The knock on the door seemed to be a sign.

Everyone's eyes were focused on it, full of curiosity.

Mrs. An and An Xuehai were pleasantly surprised. The person they were waiting for finally arrived.

It's Gu Yao!

It must be Gu Ning!

When Mrs. An went to open the door, she was held down by An Xuehai.

He couldn't wait to pull An Yiping over, who had been carefree and silent since entering the ward, and said loudly, "It must be Auntie's descendant. Yiping, didn't you say you like her the most and want to get engaged to her?"

Why don’t you go meet your future wife soon?”

As soon as he said this, the whole place fell silent.

Let Liao Guqiu's descendants be the future wives of the ignorant An Yiping?

An Xuehai really dares to think!

Mrs. An even wished she could eat her stepson alive, An Xuehai. How dare he have such an idea?

If Gu Yao is really asked to marry An Yiping, can Gu Yao still obey them?

The answer is no.

She knew that when things got to this point, the key issue was not An Xuehai, but An Lao who was lying on the hospital bed. She subconsciously looked at An Lao and took the hand, but found that the old man who should have been furious had a quiet look on his face, not showing any signs of it.

What happened?

"Lao An?" Her voice rose a little higher.

An Xuehai sneered, "Mom, please stop calling me daddy. Yiping and Auntie's granddaughter are in love and love each other. No one you call can change this fact." After a pause, he pushed An Yi, who was standing still.

Ping, "Isn't that right, Yi Ping?"

An Yiping's careless face showed a bit of reluctance, "Yes!"

An Xuehai's elegant face instantly beamed with joy, and he urged, "Why don't you bring your wife back soon and get to know your grandfather? We can be considered a kiss!"

He could almost expect that when the door opened, Gu Ning would stand there cutely and be used by him.

only.

After the door opened, the person standing outside was revealed.

Everyone at the scene was stunned, as if in dead silence.

——There were a dozen beggars in tattered clothes and dirty smells. They were holding bowls and plates and beating on the ground.

I don’t know who covered her nose and laughed first, “Xuehai, is this the wife you have chosen for your son?”

"Is this the girl who likes Yi Ping?"

"There are a lot of people here!"

Someone else glanced at An Yiping's lower body and said, "Your Yiping's taste is really strong!"

Fall in love with these old, smelly and dirty old beggars and make a private life-long commitment?

An Yiping is a young man after all, only twenty years old, with a strong self-esteem. He blushed and stared at his father An Xuehai in disbelief, "Dad, are you going to order something like this for me?"

He also said that the other party is extremely beautiful and has a good figure, but the result? That’s it? That’s it? A bunch of female beggars who can be fucked?

An Xuehai seemed not to have heard anything. He stared blankly at the dozen or so female beggars blocking the door of the ward.

Where is Gu Ning?

Where is Gu Ning?

Where is his beautiful and charming daughter-in-law Gu Ning?

Why are there more than ten dirty, smelly and old female beggars?

An Xuehai wanted to pass out, but no, the stench coming from in front of him really told him that Gu Ning didn't come, and she also invited a dozen female beggars to ruin the place!

It would be fine if it were normal, but there were still many big bosses in Anzhou City standing in the ward, whom he personally invited to dig holes for Gu Ning and block Gu Ning's escape route.

result!

Gu Ning's escape route was not blocked, but his escape route was probably blocked!

He almost didn't dare to think about how the circle would view An Xuehai after today?

Who else's lesbian would marry the second wife of the An family?

Gu Ning! Gu Ning! Gu Ning!

How dare Gu Ning harm him like this!!

An Xuehai wished he could eat Gu Ning alive.

Compared with Gu Ning, what needs to be solved more urgently is the group of stinky beggars in front of him.

He didn't dare to look at the way everyone looked at him, and his face turned pale with anger, as if he was about to have a heart attack. He raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at the female beggar, "I don't know you, get out of here!"

