The obedient girl glances up, and the tyrannical tycoon kneels down to pamper her.

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"What a load of rubbish about being raised!"

The very first sentence is a critical hit.

He didn't have anything to say; he clearly had something to say and started cursing.

"Your Pei family traded Luo Huai's marriage and future for Xing Zhengyu, this imposter, and Pei Youyou's illicit affair, and you still expect us to fawn over you? Are you so proud of having such a smooth talker?"

"Get lost! You bunch of filthy bastards!"

The driver's palms were sweaty after he put the food down.

The eldest young master restrained himself when he spoke to him.

That tone of voice could blow the whole roof off.

That young master's mouth is truly venomous!

She really knows how to curse!

Unable to bear it any longer, Mrs. Pei fainted from anger.

Pei Youyou's eyes were red, and she burst into tears. Xing Zhengyu kissed and comforted her from the side, but dared not say a bad word about Xing Yanzhao.

Others can say it, but he alone cannot.

Because he's a fake, saying it would give people something to say.

Pei's father and Pei Yuanzhou's faces turned ashen. Xing Yanzhao had turned their perfectly good homecoming banquet upside down, and the relatives were whispering among themselves, feeling utterly humiliated.

What can I do?

The homecoming banquet must not end; even if we have to force a smile, we must finish it.

Everyone was laughing, but few of them were laughing from the heart.

After finishing the meal and seeing off the relatives, Pei's father raised his hand and smashed a tea set on the table, revealing his anger.

He rarely gets angry.

The family remained silent, terrified.

"Brother Zhengyu." Pei Youyou snuggled into her husband's arms. Xing Zhengyu patted her back, let go, and went over to apologize.

"Dad, it's my fault." He lowered his eyes, knelt in front of his parents, and said in a very sincere tone, "If I hadn't taken my elder brother's identity, if I hadn't been unable to let go of Youyou marrying someone else, things wouldn't have turned out like this."

"Dad, Mom, Yuanzhou, you can blame me all you want, hit me or scold me if you want, but I have never regretted insisting on marrying Youyou. Otherwise, seeing Youyou scalded by boiling water, having her personal freedom restricted, and not being able to make any decisions for herself, I would really be heartbroken."

"Zhengyu-ge!" Pei Youyou helped him up, her eyes red, and said, "I've told you so many times I don't blame you, but Xing Yanzhao is just angry. He can't marry me, so he's taking it out on himself!"

"I will marry you in this lifetime."

"If he doesn't want to come, he doesn't want to come. But he insulted us in public, and this isn't over!"

She had intended to take advantage of her return visit to her parents' home to teach Luo Huai a lesson without restraint, but instead, he didn't even show up, and she was humiliated instead.

Pei Yuanzhou's knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists, saying each word slowly and deliberately, "It's not over yet."

It's not just about insulting them.

They even dared to scald Luo Huai with boiling water and restrict Luo Huai's personal freedom.

……

Luo Huai had decorated the house nicely the day before the wedding. For the past three days, there had been no rain or wind, and the house was spotless, with the "double happiness" character intact.

As soon as he entered, Xing Yanzhao asked, "Did you get married from here?"

Luo Huai nodded, gesturing for him to sit on the sofa while she went to get some water.

Xing Yanzhao took out his phone again and called the driver: "Are you still at the Pei family's?"

Driver: "I was just asked to leave."

The word "please" is emphasized.

However, since they could use the word "please," the Pei family didn't really make things difficult for the driver.

"go back."

"Young Master!" The driver was about to cry; he was just an employee!

"You'll get your share of the benefits, but just tell them when you get back that Luo Huai comes from the Luo family..."

"Brother Zhao!" Luo Huai saw Xing Yanzhao talking to the driver on the phone while she was getting a bottle of water. She was so startled that she ran over and looked up at him. "It was my own decision to get married from here, Brother Zhao."

Xing Yanzhao stopped speaking, lowered his eyes and stared at the little girl in front of him. Her face was fair, her eyes were blinking, and she was holding a bottle of mineral water tightly in both hands, looking at him expectantly.

"No need to go."

He hangs up.

