As long as he compares Ye Hao and Luo Shaorong carefully, Zheng Man'er will naturally know what choice he should make.
Zheng Jun also said: "Actually, we have long wanted to kick out Ye Hao, our heretic son-in-law!"
"They have been married for three years, and his marriage to Man'er is only in name only!"
"It's a pity that for so long, due to some strange combination of circumstances, the matter of expelling him has gone to nothing!"
"But I definitely won't let it go this time!"
When Luo Shaorong heard these words, he immediately felt relieved.
Marrying Zheng Maner was not only because of her looks, but also because she could take this opportunity to establish a relationship with the Tang family.
The Tang family is probably the weakest among the five first-class families in Yangcheng.
But the Tang family is a family of officials.
Being able to become the grandson-in-law of the Tang family will definitely enhance his status in the Luo family for Luo Shaorong.
This is also the real reason why he is so active.
While chatting and laughing, a group of people had arrived at the front entrance outside Baiyun.
This place has already been crowded with people.
Although many people want to participate in today's ceremony, there may not be even one person out of a hundred who holds an invitation letter.
There are even many media broadcasting live outside Baiyun Courtyard at this moment.
After all, today is a large gathering of the upper class circles in Yangcheng.
Those who can enter the scene are definitely big shots.
At this moment, Zheng Jun and Tang Ling were following Luo Shaorong, looking left and right as they walked forward, enjoying the admiring looks of everyone around them.
There are many security guards guarding the door at the moment.
These security guards were all temporarily transferred from Tang Dao Camp, but they just put on ordinary suits.
But even so, Ye couldn't hide the aura of the King of Soldiers in these sergeants.
Because of the presence of this group of people, no one dared to cause trouble at all.
Instead, everyone carefully and obediently checked the invitation letter.
Soon, we arrived at Luo Shaorong.
He handed over the invitation letter casually and was ready to enter.
But at this time, the staff member frowned slightly and stretched out his hand to stop Luo Shaorong.
"Sir, there is something wrong with your invitation letter and we are not allowed in!"
Luo Shaorong himself was shocked: "This is impossible! Do you know who I am? I am Luo Shaorong from the Luo family! This invitation was taken from the Luo family, how could it be fake!?"
The staff member said coldly: "I don't want to say it a second time."
Luo Shaorong's expression changed again and again, he definitely couldn't just let it go.
If you can't get in, it's just a small matter that you can't please Zheng Jun and Tang Ling.
The key is that he loses face!
What’s more, the Luo family’s face was lost!
After all, there were countless people watching at the scene.
And there are media reporters live broadcast.
Once they really can't enter the scene, the Luo family will lose their face.
Luo Shaorong shouted at this moment: "You guys better open your eyes for me. How could someone like me use a fake invitation letter!? You must have made a mistake!"
"If we big guys like us can't get in because of your fault, can you bear the consequences?"
The staff member sneered.
These people used to be the second-generation ancestors of big families across Daxia, and now they are iron-blooded warrior kings with great achievements in battle.
What I hate the most are these silly and deceitful comparisons.
At this moment, he waved his hand and immediately saw a dozen sergeants in black suits walking over.