Li Guifen's heart tightened, and she quickly forced a smile: "Xiao Cheng, this is my friend Zheng Hua."
Zheng Hua hurriedly extended his hand, smiling apologetically, and said, "You must be General Manager Wang Cheng of Huihuang Supermarket. I've seen you on TV."
A cold glint flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes as he looked at him with a half-smile, then put his hands directly into his pockets.
Zheng Hua blushed instantly with embarrassment and subconsciously looked down at his leather shoes, which Li Guifen had bought for him for fifty yuan.
Both were ashamed to lift their heads, but just now, Wang Peng's eyes didn't show contempt; instead, they were filled with mockery.
Although he didn't shake hands with him, he didn't feel uncomfortable, but Wang Cheng's gaze made him very uncomfortable.
There was contempt, malice, and even a hint of cruelty in his eyes.
"Kid, are you even older than me? You think you can just live off a woman?" A hint of coldness flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes again.
In his subconscious, the 200,000 yuan that Li Guifen had saved was his private property.
Now a young gigolo is trying to steal his money, and he can't wait for this gigolo to disappear.
Zheng Hua felt a chill run down his spine, lowered his head even further, his face flushed red, and wished he could disappear into the ground.
Li Guifen quickly tried to smooth things over: "Xiao Cheng, you've misunderstood us."
She pulled Wang Cheng to a less crowded spot and whispered, "This young man is a shill I hired."
"A plant? What do you mean?" Wang Cheng pressed.
"Hmph!" Li Guifen sneered, "Wang Song asked me to come to the wedding just to show off that he married a police chief."
"Of course I can't let this go unpunished, so I'll ask this young man to come over and pretend to be my boyfriend, so that Wang Song's dream will be shattered."
Seeing that Wang Cheng was still frowning, Li Guifen hurriedly added, "I bought him a pair of cheap shoes and asked him to act with me. I met this young man in the park."
Wang Cheng looked down at Zheng Hua's leather shoes, mid-range Butterfly brand shoes, which cost only fifty yuan a pair.
Fifty yuan is not a small amount of money. You should know that the average salary in the provincial capital is only five hundred yuan.
Wang Cheng felt resentful; in his eyes, the fifty yuan also belonged to him.
He laughed and said, "Mom, why didn't you tell me? We have too many young male employees in our store. I could easily find a few to act with you. Why spend this money?"
"Hehe." Li Guifen said with a smile, "Wang Song must have investigated Huihuang. If he recognizes me, I'll be embarrassed."
Just then, Wang Song led Hu Juan this way, and Li Guifen and her son immediately stopped talking.
Wang Song said with a smile, "Old Li, Xiao Cheng, welcome to the wedding."
Hu Juan smiled slightly and nodded to Li Guifen: "Sister Li, we've booked a high-end banquet, so you must eat more."
"Don't worry, I'll eat my fill." Li Guifen said, her head held high, looking at him with a defiant gaze.
"Dad, I'm relieved to see you enjoying a good life in your later years." Wang Cheng patted his shoulder, his face full of satisfaction.
Wang Peng casually shifted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Your older brother treats me very well, so you don't need to worry about me."
As he spoke, he looked at Li Guifen with a smile, as if to say, "My son is good to me, but is your son good to you?"
A surge of anger rose in Li Guifen's heart. She reached out and grabbed Zheng Hua's hand. "Xiao Zheng, this is my ex-husband, Wang Song."
Zheng Hua extended his hand for the third time, smiling as he said, "Hello, Mr. Wang, I'm Sister Gui Fen's boyfriend."
Upon hearing this, both Wang Song and Hu Juan were taken aback.
“Haha,” Wang Song shook his hand and patted his shoulder hard, “Brother, you have a good eye, haha.”
The moment Wang Cheng uttered the word "brother," his eyes turned cold, and he gritted his teeth inwardly.
If Zheng Hua and Li Guifen really get married, he'll have to call Zheng Hua his stepfather. The key point is that Zheng Hua might not even be as old as him.
Zheng Hua was overjoyed to have successfully shaken hands with such an important figure for the first time: "President Wang, I wish you a happy marriage and many children."
"Haha." Wang Song laughed heartily. "Brother, we must have a few drinks today."
"I... I don't drink, hehe," Zheng Hua said with a smile, in high spirits.
"If you can't drink baijiu, then drink beer, or if that's not possible, drink a soft drink," Hu Juan said with a smile, her wish for him to have a son soon making him overjoyed.
She glanced at Li Guifen and said softly, "Fortunately, I can still have children now. Thank you so much for your blessing."
These words were spoken to Li Guifen, and also served as a veiled warning to Zheng Hua, implying that Li Guifen was past childbearing age.
Zheng Hua understood and couldn't help but smile slightly. He was only with Li Guifen for money and had never thought about marrying her.
Li Guifen understood what was going on and was furious. She clenched her fists, ready to fight Hu Juan, but when she saw Wang Peng and Li Mengjiao coming over, she could only suppress her anger.
Wang Peng said, "Dad, Mom, Director Feng is here. Would you like to go and greet him?"
"Okay. Xiaopeng, please take good care of our distinguished guests." Hu Juan was overjoyed by the word "mother" again.
Wang Peng used to only call her "Aunt Hu" and almost never called her "Mom," but now he has finally changed his address, which makes her very happy.
But Li Guifen was unhappy again. No matter how much she disliked Wang Peng, he was still her son. She was upset that her own son was calling someone else "mother."
Wang Song looked at her unwilling expression and felt a surge of secret pleasure. Wasn't the reason he invited Li Guifen to the wedding just to see her unhappy?
"Xiao Peng, take good care of our distinguished guest." Wang Song laughed heartily, gently took Hu Juan's hand, and left with his head held high.
Li Guifen clenched her fists, watching Wang Song's departing figure, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Wang Cheng, Lao Li, shall we sit over here?" There were many tables in the hall, and Wang Peng casually pointed to one.
"I have something to do, so I won't bother you any longer." Wang Cheng took out his wallet and pulled out two hundred yuan. "This is my congratulatory gift."
Wang Peng took the money and said with a smile, "Let's eat before you leave, it won't make a difference if we have lunch."
"No thanks." Wang Cheng glanced at Zheng Hua sideways, then turned and left the hotel.
"Old Li, have you prepared a congratulatory gift?" Wang Peng asked Li Guifen with a smile.
Li Guifen gritted her teeth, took out her wallet, and handed over 100 yuan to Wang Peng. She was very unwilling, but she didn't want to appear stingy in front of Zheng Hua.
"I thank you on behalf of Lao Wang." Wang Peng smiled slightly and put her money in his pocket as well.
Li Mengjiao smiled and said, "It's only fair. Aunt Li, when you remarry, Old Wang will also give you a gift."
"Hmph!" Li Guifen sneered, turned around and casually found a seat to sit down.
Zheng Hua smiled and nodded to Wang Peng and Li Mengjiao, then walked over and sat down next to Li Guifen.
"Brother, come see me off." Li Mengjiao glanced at her watch. "The plane is almost here."
Wang Peng sighed softly, "Is it in such a hurry? Why don't you have lunch before you leave?"
"I can't, there's an urgent matter at the company," Li Mengjiao said. "You need to finish up your business in China as soon as possible. Bu Hui and I will wait for you."
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