Only if they leave quickly can this farce end quickly.

The leading female beggar was not afraid at all. She proudly held the broken bowl and asked, "Is this the 501 Anjia Ward? Is it Comrade An Xuehai?"

"yes!"

Mrs. An asked hurriedly, she almost laughed out loud.

This stepson is really good at what he does.

She could almost predict that after today, the old man would completely hate him.

As soon as he heard Mrs. An's answer, An Xuehai immediately stared, "No, no." He endured his disgust and stretched out his hand to push the person out.

Trying to save the last bit of face.

The female beggar refused to leave. They pulled at the door frame and asked loudly, "Comrade An Xuehai, you asked us to be your daughters-in-law. Which one of the thirteen of us do you like?"

“Take your pick!”

As the female beggar finished speaking, the whole place fell silent.

Thirteen female beggars, each one is dirtier than the last one, each one is smellier than the last one, and each one is crooked and older than the last one!

People like them were not considered well-matched, but it was the first time they chose a daughter-in-law from among female beggars.

An Xuehai's vision went dark. He picked up the table legs at the door and smashed them on the female beggars. His face was ferocious and terrifying, "I have never asked you to be my daughter-in-law. Get out of here, get out of here!"

The female beggars screamed, and Mrs. An enjoyed watching them. She pretended to persuade An Xuehai, who was about to beat them up, and pretended to persuade them, "Xuehai, it is wrong to beat people, let alone the person who comes here is a guest."

, since you invited them here, just listen to what they have to say?"

"Old Immortal, are you the one who invited me to frame me?" An Xuehai was so angry that he lost his mind and spoke without hesitation.

"I'm not alive anymore!" Mrs. An, who was scolded, turned pale, slapped her in the face, and cried, "If this is your sister's descendant, Yiping's daughter-in-law, I think you are going to

I made my sister angry, made my old man angry to death, and made Yiping angry and shortened his life. In the end, you still framed me and scolded me, which is really unfilial!"

This slap woke An Xuehai up. He thought of what he had said before and immediately hurriedly made amends, "Dad, it's not -" I didn't mean to scold him.

These are not Auntie's descendants.

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted again by Mrs. An. She was crying and speaking for An Xuehai, "Old man, don't be angry. Xuehai didn't mean to find the wrong person, nor did he mean to scold.

I will never die."

Mr. An's face was already livid, "I think this is not a surprise you gave me, but a shock!"

An Xuehai was struck by lightning. If he couldn't even grasp the old man's love, his second wife would have no place in the An family.

He hurriedly explained, "Dad, listen to me, I'm being tricked. It's not them I'm looking for, it's Gu——" Ning.

Before the word could be finished, she was interrupted again by Mrs. An. She shed tears and pressed forward, "I know, you mean Gu Yao, right?" She raised her eyebrows and said in a more stern tone, "This

You're too late, I've already found out that Gu Yao is my sister's descendant."

After a pause, she was full of confidence, "Xuehai, unlike you, mother does all the wrong things and is unfilial. Gu Yao's blood type report is panda blood, but it is the same as the old man. I have already given the test report to the old man.

, you can’t go wrong for sure!”

The female beggar next to her spoke again, "Are you Comrade Lin Cuiying?"

Mrs. An stopped wiping her tears with her hands. She had a bad guess in her mind and looked up.

Seeing the beggar's eyes shining brightly, they all handed over the paper they were holding in their hands, and said in an urgent tone, "I heard that you are looking for someone with the panda blood type to pretend to be a relative for a hundred yuan a day? Do you think we can do it?"

"

Mrs. An, "?"

Mrs. An, "??"

Mrs. An, "???"

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" She retorted subconsciously.

"How is that possible? The notices posted outside are all ready-made." There was a female beggar who knew how to read, so she read out the leaflet, "Today we need ten people with panda blood type, pretending to be descendants of the An family. If they succeed, they can leap over the dragon's gate.
To be continued...