Chapter: 891

She used to feel that she was humiliated enough in the Zheng family!

Unexpectedly, today I can meet the most humiliating moment in my life!

Even Zheng Jun gritted his teeth.

They wanted to attach themselves to Tang's family today, even if they couldn't show off, at least they had to make some achievements.

But now? What did you do besides being ashamed?

"Hurry up and get in, you'll embarrass our Tang family, what a shame!"

At this time, Tang Weiyun couldn't help but speak.

"It's all right for you to be ashamed of yourself, why don't you still want to look at my father and grandma so ashamed?"

"You don't feel ashamed, we can't afford to lose face!"

At this moment, Tang Weiyun is really earnest and hates iron but not steel!


Zheng Jun and Tang Ling had no choice but to bow their heads and quickly retreat into the hall.

Zheng Man'er and Zheng Xiaoxuan were about to go in, but were stopped by the Tang family.

"You two stay, let that guy get out!" A Tang family member pointed at Ye Hao and said with a cold expression.

Ye Hao was about to say something, but Zheng Man'er was about to cry: "I beg you to stop talking, please go in, okay?"

"Otherwise I really can't stand it!"

Ye Hao had no choice but to follow into the hall.

Next, it's time to sit.

Originally, Zheng Man'er's family was located relatively in front, not too far from the seat where the old lady was.

But now that these things happened, their seats were directly moved to a temporary position in the back.

People would rather leave the seats in front of them empty than let them use them.

From the change of seats, it can be seen that the old lady of the Tang family originally wanted to give Zheng Man'er's family a chance.

Now she is completely desperate.

Because, only those with more important status can be in the front.

Now judging from the seats, Zheng Jun's family is insignificant.

Only Zheng Xiaoxuan was pulled over by Tang Ya and sat at their table.

"We still have a chance!" Zheng Jun gritted his teeth at this moment.

"As long as our gift can win the favor of the old lady, we can return to the front seat!"

Seeing Zheng Jun's expression, Tang Ling sneered, and said disheartenedly: "This trash, what good things can you prepare? You'd better stop fantasizing."

Zheng Jun's expression changed: "I heard Xiaoxuan describe it, and I think it should be an antique. Maybe Ye Hao got shit luck?"

When Tang Ling heard it, she felt that it made some sense. JrNovels.com