The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Fearing that he would start a lecture, Su Rong quickly interrupted, "Jiaojiao, you don't like to live at home. Grandpa and grandma respect you. As a young person, you like to have your own space. I understand, but you and Mr. Bo are getting married soon. This is your mother's home, and you have to marry out of it."

She had a smile on her face, but it was a thin smile. She tried to hold Nan Jiaojiao's hand intimately, but she avoided it. She had to let go of it awkwardly, "Look at you, you're getting married soon. Grandma must have known about this from TV. You're so reserved with your family. Don't keep everything in your heart. Your family is your lifelong support, don't you understand?"

As expected of a woman who has been in power in the Ye family for decades, she is good at speaking in an art form, and she says everything that needs to be revealed or hidden, otherwise she wouldn't be able to give up power on the surface while openly calculating her daughter-in-law's dowry.

But Nan Jiaojiao is not very worldly-wise.

Human affection, family love, these kinds of emotions are things she has only become familiar with in recent years.

But she really didn't want to accept the Ye family's affection.

"I won't come back to live here, and I don't intend to hide my marriage to Bo Yanqing from you."

As soon as Nan Jiaojiao opened her mouth, Su Rong said, "That's great. Grandma has been saving a dowry for you. You can go back to your parents' home to get married and Grandma will show you around. Okay?"

When Chen Nian heard about dowry, her eyelids jumped.

Who paid for the dowry?
Is it their eldest wife again?

"I came back this time to tell you that I will not give you an invitation."

"What did you say?"

Ye Lao's anger was already on his face. He had been respected and pampered, and had been domineering at home all his life, but no younger generation had ever dared to be so bold. Su Rong quickly said, "Jiao Jiao, I'm wrong, kid, why are you still naughty? Look, your grandfather is angry."

She always used this sentence to suppress the younger generation in the family, as if Mr. Ye’s anger was a devastating thing.

Nan Jiaojiao was adamant. "I've thought about it. Maybe I should invite you. After all, we are related by blood. It would be impolite if I didn't even notify you. But then I thought about it and realized that I don't have any feelings for you. I don't need to marry you, and I don't need any support. When I met Bo Yanqing, I had nothing. He knew my situation very well. There's no need to do those empty face-saving things. Besides, I didn't plan a big wedding. I just wanted to give you a formality. So I won't invite you."

"You can invite anyone, but why don't you invite us? Don't you know who we are to you?"

This time Su Rong did not stop Mr. Ye.

She also felt that Nan Jiaojiao should be taught a lesson, otherwise it was too unruly.

However, Nan Jiaojiao was not afraid at all. She even looked directly at Mr. Ye, her eyes neither humble nor arrogant. "I know that Ye Congwen is my biological father and is also related to you by blood. Maybe because I left home when I was young, I really don't have much affection for you. For my wedding, I want to make myself happy. Of course, I will ask for your opinions. If you want to come, I will give you an invitation. It doesn't mean I will not invite you."

The implication was that she didn't want to invite him at all.

There are really no rules at all!

Ye Lao was furious when he heard this, but Bo Yanqing was standing behind Nan Jiaojiao, like the King of Hell. If anyone showed any emotion towards Nan Jiaojiao, he would just give them a look, so calm that no one dared to do anything rash. (End of this chapter)