Not far away, people looked over to find out what had happened and looked at Lu Xiaoxiao with a surprised expression. Don't ever let me hear you mention Grandpa again! Otherwise, there will be no need for this mouth to exist! uuuuuuuuuuu

Lu Xiaoxiao is cold and frosty, and her rage is revealed by the Lingxian breath she constantly emits.

Just now, in the face of the high ownership of Shuicheng, she turned over the table.

Some soup spilled on her.

Nevertheless, she is still respectable and inviolable. She should have acted like a shrew, but she has done her best.

On the contrary, Lu Li fell to the ground rather awkwardly and his clothes were dirty.

"You... You, how dare you do this to me!"

Lu Xiaoxiao was angry and annoyed in the centrifuge. A pair of misty beautiful eyes stared piteously at Lu Xiaoxiao, looking pitiful to me.

"So what?"

Lu Xiaoxiao raised his chin proudly and smiled fiercely.

She always does.

"Mischievous girl!"

A crisp, loud voice shocked four people again with someone's fury.

Lu Zhengxian's trembling finger said to Xiaoxiao, landing, "How much more do you want to discredit Lu Jia? Do you think nobody can control you when your grandfather dies?

On hearing the word "grandpa", Lu Xiaoxiao suddenly raised his head, and his sharp eyes were filled with grief and anger that could not be extinguished.

Lu Xiaoxiao's lips slowly aroused, a beautiful and soul-stirring face more charming and moving.

Her face is as cool as ever, as pure and glittering snow, not permeated with worldly vulgarity.

"Mr. Lu, I am Mrs. Chu now."

Even if she was sad, she would never show it to these people.

Lu Zhengxian, standing behind him, scratched a flash of light in his eyes, and there was a faint smile in his inscrutable eyes.

"On such a festive day today, Lu is always quiet."

Chu Mo stood out, not too loud, but with dignity.

It's not like persuasion, it's more like command.

"Yes, my son-in-law is right."

Lu Zhengxiao was choked by Lu Xiaoxiao at first. He was about to get angry but heard the voice of Chu Mo. He quickly smiled and faltered.

In general, he only has the name of Chu, but now such a name directly draws the relationship between the two people, and the people who are interested in it are also lost in meditation.

"Thank you, Amo."

As Chu Mo passed, Lu Xiaoxiao slightly raised his lips and smiled at him like an ordinary wife trusting her husband.

No matter what happens, she won't let outsiders see jokes.

There was no loss of color in her little face, which she was leaning up, because there were five more fingerprints.

The white wedding dress on her makes her look more like a proud and holy swan.

"Didn't you say that just now? You're Mrs. Chu, my wife."

Zhu Mo's eyes sink, Xiao Xiao's face is reddened, and Mrs. Zhu's three words are very heavy.

His glare cuts across Lu Zhengxian like a cold knife, which makes him regret.

Knowing that Chu Mo really moved Lu Xiaoxiao, he would never be impulsive.

Only Lu Xiaoxiao heard the threat in Zhumo, but she didn't regret it. She would do it even if it happened again.

There are some anti-scales, touch is dead!

Lu Xiaoxiao was settled in a quiet place like an individual husband, and Chu Mo turned to go downstairs.

Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the direction of his departure. In the bright sunshine, his long and straight figure paced a layer of halo, but seemed a little lonely. He could not see the joy of the new marriage on him. On the contrary, he was incompatible with the noisy crowd.

Chu Mo personally cleaned up the mess, nobody dared not give face, and soon the atmosphere became active again.

Everyone talked and laughed about Yan Yan, who was happy and happy, as if nothing had happened.

It's late at night, but Chu Mo is still talking with several elders. The tired Lu Xiaoxiao can only drive himself back to rest first.

She didn't complain about it. In the eyes of outsiders, only the two of them knew the truth, let alone the fact that she made him lose face today.

The more the car drives to the suburbs, the more desolate the surroundings become. There are news reports on the radio, which depict the farce at today's wedding banquet. More importantly, they focus on spoiling their spoiled wives and turning into slaves seconds after marriage.

Lu Xiaoxiao listened and laughed but did not speak.

When the car stopped in front of the Zhujia villa, a sharp-eyed servant rushed up to help Lu Xiaoxiao open the door.

They didn't take the sudden appearance of "madam" seriously, after all, their master is the ruthless praise ink ah!

But what happened at today's wedding banquet has spread all over Shuicheng, and now few of Zhu's family dare not ignore Lu Xiaoxiao, for fear that the lady will do something to them if she is not satisfied.

After all, Lu Xiaoxiao not only did not blame her, but personally cleaned up the mess for her...

"Where is my room?"

Lu Xiaoxiao asked lightly.

"Back to Madame, the first room on the second floor."

The maid bowed her head and answered respectfully.

Lu Xiaoxiao pushed open the door of the first room on the second floor and entered.

The curtains of the room were drawn and it was dark.

She turned on the light and saw the layout of the room.

The decoration is simple but atmospheric. The whole room is in pure black.

There are several hangings on the wall