"Shrew, who are you calling?" Fang Yu said without any politeness.
That woman, originally a very elegant lady, suddenly felt unhappy when she heard someone calling her a shrew. Trembling with anger, she raised her hand and pointed at Fang Yu, saying:
"Smelly loser fixing sewers, do you not want to live?"
Just as this woman was about to lose her temper, a voice came from behind her—
"Zhu Hui, who are you talking to?"
Following that, Ye Wenjun came out.
You could tell that she was in a good mood, her voice sounding very clear and pleasant.
"Wenjun, quickly have someone throw this bastard out! I’m going to complain to their company later, what kind of quality is this!" The woman called Zhu Hui frowned and looked annoyed.
However...
When Ye Wenjun reached the door, her clear eyes fell upon Fang Yu—
She was stunned.
Her heartbeat quickened and her expressions were rich in emotions.
She didn’t know what to say.
On the side, Zhu Hui frowned and said, "Wenjun, what’s going on? This bastard is staring at you, chase him away quickly!"
Ye Wenjun didn’t speak, truly at a loss for words.
Fang Yu smiled broadly and said lightly, "Wife, where did this shrew come from?"
Wife?
Zhu Hui was completely baffled, thinking she had heard wrongly. It’s so close, it makes no sense to have auditory hallucinations. Just as she was preparing to burst into curses, Ye Wenjun gently held her back—
"Fang Yu, this is my college classmate, Zhu Hui."
Saying that, Ye Wenjun turned to Zhu Hui, "This is my husband, Fang Yu."
Husband?
Zhu Hui was completely stunned on the spot.
Unable to accept it.
This Fang Yu, dressed like a sewer repair worker, is Ye Wenjun’s husband? Who would believe it?
During college, as a classmate of Ye Wenjun, Zhu Hui knew that those who pursued Ye Wenjun were all children from Martial Arts Families, the pride of heaven.
Even the least impressive wouldn’t be a sewer repairer.
Zhu Hui’s frown deepened.
"Wenjun, you haven’t been deceived, right? Ah... What loyal men are there these days, they’re all smooth talkers. Trust me, you cannot want this kind of person!"
Thinking back to Fang Yu calling her a shrew, Zhu Hui felt as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at her heart, filled with irritation and disgust.
Such a person without quality, what right does he have to be the Ye Family’s son-in-law?
Ye Wenjun was speechless.
Not afraid of a godlike opponent, but scared of a teammate like a pig.
All she could do was sternly say, "Zhu Hui, please respect my husband!"
"..." Zhu Hui was stunned.
"No need for further words, my father just got back, if you think you can decide for me, then you’re mistaken." Ye Wenjun said word by word, "I make the decisions about my marriage, and I call the shots about the future of the Ye Family."
Zhu Hui stared at Ye Wenjun with widened eyes, disbelief in her gaze.
In this moment, even Fang Yu felt that Ye Wenjun’s CEO demeanor was fully highlighted.
Ah, I just love this domineering vibe of my wife.
"But—" Zhu Hui still wanted to say something.
"Who’s causing a commotion outside?"
This time, it wasn’t Ye Wenjun who spoke. Instead, a voice suddenly came from behind.
The three of them looked in the direction of the sound at the same time.
At the entrance of the hall, a middle-aged man around his forties to fifties with an upright posture walked out, Zhong Long and Zhong Hu on either side, along with several other men and women.
Fang Yu only glanced once and guessed the identity of this person; he was the Family Head of the Ye Family, Ye Xingkong.
Ye Xingkong’s gaze swept across the three.
Seeing Fang Yu’s dirty appearance, he couldn’t help but frown slightly.
The young men and women beside him started murmuring in a low voice—
"Who is this person?"
"Must be the one fixing sewers."
"No way, how can any Tom, Dick, or Harry come into the Ye Family’s door and bark."
"This person must be coveting Wenjun’s beauty, and therefore said something offensive about Sister Wenjun."
"You see, he looks so unconcerned, like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water."
Listening to these young men and women’s mocking remarks.
Ye Xingkong slightly frowned, his gaze also falling on Fang Yu—
Standing askew, covered in dust, squinting his eyes, as if he had just woken up. This made him instantly feel like what Wenjun’s classmates said might be true.
But just then, Zhong Hu beside him whispered softly, "Xing Kong, don’t be deceived by this kid’s appearance."
Ye Xingkong was taken aback.
On the right, Zhong Long also whispered: "Fang Yu is usually quite clean, today... he probably tripped while walking."
"..."
If Fang Yu heard this comment, he would definitely be so angry he’d spit blood, thinking, how could I, a great martial arts master, trip while walking?
Only then did Ye Xingkong realize, this kid, is Fang Yu Ah!
However...
The young men and women nearby were still babbling.
"Why isn’t this guy leaving?"
"He really deserves a beating!"
Ye Xingkong directly coughed—
Suddenly shouted: "Shut up!"
The place quieted down at once.
Wenjun’s classmates were all stunned.
Including Zhu Hui, who had the closest relationship with Wenjun, who couldn’t believe her eyes when she looked at Ye Xingkong.
Although Ye Xingkong was the Family Head of a Martial Arts Family, he was also from a family of scholars, knowledgeable about manners and honor. He never asked guests to shut up in front of others.
But today, Ye Xingkong did.
And he was very angry.
Now who would dare to speak after that command to be silent?
Dead silent.
After a long while—
Before Ye Xingkong could speak, Fang Yu took the lead and said, "I say Ye Xingkong, really, if you wanted to welcome me, there was no need for such a big ceremony."
"..." Ye Xingkong was speechless.
Wenjun’s classmates were even more confused, this guy just called Ye Xingkong by his name! As if they were equals!
Everyone couldn’t help but revel in the impending disaster, thinking, now, wouldn’t Ye Xingkong flatten you?
Unfortunately, the performance of Ye Xingkong that followed was beyond everyone’s expectations—
Ye Xingkong, thick-skinned, chuckled and said, "My dear nephew, welcome back..."
"My dear nephew?"
And that obsequious smile?
Ye Xingkong continued, "I just came back from Jiangzhou, didn’t bring much, but thought you might like to drink, so I brought a few bottles of good Maotai. Come come come... My dear son-in-law, let’s have a few drinks."
He no longer cared about the dignity of being the Family Head, he walked up to clasp Fang Yu’s shoulder, all smiles, pulling Fang Yu into the living room.
Outside the hall, Wenjun’s classmates were collectively scattered in the wind.
What the heck?
My dear nephew, my dear son-in-law! And even brought Maotai!?
Zhu Hui couldn’t accept it, grabbing Wenjun she asked, "Wenjun, it can’t be... is he really your husband? Already had the marriage certificate?"
Wenjun unhesitatingly nodded.
Zhu Hui blurted out in shock, "Wenjun, hurry up and leave him! How could this guy match up to you! Your father must have been deceived by this kid!"
Other classmates gathered around, nodding their heads, fully agreeing with Zhu Hui.
"Exactly, hurry and leave him, with your conditions, you can definitely find someone better!"
"This kind of person is not worthy of you!"
...
Just after they finished speaking, Wenjun’s expression turned serious, she forcefully pushed Zhu Hui away, her cold gaze sweeping over everyone, she parted her lips slightly and firmly stated:
"I warn you!"
"Do not insult my husband!"
PS: Another Chapter to go. Asking for a recommendation ticket.