Luo Huai breathed a sigh of relief, but then realized that the two of them were too close. He took half a step back and handed the water over.

Xing Yanzhao gave her a deep look, reached out and took it, unscrewed it, and tilted his head back to gulp it down.

His prominent Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

He drank the whole bottle in one gulp.

"I'll go get it again." Luo Huai jogged into the kitchen, worried that he might get thirsty. This time, she imitated Xing Yanzhao carrying the whole water dispenser for her and brought it over in one go.

A thin, resilient plastic film pressed against Luo Huai's palm.

She carried the ten bottles of water with some difficulty, but still managed to place them steadily on the living room floor. Then she took out another bottle and handed it over.

"Give."

Xing Yanzhao saw her reddened palms.

He took the water with one hand and held her four fingers with the other, his palm facing away from her.

The man's hands were very hot.

The heat made Luo Huai pull his hand away, but he couldn't pull it out.

Noticing the man's gaze, she quickly explained, "It'll be over in a minute, Brother Zhao."

Xing Yanzhao checked himself and found that he was not injured. It was just that the tight straps had restricted blood flow, and the redness was caused by the blood flowing back when he loosened his grip.

He let go.

He thought to himself: "Her hands are so soft, like a cat's paw pads."

When I suddenly returned to the Luo family home, there was no one preparing a homecoming banquet, and no relatives were there either; it was all very quiet and deserted.

Luo Huai can't cook.

The kitchen hasn't been used for cooking in years.

Xing Yanzhao approached the portraits of his father-in-law and mother-in-law, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and sincerely bowed three times.

"Father-in-law and mother-in-law, I am your son-in-law, my name is Xing Yanzhao."

“From this day forward, if Luo Huai is ever unhappy, the two elders can just climb up from below and come find me to settle the score.”

His voice was deep and magnetic, his tone was calm, and his language was simple.

This is far more convincing than Xing Zhengyu's formulaic speech at the wedding.

Even Luo Huai, who had grown up hearing Pei Yuanzhou's tender words of care, felt a sense of being enveloped in a protective aura at this moment.

No wonder there were rumors that he looked like someone from the underworld, and Zhu Shuangshuang called him "Big Brother" as soon as they met.

She stared at Xing Yanzhao for a long time.

They are truly different people.

Xing Yanzhao noticed she was looking at him again, but seemed a little distracted. He stepped over, snapped his fingers, and asked, "Where did your soul go?"

"Um... I wanted to ask which restaurant you like, since we can only eat takeout for lunch."

"The food at the restaurant is so-so, and the portions are small." Xing Yanzhao thought for a moment, "How about I take you to a friend's restaurant? Do you mind?"

"I don't mind," Luo Huai shook his head.

Luo Huai had no idea what he meant by asking whether he minded or not.

Xing Yanzhao also secretly wanted not to explain.

"Row."

Luo Huai also said goodbye to his parents, picked up his bag and went out with Xing Yanzhao. The car took many turns and drove into a relatively spacious alley in a town in the suburbs.

There's actually a three-story Chinese restaurant hidden inside.

In the vast open-air parking lot, there were quite a few understated luxury cars.

Zui Xian Restaurant.

As soon as Luo Huai stepped inside, he heard the receptionist say, "I'm sorry, sir, all the seats for this week and next week are fully booked. You can only book for the week after next."

There are so many people.

The saying goes, "Good wine needs no bush."

There are no dining tables in the lobby on the first floor; instead, there is a babbling brook and swaying bamboo shadows.

Suddenly, someone broke the tranquility and came in to ask the front desk for an eight-person table. The front desk told the person that there were no seats available, as they only accept reservations.

The man looked at Luo Huai and Xing Yanzhao: "What about them?"

The receptionist smiled and said, "That's our boss."

Luo Huai looked at Xing Yanzhao: "Boss?"

“No, that doesn’t count.” Xing Yanzhao led her upstairs.

A man stood at the top of the stairs, smiling broadly, and said, "How can it not count? If it weren't for Brother Zhao's investment, how could I have opened this shop? Brother Zhao, and who is this?"

"Luohuai".

"Sister-in-law?!" The man looked surprised.