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Chapter 988 Marrying the Villain as a Replacement (26)

"I want to tell the master that you disrespect your mother, and I want the prince to know the ugly face under your beautiful skin!"

Rong Huang was stunned for a moment, then raised his chin, smiled and waved his hands and said, "Go, go, if you don't go, you are not a woman."

Liu Shi was so provoked that she trembled all over, the pearl hairpin on her head was dangling, and her face was pale.

Since she became Rong Yuanhua's official wife, no one has dared to humiliate her so openly for many years.

Rong Huang was still the first.

It's just a bitch prostitute who has been lingering under her hands, she doesn't believe that she can't be punished!
Liu flicked his sleeves, walked to the door of the side hall with a few steps without thinking, opened the door of the side hall with a bang, and went straight to the main hall.

That posture, if there is a knife in his hand, it looks like he is going to kill someone.
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In the main hall, Zhuang Tang was chatting awkwardly with Rong Yuanhua's family.

It's a really awkward chat, just chatting about "what did you eat this morning" and "what book did you read this morning".

Zhuang Tang's toes were so embarrassing that he almost dug out a high pavilion.

Rong Yuanhua, who was standing next to him, was still talking, "I heard that Yuquanzhai's jade wares are in excellent condition. I bought a pair two days ago, and they are indeed excellent."

Zhuang Tang tried his best not to let his eyelids droop, and suddenly he became energetic after hearing the words.

During dinner last night, he heard Rong Huang muttering that the dowry was too little, six of the ten dowries had stones in them, which was enough to show how tricky and mean Rong Yuanhua and the Liu family were.

Although Rong Huang didn't treat him very well on weekdays and always bullied him, but after all she was his wife and could not be bullied by others.

Zhuang Tang changed his posture, playing with the jade pendant on the corner of his robe with his slender fingers, "I heard that the jade in Yuquanzhai is very expensive?"

Rong Yuanhua didn't hear the implication in Zhuang Tang's words, his eyes lit up when he heard the words, thinking he had found a bosom friend.

On the contrary, it was his eldest son, Rong Xiuwen, who sensed the dangerous meaning in Zhuang Tang's dialect, and when he was about to say something, Rong Yuanhua grinned.

Rong Yuanhua flattered very loudly, "That's natural, the jade wares in Yuquanzhai are priceless, and it's most suitable for a noble person like Shi Zi to go there."

Although Zhuang Tang was dying, it didn't affect his currying favor with others.

As soon as the words fell, Rong Yuanhua watched Zhuang Tang suddenly change his face, his expression was dangerous, and his face was full of storms.

"Invaluable? It seems that Mr. Rong's family is very rich?"

Monk Rong Yuanhua Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, and didn't understand what Zhuang Tang meant for a while.

Rong Xiuwen saw clearly the blankness in Rong Yuanhua's eyes from the side, and wished he could get rid of his stupid father on the spot.

Zhuang Tang had a panoramic view of Rong Yuanhua's stupid appearance, and he was even more sure that Rong Huang was not the daughter of the Rong family.

"Since Mr. Rong's family is so rich, why are there so many stones mixed into the dowry for the eldest daughter?"

"Stone?" Rong Yuanhua was stunned.

Rong Huang's dowry was prepared by Mrs. Liu, and Rong Yuanhua didn't even look at the dowry list, so it was impossible to know about Mrs. Liu's private tricks.

Now Zhuang Tang told him that the dowry was filled with stones?
Rong Yuanhua's first reaction was that Zhuang Tang was slandering the Rong family.

Zhuang Tang was very treacherous, he might have been blown away by Rong Huang and wanted to embarrass the Rong family.

Just as Rong Yuanhua was about to quibble, a mournful cry from the Liu family came from the side, "Master, I beg you to uphold justice for my concubine!"

Mrs. Liu's voice turned and turned a thousand times, like a warbler's cry, it almost melted my heart.

The same is true of tolerance, of course.

(End of this chapter)