Chapter 1007
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
1007 Donât scare the little girl
What had happened today had greatly refreshed his perception of things.
After receiving the gifts, the few of them chatted for a while.
Their attention fell on the gift that Lan Xiao had given Fang Yugu.
âBrother Fang, arenât you going to open the little girlâs gift? Weâre a little curious, so why donât you open it now and let us see what it is?â Master Jiang suggested with a smile.
Master Song also had hope on his face, and he quickly agreed, â âThatâs right, Iâm also very curious about what gift this disciple gave master, Yingluo.â
Fang Yuguâs eyes turned slightly. He was also curious, so he nodded slightly. Just as he was about to open the lid of the brocade box, a sneer came from not far away.
Yingluo is just a country bumpkin from a small city. What good things can she give you? Yingluo dad, I think youâd better not open it first, in case you get laughed at later.
Fang Yugu frowned, a hint of displeasure on his face as he looked at the person who had spoken.
The person who spoke was none other than his eldest sonâs wife, Fang qingciâs mother, Du Hong.
In the past two days, Du Hong had come to visit Fang qingci and heard some things about the old manâs disciple from her.
It turned out that this disciple was the culprit who had caused Qing Ci to be grounded in the ancestral hall for a few months.
Not only that, but this time, the culprit had only been in Jin capital for a few days and incited the old master to punish Fang qingci.
Poor daughter, she was grounded again. Two days ago, she was still on a hunger strike.
In his heart, Du Hong really hated this disciple of the old master.
She naturally took the opportunity to mock Lan Xiao.
Fang shengtao had also followed Du Hong here. When Du Hong had said those words, he had not berated him.
There was a trace of worry in his eyes as he walked towards Fang Yugu.
âDad, in my opinion, youâd better not open this gift. If itâs something unpresentable, itâll save uncle Jiang and uncle song from the awkwardness, Yingluo.â
Lan Xiao glanced at the strange couple in front of her.
Her intuition told her that they were not friendly.
However, she pursed her lips and lowered her eyes in silence.
Fang Yuguâs expression was a little ugly, and he glared at Fang shengtao.
âWhat are you talking about? What unpresentable thing? Iâm not afraid to tell her the truth. Youâre the disciple I met in Ling city. Youâre Fang Yuguâs only closed-door disciple in his life. Even if she gave me a wooden stick, I would still like Yingluo.â
Fang shengtaoâs heart skipped a beat, and his eyes widened as he looked at Fang Yugu in disbelief.
âDad Yingluo, you Yingluoâ
Fang Yugu was so angry that he scolded in a low voice,âIf youâre here to make me angry, then I wonât keep you. Hurry up and get lost!â
Du Hong bit her lip in anger and looked at Fang Yugu with some resentment.
This old man had really lost his mind.
His granddaughter didnât dote on his own son, but pampered an outsider so much.
Could he be possessed?
She was really infuriated.
âDad, I was wrong. I shouldnât have made you angry. Iâll talk to Du Hong and me, we wonât talk about it anymore, alright?â
Fang shengtaoâs face darkened, and he clenched his fists as he retreated to the side, no longer saying anything.
Only then did Fang Yuguâs expression turn for the better.
Who knew that in the next moment, another voice came from the side.
Yugu, Zhenzhen, this is your fault. How can you berate your own son and daughter-in-law on the side of an outsider? â
With a straight face, Fang Yugu turned to look at the person who spoke.
He saw a few cars parked not far away from him.
The bodyguards opened the door of the limousine and old Mr. Wen, who was dressed in a suit, got out of the car slowly.
Master Jiang and Master Song looked at each other, and a trace of excitement flashed in each otherâs eyes.
Old Mr. Wen walked towards them in an overbearing manner with his walking stick.
Fang shengtao smiled and walked forward to welcome old Mr. Wen.
âOld Wen, I didnât expect you to take the time to come here today. Hehe, Yingluo, this is really an honor to our Fang family, Yingluo.â
Du Hong also chimed in to suck up to him. thatâs right. Old Mr. Wen, your presence has elevated the level of the gathering that father has organized today.
Old Mr. Wen enjoyed the flattery and nodded at them with a smile.
âYour father and I have been brothers and friends for many years. Heâs finally found the disciple heâs been searching for over ten years. I have to come and congratulate him no matter what.â
Fang Yugu replied,âHmph, Yingluo, whoâs your brother or friend? I donât remember sending you an invitation. How did you know about this?â
Fang shengtao touched his nose and coughed in a low voice.âFather, Iâm so sorry. I got the Butler to send an invitation to old Wen without your permission. Itâs just that old Wen has been very concerned about you as a friend for so many years. Thatâs why old Wen once told me that if you have a disciple one day, I must tell him. So, so I sent an invitation to old Wen, Yingluo.â
Fang Yuguâs face was livid with anger. He glared at Fang shengtao, wishing he could raise his hand and give this good-for-nothing a few hard slaps.
Elder Jiang and elder song saw the situation and quickly came out to smooth things over.
âHaha, Yingluo, us brothers, itâs really a rare gathering. Since thatâs the case, letâs go in and start the banquet, Yingying.â
thatâs right, brother Fang. Itâs a big day today, so donât scare the little girl.
Fang Yugu glanced at Lan Xiao, a little hesitant.
In the end, this disciple of his was now in a relationship with that Wen Muchu.
Moreover, Wen Muchu was the long-lost only son of the Wen family, which meant that he was also old Mr. Wenâs grandson.
Didnât lan Xiao become old Wenâs granddaughter-in-law?
Even if he was angry, it was for Lan Xiao.
He had to swallow this.
Fang Yugu took a deep breath and waved his hand in compromise.
âForget it. Since youâre here, letâs go in.â
Lan Xiao did not even look at old Mr. Wen.
Old Mr. Wen had also not been paying attention to Lan Xiao.
To him, such a small character was not worth his attention.
Therefore, he had no idea that Fang Yuguâs disciple was Lan Xiao.
Fang shengtao hurriedly welcomed elder Wen into the living room.
Old man Jiang and old man song were talking to old man Wen.
Old Wen raised his head arrogantly and stepped into the living room, surrounded by a myriad of people.
Lan Xiao was a step too slow to help Fang Yugu.
Fang Yugu glanced at old Wenâs arrogant back and his face darkened.
He then looked at Lan Xiao and asked in a low voice, â heâs Wen Muchuâs grandfather. I wonder if youâve seen him before? â
Lan Xiao pursed his lips and nodded, not planning to hide it from Fang Yugu.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Her grandfather had passed away early, so the moment she had acknowledged Fang Yugu as her master, she had treated him as her own grandfather.