Wang Shanhai lowered his eyes slightly when he heard this: "No need, my brother will leave after saying a few words."
After that, he pushed Wang Shaoan out.
Wang Shaoan stood in front of Han Jiangxue and his daughter, a little bit reluctant.
He is not as arrogant as he was in the Third Academy.
After all, this is the Longqian Courtyard, an important place for the military. The First Courtyard can manage it rationally, but emotionally, others won't listen.
"I have two main opinions, and I want to discuss them with Madam..."
Zhao Changying sneered: "What else is there to talk about? That slap at the door of the Third Hospital is something I will never forget!"
When Wang Shaoan heard this, his expression froze slightly.
Then he showed an impatient look: "Xiao Zhao, I don't want to talk to you."
Zhao Changying's expression twitched.
This Madam, is she calling Dead Xuebao?
Damn it, you, Wang Shaoan, are fifty-five years old this year, right? Put aside the feudal society, you can give birth to a dead Xuebao.
Did you call her madam?
Do you want to be shameless?
Have you forgotten how she humiliated you in the third hospital?
"Oh." Zhao Changying picked up the tea cup and covered up the embarrassment on his face.
Han Jiangxue raised her eyes and glanced at Wang Shaoan, then pursed her lips and said, "Sit down and talk."
"No trouble, I have to go back to the hospital for an anti-inflammatory shot later."
Wang Shaoan declined politely.
Han Jiangxue nodded lightly, put down the teacup and said, "I understand the whole thing. There is indeed something wrong with my mother. She shouldn't beat you in public."
"I'm actually fine."
Wang Shaoan said slowly: "I also knocked Xiao Zhao's mouth out of shape later. I didn't lose money and made a small profit."
Yingzi, who was sitting next to him, was breathing disorderly and couldn't hold himself tight.
"Since you have digested it yourself." Han Jiangxue imitated Brother Zhang's posture and temperament when negotiating with others from memory, and said neither salty nor lightly. "Then what are we talking about? Let's forget about the grudges with a smile."
Before Wang Shaoan opened his mouth, Zhao Changying asked secretly: "Is it possible that you hold a grudge against my daughter for beating you in public?"
When Wang Shaoan heard this, his face suddenly darkened, and he said in a sonorous voice: "Xiao Zhao, pay attention to the way you speak. Longqian Villa, a stronghold of the military, is not a place for you to sow discord."
After saying that, he looked at Han Jiangxue with a kind expression: "Madam, your Majesty judges the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and your thoughts are cramped."
"Give me some face and be considerate." Han Jiangxue followed suit and looked at Zhao Changying dotingly. "A bit spoiled."
Wang Shaoan nodded slightly, pursed his lips and said, "Xiao Zhao, be more careful next time."
Yingzi twitched the corner of her mouth but did not talk back.
But she noticed.
The third son of the Wang family came to visit, but it was not obvious that he was looking for bad luck.
Moreover, regarding Xuebao’s friendly attitude, I just wanted to make two comments.
Is this an advice for Xuebao to go to bed early and get up early, and pay attention to his health?
Zhao Changying was dumbfounded.
He secretly glanced at his daughter and found that Xuebao was calm and calm as he sipped tea. He was very steady.
The way Wang Shanhai looked at Lao San was also strange.
While discussing countermeasures in the car, the third child wanted to take advantage of his father's orders and burn down the Longqian Courtyard.
But he didn't even meet the real owner. He was just talking to Zhang Xiangbei's wife and he was so complimentary.
No wonder my father has always praised the third child for his cleverness since he was a child. Now that he is a child...
"Didn't you just want to make two comments?" Han Jiangxue put down the teacup and glanced at Wang Shaoan. "To make a long story short, don't delay your anti-inflammatory shot."
"I'm stupid and I'm afraid I can't express myself clearly." Wang Shaoan said tactfully. "Brother, why don't you tell me something?"
"I don't know what you want to say." Wang Shanhai frowned.
"We just discussed it in the car." Wang Shaoan said straightforwardly.
Wang Shanhai looked at Wang Shaoan in disbelief.
Third child, are you a fucking smiling tiger?
Do you know what we discussed in the car?
You want Zhang Xiangbei to kowtow to you in public in his villa in Longqian Courtyard, wearing the Beimang military uniform he wore when he retired?
Wang Shanhai's palms were sweating.
Chills in the back.
Han Jiangxue glanced at Wang Shanhai with encouraging eyes: "Xiao Wang, if you have anything to say, just say it."
"It's hard to say." Wang Shanhai frowned and shook his head slightly. "The situation is more complicated."
After saying that, he turned his head and glanced at Wang Shaoan: "Third brother, how about you say it yourself?"
"I said it myself, I'm afraid I can't express myself clearly." Wang Shaoan was a little anxious. "What should I do if I offend someone?"
If you offend someone, you will die.
The trouble was your fault.
What, you still have to take the blame for me?
Even that old guy is hiding in Mingzhu and refuses to return to Beijing. Am I your father?
Hearing this, Wang Shaoan took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I'll say it. Brother, if I don't express my meaning later, please remind me."
Wang Shaoan looked at Han Jiangxue and said neither humble nor arrogantly: "What my eldest brother means is that after I was beaten, he is like a father, so he has to stand up for me. Even if General Zhang is the commander-in-chief of the military, he still has to apologize. It's best to kowtow to me." one."
