Jiang Mingbin is a typical bully who only bullies the weak and fears the strong. When he saw that the Fu family members were protecting Jiang Yuman, even though he was furious, he could only shut up reluctantly.
Because he was embarrassed, he even pretended to look back.
That's right,
Chu Yuzhou and Jiang Wanxia just came out of the house.
As a married couple, they both dressed up specially today and looked very well matched standing together. However, Chu Yuzhou's expression was very dull, without any joy of a married couple.
But he basically had this expression when he was outside, and other people didn't notice anything wrong, as their eyes were all attracted by Madam.
"After all, she is from the labor union. Her temperament is different." Someone at the main table said with a smile.
"Yuzhou, you are so lucky."
Those who didn't know the truth nodded in agreement, except Wei Qing, who looked at Jiang Wanxia's shy expression and curled her lips in silence.
He was punished for being disloyal in the labor union and made a fool of himself during the performance of the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe. How could Chuzhou be considered lucky to marry her?
If she really had to say who was the lucky one here, she would only recognize Captain Fu. After all, she thought Jiang Yuman was good in every way.
Facing the praise from the crowd, Xu Yajun waved his hands and said, "Dancing performances are just hobbies for young people. They are not serious things and should not be taken seriously."
Her idea was simple. Jiang Wanxia had too many dark histories, and she didn't want to mention her daughter-in-law's experience as a military soldier.
But it didn't matter to other people, but Ji Fangshu felt uncomfortable when she heard these words.
The Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe is her lifelong career, and art soldiers are an important presence recognized by the army, so why are they not formal?
The annual grand consolation performance, isn't it important at all?
That's right, maybe in Xu Yajun's opinion, it really is not important. Otherwise, she wouldn't spread the news and indirectly ruin the reputation of Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe.
Recalling all this, with all the old hatreds and grudges, Ji Fangshu said with a fake smile: "Yajun, you can't say that. The art soldiers are very important."
After a pause, he added, "Besides, if it weren't for our Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe, how could we have met them in Yuzhou?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
Chu Yuzhou's public embrace of a female soldier was an unspoken scandal in the compound, and they all deliberately avoided mentioning it.
I didn't expect that the Xu family would have internal strife, but it was my aunt Ji Fangshu who spoke out directly.
For a moment, the expressions of Xu Yajun and his wife, Chu Yuzhou and Jiang Wanxia all froze.
"Sister-in-law is right," Xu Yajun said after a moment, adjusting his mood. "Speaking of which, it is thanks to you and the scriptwriter that Wanxia was given the opportunity to perform."
How dare she say this?
Other people around thought they were hallucinating and looked incredulous!
Everyone knows that during the extra-large military region performance, the scriptwriter of the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe was Teacher Xin.
As soon as the plagiarism incident was exposed, Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe and 㫧心 were pushed to the forefront, and no one knew how many people were talking about them behind their backs.
Xu Yajun pushed out the disgraced teacher Xin in front of so many people, which was undoubtedly a slap in Ji Fangshu's face.
These two sisters-in-law seemed to be on good terms with each other before, but they showed no mercy when it came to exposing each other's past.
For a moment, everyone at the table looked at Xu Qing.
How could he still sit still when his cousin and his wife were arguing like this?
As it turned out, Xu Qing could indeed sit still.
He has always played the role of a good guy, but this time, for the first time ever, he did not step forward to stop it.
However, Chu Yanlong glanced at Xu Yajun, with a clear warning in his eyes.
Xu Yajun didn't care. He felt happy when he saw Ji Fangshu, whose chest was heaving with anger.
He even raised his glass and said to his daughter-in-law beside him: "Wanxia, this is your uncle and aunt."
"Uncle, aunt." Jiang Wanxia spoke obediently.
Ji Fangshu picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and responded lightly.
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