Chapter 816 What Trouble Have You Gotten Yourself Into Again?

Grandpa Zhou's high praise attracted everyone's attention to Leng Zhiyuan, "Haha, Grandpa Zhou, it seems that you are very satisfied with this granddaughter-in-law."

Grandpa Zhou patted his chest, "More than satisfied? A thousand satisfactions, ten thousand satisfactions! Haha. Okay, everyone has seen it. This is the first time my granddaughter-in-law is here. You should disperse quickly and don't scare her."

"Grandpa Zhou, you are too protective of her. Okay, let's chat there."

Everyone welcomed Grandpa Zhou to the front, and Zhou's father followed behind.

Then Leng Zhiyuan followed Zhou's mother to meet several old ladies and noble ladies who were family friends. Zhou's mother was afraid that she would feel awkward and embarrassed, so she took care of her emotions all the way. Leng Zhiyuan also behaved generously and smiled back at those people.

After a lot of effort, Zhou's mother met a childhood sister and chatted there. She walked aside to take a breath and saw a glass of red wine on the buffet table. She picked up the glass and took a sip.

At this time, she saw seven or eight girls who looked like noble ladies gathered behind her on the left side. They looked at her and whispered.

Leng Zhiyuan had good hearing and could vaguely hear---

"Look, that's Major General Zhou's newlywed wife."

"She is indeed beautiful, but her expression is so cold and arrogant. She didn't smile since she entered the door. She seems very rude."

"That's right. I don't know what Major General Zhou likes about her. Even Mr. Zhou's family treats her very well. They took care of her all the time just now."

"Hmph, I don't think she is worthy of our Major General Zhou!"...

Leng Zhiyuan listened expressionlessly. It seems that these girls like Zhou Yao, so now they regard her as a rival in love, dislike her in various ways and secretly slander her.

That annoying handsome face appeared in her mind. Hmph, he must have been flirting with many women outside.

Men are really not good!

She put down the wine glass and walked towards the bathroom.

But after taking two steps, a waiter bumped into her from behind, and the red wine in the waiter's hand spilled directly on her skirt, "Miss, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, are you okay?"

The waiter bent down to help her wipe the skirt.

The waiter was stunned when he wiped it. It turned out that Leng Zhiyuan was wearing a pair of white sneakers, but the skirt was too long, so she deliberately hid it and no one saw it.

Now everyone's eyes were focused on her. Those women who were dressed gorgeously and behaved noble covered their mouths and laughed secretly, "Oh my God, she actually wore a pair of sneakers in such an occasion, how impolite and uneducated."

"That's right, this seems to be the new daughter-in-law of the Zhou family. Just now, Mr. Zhou praised her like a treasure."...

This pair of sneakers was Leng Zhiyuan's own idea. Zhou's mother customized several pairs of crystal high heels for her, but she didn't wear them. She really couldn't get used to wearing high heels. Even if she forced herself to wear them, she would walk crookedly, which would be even uglier.

She thought she could hide it, but she didn't expect to be exposed.

When she looked up, she could see the seven or eight girls giggling excitedly. This waiter must have been deliberately arranged by them. More and more people looked at her, some mocking, some gloating, some despising...

She felt full of malice.

The two hands hanging by her side slowly clenched into fists. She usually dealt with real guns and bullets. Although dangerous, they were very direct. She would fight back directly against those who dared to bully her. However, this was the first time she faced such a scene. Facing the difficulties of those girls and the ridicule of these people, she didn't know what to do?

She was afraid that if she did it, it would make the Zhou family look worse.

The Zhou family, except Zhou Yao, was really good to her.

Zhou's mother, Mr. Zhou and Zhou's father had noticed the situation here. The three of them stood up and were about to rush over...

Leng Zhiyuan didn't want to implicate them. She wanted to leave. Anyway, she didn't belong here.

When she was about to act, a familiar low and mellow voice suddenly came into her ears, "Mrs. Zhou, what trouble have you caused again?"

Leng Zhiyuan heard the voice and looked, only to see a path in the middle of the crowd, and a tall figure slowly walked over.

"Major General Zhou..."

It was Zhou Yao.

Today he wore a white shirt, a black suit made by hand, and slim black trousers wrapped around his long legs. This occasional formal outfit made him look handsome.

He slowly came to her in front of everyone. She was very tall among women, 1.75 meters, but she looked a little petite in front of him and needed to look up at him.

"Mrs. Zhou, I've been away for a few days, and you've caused trouble for me again? What are you doing now? Are you playing the clown for others to see? Let me see how I'll deal with you when I get back!"

At this time, a subordinate brought a pair of crystal high heels. The 1.9-meter-tall man slowly squatted on one knee in front of her, and then flexibly helped her untie the laces of her sneakers with his fingers, "Lift your foot."

His tone seemed impatient, but his movements were so doting.

Leng Zhiyuan obediently lifted her foot.

He took off her sneakers and put them on crystal high heels. He stood up and extended his right hand to her gentlemanly, "Mrs. Zhou, can I ask you to dance with me?"

Leng Zhiyuan was stunned for a few seconds, then she put her little hand in his palm. When she slid into the dance floor with him, she saw Zhou's mother walked over and personally bent down to pick up her white sneakers and handed them to her subordinates, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, my wife doesn't like to wear high heels."

"Haha, Zhiyuan doesn't like it, so who stipulates that you must wear high heels, old man Ni, don't you think so?"

Father Zhou stepped forward and glanced at the waiter sternly. The waiter looked at the seven or eight girls with a guilty conscience, and the girls all lowered their heads in fear.

This farce ended like this, and the rumor that Leng Zhiyuan was spoiled by the Zhou family spread.

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Leng Zhiyuan's heart became extremely soft. Although this fake marriage was not what she wanted, she was moved and warmed by the Zhou family after marrying here from Hong Kong.

At this time, a low laugh sounded above her head, "What are you thinking about? This is the third time you stepped on my foot."

Leng Zhiyuan raised her eyes and suddenly bumped into Zhou Yao's deep and bright black eyes. He smiled at the corners of his mouth and looked at her with some tenderness and some ridicule.

There was a thorn in her heart. She snorted heavily and turned her head away.

"Are you still angry with me?" He asked with a smile.

She pursed her red lips and said nothing.

"You punished me that day, and made me even more injured. Today I rushed back to save you. It's still not enough, huh?" He deliberately lowered his voice, and his low, mellow and pleasant voice poured into her eardrums, generating an inexplicable current.

She shrank back.

"Don't retreat, if you retreat again, we can go home and dance." He clasped her cold little hand tightly in his palm, and in an instant his generous and warm body temperature ironed her skin.