Living With the School Flower: The Master of Flirtation

   After talking for a few minutes, Zhou Guohua wiped away tears, shook his head, and walked back. Zhou Li followed behind, but kept his head down, not looking up at anyone.

   Zhou Guohua forced a smile towards Li Xiufang and said, "Lili is a young child and is not sensible. I said a few words to her just now, and I finally got her through."

   "Really?" Feng Gui was overjoyed and said, "Xiao Li, do you really agree?"

   Zhou Li gave a low "um", and tears washed her cheeks again, but she kept her head down, and no one paid attention.

  Zhou Guohua sighed suddenly, raised his head, the tears in his eyes were so full that they almost didn't flow down.

   Zhou Jingpeng of course noticed his father's expression and was startled, as if his father forced his sister to marry Feng Gui, not just for the superficial reason of more than one million yuan, but also for other reasons? What's the reason for your sister to agree to this?

   Remembering the sad expression when his sister looked at him just now, he suddenly realized that this matter seemed to have something to do with him, could it be...

   glanced at his left foot that couldn't walk, Zhou Jingpeng seemed to suddenly understand something, and said loudly: "No, I don't agree. I firmly oppose this matter!"

   Zhou Jingpeng suddenly shouted so loudly that Li Xiufang's mother and son were really startled, and they all looked at him in confusion.

   "Brother, this is my business, I make my own decisions!" Zhou Li suddenly raised her head and said.

   "No, sister!" Zhou Jingpeng said, "I will never agree to this matter."

Feng Gui frowned and said, "Brother Jingpeng, what's the matter with you, didn't you just say that you should respect Xiaoli's own choice? This group of people is willing to do it, and you are singing that song again. ?"

Li Xiufang was already dissatisfied, how could this group hold back, and sneered: "Jing Peng, you are no longer a child, you should know that it is her blessing that your sister can marry my son, other girls want to marry. My son doesn't care."

   Zhou Jingpeng ignored the mother and son at all, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said to Zhou Guohua, "Dad, it's because of me, right?"

Zhou Guohua glanced at his son, and when he saw it, the tears could not be stopped. He didn't know if it was anger or what. He trembled and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? This matter has nothing to do with you. Besides, you My sister can marry Feng Gui's child, so what's wrong with eating and dressing well in the future?"

"Not bad!" Feng Gui said proudly: "As long as Xiaoli is willing to follow me, I will never let her suffer in the future. When I take over my father's business, she will be the boss of the company. I don’t know how many women are fantasizing about what to eat, what to wear, and what to wear. Brother Jing Peng, you are also a smart person, can’t you see through this?”

Zhou Jingpeng was about to speak when suddenly, Leng Xuan stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder twice, and then placed it directly on it without letting go. Suddenly, Zhou Jingpeng's heart was shocked, and he felt a mysterious force pouring in from his shoulder, and instantly rushed over. Covering his body, he couldn't help being taken aback. He turned to look at Leng Xuan, but heard Leng Xuan say, "What's wrong with your legs?"

   Zhou Jingpeng was stunned, stared at Leng Xuan's face, and asked without answering, "You...you are really..."

   "It's me!" Leng Xuan admitted without waiting for Zhou Jingpeng to finish his words.