When the car led by Yan Zheng drove into the Wutong Courtyard, firecrackers suddenly went off, smoke filled the air, and children's songs and laughter rang out in the courtyard.

"Welcome Miss Yan home."

Tan Xiaoyu, supported by Fengxian, slowly walked on the red carpet. At this time, the old man held the microphone in his hand and his sonorous voice sounded,

"Dear relatives, friends, and media organizations, thank you for coming to Humble House. Our Yan family has two happy events to announce today. The most important one is that our Yan Zheng and Tan Xiaoyu are divorcing——"

At this point, the guests suddenly became silent.

I thought to myself, what kind of happy event is this? Is Mr. Yan confused?

The old man smiled from ear to ear, "Everyone, listen to me. Although Tan Xiaoyu will no longer be the daughter-in-law of my Yan family, from today on, she is the eldest daughter of our Yan family. From now on, no one will be lonely and helpless in the world."

Tan Xiaoyu is the only one whose parents are still alive and Yan Zhengyu has two younger siblings."

The old man announced the second happy event, "And more, this second happy event is that the long-distance love run between our childhood sweethearts, Yan Zheng and Zhan Fengxian, has finally come to an end. Our Yan family, with the help of our eldest daughter Zheng Yu,

I would like to hire Fengxian, the eldest daughter of the Zhan family, if Fengxian is willing to marry our Yan family?"

Yan Zheng pouted, and Fen said aggrievedly: "Grandpa, Zhou Yu is obviously the one who beats Huang Gai, and one is willing to be beaten and the other is willing to suffer. How come it comes to your mouth, and it becomes a marriage? Is it wronged for her to marry me?"

Zhan Fengxian pushed Yan Zheng, "Why don't you feel aggrieved? I have been chasing you for so many years, and you should chase me instead. I will not agree to your promise until you have suffered enough from me. Grandpa said I will marry you,

Then I will marry you."

The old man then recounted Tan Xiaoyu's heroic feat of sacrificing himself to save others, which won unanimous applause from everyone.

Tan Xiaoyu was already moved to tears by the thunderous applause of the crowd.

She kept saying to Zheng Ling: "Sister Zheng Ling, I am so happy. Thank you for making me feel that I am so important."

Zhan Hanjue walked up to Zheng Ling and suddenly knelt on one foot in front of Zheng Ling. He said sincerely and solemnly: "Zheng Ling, thank you for never giving up on me. In fact, I can also be your ribs, your pendant, and you."

It’s an accessory, as long as it’s not separated from you.”

Zheng Ling was flattered. Although Zhan Hanjue would often squat or kneel to talk to her in a wheelchair at home, but this was at a banquet full of guests. Didn't he feel ashamed to do this?

She could only try her best to save his face. "Brother Jue, it is my honor to be with you."

Yan Zheng's male chauvinism said, "You are not a relative of the emperor. The reason why an older leftover woman can marry a young talent like me is because the smoke from your ancestral graves has blessed you. Don't push yourself too far."

Zhan Hanjue walked out gracefully and dignifiedly with his back like a green mountain, and looked at Yan Zheng with his deep eyes, "Although my Fengxian is not a relative of the emperor, my sister Zhan Hanjue grew up according to the princess etiquette.

Yan Zheng, if you want to marry her, you have to put down your dignity, your pride, and your decency. You have to be willing to do everything for her, including running around in the kitchen and fighting outside. You have to support her.

It’s a sunny day.”

Yan Zheng cast his eyes on Zheng Ling in the wheelchair and smiled evilly, "Don't speak so grandly. I'm just asking you, are you willing to let go of your princely pride, your dignity and your decency for my sister?"

Fengxian looked at Yan Zheng, her dissatisfaction overflowing little by little.

Lord Zhan Han knelt down in front of everyone. This move seemed to him to be crazy.

Yan Zheng wants to escape...

Yan Zheng stared blankly.

Zhan Su looked at her aunt and shook her head helplessly.

Zhan Su picked up a small stone on the ground and hit it on Yan Zheng's knee. Yan Zheng suddenly knelt in front of Feng Xian...


Chapter completed!