Chapter 435 Surrender

The two men were deadlocked for a while, neither of them willing to give in, and in the end Huang Weixuan was the first to admit defeat.

He couldn't help but accept it. Having his throat pinched was really uncomfortable and embarrassing. Putting aside the fact that he was Huang Boren's son, he had been in the entertainment industry abroad and had some fame.

What's become of him now? Being held tightly by a woman, unable to move, is that acceptable?

He had better admit defeat, otherwise if this silly woman's hand trembled and really hurt him, wouldn't that be bad luck? She was his great-grandmother's worthless sister, and if she killed his great-grandmother, she probably wouldn't even fart.

It would be a waste of life if you died.

No, the old man called him last night and said a lot of meaningful things. He told him to stay in China. Whether the Huang family can return to their roots in the future and whether the old man's coffin can be buried in his hometown all depends on him.

Suddenly he felt the weight of courage on his shoulders was very heavy, and he must work hard and listen to the old man's words.

Fulfill the old man’s long-cherished wish.

So nothing can happen to him, all because of the old man's trust in him.

Just admit defeat first. A real man can bend and stretch, and won't argue with a little woman.

As soon as Huang Weixuan let go, Zhuang Liya also let go. After all, this person was one of her eighteenth-generation descendants. If he was really hurt, she would not be able to explain.

She already felt guilty towards her Eighteenth, and was afraid that if she hurt anyone from Old Huang's family, her Eighteenth would have a hard time living.

"Forget it, a good woman doesn't fight with a man. Hurry up and drive to find my Eighteen. I'm almost starving. I need to eat."

Zhuang Liya glared at Huang Weixuan very fiercely, as if saying, "If you don't take me there, I'll kill you."

The young master, who seemed like a favored son of heaven, had now become a coachman. Huang Weixuan glared back at him and scolded him angrily: "Eat, eat, eat, all you know is to eat. As a woman, you can't even hold a kitchen knife, and you still have the nerve to say you want to eat?"

"Bang!" Zhuang Liya slapped Huang Weixuan's car seat and asked, "What's wrong with being a woman? What's wrong with not being able to use a kitchen knife? Who said women have to be able to cook? I can't, am I proud?"

After all, Zhuang Liya is a person who has experienced the future, and some of the words she blurts out are completely influenced by the future.

"If you're stupid, just say you're stupid. Why do you shamelessly say you can't do it? And you still dare to be proud?"

Huang Weixuan thought that this woman was mentally ill, so he started the car and sped off with his foot on the accelerator, intending to make the woman lose her balance and get scared.

result······

Very disappointed.

The woman sat firmly in the passenger seat, as if there was super glue under her butt, as still as a mountain.

Huang Weixuan was even more angry at this. Why couldn't he make this woman lose face? He couldn't beat her, he couldn't scold her, he couldn't punish her. Just thinking about it made him feel aggrieved.

When I see my grandmother later, I will definitely ask her to take this monster away. I will not serve you anymore.

"Why not? Why not?" Zhuang Liya's saliva almost splashed on Huang Weixuan's face. "I dare to do it. Just because I can't cook, why can't I be proud? That means I'm good in other things, and my talent isn't in cooking. I eat out for three meals a day, and the restaurant owners are very happy to see me, smiling like Maitreya Buddha."

Huang Weixuan slammed on the brakes deliberately, but still failed to throw Zhuang Liya off the passenger seat. She still sat there motionless, talking eloquently, explaining why she couldn't use a kitchen knife.

This made him even more angry: "You're not right, you're really good. When it comes to skills, how could my great-grandmother be any worse than you? Why is her cooking so delicious?

I thought you were her sister and would inherit her true teachings, but you turned out to be an idiot who can't even cut vegetables properly. And you still have the nerve to talk nonsense here, don't you feel embarrassed? "

"No!" Zhuang Liya said with an expression that said, "I can't do anything, but I'm still proud." "My Eighteen is a rare talent in the world. As long as she is willing, she will excel in everything she does."

Huang Weixuan, curious about her nickname, asked, "Why do you always call our grandmother Eighteen? What does it mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything. This is the agreement between us. I call her Eighteen and she calls me Twelve." Zhuang Liya turned her head to look out the car window. Thinking of her past life, she felt guilty.

I didn't dare face Huang Weixuan, for fear that he would see something.

After all, she still felt guilty, especially when facing her Eighteen.

If she had told Eighteen everything in her past life, perhaps she and her brother would not have died. Eighteen always had a precise understanding of things. She could basically tell what anyone was thinking just by looking at them.

After several attempts, it was always very accurate. At that time, she thought she could read minds or understand psychology, but Eighteen didn't admit anything.

Bai Yangfan: “······” I can analyze facial micro-expressions. This is my trump card. I haven’t told anyone, and naturally I won’t tell you either.

"Eighteen? Twelve? That sounds like someone from our family. My dad has a bunch of people with numbers as their names. I didn't expect you to be one too." A smile flickered in Huang Weixuan's eyes. "No wonder Grandma became the Grandma of our Huang family. It turns out it was destined."

Zhuang Liya turned around in shock, looking at him as if he were a fool. "You think so? Huang Weixuan! Are you crazy? How can you always link my Eighteenth Child to your Huang family's great-grandmother in everything?"

"What did I say wrong?" The anger that had just subsided for a minute suddenly flared up. "Zhuang Liya! Can you think more logically? My great-grandmother's name is Eighteen, and many people in my family also use numbers as code names. Isn't that fate? Then what is fate?"

Zhuang Liya retorted righteously, "Fate, what the hell? My Eighteen has a name. Her name is Bai Yangfan. I gave her the nickname on my own initiative. It has nothing to do with anyone else, including your Huang family. I'm the only one who can call her Eighteen."

This is a bit unreasonable. What do you mean by a nickname that only she can use? What nonsense is this? What if someone else calls her that? Will she die? It's childish, ridiculous, and stupid.

"Hahaha!" Huang Weixuan sneered and stepped on the accelerator again. This time, he finally scared Zhuang Liya so much that she almost fell down. He laughed out loud. "Aren't you afraid of making people laugh when you say that? Why is it that you have to call my great-grandmother by her nickname? It's hilarious. Are you crazy? How dare you say that?"

He deliberately retaliated against the words Zhuang Liya had said to him before, and vowed to make this woman so angry that she would jump to her feet. Who made her angry with him for no reason?

"Why can't I say it? This was our agreement. If you don't believe me, you can go ask my Eighteen and ask if I told a lie."