My Gorgeous Fiancee

"Come, my grandson, my wife, sit over here. Let that damn brat, Collapsing Mountain, eat on his feet."    

    

The old man patted a spot beside him and said.    

    

Of course, Wu Shangwen couldn't listen to him. He sat down next to Ye Mengyi.    

    

Not long after, the dishes began to be served. The table was soon filled to the brim with Yang Chenghu's Crab, Abalone Dragon's Hand, Papaya Sea Cucumber and the like.    

    

"Excuse me, may I have a drink with you?"    

    

"Oh, two beers."    

    

Wu Zewen was interrupted by the old man just as he finished speaking.    

    

"What kind of beer are you drinking? Is it fun for guys to drink that?" Girl, bring me two bottles of Erguotou! "    

    

Wu Zewen was almost struck by lightning as he hurriedly lowered his voice and said.    

    

"I say, old man, this is a high-end hotel, there's no second tier hotel here."    

    

It was apparently the first time that the waitress had met such a shocking customer. She tried her best to hold back her laughter as she patiently said, "Sorry, sir. We don't have a second pot here!"    

    

"What?! There's no Erguotou!" Then, you can come outside the small village or the old village head or whatever. "    

    

The old man had no choice but to take a step back.    

    

It was no wonder that the elderly in the mountain village drank wine that was basically brewed by himself all year round. It was also during the New Year festivities that he only drank one or two cups of wine, so naturally he thought that this was the best wine.    

    

Even Ye Mengyi, who was sitting beside him, could not help but laugh.    

    

"I'm sorry, sir. "Here."    

    

Before the waitress finished her sentence, Ye Mengyi's face turned serious and said, "Young mistress, open a bottle of 60 year old Maotai!"    

    

"Alright!"    

    

The waitress slightly bowed, then turned around and walked towards the wine rack behind them.    

    

At this time, Ye Mengyi smiled and said to Xue Haohan: "Master Xue, how about you try this Maotai? "If you don't feel good, why don't we change it to a second pot?"    

    

From the waitress's reaction just now, Xue Haohan could tell that he had made a fool of himself. He scratched his head and said in embarrassment, "I'll do as my daughter says!"    

    

A moment later, the Maotai arrived, and the waitress filled the glasses in front of everyone.    

    

"It smells so good!"    

    

Xue Haohan sniffed at his nose, and could not help but pick up his wine cup with a 'chink' and take a small sip.    

    

"Brat, bring me a few bottles when you leave later."    

    

On the other side, after hearing the other party's words, Wu Shangwen almost vomited out the tea he had just drunk.    

    

Ye Mengyi smiled and said, "Rest assured Old Master Xue, leave this matter to me." "Come, let me toast you!"    

    

After saying that, Ye Mengyi raised her head and did it.    

    

Xue Haohan was so happy that his mouth couldn't close. He quickly did it as well. The more he looked at Ye Mengyi, the more he liked her. He couldn't help but say, "Your daughter is so sensible." Smelly brat, you two have to hurry up, I'm still waiting to carry my grandson! "    

    

When Ye Mengyi heard this, her face flushed red like a peach blossoming in May. She couldn't help but lower her head, but she kept using her eyes to glance at Wu Zewen.    

    

Wu Zewen smiled awkwardly, "Let's talk about this after this busy period of time."    

    

"Humph, I'm not speaking the truth! "Come, daughter, let's drink."    

    

After that, Xue Haohan and Ye Mengyi started to drink again.    

    

After drinking another cup, the old man suddenly thought of something and took out an old and small cloth bag from his bosom. He carefully opened the bag on the left side layer by layer, revealing an emerald jade bracelet.    

    

"My daughter, this bracelet is a follow-up letter to him." Mother gave it to me personally that year, saying that it was passed down from generation to generation by the Wu Clan, and wanted me to give it to your future wife.    

    

"It's true!"    

    

Ye Mengyi couldn't believe her ears. Her face was brimming with happiness as she looked at Wu Shangwen and then at the bracelet. She happily held the bracelet in her hands and carefully held it in her hands.    

    

The jadeite bracelet exuded a warm luster, contrasting with her snow-white wrist, it was even whiter than before.    

    

Ye Mengyi kept groping for the jade bracelet on her wrist. She had seen a lot of priceless treasures and had a lot of them at home, but this jade bracelet was different because it represented a different meaning.    

    

"Thank you, Old Master Xue."    

    

Ye Mengyi smiled happily.    

    

Xue Haohan's face stiffened, and said: "Why are you still called Grandpa Xue?"    

    

"Oh, Grandfather. "Thank you, grandpa."    

    

Ye Mengyi quickly changed her words.    

    

"Hehe, that's more like it, grandson's wife."    

    

Xue Haohan was grinning from ear to ear.    

    

This meal was extremely enjoyable, especially for Xue Haohan. Seeing that Wu Zewen had found such a beautiful girlfriend, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Old fellow, I've brought you guys up so that I can be considered to be worthy of your care back then!"    

    

After finishing their drinks, the three of them walked out of the hotel.    

    

Of course, before leaving, Ye Mengyi did not forget to bring the old man four bottles of Maotai wine.    

