"This niece has personality, I like it!"

Before the person arrived, the voice came first, and a young woman with a rich body walked in.

The young woman's skin is white and rosy, and her whole body exudes a mature charm.

Willow-leaf eyebrows, peach blossom eyes, and cherry mouth.

Wearing a short skirt with legs, thin-spiked high heels, she is about 1.68 meters tall. Judging from her appearance, she is three points similar to Yang Xinyi, but she is much more mature than Yang Xinyi.

This noble lady is not Yang Dingguo's sister, Yang Xinyi's aunt, Yang Yueru!

This is too young, and it looks like it is only in its thirties.

The two people who came in immediately became more determined by Ye Xiong's speculation.

On the left is a middle-aged man about forty-five years old. He is tall and dressed in formal clothes. He looks not angry but powerful. At a glance, he knows that he has been in the position for a long time. This person should be Yang Xinyi's son-in-law, Tang Jianjun.

On the other side, Tang Ning, a disabled girl with a breast that was cheated of 80,000 yuan, was standing beside the two of them obediently.

After looking at Tang Ning's huge breasts, he glanced at Yang Yueru's giant chest. Ye Xiong finally understood why Tang Ning's breasts were so cruel. This was a genetics!

"Aunt, aunt, you are here, please sit down." Yang Xinyi stood up and prepared to move the table as if she had found a reinforcement.

Ye Xiong didn't know that he was faster. He pressed her shoulder and smiled and said, "Wife, just sit down, let me do it."

"Aunt, sit here and watch TV more clearly." Ye Xiong moved a chair, in the center.

This aunt knew that she had a personality as soon as she came. She was so keen and knew the wise, could she be so polite?

"You call me aunt, why do you want to call me a word?" Yang Yueru smiled like a flower.

"You are not a few years older than me, so you will naturally call me Gu." Ye Xiong said sweetly.

"How old are you?"

“Twenty-four.”

"I'm twenty years older than you!"

"No?"

Ye Xiong screamed, his eyes rolling on Yang Yueru, as if confirming Yang Yueru's age.

In fact, this guy stared at her plump and seductive chest a few times, but this guy was very hidden, and only people like Yang Xinyi who knew his personality knew the virtues of this guy.

"Aunt, you look like you are only about thirty years old at most. You didn't lie to me, right?" Ye Xiong exclaimed, and the action on his face was vivid, and the actor was just like this.

Yang Xinyi couldn't bear to look at her. This guy was so calm that he slapped him too calmly!

Because I am rich, my aunt often takes care of her. She does look much younger than ordinary people, but there are also faint wrinkles on her forehead. From the appearance, she is over 35 years old. Ye Xiong is less than 30 years old, so she is too good at flattering.

But when Yang Yueru heard this, she was very angry, but instead giggled. A pair of human weapons swayed up and down. Ye Xiong was really worried that the belt could not bear it.

"****, see, this niece has more conversations."

Although Tang Jianjun was a little dissatisfied with Ye Xiong's flattery, he was fine to see his wife so happy.

After sitting down, Yang Yueru's smiled face began to pull down and said to Yang Dingguo: "Brother, do you really want Xinyi to divorce Ye Xiong?"

"I don't like people like those who disrespect their elders." Yang Dingguo snorted.

"What kind of person do you like?" Yang Yueru raised her eyebrows and angrily overflowed, full of domineeringness. "I like those who are timid? I dare not even make a fart in front of you? I obey you?"

"I tell you, Yang Dingguo, the one I look down on most in my life is a man without personality. Even if you recruit him, Xinyi will not like that kind of man, and I don't like it even more."

"What's your name just now?" Yang Yueru turned her head and looked at Xiong.

"Ye Xiong."

"We can hear Xiongxiong's words from you just now clearly outside. He has to say a word. No matter whether you admit it or not, in the business world, you are not as good as the dead father, otherwise your father would not have changed the company to Xinyi Group, and he is even more unparalleled than Xinyi. I put the words here. I like this niece and son-in-law. If you want to force them to divorce, I will be anxious."

Ye Xiong was listening next to him, feeling so excited!

So mature... Oh no, can I not love it if I take care of myself like this?

But, can you stop calling yourself a heroic person in the future? You will be completely alone!

"Aunt, thank you. Xinyi and I are in love. No matter what others do or how they hit me, I will never give up. Isn't it? Xinyi?"

Ye Xiongwan stretched out his hand and hugged Yang Xinyi's slim waist in his arms, looking very intimate.

Yang Xinyi looked angry as if she had swallowed a fly. She didn't expect Ye Xiong to take her oil in front of her family.

According to the relationship between the two, this intimate action is very ordinary, but she cannot push it away. Wouldn't that let the family know the fact that the two were fake marriage?

"Seeing that you are so loving, I am really happy for Xinyi." Yang Yueru said with a smile.

Just after, Ye Xiong suddenly screamed and stood up.

Under the table, Yang Xinyi squeezed his thigh hard. Ye Xiong couldn't help but stand up involuntarily in pain.

"What's wrong? It's not big." Tang Jianjun, who had been speechless, finally spoke.

Tang Jianjun is an official and likes mature and steady men. Ye Xiong's previous counterattack against Yang Dingguo did make him look at him with admiration, but then he flattered Yang Yueru. This behavior made him dislike him, but because his wife liked him, it was not easy to face him. Now that he suddenly stood up and screamed, he couldn't help but criticize him.

"Son-in-law, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to bring gifts to you." Ye Xiong slapped his head.

"So that's the case. It's not too late to give it after the meal. There's no need to be so fussy." Yang Yueru angrily threw a peach blossom eye.

This look was so seductive. If she was not her aunt, Ye Xiong would probably have ideas.

But he had just finished thinking this way, but suddenly he found that Yang Xinyi stared at him fiercely, as if he had seen through his thoughts. He didn't dare to look around anymore and took out the gift.

"Uncle, this is yours."

Ye Xiong handed over a box of gold.

Tang Jianjun took a casual look, and his disdainful attitude suddenly turned 80 degrees. His eyes were staring at the box, as if his eyes were about to fall off.

"Is this the five-star trademark Moutai from the 1950s?"

He snatched the hotel with one hand and opened the box. After a moment, he screamed excitedly.

"Yueru, it's really it. I finally found him." Tang Jianjun shouted excitedly.

Yang Yueru has been married to her husband for more than 20 years and is very familiar with his hobbies.

One loves wine, two loves tea, three loves calligraphy.

A while ago, he searched for a bottle of wine, but he couldn't find it for half a year. After all, this kind of wine is very small in quantity and has no market price. Unexpectedly, he found it now, how can he not be happy?

This niece is so capable. She could find such a rare wine without saying a word, which forced her to look at her.

"That... Ye Xiong, my uncle has recorded your favor. When will I come to the capital, I will just say to me. If there is anything I can't do, just say to me, and I will help you." Tang Jianjun touched the bottle of wine and said excitedly.
Chapter completed!