Patriarch Feng smiled, "Why are you being polite to the patriarch's grandpa? It's alright, don't worry!"

Thinking of something again, his face turned cold again: "Those three can get out of the way, like these scumbags are not worthy of being the elders of the Feng family."

The corners of Qingcheng's mouth curved slightly, those few were indeed unworthy. He quickly said: "The patriarch's grandfather must not get angry. It's not good for him to be angry. Qingcheng has to go to Yin's house again, so he will leave first."

Patriarch Feng put a smile on her face again and said kindly to her: "Okay, Grandpa listens to you, you go first!"

When Qingcheng came out of the front hall, she saw Yun Haochen standing outside, smiled and shouted, "Haochen!"

Yun Haochen turned around and raised the corner of his mouth: "Are you all right? Let's go then!" He reached out and held Qingcheng.

Patriarch Feng also followed from behind, looking at him, he couldn't help frowning.

He coughed lightly: "Cough cough... boy, are you the king of Weiyang Guochen?"

Yun Haochen looked at Patriarch Feng and said respectfully, "Grandpa Hui Patriarch, this is the younger generation."

"Who is your patriarch's grandfather? Don't shout!" Feng patriarch said with a serious expression.

Qingcheng watched from the side, with a faint smile in his eyes, looking at Yun Haochen, with a posture that had nothing to do with me, and he managed it himself.

Yun Haochen knew in his heart that the patriarch Feng was trying to be embarrassed, so he respectfully said again: "This junior is Cheng'er's fiancé, and she has agreed to marry the junior. Then the junior should call you the patriarch's grandfather."

Patriarch Feng scrutinized him up and down, and his tone was somewhat disgusting: "You have white hair at a young age, not good, not good, wearing a mask on this face is either beautiful or amazingly ugly. Either attract bees and butterflies, wives and concubines Crowding in groups, or affecting the appearance of the next generation, is not good."

Qingcheng wanted to laugh, but tried to hold back.

Yun Haochen raised his eyebrows, and immediately said, "The patriarch's grandfather's words are not good. The junior has silver hair, not white hair. Cheng'er said that she likes it the most. The appearance of the junior is indeed unparalleled. Who can be worthy of Cheng'er, who is astonishing as heaven and man? In the hearts of the younger generation, Cheng'er is already the best woman in the world, and it is enough to be with her forever. Does the patriarch grandpa think that there is more than Cheng in this world A better woman?"

Qingcheng was a little surprised, what happened to this man today, his mouth is so sweet?

When Patriarch Feng heard this, he was suddenly a little surprised, this kid is quite able to talk! snort!

Deliberately sullen, he said in a sullen manner: "Little darling is naturally the best in the world! You are a good talker, I hope you can really do what you said, remember, don't do anything that makes her sad! If you dare to hurt her a bit! Just wait for the revenge of the Feng Clan!"

Yun Haochen's expression changed immediately, and he said solemnly, "Junior will never do anything to hurt her! There is no rush to make Cheng'er happy! Why would you want to make her sad? Patriarch, don't worry!" It's easy to get back together.

Qingcheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, Grandpa Patriarch! He treats me very well, I trust him."

Yun Haochen turned sideways, raised the corners of his mouth, and called out happily, "Cheng'er, thank you for your trust."

Qingcheng looked at him with a smile, and the two looked at each other affectionately.

Patriarch Feng felt that he was superfluous for a moment, and immediately coughed lightly, "Cough...cough..." He said in disgust, "Alright, alright, if you have something to do, leave quickly! Don't be so embarrassed by the old man..."

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