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Chapter 95 I’m sorry about this!
Suddenly, there was a slight silence on the phone, and then a voice was heard: "Pingping is very sensible, beautiful and hardworking. Although her dress is a bit fashionably dressed, the pursuit of fashion is also a characteristic of young people nowadays! What's wrong with that? Sister Peng Ying and I have said that we are very satisfied. I can't say more, so please come back and tell me!" Peng Houfang sounded a little disappointed, but didn't say much.

Hearing the disappointment and loss in his mother's tone, Zhang Wufeng was speechless.

According to the inference, Zhang Wufeng could guess what his mother Peng Houfang was thinking. She should be thinking: After all, she is a rural girl, she must be well-educated and well-mannered. Sister Peng Ying also teaches her daughter very attentively and loves her very much, so how can she be bad? Although the businessman seems a little shrewd, after all, it is a family that knows each other well, so what's wrong with that?

This idea is certainly good, but who knows how serious the comparison mindset of today's little girls is? Mobile phones worth thousands of yuan and cosmetics worth hundreds of yuan, even if the family runs a department store, it is probably very difficult to take out like this. In addition, since they graduated from a technical school and have too much exposure to some special industries, it is normal for them to be lured into it.

Zhang Wufeng hung up the phone speechlessly, and after leaving the Martyrs' Shrine, he had no choice but to drive back.

In less than twenty minutes, Zhang Wufeng's car arrived at his doorstep. However, before the car entered the door, Zhang Wufeng heard Peng Ying's loud laughter and words of praise.

"I can only say that Yang Xiaolan has no taste. Look at Xiaofeng, he is so handsome, even celebrities can't compare to him! Sister, you are so lucky to have such an outstanding son!"

"Sister Peng Ying, you talk as if he is a national treasure. This child has a stubborn temper. When he disobeys, it's really infuriating. Sometimes I get so angry that I want to drink pesticide and die! Not only is he dull and doesn't like to talk, he always has a gloomy face, and he is shy and unhappy!" Although Peng Houfang said bad things about Zhang Wufeng, her face was smiling as if a flower had bloomed. She was so proud!
"Mom, Auntie, I'm back." Zhang Wufeng walked in and saw Peng Houfang talking and drinking a cup of tea, so he greeted her.

On the floor, there was a pile of melon seed shells and candy wrappers, as well as large pieces of discarded tea dregs, and not far away, there were seven or eight pieces of watermelon rinds thrown randomly. And next to Zhu Pingping, in addition to these garbage, there was also thick white-green phlegm everywhere.

Zhang Wufeng frowned slightly and almost vomited. These two people's hygiene habits were too bad! Especially Zhu Pingping, I don't know if she is sick or not, why is she spitting like this?

"Oh, Xiaofeng, you're back. Why did you leave without saying anything more this morning?" Peng Ying did not say that Zhang Wufeng disliked the fact that her daughter had a boyfriend. She probably had already told her mother Peng Houfang about it. Instead, she specifically asked the reason at this moment.

"Aunt, actually Zhu Pingping is a pretty good girl. Mainly, I have a very good relationship with Su Ru now, so... I talked to my mother about this a few days ago, but we didn't make our relationship public, so my mother came to you. I'm very sorry about this." Zhang Wufeng thought for a while and said.

He would naturally explain the matter in detail to his mother, but at least he had to get rid of this excellent mother and daughter first. It would feel good to slap them in the face, but his mother Peng Houfang would probably not be able to bear it, and the mother and daughter would also bear a grudge against him!
It is better to offend a young man than to offend such a perverted woman! You know, women have the most vicious hearts!
"Oh, Su Ru? She's the girl with a scar on her face from Su Deping. She looks very mature for her age, ugly and rude. Are you kidding me?" Peng Ying was somewhat dissatisfied and sounded unhappy.

"Aunt, you're joking. How can you joke about such an important matter in your life? Technology is so advanced now, and I'm not short of money. It's very easy to deal with a scar! She has a good figure, and she has been my classmate for so many years. We are about the same age and have the same interests and hobbies... So, I'm sorry." Zhang Wufeng said politely, but his attitude was alienating.

Peng Houfang was a little unhappy and immediately made a few remarks to smooth things over, while Peng Ying looked unhappy. She sighed and said, "Sister, please don't say any more. This time, I am doing something unnecessary. Your son is capable and talented, but he looks down on a country girl like me. I won't embarrass myself here any more."

"Sister Peng Ying, I'm really sorry about this bastard Xiaofeng. I will do his job properly tonight! I like Ping'er very much. Unless Xiaofeng doesn't want me as his mother, I will definitely give you an explanation!" Peng Houfang felt unhappy when she heard Peng Ying say this, and glared at Zhang Wufeng fiercely.

"Haha, that's it, sister. Pingping and I are leaving first!" Peng Ying pulled Zhu Pingping and immediately stood up from the sofa, then walked out the door.

"Xiaofeng, go see your Aunt Peng off!" Peng Houfang shouted. "Mom, I don't want to go! They drove their own Santana here, what do they want me to see off!" Zhang Wufeng said without giving any face.

"You, you kid, you don't even listen to your mother. Why don't you go and send me off--" Before Peng Houfang finished speaking, Peng Ying and her daughter had already driven away in their Santana.

Peng Houfang stood at the door with a very unhappy look on her face. She turned around and was ready to use violence against Zhang Wufeng.

It’s so infuriating. Is this son still a son? He is so disobedient!
"Mom, let me tell you, Zhu Pingping is still working as a prostitute at Huayun Hotel at night. The time I went to Huayun Hotel for dinner, Huang Yuansheng asked this woman to serve him and took a lot of photos..."

Before Zhang Wufeng finished speaking, Peng Houfang rushed over angrily: "You still mentioned that gangster Huang Yuansheng? I said that gangster is a piece of shit, but you still mentioned him! Haven't you suffered enough?"

"Mom, I'm talking about serious matters, listen carefully! Am I not with him now? Zhu Pingping is working as a hostess in a hotel! A prostitute! Is your son so bad that he can't even find a wife and still wants someone like this?

If I really get it into my house, I'm afraid my dad will invite me to have tea every night!" Zhang Wufeng said speechlessly.

Peng Houfang might not have paid attention at first, but when Zhang Wufeng said it again, she was stunned.

She did not doubt the possibility that Zhang Wufeng was lying, because the Zhang family basically would not lie and had no habit of lying. Even if there were some things that were difficult to say directly, they would only choose to say part of it and would not choose to lie!

So when Zhang Wufeng said this, Peng Houfang believed it.

"I thought Pingping was a very sensible person. How could this happen?" Peng Houfang said in disbelief.

"What's so strange about this? Many little girls nowadays are immature and it's normal for them to sell themselves out for the sake of fashion. Mom, you haven't seen the gates of those universities. Every evening, a lot of luxury cars go to pick them up. Many girls rely on selling themselves to earn money as monthly pocket money! Zhu Pingping didn't finish junior high school and went to Huangzhou Technical School. Huangzhou Technical School is a very chaotic place. How many girls can keep themselves clean after they graduate!"

Zhang Wufeng said seriously.

"This, this, how could this happen, Sister Peng Ying will cry to death, no, I want to tell her--" Peng Houfang suddenly became anxious. If this was true, Sister Peng Ying would probably have a heart attack out of anger.

(End of this chapter)