Fortunately, Li Yuanlang reacted very quickly, raised his hand and grabbed Ye Wenqi's wrist, and said angrily: "I saved you with good intentions, but you retaliated by slapping me. Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"You just took the wrong medicine." Ye Wenqi asked: "Honestly, did you see me..." She thought for a while, "Did you see my something?"

Seeing Ye Wenqi shrugging and trembling, Li Yuanlang understood immediately.

He spread his hands in denial and said, "I'm not a clairvoyant. What can I see? Don't bite Lu Dongbin and make false accusations against good people."

"Hmph!" Ye Wenqi pouted: "I'm sorry you don't dare!"

Li Yuanlang smiled bitterly and said: "Miss Ye Er, I don't dare, but there are people who dare. You'd better punish the cowardly boy first."

At the mention of Zhang Meng, Ye Wenqi raised her thick eyebrows, raised her eyes and roared: "Where is that bastard Zhang Meng? Where is he!"

"Just in the living room." Li Yuanlang gestured with his lips, and Ye Wenqi immediately went straight to the outside living room.

Seeing her fussy look, Li Yuanlang really couldn't figure out whether Ye Wenqi was really drunk or fake.

It felt like she was really drunk with false awakenings, and false awakenings with real drunkenness. Maybe she was half-drunk and half-awake, drifting in and out of consciousness.

At this time, Zhang Meng was like a dead pig, his eyes were closed tightly, his short stubble hair was still stained with vase stubble, and he was lying motionless on his back.

After a few "snaps", Ye Wenqi sat on Zhang Meng, rolled up her arms and sleeves, and opened her bow left and right to slap a few big mouths.

He couldn't stop cursing and greeting all the eighteen generations of Zhang Meng's ancestors, plus kittens, puppies, chickens and ducks.

Unexpectedly, this free-spirited Miss Ye Er still has a way of scolding people, and she doesn't use the same style.

After a series of blows, Zhang Meng screamed "wuwu" and was about to wake up.

Ye Wenqi didn't stop doing anything, and simply aimed a left hook at his temple. The guy groaned and fell unconscious again.

After venting her anger, Ye Wenqi didn't give up. She got up and started looking for things in the living room.

Li Yuanlang hurriedly asked her what she was looking for?

"Scissors." Ye Wenqi lowered her head and muttered: "What a broken place, there is not even a scissor."

"What are you going to do?"

"What are you doing!" Ye Wenqi responded angrily: "You Zhang Meng, sister, I wanted to test you, but you really dare to take advantage of me, sister. Humph, I have to destroy him, so as not to harm others."

Li Yuanlang was immediately surprised. Miss Ye Er really dared to think that she could really do it.

I thought it would be okay to give Zhang Meng a beating to let her vent her anger, but unexpectedly Ye Wenqi was even more bold.

If it really leads to a murder, the Ye family will be in trouble.

No! Never act on impulse.

Li Yuanlang stopped him and said: "Wen Qi, punishing Zhang Meng does not necessarily mean making him crippled. There are other ways."

"What can I do?" Ye Wenqi looked at Li Yuanlang with wide eyes.

Li Yuanlang folded his arms and looked at the unconscious Zhang Meng. He thought for a moment and asked, "Can you draw anything?"

Ye Wenqi was puzzled, "Draw something? Draw what?"

"Bastard, or piglet or puppy, whatever you like to draw, just draw it on his face."

Ye Wenqi immediately realized that what Li Yuanlang meant was to make random graffiti on Zhang Meng's face that needed a beating to make him look ugly. This was much more fun than injuring him.

"Okay, sister, I have practiced painting since I was a child, and it comes in handy." Ye Wenqi found a box of watercolor pens, took it directly, and half-crouched in front of Zhang Meng.

Then he took out a black pen, looked at it, and first drew a little tortoise on one side of Zhang Meng's cheekbone.

Not to mention, Miss Ye Er really has some talent for painting. She can draw the little tortoise very well, especially the little tail, which is very vivid.

"Well, draw another one here..." Ye Wenqi held her chin and thought for a while, "Draw another piece of shit, draw a pig head here, he originally looks like a pig, and then draw a skull..."

While talking to herself, Ye Wenqi used various watercolor pens to scribble on Zhang Meng's face. Soon, she had painted a big painted face for Zhang Meng, which was colorful and had everything.

After finishing the painting, Ye Wenqi stood up and looked at her masterpiece carefully.

Suddenly remembering it, she threw the pen to Li Yuanlang and said, "Hey, you can also draw one to relieve your hatred."

