Dong Feiran was so angry that his whole body was shaking, his face was ashen. He suppressed his inner anger and said in a deep voice: "Master Wuchen, don't you think your wife is too much? My daughter is still a virgin, and you insulted her as an oiran. How can she get married? You must be responsible for my daughter in this matter!"

He was worried that he had no chance to marry his daughter to her, so how could he let go of such a great opportunity?

In mainland China, women still attach great importance to their reputation, and if they are insulted like this, they will definitely ask the man to give an explanation.

"Responsible? Responsible for what?" Ye Wuchen chuckled as his slender fingers lightly touched the edge of the teacup. But that smile was cold and gloomy, as if it came from hell. "You said she was stunningly beautiful. Isn't that calling your daughter an otaku? The word 'stunning' is extremely inappropriate."

Dong Feiran's eyes darkened. It seemed that Ye Wuchen would not be so easily deceived. He had to think of other ways...

"Daddy, who are they?" Dong Linger's eyes turned and fell on Ye Wuchen. There was an innocent light in her eyes, and she was ignorant of the world.

"This is Ye Wuchen," Dong Feiran sighed, "and that is his wife..."

Dong Ling'er blinked her big eyes, with a lovely smile on her delicate face. When she grinned, her two fangs were exposed, making her face look even more charming.

"Are you Ye Wuchen, the person who has been rumored to be so popular recently? But you just said that I am an oiran? What is an oiran? Are you praising me for being beautiful?"

“Puff!”

Hearing this, the guests all tried hard to suppress their laughter. They didn't know whether Dong Ling'er was really innocent or just pretending to be stupid. If she was pretending to be stupid, they had to say that this woman acted too successfully...

"Ye Wuchen, you are so handsome. Can I call you Brother Wuchen?" Dong Ling'er did not notice the man's gloomy face and smiled innocently.

Ye Wuchen clenched his fists tightly, his handsome face was ashen, and he could not suppress the rage that came out of his throat: "Get out!"

The word "get out" stunned Dong Ling'er. Tears sparkled in her eyes. She bit her lips tightly and looked at Ye Wuchen with pitiful eyes.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, Dong Ling'er ran towards Dong Feiran, threw herself into his arms, and sobbed, "Daddy, he yelled at me..."

"Don't cry, Ling'er. Daddy will take care of it for you later," Dong Feiran patted Dong Ling'er's shoulder in a comforting manner, and said as if no one else was around, "It's yours after all. Don't worry, Daddy won't let you be sad."

As he spoke, Dong Feiran breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his daughter still had a good impression of Ye Wuchen. This made him feel relieved. In the end, if his daughter was unwilling, he would not be able to force her.

Dong Linger nodded slightly, turned to look at Ye Wuchen, and shrank into Dong Feiran's arms in fear.

The older brother was so gentle just now, why was he so fierce when facing her? She didn't know what she had done wrong, why was he so fierce...

Ye Wuchen no longer looked at her, but turned to look at Mu Ruyue, his purple eyes revealing an unusual tenderness: "Mu'er, the tea is cold, I'll get you another cup later."

"good……"

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"Mu'er, you must have been working hard these days. Do you want me to massage your legs?" Ye Wuchen's big hand fell on her leg and pressed it gently. "How is the strength?"