Son-In-Law Is A Playboy

This man's voice is very gentle, which gives me a feeling of spring breeze. My first impression of him is that he is gentle and can speak very well, unlike Jia Yu, who came up to me.

"You are handsome, too."

I sincerely praise that in the face of such a refined man, I can't raise a little disgust.

"Well, don't boast about it."

Feng Yao said with a smile, then pointed to the man, turned to me and said, "let me introduce you. This is Zhuo Yifei, my elder martial brother, who is in charge of Dihao hotel."

I buy it!

Dihao hotel is also the industry of viper. Both it and star hotel are the most luxurious hotels in Hong Kong.

I nodded to him with a smile: "I've been to imperial several times, but I didn't expect that it was the industry of poisonous snakes."

Zhuo Yifei laughed and then said, "if you go again in the future, all fees will be free."

At this time, Feng Yao pointed to Chen Xin and said to me, "as for Xiao Xin, I don't need to introduce her to you. She is my agent in name, but actually my younger martial sister. She wanted to give her a place, but she didn't want to. She was willing to follow me."

I'm not surprised at this, because just now when Chen Xin said master, I knew her true identity.

Although I knew it for a long time, I still made a joke: "little younger martial sister, you should take care of it more in the future."

"Well! As long as you live up to your elder sister's affection, it's easy to say anything, or you'll have a taste of fists. " Chen Xin raised her fist and threw a threatening look at me.

"Xiao Xin, don't make a fool of yourself. Lin Yang is a guest and can't be rude." Zhuo Yifei reprimanded.

"Oh."

Chen Xin immediately lost her temper, and I laughed. It seems that the little girl is afraid of the elder martial brother.

"Lin Yang, I have a younger martial sister. I can't arrive until later. You will be surprised to see her then."

Feng Yao winked at me mysteriously.

I asked curiously, "who is it?"

Actually, what I want to ask is, is it beautiful? What's your figure like? Do you have a boyfriend?

"Keep it secret for the time being."

Feng Yao winked at me lovingly.

"What does she come for? I hate her." Chen Xin is very unhappy to murmur.

Well.

This little girl doesn't seem to like that younger martial sister very much.

At this time, old man Meng's voice came: "boy, are you here to celebrate my birthday or to meet my girlfriend?"

I quickly walked up to him and bowed to him. As soon as I was about to say a birthday wish, I felt that my legs had been kicked down and I could not help kneeling on the ground. Then Feng Yao's voice of blame spread to her ears: "there is no sincerity in bowing."

OK, little boy, tough enough.

Now that I have knelt down, I simply kowtow three times in succession, which makes me more sincere.

"Master, taking this opportunity, I'll give you a salute. I wish you..."

Half embarrassed, I didn't know how old old Mr. Meng was. He turned his head and looked at Feng Yao with a hot face. The latter frowned and glared at me in anger. He quietly reached out a hand and turned around. He knew it immediately and continued to say: "I wish you 56. Birthday."

"Get up."

Old man Meng's face flashed a glimmer of satisfaction, then frowned and asked: "you came empty handed?"

"You see, I can't come empty handed."

Hehe, they went by the box to buy some kidney tonics, especially the kidney tonics

Old man Meng frowned tightly, showing a very angry look: "boy, my body. My body is great. Eat it, do you think I will have kidney deficiency?"

I deliberately showed a very sincere expression: "master, people say that thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger, and fifty can suck earth when sitting on the ground. Now you are just the age when you can suck earth. Naturally, you can't lose your body and body, so you have to mend it."

He fiercely stood up, no longer a trace of the old God in the appearance, roared: "those words are about women."

Of course, I know those are about women. I mean it on purpose, Gaga.

I don't know what's going on. I feel very cool when I see that old man Meng is angry.

I immediately showed a very "sorry" look, and gently raised his hand patted his face: "Oh, you see my broken mouth, even wearing a crown, said the girl's words in your body, really guilty."

"If it wasn't for Laozi's birthday today, I would have killed you."

Old man Meng gasped and sat down again.

Feng Yao and others were in a daze. At last, they all laughed.

"What are you laughing at? You sons of bitches are still laughing there when they see the master being bullied. It's really a pain in vain."Old man Meng reached out and pointed at them one by one.

Chen Xin ran to him and pinched his shoulder to please him: "Shifu, my elder sister and I have grown up. You can't speak so freely. It's so impolite to open your mouth and shut your mouth."

Poof!

I couldn't help laughing and gave Chen Xin a thumbs up. The little girl is so good at talking.

