Jiang Men Daughter-in-law

"You!" Wen Peng was furious, and immediately slapped the table to his feet, pointing at Wen Xian and gnashing his teeth with trembling fingers, "How dare you, how dare you do this! When your stepmother told me that you were selling calligraphy, paintings and family property, I still I don't believe it, I didn't expect all of this to be true, if this matter is known to outsiders, where will you make my Wen family face? How can I, Wen Peng, hold my head up in front of those colleagues in the future!"

"Why on earth did you do this?" Wen Peng asked Wen Xian, "I think I've never been short of food and drink for you. How did you think you would do such a stupid thing?"

"I didn't think much about it." Wen Xian's eyes were fixed, and his eyes implied forbearance, "Because I need money, a lot of money."

"What do you mean?" Wen Peng scolded, "Are you crazy about money? Hurry up and redeem those things for me!"

Wen Xian said stiffly: "My things, how to deal with them is up to me."

Yanhong said: "Wen Xian, if you want to say that, I will say something. Since you were young, your father provided for you to eat, drink, and study. So far, you have never earned a penny from your family. A few of them are your mother's relics, and she married your father, and your father helped to buy them, which belong to the family, so why do they belong to you?"

Wen Xian pursed his lips and did not speak.

Yan Hong's voice raised slightly: "Wen Xian, although you are about to marry into the Su family, but these years, your father has a deep affection for you, if people know that the dignified young master of the Wen family runs to a pawnshop to pawn the family's wealth, you Where do you put your father's old face? Your father treats you like this, and you do this, it's too disappointing for your father!"

Wen Xiandao: "The things have already been pawned, and the price will not be the same if I redeem them. I don't have any extra money."

"you!!"

Wen Peng was so angry that he couldn't speak, Yan Hong hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him: "Master, calm down, calm down, hey, the matter has come to this point, I can only come up with a solution, Wen Xian, how about this, you will All the pawn money is handed over to me. I will negotiate with the pawn shop to see if I can get the things back at the original price. Face, everything is worth it."

Wen Peng said: "Where can you pay out of your own pocket, how much is missing, you come back and tell me, I will make up."

Yan Hong was waiting for this sentence. Originally, she coveted those things in Wen Xian's room, but unfortunately she has never had a legitimate excuse. This time, it is good that Wen Xian, a brainless person, actually pawned those things Yes, this gave Yanhong a chance.

She deliberately said in front of Wen Peng that she would pay for it herself, because she was sure that Wen Peng would face shame, and she would definitely not agree, but she took care of the matter, so she was the one to do it. The most suitable, and once the things are redeemed, it is impossible for Wen Xian to get them back.

Yanhong had been looking forward to the good thing delivered to her door early in the morning, waiting for Wen Peng to come back from get off work to settle the score with Wen Xian!

It's just that she was about to say yes, when Wen Xian said suddenly: "What I signed is a receipt, not a pawn ticket. The things are returned to the pawn shop. I will never redeem them. If they regret it later, they can take me to sign." The receipt to go to court to sue me."

The cooked duck was useless, Yan Hong couldn't control her emotions, and immediately yelled: "What did you say?"

Fortunately, Wen Peng was not much better than her, and he didn't pay attention to her. He was furious and jumped up, pointing at Wen Xian and scolding: "You bastard! You idiot! Kneel down!"

Before Wen Xian could respond, he had already knelt down in front of Wen Peng. Wen Peng picked up the feather duster stuck in the vase on the coffee table, and slapped Wen Xian hard on his back a few times.

Wen Peng exerted all his strength, Wen Xian was wearing thick clothes, and now he couldn't help showing his lips in pain. He instinctively wanted to hide, but his body was out of control.

It turned out that it was already dark outside the house, Wen Xian glanced at the mirror not far away, and thought to himself: What are you doing?You don't run away even if you are beaten, are you stupid?

First Young Master Wen: Dad is right, I made him lose face and should be punished.

Wen Xian wanted to roll his eyes: Fuck you, I didn’t learn how to draw well when I was young, my mother chased me with a shovel and beat me, according to your elm head, I fucking died young!

First Young Master Wen: You have died young.

Wen Xian: ... Fuck!