Is He Flirting With Me?

When they met again, he recognized her at a glance. On the surface, he remained still, but secretly, he had already fixed his gaze on her.

Zhang Moyan never expected the man she saved three y...

Chapter 390 Are you still afraid that they will use their feudal and old-fashioned tactics?

Zhang Moyan knew what he was saying without even hearing it. It was definitely a plea to the family elders for punishment. After he finished speaking and waited for a moment, Xiao Yanzhen raised his hand again and hit Xiao Xingyu hard with the board.

Wow! There was a deafening roar of thunder, and heavy rain poured down. The raindrops fell on the car window like beans, and soon the vision became blurred.

"They can't hit him... they can't hit him," Zhang Moyan sobbed and grabbed Yuan Hongying, kneeling in front of her and begging heartbreakingly, "Can you help me get Xiaowa to open the door? Please, I can't let Xingyu face this alone. It's all my fault. I can't watch him get beaten. His family rules will beat him to death!"

Yuan Hongying's eyes reddened as she sobbed. After a moment's struggle, she raised her body and sighed, "Dare to take responsibility for your actions. I didn't expect Xiao Xingyu to be such a man of integrity... Yanzu, please open the door!"

“Thank you…thank you!” Zhang Moyan turned around and anxiously tugged at the door handle. “Xiao Wa, please!”

Xiaowa clenched his palms and pressed the master control button.

The door lock fell with a click, and almost at the same second Zhang Moyan opened the door and rushed into the pouring rain.

"Xingyu!" Zhang Moyan threw herself in front of the Xiao family's gate, pushed Xiao Yanzhen away with all her might, and helped Xiao Xingyu, who had just been hit by a stick, to her feet, hugging him. "Why are you so stupid? Why are you trying to coax me? We are husband and wife, and we should shoulder the consequences together. Do you think I'm afraid of being beaten? I'm telling you, I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid at all!"

The little aunt turned from hugging her father's thigh and banged on the door: "Guo Tao, please open the door, it's been fourteen strokes, Xingyu is dying!"

Zhang Moyan was frightened out of her wits.

The heavy rain soaked the two of them. Xiao Xingyu's mouth was covered in blood. He leaned on Zhang Moyan's shoulder and muttered in frustration, "...I knew Xiaowa would fail in his duties..."

Zhang Moyan felt pained, angry, and anxious: "You're still talking like this!"

With a creak, the heavy door slowly opened. Xiao Guotao, Xiao Weizhou, Xiao Weijiang, Xiao Huai, and her grandmother were all standing behind the high threshold.

"Grandpa," Xiao Xingyu immediately stood up and crawled forward upon seeing Xiao Guotao, "I was unfilial and stubbornly pursued the descendants of the Chen family. Mo Yan was forced by me. I took advantage of the opportunity and dragged her into the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate! I have committed the sin of betraying my ancestors. You can punish me however you want, but Mo Yan and I must be together."

Zhang Moyan was so heartbroken that she curled up into a ball. Thousands of words wanted to burst out of her mouth, but facing the Xiao family members who were lined up like a mountain, and the right and wrong and grudges of several generations, she couldn't say a word.

Because it is absolutely impossible for her to give up being with Xiao Xingyu.

The rain poured down in torrents, as violent as a waterfall, and the thunder rumbled, so noisy as if it had been bustling for thousands of years. It seemed as if the world was waiting for a great judgment.

"Marriage is a good thing..."

After a long while, Xiao Guotao's old voice made the final decision.