Li Yuanlang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This face has been painted all over your face, so there's no room left.

"Here, the tip of the nose is still empty, you draw here."

"Okay." Li Yuanlang thought for a while, and turned his resentment towards Zhang Meng into the paintbrush in his hand, painting the tip of Zhang Meng's nose into a big black dot.

It made Ye Wenqi laugh and clapped her hands.

Well, Li Yuanlang's addition made Zhang Meng's already gaudy face even more comedic, making it very funny.

After finishing their work, Li Yuanlang saw that Zhang Meng was about to wake up, so he and Ye Wenqi quickly left.

If the two of them stayed here, Zhang Meng would notice something unusual, and his big painted face would not be able to show its effect.

Speaking of Zhang Meng, when he woke up with his eyes open, the top of his head hurt, and his cheeks also had burning pain.

What's going on?

He vaguely remembered that he was hit by someone in the dark. When he was in a daze, someone seemed to hit him in the mouth.

He wanted to go to the bathroom and take a look in the mirror, but then he received a cell phone call from his aunt Xue Lu.

I asked him where he was and made several phone calls but didn't answer. He asked him to go back quickly.

Zhang Meng dared to offend anyone, but he was afraid of his aunt. For some reason, Zhang Meng felt uncomfortable when he saw Xue Lu, especially her gloomy face.

He didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly got up from the ground. Before leaving, he didn't forget to check the back bedroom. Ye Wenqi was not there?

Unable to care so much, Zhang Meng hurriedly walked out of the room.

The strange thing is that I happened to meet a young waitress on the road. Not to mention, the girl was quite distinctive and her round apple face was very cute.

The key is that when Apple Face saw Zhang Meng, he was startled at first, then covered his mouth and snickered.

Really? Could it be that I am handsome again and attract girls’ attention?

Zhang Meng couldn't help but straighten his body, raised his chin, and waved to the girl in a cheeky manner: "Hi!"

As a result, when he did this, he made Apple Face laugh so hard that he couldn't help but burst into laughter. He doubled over from laughing and his stomach hurt from laughing.

No? Zhang Meng is no longer confident. Am I really so popular?

He was full of doubts and confidence, and went straight to the elevator regardless of the pain in his head and mouth.

Several other men and women waiting for the elevator couldn't help laughing when they saw Zhang Meng.

It made Zhang Meng laugh so hard. How could he suddenly become a pistachio? Everyone who looked at him laughed, and his smile was so wild.

Until he walked to the door of the banquet hall, he met many people one after another, pointing at him, laughing so hard, and some even slapped their thighs.

Finally, his aunt Xue Lu saw him. When she saw his appearance, she did not laugh, but shouted angrily: "What's going on with you? Who painted you with a big painted face?"

ah!

Zhang Meng was immediately confused. He quickly took out his phone and set it to the selfie function. When he saw the result, he almost lost his breath and had a heart attack.

Who the hell is this? Who did this?

I didn't care about getting angry and ran towards the bathroom quickly.

Here, Li Yuanlang first took Ye Wenqi to her car and did not return to the banquet hall until the car left.

At this time, Gu Zhengchuan and Gu Zhenggang just walked out of it. Gu Zhengchuan looked at him without saying anything and walked over directly.

Instead, Gu Zhenggang said: "Yuen Long, my eldest brother and I went back first. There is our car at the door. Your father-in-law is talking to Secretary Wang Minghong. If you want to wait for him, you can leave later."

"I'll wait a moment. Thank you, second uncle." Li Yuanlang replied.

Li Yuanlang saw from a distance that many guests were leaving slowly. Wang Minghong's wife, Xue Lu, Ye Qingrou and Wang Song had been standing at the door to see them off.

This is the proper etiquette.

The male host greets and the hostess bids farewell, which is the traditional way of greeting and farewell for their big family.

Ye Qingrou was already showing signs of tiredness, and counting, the engagement ceremony had lasted for three hours.

Just entertaining the guests and friends was enough to keep her busy. Fortunately, as the ceremony came to an end, the guests and friends left one after another, which gave her some relief.

And Wang Song took good care of her.

Marry a man, marry a man, dress and eat. These seemingly simple proverbs have many profound meanings behind them.

As the saying goes, marry someone who loves you more than someone you love.

And Wang Song is not only the person Ye Qingrou loves, but also the person who loves her.

Li Yuanlang didn't bother his sister, he just stood at a distance and looked at her. That was enough.

Dinglingling...
Chapter completed!