The fragments of the celadon tea bowl splashed on the floor, and Qi Chengxu stepped forward to make Ji Shu relax.
Qi Ye's eyes turned cold, and he raised his foot to kick out a fragment of the tea bowl. It passed across the back of Qi Chengxu's hand accurately, making him retract his hand immediately in fright.
Ji Shu took several steps back and distanced himself from Qi Chengxu.
"I want you to show your courtesy here?"
Qi Ye seemed to grit his teeth, and the words were squeezed out from between his teeth.
Qi Chengxu covered the back of his hands and his face turned red. Wu Dinghou glanced at Qi Ye with a gloomy face in confusion, wondering where his anger came from.
Only Ji Shu lowered his head and grasped the silk handkerchief helplessly, his fingertips digging into his flesh.
Suddenly, a shadow fell from the top of her head, enveloping her whole body in it.
Qi Ye asked in a cold voice: "What's your name?"
Ji Shu blinked his eyes and opened his mouth, but his throat was too dry to speak.
Qi Chengxu was extremely anxious on the sidelines. He felt that Qi Ye was sick and would definitely target Ji Shu. If he made a move, Ji Shu's body would not be able to stop him.
He said bravely: "Ji Shu! Brother, this is my wife Ji Shu!"
"Are you his wife?"
Ji Shu was very close to him and could clearly hear his voice of grinding his teeth in hatred and his cold gaze.
Qi Chengxu: "Yes! She is!"
"I'm asking her!"
Qi Ye growled, his eyes never leaving Ji Shu for a moment. Ji Shu mustered up the courage to look up at him.
"I-I'm..." But soon it wasn't.
"..."
"very good."
Qi Ye was silent for a moment, then laughed with contempt and ridicule. It was obvious that the veins on his forehead were beating with anger. He just laughed for a long time.
Wu Dinghou said to Ji Shu: "You should go back first. Are you feeling unwell and your face is pale?"
Before Ji Shu came, she was physically tired and uncomfortable, but now she felt miserable and uncomfortable, and her brain ached. She wanted to explain to Qi Ye, but she couldn't say it at the moment.
"If you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest. What can you do if you hold on? You can tolerate everything, are you not afraid of bursting your belly?"
Qi Ye had something to say and said in a strange tone.
Ji Shu pursed his lips in grievance and did not move his feet.
Qi Ye glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, closed his eyes, and said to Marquis Wu Ding expressionlessly:
"My mansion has not been repaired. I will stay with you for a few days. Ask someone to build a yard for me."
Wu Dinghou was very happy, "Okay! Shu Shu, you go back and rest first. Chang Ying wants to stay. We will have a reunion dinner at our house tonight, and we can't miss you."
Ji Shu took a breath, said this, turned around and left.
In Baosha, the servants came in to collect the broken porcelain pieces and bandaged Qi Chengxu's wounds. Wu Dinghou looked at Qi Ye and asked with a strange face:
"Chang Ying, do you know Shu Shu?"
"do not know."
"Then you just..."
Qi Ye raised his eyelids and said, "An ordinary-looking young man who is just waiting to die is a decent lady with good looks and a family. She is willing to wait for him for six years and even raise cheap children for him. I think It's strange, I just want to confirm if there is anything wrong with her brain."
Wu Dinghou: "..."
Qi Chengxu: "..."
This reason is both weird and reasonable. The main person in question is Qi Ye. He has always been surly and willful, so it is not surprising.
Qi Chengxu felt so humiliated that he got up and ran away after wrapping his wounds.
Qi Ye looked at his leaving figure with a subtle murderous intent in his eyes, when Wu Dinghou pushed a cup of tea to him.
Qi Ye narrowed his eyes and asked calmly: "What did you call Ji Shu just now?"
"Huh? Shushu, you don't know, I keep calling her like this, and the family seems friendly."
"Don't shout in the future."
"ah?"
Qi Ye stared at him and said word by word: "It's not etiquette. Whose father-in-law calls his daughter-in-law's name like this? It doesn't matter if it ruins your reputation, it also hurts others."
Wu Dinghou choked. He wanted to show off as a father, but the son in front of him was more promising than him. Moreover, since he took back the pregnant Li family just a few days after his late wife died in childbirth, Qi Ye rarely said anything to him. Even calling him "Father" is a luxury.
