The Maybach drove away, leaving He Zhengjun alone and messy in the cold wind.
Even before the two families had any plans to marry, Guan Wenfeng was very respectful to him, but now he not only ignored him, but also called him He rudely.
He recalled a saying, what does it mean for a woman to marry two husbands?
Damn it, the old man must have failed to handle the matter between his daughter and Qin Feng well and let Xiao Guan know about it, otherwise how could he be so angry.
Thinking of this, he quickly walked into the door.
By coincidence, I happened to meet Wei Qingtian who was returning from a stroll. The old man was a little embarrassed because he was betrayed by his granddaughter.
"Dad, what happened? Why did Xiaoguan leave in a rage?" he asked.
The old man glanced at him and snorted: "He will leave after being beaten. It's none of my business. It's better if he leaves, so as not to continue beating my granddaughter's attention."
Uncle He's heart skipped a beat, the old man's attitude was wrong.
Wei Qingtian was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked towards the living room. Uncle He didn't dare to ask any more questions and could only follow behind with a low eyebrow.
The old man has a bad temper, and everyone in the family is well aware of it. Except for He Muqing, the apple of his eye, no one dares to disobey his ideas, let alone question him face to face or speak to him loudly.
As soon as he arrived in the living room, he saw his daughter sitting in Qin Feng's arms, and the two were having an affair.
"The old man is back. You are really admirable. You still insist on morning exercises at such an old age." Young Master Qin said with a smile.
"Stop being so talkative." Wei Qingtian said angrily, and at the same time ordered breakfast to be served in the kitchen.
The old man thinks that he only exercises in the morning because he is older. If I were thirty years younger, I would definitely sleep until midnight like you.
Uncle He's face turned ugly. It seemed that he had guessed correctly. Instead of beating the two ducks, the old man created opportunities for them.
Because she was going to have breakfast, Miss He got up from Young Master Qin's arms and greeted Uncle He: "Dad, are you okay if you come here so early?"
Uncle He finally reached the breaking point and raised his voice an octave: "What on earth is going on? Why did Xiaoguan leave angrily? What excessive words did you say and what excessive things did you do?"
This you include not only the two children, but also Wei Qingtian.
The old man frowned, but he didn't speak.
Qin Feng was the first to speak: "Uncle, what do you think we will say? Qingqing and I just did what we should do, showed him how much we love each other, and finally moved the boy named Guan to the point of bursting into laughter. The son’s blessings are here for us.”
"Shut up." He Zhengjun stopped him, and then asked his daughter: "You tell me, don't lie."
He Muqing shrugged: "What Xiaofeng said is exactly what I want to say. Things are not as complicated as you think."
"You're bluffing me." Uncle He's tone became higher and higher.
"Shut up," the old man yelled at him, "This is my home, I'm not dead yet, it's not your turn to give orders."
"Yes, I was wrong. I was a little excited." Uncle He quickly admitted his mistake to his father-in-law. It was quite tragic for his son-in-law to do such a good job.
Wei Qingtian snorted: "Can't you just say it nicely? You're in your forties or fifties and you get angry easily. You think you're great."
Uncle He nodded like a fool: "Dad, I was wrong, I shouldn't have gotten angry."
To say the least, he was miserable. Since he became the old man's son-in-law, this was the first time he spoke loudly and was scolded.
"If you have anything to do, go to the dinner table and tell me. You've already eaten, right? Then just wait in the living room." The old man walked straight towards the dining room.
Uncle He watched helplessly as the three of them began to eat breakfast. He wanted to say that he didn't eat either, but he could only wait hungry.
At the dinner table, Wei Qingtian, the young master of Qin, was amused after few words.
The old man glanced calmly in the direction of the living room and whispered: "What are you going to do? He Zhengjun has a stubborn temper. It may be difficult for you to deal with him."
Qin Feng said with a smile: "You are still in charge, old man. Just now you roared like a lion, and Uncle He immediately withered. As long as you keep talking, will he dare to object?"
"Then he wouldn't dare." The old man also smiled and said, "But what good will it do to me?"
"Didn't I give you three bottles of Drunken Immortal Wine yesterday?" Mr. Qin's eyes widened.
The old man also glared: "Yesterday is yesterday, today is today, yesterday's three bottles of wine, in exchange for me turning a blind eye to you two, has nothing to do with today, Xiaofeng, you are also a businessman , Is there any good thing in this world where an investment can benefit you for life? Why don’t you ask me to do something again today without having to pay a new price?”
Young Master Qin secretly cursed the profiteer and said with a smile: "Whatever you want, just say no. As for beating around the bush like this."
The old man chuckled: "Give me two more bottles of Drunken Fairy Wine."
He Meili wanted to say that Qin Feng actually had no less than three thousand bottles, so why didn't he just kill him, but then she thought about it, she was now a member of the Qin family and couldn't turn her elbows away, so she chose to remain silent.
It's obvious that Miss He has fully entered the role.
Mr. Qin agreed: "No problem, two bottles, right? Is that enough? Otherwise, I will always give you a few bottles during every new year and festival in the future."
"That's great." The old man patted his chest and said, "Just leave the rest to me. If He dares not to listen to a few words, I will skin him."
The old man was indeed domineering, and Mr. Qin gave him a thumbs up.
Uncle He was on pins and needles in the living room, because he still didn't know what the old man really thought, and on the surface, the old man's attitude towards Qin Feng was much better than towards him.
Half an hour later, the three of them walked to the living room together.
The old man said directly: "Zhengjun, if nothing happens, you can go back."
"Ah." Uncle He was stunned. Was this an eviction order?
"Ah, what, don't worry about Xiaoqing's affairs." The old man said again.
Uncle He encouraged himself in his heart and said: "Dad, Xiaoqing is my daughter, how can I ignore it? What is going on? Can you tell me the truth?"
The old man glared at him and hummed: "You want to hear the truth, right? The truth is that neither Xiaoqing nor I have a crush on Guan Wenfeng. That guy is too hypocritical. He is simply a born politician, but we all have a crush on him." If I marry Xiaofeng, he will be my grandson-in-law from now on, do you hear me clearly?"
The uncle had expected this result, but when Wei Qingtian said it himself, he still found it unacceptable.
The old man didn't give him any room for negotiation, and said impatiently: "You already know everything you want to know. Why don't you leave? Do you want to stay with me for lunch? I have no intention of inviting you, Xiao Feng Xiao Qing, let's have lunch with grandpa. I'm happy today, let's have a few sips."