I accidentally married my best friend's son

In the hospital corridor, after seeing Shen Xue, Shen Xue patted Li Tinghao on the shoulder and said, "You are so lucky, you are worthy of being someone who has carried a rocket launcher and driven a tank. Every shot hits the target!!"

Li Tinghao frowned, "Uncle Shen, could you please stop being so rude!"

"Yo, now you're not rude!"

Shen Xue laughed out loud.

Li Junhao is not very good with women, but he will never show weakness when it comes to men. "Where's Meilin? You should get married quickly and have children. My grandmother Shen is 90 years old and is worried about you and can't wait for you!"

In Shen Xue's lineage, his eldest nephew is about the same age as him, in his forties or fifties. Old Madam Shen is most worried about him, as he has not yet started a family.

When Meilin was mentioned, Shen Xue's dark eyes showed a hint of sadness.

"Is this your business, no matter how old you are?"

Li Junhao didn't understand why the two people were so inseparable and should be talking about marriage, but they still didn't take any action.

How happy would Mrs. Shen be if she knew?

Cui Huizhu knew that bystanders sometimes could not see clearly and it was inconvenient to make any guesses, but by then, Dean Shen’s big red envelope would not be able to escape.

However, what surprised Cui Huizhu was that she met Aunt Fat Ju's conspicuous bag again at the hospital gate.

This time she did not come with Qian Lina, but because she herself had chest pain and was diagnosed with coronary heart disease.

No one provoked her, she was just angry on her own.

"Huizhu, what a coincidence?"

Fat Ju smiled, her eyes narrowed into slits.

"We're old neighbors, so why don't you visit us often? Are you here for a checkup today? I heard from Zhou Dake that you had cancer before, so you come for a regular checkup?"

Cui Huizhu wanted to avoid her, but she had small eyes and was very focused, so she couldn't avoid her!

"Oh, I recovered from that illness a long time ago. Now I eat well and sleep well. My husband loves me very much. All my illnesses are gone. What? Are you here for a checkup?"

Li Junhao took Cui Huizhu's hand and signaled her not to pay attention to such people, as there was nothing to say.

But Fatty Ju said again: "It's normal for an old man to hold you in his hands. After all, he is counting on you to take care of his grandchildren!"

Li Junhao didn't wait for Cui Huizhu to speak. It was not good to confront women, so he had to take the lead.

"Keep your mouth clean!"

"Only someone like you would go to an old man. Buy a mirror and look at yourself there to see if he wants you."

"It's not enough that you're ugly, you can't even speak human language. You're the one who's sick!"

"You... where did you come from, you rascal? Why do you insult people like this?" Fat Ju's face changed immediately.

Li Junhao didn't give in. "Go back and get a mirror. Look at yourself carefully. Are you considered a human being?"

After cursing, he muttered, "Ugly people often do bad things!"

Cui Huizhu pulled the little man's arm and said, "Stop talking."

"Why don't you say it? You can't spoil someone like her. She must have bullied you a lot in the past, right?"

Li Jung-ho pointed at Pang Ju's forehead, and his gangster spirit came up, "I am the old man you are talking about, Cui Huizhu's current husband. Open your little eyes as wide as you can!"

"Don't bluff me!" Fatty Ju jumped up and down, cursing like a shrew. "Are you Cui Huizhu's gigolo? You're using an old man's money to support a gigolo. Come and see! Come and see! There's someone here, using an old man's money to support a gigolo, and the gigolo even hits people!"

"You...when did I hit anyone?" If Li Junhao didn't know how to hit women, he would have beaten her long ago.

"Look, everyone saw it, right? He himself admitted that he is a gigolo, right?"

There were already more than a dozen people gathered together to watch the fun, pointing and talking.

Cui Huizhu looked at the people around her, then looked at Pangju, and asked calmly: "Do you think his face is white? Is he handsome? Does he have a good figure?"

Fat Ju didn't answer.

A few people around were already cheering, "So handsome, a world-class male model with a pretty face, big sister, you are so talented!"

"Auntie, I don't want to work hard anymore. I'm a fresh graduate from college. Can you see if I can do it? Add an extra pair of chopsticks."

"I'm considerate and gentle, and I can give massages. Would you mind if I could be yours? Do you mind adding an extra pair of chopsticks? I can bring my own!"

"Auntie, you are so elegant. I don't want your money. My dad has money. I will rent you half of the bed for a year, okay?"

The painting suddenly changed style! Cui Huizhu was shocked. Don’t young people nowadays work hard?

Unexpectedly, several little girls gathered together, and one girl raised her hand, "Beautiful auntie, you are my goal. Come on! Keep going!!"

Aunt Fat Ju opened her mouth wide, her eyes full of disbelief.

Shouldn't Choi Hye-joo be humiliated? Why is the atmosphere at the scene one in which she is being praised and basked in the glory?

I can only say that Fat Ju is out!

Choi Hye-joo pulled Lee Jung-ho over and kissed him mouth to mouth. After letting go, she said, "We are already married, there is no such thing as a relationship of support."

Li Jung-ho's face turned pale. "Whoever is spreading rumors, I will have my lawyer talk to her!"

Auntie Fatty's husband squeezed into the crowd and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Huizhu?"

Jin Wenzai, who has a refined temperament, looked surprised.

Cui Huizhu has been transformed now. She is no longer the cleaner she used to be. She is dignified, gentle and generous.

"Oh, Mr. Jin, I'm sorry, please take your family away! As former neighbors, please don't make things awkward for everyone."

Cui Huizhu took her young husband's arm.

"Let me introduce you, this is my husband, Mr. Lee Jung-ho."

Jin Wenzai nodded and said, "Hello Mr. Li, I sincerely apologize for my wife's harassment of you."

He said this and bowed deeply.

Then he took Pangju's hand and walked out of the field.

"I do not go!"

"Aren't you ashamed?"

The sound faded away.

Some of the onlookers glanced at their backs. The man was elegant and easy-going, while the woman was fat like a pig and vulgar. They couldn't help but sigh at the unfairness of fate that brought two such people together.

When she returned home, Pang Ju was furious and her chest started to ache again. She squatted on the ground with beads of sweat rolling down her forehead.

Jin Wenzai didn't expect that he would encounter such an incident when accompanying his wife for a check-up.

"You wimp, why should you apologize to them? And you're also colluding with outsiders to bully me?"

Fat Ju started crying loudly!

"Have you had enough of this? You brought this upon yourself!"

Jin Wenzai pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, knowing that sooner or later he would be driven crazy by this woman!

"I'm making a fuss? It's all because of you. You couldn't even satisfy me on the big cruise ship Choi Hye-joo was on. You're a wimp!"

"Why can Cui Huizhu sit here, but I can't?"

"No matter how well Choi Hye-joo does, what does it have to do with you? Can our ordinary family ride on the Royal Cruise 1?" Jin Wenzai felt like he was suffocating.

"Now she's supporting a gigolo, and you're all covering up her shame. You're all ganging up on me, Old Jin! I think you've been seduced by Cui Huizhu!"

Jin Wenzai was furious and said, "Look at what you are like now! If you were half as sensible as Cui Huizhu, you wouldn't be like this today!"

Auntie Fatty Ju lifted her slender waist and struggled to stand up. "Well... today... you finally told the truth... you're just thinking about that vixen..."

"Incomprehensible!"

Jin Wenzai was so angry that he coughed twice. He didn't bother to care about her anymore. He pushed open the gate, drove away, and couldn't stay in this house for even a day.