What she said can be understood as old man Meng's open mouth fart, shut up or fart, what Daren Qing'er said is bullshit, ha ha

"What are you laughing at?"

Old man Meng is impatient.

I managed to stop smiling and forced myself to stop laughing: "the words of little younger martial sister are too funny. She is satirizing you for using the upper vent."

It's more elegant. After all, it's someone's birthday.

However, we are all smart people, and we can certainly understand.

Then Feng Yao giggled.

But Chen Xin showed an aggrieved expression: "master, he deliberately misinterpreted my words. You know, I didn't mean that."

"You girl, for so many years, you can't speak. You've lost me."

At this time, old man Meng's expression is not happy to the extreme.

What makes me admire is that Zhuo Yifei keeps a very gentle smile from the beginning to the end, including scolding Chen Xin before. He still looks like nothing can make him angry.

He is handsome and steady, with a gentle personality and excellent martial arts skills. This is the prince charming in a girl's heart.

If I were Feng Yao, I would definitely fall in love with him. It's perfect.

I didn't get angry with old man Meng any more. Just now I just wanted to activate the atmosphere. All my brothers who know Lao Lin know that I don't like the particularly dull and depressing atmosphere.

However, everything has to have a degree, too easy to get bored.

I just picked up the small box and said with a smile, "master, I just made a little joke for you. This is the real gift."

He asked with a black face, "what is it?"

"Yao Yao said that you especially like collecting antiques, calligraphy and paintings, so I specially turned out the family treasure and gave it to you as a birthday gift."

"Would you give me the family treasure? I don't believe it. "

Old man Meng turned his lips.

Tut Tut, he knows me best. Knowing that I am not willing to give him good things, I feel a little embarrassed when I am poked through by him.

"Master, maybe I would not be willing to give you the family treasure before, but now it's different. You are Yao Yao's master and my master. I love my family as much as I can. Don't mention the family treasure. If you want my head, I will take it off and give it to you without hesitation."

I immediately straightened my chest and made a bold statement.

Feng Yao angrily patted my arm and spat, "nonsense all day."

At this time, Meng Lao pointed to me: "OK, I don't want anything. I want your head. Now you take it off for me. I want to use it as a chamber pot."

Ga?

Let's just say it casually. He took it seriously.

I quickly laughed: "master, I'm just joking with you. Why do you take it seriously?"

"I knew you had a broken mouth, but you abducted my precious apprentice." He grumbled angrily.

"Master, this is really an antique."

When I finished, I opened the box and took out the broken wood. As soon as I was about to boast about how old the broken wood was, old man Meng grabbed it. His eyes became very bright and looked back and forth, as if he was very interested in the broken wood.

"It's a piece of divine wood that my ancestors got by chance, and then it took three years and six months to take shape. It's a priceless treasure."

I immediately began to talk nonsense.

After that, I began to admire myself. My mouth was too smooth. I lied as if it was true.

Old man Meng looked carefully for a while, and then handed the broken wood to Zhuo Yifei: "Xiaofei, show me what antique it is. It seems that it's really a good thing."

"It must be." I hold my head high in pride.

Zhuo Yifei took the broken wood, then went to a wooden table, opened the drawer, took a magnifying glass, and looked at it carefully.

In five minutes.

With a look of surprise, he quickly walked up to old man Meng and said happily, "master, if I'm not wrong, this should be the golden Phoebe carved Dharma. It's worth a lot. It's estimated that the market price should be around 8 million."

What!

Eight million.

There's no mistake. Such a humble broken wood carving is worth eight million.

I quickly took him by the arm, some can't believe asked: "elder martial brother, you can't read it wrong, although this is my family treasure, but it should not be so valuable."

"Brother, I have a little research on antiques. I don't think it's wrong. You are too generous to take out such valuable things."Zhuo Yifei nodded to me with a smile.

I was stunned when I got his exact answer.

Oh, my God!

I even threw out eight million yuan. Even those paintings and calligraphy may not be so expensive.

At this moment, I regret the intestines are green.

Feng Yao came up to me and said in a low voice with a smile on her lips, "I really don't know the goods."

"Well, can I have a gift? I have calligraphy and painting."

"Don't give me shame. It has been sent out. Even if it's worth 100 million, I can't go back."

I sighed in my heart and looked up at old man Meng. He was very happy at this time. He praised me for my good character. I'd rather be called a little loser by him than lose eight million.

At the moment, it's too late to say anything. My eyes are full of tears.

I no longer look at the "broken" wood that makes me sad and sad, and ask curiously in a low voice: "Yao Yao, who is that Jia Yu? It's like a bull. "