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After hearing this, Yang Huai knew that he was overthinking it, and continued to drag him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I have never asked you for money. It's all my help."

"Where can anyone help me for no reason like this?" Wu Poxiong looked even more anxious than Yang Huai, "I'm telling you, I'm just a girl. I can't afford to offend you rich people. Don't worry, I really know how to make money." I’ll give you a lot back.”

Yang Huai touched his forehead and said with a smile, "The fever is not serious. Can I take you to the hospital?"

"Hey, don't make fun of me," Wu Poxiong slapped his hand away, "You are so arrogant, we are a small family, but we can't afford it!"

When he heard that Yang Huai was the head of Wanwen Group, he was shocked at first, and even couldn't believe it.

He was not happy at all when his sister married into a wealthy family.

He fearfully thought that this was because he was short of other people's money, and his sister was paying off the debt with her own life!

He thought he was going to die, and he didn't care, but he couldn't push his sister into the fire pit. Marriage was related to her for the rest of her life, so how could she be such a childish person?

"Who is playing with you?" Yang Huai said seriously, "Brother Xiong, we have known each other for a day or two. How can I deceive you? I sincerely want to marry your sister."

"If it weren't for the sake of our acquaintance, I would have long ago..." Wu Poxiong gritted his teeth viciously and said, "I would risk my life and die with you."

After being shocked, Yang Huai was so frightened that he quickly patted his chest and said with a smile, "Brother Xiong, my little heart can't stand your intimidation. Now, if I treat Xiaojun badly in the future, can you deal with me again?"

Please believe me, I'm really serious. "

"Really?" Wu Poxiong was dubious and muttered, "You rich people are just talking nonsense."

Seeing that my mother was already wearing a navy blue skirt, standing under the pergola and looking over here, I finally realized that I couldn't live in this home, so I glared at Yang Huai and went into the house to change clothes.

He put on a shirt casually and rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to fight.

Mr. Wu Bo came in, pulled off his sleeves again, only rolled them up one way, and then said, "This is a life-long matter for your sister and me, so I can't be vague about it."

Wu Poxiong said angrily, "Are you really going to marry that little bastard?"

Mr. Wu Bo corrected him, "I will be your brother-in-law from now on. Don't curse. If you say that again, I will get angry with you."

Wu Poxiong became even angrier when he heard this, stamped his feet and said, "You haven't even entered the door yet, and you are helping an outsider?"

"Did I help you too much?" Mr. Wu Bo tied the tie for him, "Today is my good day, don't embarrass me, okay?"

Wu Poxiong hesitated and said, "But... you won't marry him because of me. You don't need to care about my life and death. It is natural to pay back debts and there is no need to be like this."

Mr. Wu Bo hurriedly covered his mouth, looked outside, and then whispered, "Don't let your parents hear. They are both in poor health. You have to make them angry to death to be proud, right?"

Wu Poxiong explained, "I didn't mean that, sister, I was thinking about you."

He still lowered his voice consciously.

Wu Bojun said seriously, "If you really care about me, after I get married, my family will be completely dependent on you. Promise me not to gamble anymore!"

Wu Poxiong said, "As long as you don't go with that boy, I will agree to whatever you say. If you don't have enough money, I will pay it back slowly."

Mr. Wu Bo said, "I'm not kidding. I admit that I was initially angry with him, but the more I got to know him, the more I felt that he was reliable. Why can't I marry such a reliable and rich person?"

Brother, my only request now is that you be more mature and take care of your family. "

Wu Poxiong lowered his head and said bitterly, "But..."

Wu Bojun interrupted without hesitation, "It's nothing but, he is not a bad person. Can you trust your sister's vision? You should be happy. Your sister has finally gotten married after being single for so long, right? Smile?" "

"hey-hey."

Mr. Wu Bo waved his hand, "Forget it, it's even uglier than crying. I'm telling you, don't think blindly anymore, otherwise, I will really get angry with you."

She looked carefully in the mirror to make sure there was nothing inappropriate, and then left the room. She heard her father muttering, "A good cabbage is a pig's fault."

Wu Bojun chuckled and said, "Dad, are you okay? Let's go."

"Let's go?" Wu Xian looked at his wife.

Mrs. Wu nodded and got into the car door opened by Yang Huai, and then Wu Xian got in the car.

Because Wu Poxiong was too big, Wu Pojun pushed her into the front passenger seat, and she sat in the back seat with her parents.

Yang Huai's car didn't drive very fast, but the distance was not far, so he arrived at the place quickly.

As soon as Yang Xuewen and Li Mei saw the car entering the yard, they immediately came out of the house to greet it.

Yang Xuewen stretched out his hand to Wu Xian, "Brother, please come quickly, please come sit down in the room."

Over there, Li Mei also pulled Mrs. Wu into the house.

Limei makes tea and peels fruits.

Mrs. Wu bowed, twirling the Buddhist beads in her hand and said, "Thank you."

Li Mei put the food on the table, and after letting Wu Xian and Wu Boxiong take their seats, she set up a small table for Mrs. Wu alone, placed five or six plates of vegetarian dishes on it, and said with a smile, "Sister, if the cooking is not good, don't dislike it. Don’t worry, there won’t be any meat or fat at all.”

She actually remembered the old lady's taboos.

"Trouble." The old lady said nothing from the moment she walked in until now.

The food was sumptuous, but the Wu family's thoughts were not on the food. They didn't even drink wine. They simply ate a few bites, which was enough to cope with it.

After the meal, the two families sat on both sides of the sofa, and Wu Bojun personally served everyone tea and water.

"Brother, you don't have to choose your terms." This was the first sentence Wu Xian said.

Li Mei didn't understand Cantonese. Only Yang Xuewen, who had been doing business in the south for many years, knew Cantonese. He answered, "Brother, I dare not say anything more, but I can guarantee that when the girl comes in, she can't endure the hardship or the grievance. As long as she The two children are living well, and we accept everything."

Wu Xian nodded, "In terms of conditions, we are much worse than you, but we are not short of food and drink. We have food and drink in our lives and a lot of spare money, so what else can we ask for?"

The Yang family is rich, but the Wu family disdains it. He is not here to climb high today. There is no reason why his daughter is not worthy of the Yang family!

Yang Xuewen smiled and said, "Where, where, brother is joking, to put it bluntly, my family is bare-walled, drinking and eating steamed buns every day, and the two children have reached this point, and I have to shamelessly come to ask your brother today."

He also made it clear that the two families only talked about matters regardless of their family status.