Fu Yanshen didn't even glance at his biological father, and said one word without any politeness: "Get lost."
Sheng Minghui gasped as Grandpa Sheng walked over, leaning on his cane.
"You brat, Qiaoqiao is now the princess of the Ye family. You don't acknowledge the Sheng family. What gives you, an orphan, the right to marry her? Even if she's willing and doesn't look down on you, you'll never be able to hold your head high in the Ye family!"
Fu Yanshen was drunk and completely irrational. He even tried to punch his own grandfather, but I managed to pull him back in time.
At that moment, I felt a powerful aura approaching.
Four exceptionally tall and wiry bodyguards escorted a man through the door. By the light, I could see my father's face.
When the elderly Sheng father and son saw him, they immediately greeted him with flattery.
"Mr. Sheng, I heard everything you just said." Dad refused the cigarette Sheng Minghui offered and walked over to me and Fu Yanshen.
He also smelled of alcohol.
"This kid, still drunk? His alcohol tolerance..." he asked me in a low voice, with a hint of disdain.
“He’s allergic to alcohol, and you still let him drink. I called you to tell you that.” I protested to my father.
He lit a cigarette, took a puff, glanced at me with doting eyes, and said, "My filial daughter, she's not even married yet, and you're already protecting her like this? Looks like I'll have to take back the household registration book."
Upon hearing this, I hugged Fu Yanshen even tighter.
The father smiled and then looked at the neglected father and son. "Mr. Sheng, the Ye family values Ah Shen as a person. We don't care about his background or origin."
Seeing my father defend Fu Yanshen like this warmed my heart and made me smile.
The elderly father and son of the Sheng family could only manage awkward, stiff smiles, unable to utter a word for a moment.
They're really good at patting themselves on the back. The Sheng family's strength and status are no match for the Ye family. Their advice to Fu Yanshen to acknowledge his ancestors is nothing more than an attempt to use him and climb up the social ladder to the Ye family.
As he moved along, leaning on his cane, Old Sheng said, “Secretary Ye, that’s true, but… people’s opinions are a fearsome thing. I think you, Secretary Ye, don’t want to be criticized for marrying a wild boy from a gangster background.”
When the old man's persuasion failed, he started making up stories about Fu Yanshen's background.
I got really angry and wanted to go up to him and say a few words.
"Who said my cousin came from a gangster background! Does your Sheng family really think the Qiao family is dead?"
Before you see him, you hear his voice.
A familiar female voice came from the doorway.
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