In the past, he didn't care because he couldn't afford to offend Qi Taibao, but now that Qi Ye has become the champion, he can't afford to offend him even more.
Children are sinners.
Wu Dinghou said with a stiff smile: "Okay, I'll just stop shouting from now on."
Ji Shu had a very uneasy sleep. When he woke up, it was already dark outside, and Xitao came in with the light on.
"Miss, are you still tired? Would you like to sleep a little longer?"
"No."
In fact, Ji Shu wasn't sleepy anymore. She just thought about meeting Qi Ye at the family dinner later, which made her feel panicked and sour.
Xitao put down her things and helped Ji Shu get dressed. Ji Shu cooperated with her and asked:
"What did you bring?"
"Oh, it seems that the uncle sent it here."
Ji Shu panicked, could it be her jade token?
She pushed Xitao away and ran forward to take a look, and was stunned, "Ointment?"
Xitao stepped forward, "Yes, I was still thinking about whether the broken porcelain piece had scratched the lady. I came in and showed the lady. There was no injury. I don't know how to deal with the ointment."
Ji Shu lifted up her sleeves and trousers in confusion. She also remembered that she was not injured by the tea bowl. Xitao put the sleeves of her jacket on her, took her hand and glanced at it, then whispered.
"Ah! Miss's palm is hurt!"
Ji Shu glanced over and remembered that the small wound on the palm of his hand was scratched by his fingernails because he was too nervous in Baosha. It had solidified now. Apart from a slight sting when he stretched his palm, there was actually no pain. Big deal.
Xitao applied the ointment to Ji Shu's palms, "The uncle observed so carefully that the servant didn't even notice that the lady's palm was injured. It's really derelict in one's duty. The servant polished the lady's nails."
The candlelight flickered against Ji Shu's calm face. She stroked her heart, and her uneasy anxiety had disappeared.
"Tao'er, change your clothes and go to the banquet."
Ji Shu put on delicate makeup, and she saw Qi Ye very much now!
In the flower hall in the front yard, the servants served dishes one after another, and a table of the Eight Immortals was placed. Ji Shu happened to have the steward come and tell him that he could sit down.
The main seat was occupied by Wu Dinghou, and Li sat down to his left. The right side was originally reserved for Qi Ye, but he sat directly opposite them. Wu Dinghou's face turned dark.
He winked at Qi Chengxu, and Qi Chengxu walked up to Qi Ye. As soon as his butt touched the chair, the chair was kicked away by Qi Ye, and Qi Chengxu fell to the ground.
Qi Ye: "Get lost."
Marquis Wu Ding kept stroking his chest. Mrs. Li was angry and angry, but she didn't dare to say anything to him. She raised her hand and called Qi Chengxu, "Xu'er, sit next to me."
"Shu'er, let's go sit over there."
Qi Chengxu angrily tried to pull Ji Shu away, but Ji Shu put his hand away.
"The family banquet is held to welcome the uncle. What does it look like when the uncle is surrounded by nothing?"
She walked slowly to the seat next to Qi Ye, dragged the chair back and sat down. Everyone in the hall held their breath.
Qi Ye just glanced at her, his dark eyes showing no emotion. Wu Dinghou took a long breath and called Qi Chengxu to sit down.
The three people across from them were all on tenterhooks as they ate dinner, fearing that Qi Ye would upset the table and flip the table over, but they were relieved when they didn't see him having an attack at the end of the meal.
The five people at the table were all silent. Ji Shu originally thought that if the banquet was lively, he would secretly say a few words to Qi Ye and explain something, but he had no chance until the banquet was almost over.
Ji Shu became more and more anxious and angry, and wanted to vent his anger through small actions.
Her hands were still injured, so she could only move her legs and feet under the table, which happened to be the legs of the Eight Immortals Table next to her.
She moved her feet, rubbed, rubbed, and kicked, venting her anxiety while eating Xitaobu's dishes with a serious look on her face.
Suddenly! A big warm palm pressed on her right leg that was making small moves!
The dishes Ji Shu had just picked up fell back onto the plate.
Snapped--
The dishes on Qi Ye's right side fell to the ground. With the harsh crackling sound, Qi Ye squeezed out a few words from his lips and teeth:
"Stop it."