    

The old man could see that he was enjoying his drink tonight.    

    

However, when Wu Zewen passed by the lobby on the first floor, he suddenly felt a wave of uneasiness all over his body. It was a feeling like he was being closely watched by a fierce beast.    

    

It was the first time since he started his cultivation that he felt such terror.    

    

Immediately, he followed the direction he felt something coming from and turned his head around to find that there was a black skinny old man sitting on a table near the window. Strangely, there was a bowl and chopsticks placed opposite the old man, but no one was there.    

    

The old man was as skinny as a bamboo pole. His sallow face held a trace of sadness. His eyes were like an eagle's as he stared fixedly at Wu Shangwen, and the corners of his mouth curled up as he squeezed out a fiendish smile like a death god.    

    

Wu Zewen's mind raced. He immediately remembered that this black-clothed old man was the same old man he met after killing Cang Mu Kong. He had left the mountain early in the morning to eat breakfast.    

    

That's right, this old man was Feng Xue!    

    

Ever since the base in the capital was destroyed by Wu Shangwen, Feng Xue searched the entire world for the latter.    

    

Today, he had just gone to pay homage to his old friend Cang Mukong, swearing that the next time he came, he would bring Wu Shangwen's head to pay homage to his soul in heaven.    

    

As luck would have it, Feng Xue felt a sense of loss in his heart, so he drank alone in the hall. In order to pay homage to his old friend, he also gave Cang Mu Kong a bowl and chopsticks.    

    

Not only was Cang Mu Kong a good friend that he thought of at first sight, he was also a sworn brother that ate and lived with him. Their relationship was extremely deep.    

    

The reason Feng Xue came to China this time was to find his brother, but he didn't expect to not even see his brother.    

    

This further strengthened his determination to kill Wu Shangwen.    

    

However, what he did not expect was that today, he would actually meet an enemy. Everything seemed like a dream, but it actually happened. Life was filled with unexpected coincidences.    

    

At this time, Ye Mengyi was driving in front. Wu Shangwen quickly caught up to the old man and said in a low voice, "Old man, trouble has arrived!"    

    

The old man didn't even turn his head, he only said one sentence, "You guys go first, I'll take care of him."    

    

Wu Zewen did not hesitate because he knew he was no match for the black-clothed old man, so he said, "Okay. "I'll find you somewhere."    

    

"The roof!"    

    

After saying that, the old man turned around. His piercing gaze was like lightning cutting through the stormy night, fiercely clashing with the other's gaze. An invisible pressure spread out in all directions.    

    

At this time, Ye Mengyi had already driven over, so Wu Zewen got into the car.    

    

"Why isn't Grandpa Xue getting on the car yet?"    

    

Ye Mengyi puzzledly looked at Xue Haohan, who was standing like a pine tree in the hall, and asked.    

    

Wu Zewen did not explain any further and just said, "Hurry up and drive away from here."    

    

Ye Mengyi saw the serious expression on Wu Shangwen's face, so she didn't ask any further questions. She stepped on the accelerator, causing the Buick Business to rumble loudly as she drove towards the main road.    

    

A black arrow chased after him but was stopped by an afterimage as soon as it was shot out of the hotel entrance.    

    

Soon after, the two figures began to battle with each other. Countless pedestrians and hotel security were gaping at them, while two blurry figures flew towards the rooftop. They could even vaguely make out two figures flying at the edge of the rooftop.    

    

"Look, it's an UFO!"    

    

"UF your ass, I didn't see that it was two people fighting."    

    

"Let's go and take a look at the rooftop."    

    

It was inevitable that there would be bold young people in the crowd.    

    

"Humph, go up if you don't want to die."    

    

Immediately, someone mocked him, making those eager youths look on with fear.    

    

At the same time, Wu Zewen escorted Ye Mengyi home. He carefully told her to close the door and windows, and not to open it no matter who knocked on the door.    

    

Then, without any time to explain, he jumped onto the Buick Commerce's back and lowered his foot to the gas pedal. Boom! The Buick Commerce was like a caged berserk beast. With a roar, they sped off in the direction of the East-rising Purple Qi Hotel and disappeared into the traffic in the blink of an eye.    

    

Over here, the ground floor was already filled with people. As everyone took out their phones to take pictures of the building's rooftops, they suddenly saw a black shadow flash past at an incredible speed towards the rooftop.    

    

"Wow, it's a bat warrior."    

    

"Look, it's really a bat warrior."    

    

"Oh my god, he hasn't appeared for a long time. I thought that Batman had already left the capital. So it turns out that he has always been by our side."    

    

Some of the young ladies stared dazedly at the drifting blurry black shadow.    

    

This black shadow was none other than Wu Shangwen. When he returned to the hotel and saw so many people gathered below, he knew that the old man had already started fighting with them.    

    

He was worried about the old man's safety, but he didn't want everyone to see his real face, so he took advantage of the chaos to run into the lobby of the first floor. He pulled down a large black curtain that was hanging from the window and draped it over his body.    

    

From time to time, he could hear the screams of some girls below.    

    

However, in the blink of an eye, Wu Shangwen had already flown to the top of the building, but he saw that the old man and the black-clothed old man were having an intense fight and he couldn't even interfere.