The disparity in IQ is too severe. If you avoid the first grade of junior high school, you can't avoid the fifteenth grade. This 'catastrophe' will pass sooner or later.
Xia Anlan said quietly: "Why should I be responsible for her?"
Mrs. Yue nodded repeatedly: "That's right, you can't be responsible."
"You...you said such stupid things, I..."
Before the old man finished speaking, Xia Anlan shocked Mrs. Yue's jaw with one sentence: "Why not... She is responsible for me, and they say I take advantage of her, but I think I am the one who suffers the loss, right?"
Yan Qingsi covered her face, uncle... you...
The old man and the old lady cleared their throats, "Son, don't be too shameless. They both feel embarrassed when you act like a hooligan in such a serious manner."
Mrs. Yue couldn't speak anymore and pointed at Xia Anlan's trembling hand.
Xia Anlan looked into her eyes and said in a cold voice: "Now is not the time for you to hold me accountable. It is me... who wants to hold you accountable."
The old lady said: "That... that... An Lan, you... you... don't be too that."
Looking at her, she couldn't explain clearly. Finally, Mrs. Yue said: "I won't marry him anyway."
After saying that, Mrs. Yue added: "I don't want him to be responsible, and I won't be responsible for him."
Xia Anlan's face darkened, "Come with me."
Mrs. Yue: "I won't go."
She didn't want to fall into Xia Anlan's scheme again.
However, Xia Anlan grabbed her wrist and dragged her out.
Mrs. Yue struggled: "Let go, let go... Qingsi, Tingfeng, you two, pull him away from me quickly."
Yue Tingfeng felt that his mother was really miserable and hurried forward.
Before his hand touched Xia Anlan, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Do we still want to hold the wedding?"
Yue Tingfeng's hand stopped in mid-air.
Xia Anlan: "You choose the time."
Then Yue Tingfeng immediately put down his hand and said with a smile: "Ahem...Uncle, be gentle to my mother. Don't hold her too tightly. She is afraid of pain. Don't speak too profoundly. Don't make too many detours. My mother understands." No."
Mrs. Yue was shocked: "Yue Tingfeng, you brat, just wait for me, just wait..."
Yue Tingfeng waved his hand: "Mom, please explain clearly if there is any misunderstanding. I believe uncle... is not an unreasonable person."
He sighed, how miserable!
Mom, I can only blame you for being so delicious that the fox took notice of you.
He shouted: "Uncle, don't be too cruel to my mother."
Watching the two of them walk away, he shook his head, Mom, son, I can only help you get here.
Yan Qingsi came to his side: "Is this okay?"
Yue Tingfeng put his arm around her shoulders: "We can't escape anyway."
He sighed: "Tsk, our mother has fallen into the hands of your Xia family."
Xia Anlan dragged Mrs. Yue to the garden.
"I'm never married."
"I've been married before, so we're not suitable."
"I'm the president."
"I can't do anything except spend money, and I can't help you with national affairs. We are even less suitable. Marrying you will be my second marriage."
"Don't marry me? Can you find someone better than me?"
Mrs. Yue cut it and said: "Of course...I want...as long as I want, a pile of fresh meat is waiting for me..."
Xia Anlan suddenly lowered his head, raised Mrs. Yue's chin, blocked her mouth, and muffled all her subsequent words.
Mrs. Yue's eyes widened, and she stretched out her hand to push, but he understood his intention in advance and grabbed her wrist.
After a while, Xia Anlan let go of Mrs. Yue: "I don't want to hear these words again. When I come back, I'll go to your house after I've been busy for this period."