young married woman?
Hearing these three words, Moxinian’s anger almost burst out of his mouth.
Where did the stinky boy dare to call Hawthorne that way.
Hawthorne gave him a white look: “you don’t come here.”
Moxinian said coldly: “Mr. Han, as far as I know, Hawthorne is still single. Is it appropriate for you to call a single woman that?”
Han Zhi looked at Moxinian, his face still sunny: “Mr. Mo doesn’t know something. Wynn and I had a baby kiss when we were young. I called her that since I was a child. When my uncles and aunts were alive, they never objected. We are all used to it.”
Moxinian’s voice was cold: “You were young when you were young, but now that you have grown up, naturally you can’t count the oral marriages you made when you were young.”
Hearing what Moxinian said, Han Zhi couldn’t help but look at him.
“It doesn’t count if Mr. Mo said it. This is a marriage arranged by our mothers for us. How can it be counted? Are you right, daughter-in-law?”
Hawthorne knows the rules that moxinian has always lived. He must be very angry when he hears such an unreliable name.
She hurriedly said to Han Zhi: “Don’t you still want to go in and say hello, go quickly.”
Han Zhi’s hand was in the shape of a pistol, and he pointed lightly at Hawthorne: “then we have agreed, you will follow me later.”
“She still has books to read, so I won’t accompany her.”
Han Zhi looked at Moxinian, why does this man control his wife so much?
It’s too much.
Han Zhi ignored Moxinian’s words and just looked at Huo Huaien: “then tomorrow, wait for my call.”
Howard squinted at him and smiled: “Got it, go.”
Han Zhi nodded to moxinian, turned around and entered the banquet hall.
Moxinian looks at Hawthorne coldly.
Hawthorne pouted: “why are you looking at me like that? Did I do something wrong? ”
Moxinian only felt that there was nowhere to vent the unknown anger in his heart, so he hummed, “Let’s go.”
“where to.”
Moxinian said coldly: “Isn’t it you who are leaving? Where are you going? Meet your little husband in private? ”
Hearing what Moxinian’s second aunt said, Hawthorne laughed.
Moxinian stopped and stared back at her: “is it funny?”
“Brother Xinian, who calls his fiancé Mr. these days.”
“Fiance?” Unexpectedly, that man is already her fiance in Hawthorne’s eyes?
“No, I mean I didn’t expect to meet Han Zhi here, it’s just a coincidence.”
The elevator door opened and Moxinian walked in.
Huo Huaien looked back: “don’t you have to wait for Su Yao?”