On our wedding night, my husband changed!

Ling Xiao cupped his hands and replied, "Grandpa, I'm not going."

"Why?"

"Grandpa, I don't like Feng Xi, and Feng Xi doesn't like me either."

"Nonsense, the marriage between two families is originally intended to promote the relationship between the two families and to work together to deal with external forces. How can you talk about romance and the love between children?"

Old man Ling was unhappy and felt that Ling Xiao's structure was too small.

It would be great if Ling Qi was here.

That child has always been well-behaved. As for Ling Xiao, he has talent, but he always likes to be clever. To be honest, Old Man Ling would not have chosen him if there was no one to choose from.

Although they are both biological grandchildren, they just don't think much of Ling Xiao.

On the contrary, I feel that Old Man Feng’s granddaughter is better.

Although he has a bad temper, Feng Xi is extremely talented.

I heard that during the Spring Festival, I went back to worship my ancestors, and I briefly met the old man Feng who had become an immortal. Not all children of aristocratic families could learn the art of spiritualism.

This is an extremely energy-consuming thing, but Feng Xi can do it.

As for Ling Xiao, he has been studying for several years now, and he still only knows some superficial things. He is indeed not as good as Ling Qi, but there is no way, Ling Qi is dead.

It is impossible to resurrect the dead. Last month, Old Man Ling spent a lot of money to pay off ghosts and got the news that Ling Qi had been reincarnated.

This is what the original words said...

The ghost said - Ling Jiuzhou, you don't have to worry, Lord Pluto has always been fair. He knew that Ling Qi died in an unreasonable disaster, and it was to ensure the safety of the whole party, so he was specially approved to reincarnate as soon as possible. "

Old Man Ling cried after hearing this. It was not easy for Gui Cha to miss him, so he told him an address.

It was a small town five hundred miles north of Jiangcheng. A very ordinary family gave birth to a big fat boy.

Old Man Ling took a sneak peek and found out that the baby's eyebrows really looked a bit like Ling Qi's.

But Old Man Ling also knew that once he crossed Naihe Bridge and drank Meng Po Soup, all the past events would be completely forgotten.

And it is impossible for him to have any interaction with this doll, otherwise it will cause a butterfly effect.

"Grandpa, I have a woman I like. If grandpa can help me marry her, I will obey grandpa's orders for the rest of my life and will never give in to her."

"Oh? Do you have someone you like?"

Ling Xiao's bold confession really surprised the old man of the Ling family.

But I do admire this guy's courage...after all, it takes courage.

"Yes."

"Tell me, whose girl is she from?" Old Ling lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

Ling Xiao hesitated for a moment and then said slowly, "That girl is none other than the most famous daughter-in-law of the Jiang family in Jiang City and the fifth young lady of the Hua family - Hua Sheng."

After hearing this, Old Man Ling's expression changed drastically and he dropped the tea cup to the ground, including the porcelain and the water.

"Bullshit."

"Grandpa calm down."

When Ling Xiao saw the old man losing his temper, he quickly knelt down on his knees.

"That is a married woman. Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know, but I just like her. Ever since I met her a few times, I can't forget her. My grandson is like a demon and asks grandpa to fulfill her wish."

Ling Xiao was indeed a little obsessed, and he didn't know what was going on. Hua Sheng's face always appeared in his mind.

Whether you say he is superficial or he is greedy for beauty, in short, he is really almost lovesick.

"Ling Fu, go get the whip."

"Master, don't be angry yet." The housekeeper persuaded.

"No, go and get the whip. I'm going to teach this stupid thing a lesson." Old Man Ling was furious.

Ling Xiao was not surprised, after all, he had already thought of this result.

If he had agreed to it, it would not be grandpa’s style.