Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

Mrs. Woodson snorted coldly. She didn't want to talk more nonsense with him. She threw down her paper towel and looked coldly at Xia's father in front of her. She said, "no matter what you say, I won't agree with this marriage. Don't think that if you marry my son, everything in the family will be yours. If you insist on letting your daughter marry my son, it will only become a joke!"

Her warning made Xia's father indifferent. He picked up the teacup and gently blew a mouthful of tea on the surface. Youyou said, "Mrs. Woodson, I think you've got the wrong point... My daughter married your son because she was interested in your son's character, not his family background!"

"Pretend to be independent of the world. If you didn't take a fancy to my son's family background, I'm afraid you wouldn't be so active in promoting marriage and pestering my son!"

When Mrs. Woodson said this, she sneered and said, "sure enough, any kind of father has any kind of daughter, the same kind of thick face, the same kind of prudence!"

Xia Fu frowned unhappily, but he didn't get angry with Mrs. Woodson. Instead, he replied coldly, "so in your eyes, your son Feng Xun has nothing else to show except his family background and property... Now I finally understand why your mother and son have lost peace and such a bad relationship!"

"You --" Mrs. Woodson's face turned white with anger, and her lips began to tremble. She never thought that the clever girl on the seventh day of summer was inherited from her father who was a calligrapher!

The man seems to be aloof from the world and elegant, but he doesn't give in at all. He even satirizes that she has a bad relationship with Feng Xun, which makes her unable to refute

Before Xia Fu met, Mrs. Woodson was so angry that she couldn't speak. She slowly advised: "Mrs. Woodson, whether she has a rich family or a noble status, it's just icing on the cake for anyone to speak... In life, it's the most important thing to sit upright!"

Mrs. Woodson waved her hand to stop him from saying, "I'm not here to listen to you today! Your daughter, cheeky, got married with my son in Hawaii, and now she wants to hold a big wedding. I won't let you get it! "

Summer father smell speech, holding a cup of hand slightly a stiff, small seven and Feng Xun in Hawaii made a wedding ceremony? How come he didn't know about it?

Before, a Yu said that they were on holiday in Hawaii. If Feng Xun's mother didn't lie, were they actually secretly registered in Hawaii to get married first?

Seeing his father's bad look, Mrs. Woodson thought he was frightened by his warning. She raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "if you don't want to be a laughing stock, you can cancel the wedding by yourself... I will naturally give you a sum of money to compensate you!"

Looking at Feng Xun's mother's proud look, Xia's father laughed and replied coldly: "we don't need any money to compensate! If you really want to ruin your son's wedding, I think it's not someone else who will end up as a joke, but you, Mrs. Woodson! "

"Good --" Mrs. Woodson didn't expect that he would dare to warn himself at this time. She stood up in anger, looked coldly at Xia Fu, and said with a gnash of teeth, "do yourself good!"

She put down the cruel words and left the box angrily with her brand limited bag.

The boss of the tea house and Xia Fu had known each other for a long time. When he saw the luxurious woman leaving from Xia Fu's box, she quietly came to the box and asked respectfully, "Mr. Xia, what's the matter just now? Your guest seems to be very angry. Is he dissatisfied with my tea? "

Xia Fu waved his hand, picked up the tea cup and said with a smile, "your tea is very good. It's just that the tea taster is not a fellow. He can't taste the essence of this tea!"

The boss of the tea house was relieved and replied with a smile: "you just like it. Next time you have new tea, I'll invite you to taste it!"

Xia Fu answered faintly, but he didn't stay in the tea house for a long time. He got up and said goodbye to the boss of the tea house: "there's something else in my family. I'll stay soon today!"

"Yes, Mr. Xia, please take your time!" The boss of the tea house quickly bows down to see Xia Fu leave the tea house. Looking at Xia Fu's back and thinking about the haughty woman just now, he can't help shaking his head and sighing.

The woman didn't come here to drink tea. It turns out that Xia Lao and his wife came here to study tea. That's really a couple!

On the seventh day of the summer, who had discussed the banquet list with Feng Xun, he was talking about the style of the invitation with Ji Kun when he received a call from the housekeeper Chen Bo.

"Hello, Uncle Chen, what can I do for you?" Early summer seven picked up the phone to one side, asked with a smile.

"Miss seven, the master said he wanted to see you for something urgent. If you have time, you can go back to the old house." Housekeeper Chen Bo asked with a smile.

"Urgent? Dad, what's the matter with me? " The expression of the seventh day of the summer is a little surprised. I don't understand why my father suddenly has something so urgent. I want Chen Bo to call her and go back immediately!

"It's hard to say on the phone. Miss seven, you'd better come back first." When the housekeeper Chen Bo said this, he paused and added in a low voice, "Miss seven is coming back alone!"

"I see!" On the seventh day of the summer, he hung up the phone and went to Feng Xun and Ji Kun. He said apologetically, "my father suddenly has something to do with me. I have to go back to my old house first. You can decide the invitation form!"

"What's the matter? Can I help you?" Feng Xun asks with concern. Seeing that she is ready to leave with her bag, she also plans to put on her coat to accompany her back to the old house.

"No, I'll go back and have a look first. You can keep busy with Ji Kun. If there's something wrong, I'll call you again!" At the beginning of the summer, he shook his head and laughed, pressed Feng Xun's shoulder and said, "just let the driver take me off!"

Feng Xun nods and kisses her cheek. He still gets up and takes her to the car.

On the way back to the old house, Xia Qiqi was still wondering why the housekeeper Chen Bo's tone was so urgent that he only asked her to come back alone. It seemed that he didn't want her to come back with Feng Xun

Does father have any words to ask her alone, or is there something he doesn't want Feng Xun to know?

With doubts, on the seventh day of the summer, when he returned to his old house, he saw the housekeeper Chen Bo waiting in the living room. He quickly went over and asked, "Chen Bo, I'm back. Where's my father?"

"The master is waiting in his study!" When the housekeeper Chen Bo said this, he whispered: "Miss seven, you can remember to say something nice when you go in later. After he came back from the tea house, he was in a bad mood with a straight face!"

"Tea house?" At the beginning of summer, Qi Leng was stunned and asked: "Dad has a good relationship with the boss of the tea house? What happened in the end, how can you suddenly feel bad? "