When the marriage partner is my mortal enemy, I am scared

On both sides of the Lanyuan gate, men in black suits were lined up in an orderly manner with serious expressions.

When the car drove into the gate, the queue behind it followed respectfully. When the car stopped, the queue stood respectfully on both sides of the door.

Ji Lin got out of the car and opened the back door.

As his men shouted in unison, "Welcome home, Second Young Master!"

Xiao Cheng slowly took a step forward, got off the car and stood still.

With his hands in his trouser pockets, his expression became a little colder.

He glanced around with a sharp gaze.

Then he sneered, "With such a grand ceremony, is the old man afraid that I will run away?"

"Brother Cheng, you are finally back!"

A sweet female voice came from not far away.

The woman ran towards Xiao Cheng in small steps wearing high heels.

Before Xiao Cheng could come to his senses, the girl had already tightly grasped his arm.

Xiao Cheng frowned, "Who are you?"

The girl pouted in disappointment, "Brother Cheng, I'm Yue'er, don't you remember me?"

Xiao Cheng lowered his head and looked carefully at the girl in front of him. She had bangs, a round face, and a pair of watery eyes that were blinking at him.

"Are you Xiao Yue, from my uncle's family?"

"I knew Brother Cheng would remember me." As she spoke, she sobbed excitedly and seemed about to cry.

Xiao Yue was adopted by the eldest branch of the Xiao family. She was only six years old when Xiao Cheng went abroad. Because she was an adopted daughter, her presence in this family was extremely low.

Xiao Cheng had almost no impression of her.

The sudden enthusiasm made him feel a little disgusted.

He raised his hand and pulled out his arm, saying in a cold voice, "Let's go. If we don't go in now, the old man will think I've run away again."

As he said this, he walked towards the front hall.

Xiao Yue was not surprised at all when she saw Xiao Cheng's reaction to her.

I have the impression that he was difficult to get along with when he was a child, and I was mentally prepared for it.

She lifted her hair, a sly smile hidden in her eyes, and quickly chased after him in a coquettish voice.

Lanyuan is designed in Chinese style with pavilions and gardens, and its area is also very large.

There are two long corridors from the main door to the lobby.

There are landscape pools on both sides of the corridor. Under the reflection of the night, the beauty is not felt, but there is a bit of gloomy atmosphere.

Xiao Cheng doesn't like this atmosphere and of course doesn't live here.

Since he returned to China, he has been staying in "various" hotels. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a cunning rabbit with three burrows.

When he walked into the front hall, someone was already waiting for him. The atmosphere was like a trial scene.

Xiao Zeyuan, the head of the Xiao family, or the "old man" as Xiao Cheng called him, sat in the seat of honor in the front.

Sitting on the chairs on both sides of the hall were Xiao Zeyuan's two sons, Xiao Cheng's uncle Xiao Zhengqing, and his father Xiao Zhengye.

The huge Xiao family, as the most powerful family in Wancheng, has not only wealth and status, but also huge family power and strict family rules.

The struggle for power and interests within the family has never stopped.

As the current person in power, Xiao Cheng's father has successfully consolidated his position in the family with his extraordinary courage and decisive character.

The relationship between the two families seems to be harmonious on the surface, but in fact there are undercurrents and they are fighting openly and secretly.

In the hall, when they saw Xiao Cheng coming in, the expressions on Old Man Xiao and Xiao Zhengye's faces instantly became serious.

On the contrary, his uncle Xiao Zhengqing seemed expressionless, but in fact his eyes revealed an expression of waiting for a good show.

"You little brat, you still remember to come back," said Old Man Xiao, picking up the teacup on the table and throwing it at his grandson.