Luxury Marriage: Rich Family's Love

Tang Shoucheng was far fetched and lost his smiling face. He didn't speak, but Fang min gave a cold hum of disdain and glanced at the young and beautiful qianxia. She was suddenly jealous and muttered in a contemptuous voice, "hum, how beautiful she can be, isn't that..."

"No!" Ye Shengyan suddenly and seriously interrupted her, with a light eyebrow, and a red light that could not be explained diffused in the dark pupil. "She is really beautiful. The inch touched by her eyes is exquisite and can't be picky."

Hearing the ambiguous meaning hidden in his words, qianxia's heart was shocked, but her tight lips were gently raised. She smiled skillfully and looked a little naive, "thank your brother-in-law."

"You're welcome. I'm telling the truth."

Night Shengyan lazily narrowed his eyes and gently stroked his smooth jaw with his finger belly. He smiled and turned his words sharply, "but in my eyes, Zixuan is the unparalleled beauty in the world. She is the only one I love and marry."

Tang Zixuan never heard him say these love words. At the same time, she was surprised, but sweet happiness overflowed from her pupils. She bowed her head shyly and said angrily, "why do you suddenly say these words? Everyone is here. How difficult it is."

"How could it be?"

The person who answered her was qianxia with slightly curved eyebrows and eyes. Her eyes flashed across ye Shengyan without trace. If she pointed out, "sister, what can you be shy? No matter how many times my brother-in-law said in front of many people, it is true that the person he loves is you. You're getting married. Naturally, you can show off your happiness. Ha ha, actually, sister, you should take the initiative. "

"Qianqian, you make fun of me!" Tang Zixuan stared at her, but couldn't help laughing.

"Ah..." the night Saint Yan smiled with an unidentified smile, his eyes closed lightly, but there was a touch of cold condensation in the bottom of his eyes.

Qianxia sank her eyes and gradually closed her stiff fingers on the table.

"I don't want to eat fish, I don't!"

At this time, Tang Yu, who had been eating in Fang min's arms, suddenly lost his temper and kicked the table with both hands and feet. The table was kicked and shook. Tang Shoucheng's face was a little ugly, but he carefully suppressed it.

"Xiao Yu, will you eat well?" Tang Zixuan turned her head and frowned.

Fang min grimaced and scolded, "stop it. If you don't behave well, I'll throw you out."

Tang Yu, who had been spoiled since childhood, immediately felt very wronged. Tears swirled in his eyes. He bit his small mouth, suddenly stood on the stool, took up a large bowl of chicken soup on the table and fell out like crazy.

With a bang, the porcelain bowl hit the long marble table and found a huge sound.

Qianxia slowly raised her head. Her sight stagnated for a moment because of the oncoming hot soup, but then she just closed her eyes and didn't mean to avoid.

"Ah, Qianqian..." Tang Zixuan exclaimed, got up immediately, ran behind qianxia and asked anxiously, "Qianqian, how are you? Is it hot? "

Tang Zixuan casually wiped qianxia's face with her hand. In her eyes, her white skin instantly turned red.

Qianxia said nothing. Her long black hair was stained with sticky soup and cluttered on her face. She was very embarrassed. She slightly hung her thick long eyelashes and looked vague, but her lips flashed a touch of forbearing indifference.