My Third Gentleman

Chapter 1222 Sudden Change (8)

After all, this person is the king of grandfather. Wushuang didn't want his grandfather to be difficult, so he didn't speak any more. He just met Xia Su's eyes and was not timid or even stubborn. What about the superior king of a country, this is Hua Guo , He is not the **** of this country.

Hearing this, Xia Su was not only lifeless, staring at Wushuang's narrow and faint eyes and even a hint of appreciation, "Uncle Beitang is so blessed that her granddaughter won't let her eyebrows be shaved."

Jing Beitang stroked his beard, and said modestly, "My Jing family has three generations of singles. Only such a granddaughter has been our treasure since childhood and was spoiled by us. It is better to be spoiled by you."

Jing Beitang can be said to have something in the words, and there is no real apology in the words, but it brings out a message that Wushuang is the absolute treasure of their family.

"No, Uncle Beitang is also a nobleman of our country R. Your granddaughter is enough to be the princess of our country R, ​​matching a country's monarch of our country R. After returning to country R, ​​I will have another beautiful wedding. I won't treat her badly."

Xia Su now regards Mu Jinchen as something in his bag, and since today is a day of their great joy, he also acquiesced to this daughter-in-law.

Wushuang sneered sneer, his tone was really not small, where is this person confident that they will follow him back to Country R?

Such an attitude of contemplation naturally irritated Mu Zhilan. Whenever he said that he would bring people back to Country R, ​​even the parties’ wishes did not even need to be asked. What a supreme monarch, she would only watch when she was really blind. A man like this is still sinking in such a short period of time, losing his body and losing his heart.

When people are young, they really encounter scum.

Mu Zhilan was about to speak, but Wushuang said again, “My husband is the son of the Mu family, and I am naturally the daughter-in-law of the Mu family. I don’t know, let alone a king and concubine. If the king is sincere Come and have a glass of wedding wine, congratulations, we are welcome, if not, we will not accompany you, after all, the different ways are not conspiring, the next to you, Mr. Cheng Lang, is our old enemy, and he is out of company."

Wushuang said without saying anything, wearing a champagne-colored dress. His exquisite face shone holy under the scorching sun. It was sacred and inviolable. His aura was no less than that of the superior monarch in front of him.

That kind of light is the same as that emitted from Mu Zhilan's body.

On the other side, Mu Jinchen, who has the same delicate eyebrows and a kingly air, is also not humiliating or humble. His heart is warm. His Wushuang naturally understands her, knowing that she also heartaches his mother, for his mother. Embrace the injustice.

Xia Su's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, suddenly a little jealous of such a family of three.

In fact, Wushuang would not have the turn to speak on such occasions. However, her grandfather’s position is hard to say. She did not want Mu Zhilan to fight such a man, nor did she want her family Mr. Mu to come forward. In addition, she found that this king At least he respected her grandfather a bit, and had a bit of affection for her along the way.

It seems that Xia Sujun didn’t expect Wushuang to say this. He dignified a monarch and agreed with her to be his daughter-in-law. It was already for Jing Beitang’s sake. Wushuang’s saying this was a bit like toasting and not drinking fine wine. .

Wushuang would naturally ignore his thoughts and walk inside with Mu Zhilan's hand.

"What if I must take him away today?"

(End of this chapter)