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Chapter 2 Your eldest brother is a fake master(1/2)

The Ming family's hospitality hall is spacious and bright, with light gray floors and mahogany furniture, which looks elegant and solemn.

But the ornaments around it look a little old.

It is a strong outside and a hard worker at the same time, which is used to describe the Ming family's current appearance, which is the best.

There are four chairs on each side, with people from the Su family sitting on the left and Ming Xiangcheng sitting on the right.

He seemed to have also changed into a suit of clothes, wearing a beautiful red robe, his face was red and extremely excited.

"Butler Su is here, and the glory is shining!"

The hearty laughter spread far and wide.

Feng Wuxiang, who had just entered the house, heard this and couldn't help but smile bitterly and sat down casually.

Damn it, it was so grand that a housekeeper came.

Butler Su is an old woman with a cold face and a strong sense of superiority in her eyes.

She said lightly: "Ming's head, don't be polite."

Ming Xiangcheng smiled and said in confusion: "Where is Miss Su? Why didn't she come?"

This is Feng Wuxiang's doubt. Since it is a wedding post, there must be someone who decides.

Butler Su snorted softly and said, "What a identity of my lady, how could she come to your Ming family?"

Feng Wuxiang frowned immediately. Just as he was about to speak, his hand was pressed on the table.

I saw Ming Xiangcheng solemnly said: "Be calm, a real man can bend and stretch, don't be impulsive."

Feng Wuxiang nodded. It seemed that his father was quite experienced in dealing with things.

Ming Xiangcheng still smiled and said slowly: "It's okay, then please ask Butler Su to take out the wedding post."

"Wedding post? What kind of wedding post?"

Mr. Su said: "I came here today, not because I was sending a wedding post, but because I was on behalf of the Su family to negotiate terms."

Speaking of this, she looked around and said disdainfully: "Otherwise, can I come to such a place?"

Feng Wuxiang's face darkened, and he subconsciously picked up the teacup, and the fucking housekeeper was so wild.

"No, let go."

Ming Xiangcheng pressed his voice and said, "I am not young anymore, why are you so reckless?"

Feng Wuxiang looked at him, and was a little surprised. He didn't expect that his father could even endure such ridicule. It seemed that he underestimated his wisdom and willpower.

"Control conditions?"

Ming Xiangcheng smiled a little reluctantly and whispered: "Have you agreed on all the conditions? All the bride price was given."

Butler Su said: "My lady is not satisfied with this bride price."

"Forty thousand taels of gold need to be added to 100,000 taels, and one hundred spirit stones need to be added to 500."

"In this way, the second son of the Ming family is qualified to enter the gate of my Su family."

Too much bullying!

Feng Wuxiang couldn't help it anymore and grabbed the teacup with his right hand again.

Alas? Where is my teacup?

When he turned around, he saw that Ming Xiangcheng had already held the teacup in his hand and smashed it hard to the ground.

His smile was gone, his face was twisted, and he shouted, "Add more money? There is no door!"

Feng Wuxiang was shocked, and his father finally became tough and he didn't want his son to be wronged. This is touching.

Butler Su's face was not good either, and he said in a deep voice: "Ming Xiangcheng, I came here sincerely to discuss this matter."

Ming Xiangcheng shouted: "No, you can discuss anything, but the money can't."

Speaking of this, his face changed and said, "My family Wuxiang can be the third child, even the fourth child, the fifth child, it's all small, and they don't exist anyway."

"But, I can't talk about the money issue, I'm missing a penny."

You...what did you say?

Feng Wuxiang widened his eyes.

I just praised you for your inexperience, wisdom, and willpower, and you don’t want your son to be wronged...

It turns out that you just care about money?

And the fourth and fifth brothers, is there anyone who cheated his son like this?

Butler Su said coldly, "You can't even get this number, so don't marry me. It's not right for the family and not good match."

"I think you all of you Ming's family..."

Before she finished speaking, her face suddenly changed and she closed her mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the Su family on the left also stood up and looked outside the house.

Hum? What's going on?

Feng Wuxiang narrowed his eyes and saw a man in white outside the door slowly walking in, his face as jade as a jade, his hair as a waterfall, his hands were holding his chest, and his temperament was extraordinary.

He didn't walk fast, but anyone could feel his aura, and even... his pupils had an inexplicable sense of depth.

The eldest son of the Ming family, Ming Ding.

The first genius of Zhongshan Kingdom, the martial arts double walls that are as famous as the eldest princess Fanleixi, have unfathomable cultivation and are the only reliance of the Ming family today.

It is precisely because of him that the Ming family can stay among the ranks of nobles.

Feng Wuxiang remembered this information and looked carefully, but found that he couldn't see the realm of this person clearly.

Damn, brother is so strong!

With such awesome people, my father's attitude is too humble. If you have a big brother to support everything, what are you afraid of?

Mingding walked in slowly, sat next to Feng Wuxiang, and said lightly: "What did Butler Su say just now? My Ming family is one by one, what's wrong?"

His tone was very calm and his expression was light and light, but he inexplicably gave people a sense of pressure.

Is this the confidence of the strong?

Butler Su smiled and said, "Young Master Mingding has come out of seclusion. I guess his cultivation has improved again, right? I'm confused for a while, please don't be surprised."

"Yeah?"

Mingding's slender fingers gently tapped the tabletop.

The members of the Su family slowly leaned towards Butler Su and took a defensive posture. One of the men in black was extremely tall and strong, with an expression that was extremely serious.

Butler Su took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "I want to give Mr. Mingding's face, after all, he is the only man who can be called a 'man' in ten years."

"I apologize for what I said just now, but the amount of the bride price is still not a single cent."

"Do you agree or not, think about it slowly!"

Okay, it's time for me to express my opinion.

Feng Wuxiang stood up and said, "No need to consider it, don't agree. Su Xianxian doesn't like me? Wrong, it's actually because I don't like her."

"I'm done, you guys get out!"

Butler Su's face changed and he said in surprise: "Rareless, you dare to disrespect my lady."

The man in black beside her pulled out the knife, revealing the murderous intent in his eyes.

"Ho! Interesting."

Mingding moved his right hand and a silver-white long sword was sacrificed.

For a moment, everyone changed their colors.

Ming Xiangcheng hurriedly said, "Ming Ding! Don't be impulsive!"

Ming Ding smiled and said, "It's so interesting that no one dared to draw his sword in front of me for a long time."

The man in black gritted his teeth and said sternly: "Mingding, everyone says you are the number one genius in Zhongshan. I have long wanted to try how strong you are!"

While speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, the big sword had appeared above Mingding's head and stopped steadily.

He was clear and expressionless, and did not move at all.

The man in black frowned, put away his big knife, clasped his fists and said, "So calm! You don't take my knife seriously at all! I admire you!"

"Stop!"

Ming Xiangcheng finally reacted and said anxiously: "Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth."

Butler Su narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Wuxiang, remember that you are disrespectful to my lady, let's go!"

She waved her sleeves and took the Su family members away.

Feng Wuxiang smiled disdainfully, then turned to look at Ming Xiangcheng, and saw that he was sweating heavily and his face was pale.
To be continued...
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