Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Seeing her silent appearance, Xiao Zhan was more determined in his eyes, so he said, "it's not so easy to be our Xiao's daughter-in-law. Little girl, your parents are very admirable. They are undoubtedly great people, but it doesn't mean that your virtue can be as good as them."

Hear here, Xiao Jing night forehead green tendon jump, immediately began to feel uneasy, seems to be ready to lift the table in front of, but Su Xiaoyu firmly grasp.

Xiao Zhan didn't realize what happened under his eyes. He gently raised his eyebrows and continued, "I know that this smelly boy is all about you now. Indeed, I've never seen him work so hard for any woman, although I don't know what good you are, which is worth him doing."

Said, he gently swept a circle in Su Xiaoyu body, eyes inadvertently revealed some very obvious contempt.

After a while, he took back his eyes and lowered his eyelids slightly. "I still have high expectations for Jingye. The Xiao family you see now will be handed over to him most of the future foundation. I can tell you this without hesitation. His brother knows about it, too

Hearing this, Rao Shi's EQ is very low and his thought is as simple as Su Xiaoyu's. He also understands commander Xiao's roundabout meaning. His doubts on his face dissipate in an instant. Instead, he is pale to the freezing point.

"So," Xiao Zhan coughed a few times, put on his usual airs of leadership speech, put his hands on the dining table, and made the final concluding remarks, "Jingye's future wife is not only his wife, but also the future mistress of our whole Xiao family. Not everyone can be such a person. Can you understand what I say?"

Disappointed, Xiao Jingye took a deep breath in silence, "Dad, is that what you want to say today?"

"Yes, but I haven't finished yet." Xiao Zhan's face did not change, and his heart did not jump. He even took a sip of tea. "So if Jingye wants to get married, he can't just like it. There are many tests to go through. You... Su Xiaoyu, right? Have you made such an awareness?"

Su Xiaoyu's face turned pale, and her figure began to shake slightly, "I... i..."

She knocked for a long time, always want to talk and stop, every time the words to the mouth, but she was to swallow it, turned into a hot solid, blocked in the throat.

Xiao Zhan stares at her without expression. His dark pupils are embedded in the wrinkled eyes, but they still look bright, like the silver edge reflected from the sharpest part of the sharp sword.

Somehow, Su Xiaoyu always feels that these two eyes are a silent reminder to her - have you really got the awareness to face these things?

She was in the same place, unable to answer.

Xiao Jingye felt that the hand that had been holding the corner of her clothes suddenly trembled. She subconsciously looked back and saw that her face was pale, her shoulders were shaking slightly, but her hand was clenched into a fist. She knew that she was forcing herself in silence again.

After all, Su Xiaoyu is only in her early twenties this year. Since she was five years old, she had no father or mother.