Lovely Wife: Forced Marriage from Mr Ye

Hearing this sudden voice, Shen Wei and her party, who were smiling happily, were all stiff.

Mr. Su's eyes passed the shadow.

Yun Qing was stunned. When he realized who the speaker was, he unconsciously showed a happy and sweet smile on his beautiful little face and walked towards the door.

Surprised by the tough style of the Su family, the guests finally remembered that the Su family was not the only one who came to the Bo family today.

Facing many bright eyes, a group of people came in.

When you see the people coming in, the scene immediately sounded one after another pumping sound.

Beiming night Xuan and Beiming master will come, in everyone's expectation.

But no one said that beimingyan would come.

Looking at the lazy and noble man in black who was held by Mrs. Feng Xi, the women at the scene wanted to poke a few bloody holes in Mrs. Feng Xi's body.

In the whole capital, the best and happiest woman to marry is lady Fengxi.

It's not a joke to dote on three thousand.

As for those in power of the older generation, the mood is more complicated.

This one hasn't changed at all after so many years.

Mrs. Feng Xi is holding her husband's arm with a sweet smile. Her face is smiling. In fact, she is a little confused.

After all, having been married for so many years, Mrs. Feng Xi has a deep understanding of her "beauty".

As long as it's not a big deal, there's basically no need to expect to disturb him.

But beimingyan came here in person today.

Although it's about a son's wife, but... Cough

Beimingyan touched his own "little fool" head, tone light, "I don't come, your son this daughter-in-law can't marry."

Although a bit of trouble, but in order to prevent his wife tearful home, or a good trip.

Mrs. Feng Xi, "..."

She didn't recognize the meaning of beimingyan's words. She thought he was referring to the Su family. She sneered and glared at him with a cold light.

This pair of husband and wife whispers in the neutral, cloud tilt has already walked to the North night Xuan side.

The man in black stretched out his hand and naturally put her in his arms.

Cloud tilts his head to look at him, cocking red lips, tone unconsciously reveals a little complaint, "how come now?"

Beiming yexuan smiles, and her tone is gentle. She seems to melt away. "The old man is old, and he is slow to do anything. You can go to him for trouble."

As soon as the old man of Beiming pulled out his eyelids and resisted the impulse to beat the child, he looked kindly at the little girl who was held in his arms by his grandson.

At first glance, this little girl is really good.

His appearance was completely misty, but the temperament between his eyebrows and eyes was very similar to that of Bo xiuyao.

The old man of Beiming looks into Yunqing's blank. Yunqing also sees the dignified looking old man in the opposite direction, but his eyes are very loving at the moment.

Although dissatisfied with the other party's behavior, this is Beiming yexuan's grandfather. Yunqing still gives the old man face.