At a glance, Wu Ruoding saw that one of the very handsome young men was his cousin Wu Anrun, who was his goal to come to Xizha Theatre.
He called out, “Run brother.”
When Wu Anrun heard someone calling him, he followed his voice and immediately found the person calling him: “Little Ruo?”
Wu Anrun’s friends also looked in the past, and soon realized who Xiaoruo was in Wu Anrun’s mouth, because Wu Ruo and Hei Xieyu were too prominent.
“An Run, is that your cousin?”
Wu Anrun’s friend Liu Ding asked Xi, and the other three friends looked at him with a blank expression. Suddenly, Wu Anrun felt ashamed that such a fat and useless younger brother was embarrassed. Wu Ruo asked, “What are you doing here?”
“I’m here to watch a show.” Wu Ruo introduced to him: “Run brother, this is my husband, Hei Xieyu.”
In the last life, he took face seriously, and the more he avoided things he didn’t want to face, the more people laughed at him. Therefore, what happened in the last life didn’t want to happen again. All black history is erased.
Now that everyone knows that Hei Xiu is his husband, he faces it frankly. Even if other people want to make fun of him, after seeing his embarrassment and inferiority, they will gradually feel bored and stop doing such boring things.
Hei Xieyu raised his eyebrows, not expecting that he would introduce him so frankly to others.
Wu Anrun was not good enough to shake his head in front of a friend, and nodded his head toward Hei Xuan.
Wu Ruo laughed: “Run brother, I heard my father said that you are about to get married. I will congratulate you here first, congratulations on marrying a beautiful girl.”
Wu Anrun frowned: “Have you ever seen that girl?”
In fact, he was not satisfied with the marriage at all. Until the date of his marriage, he only knew that the woman was the niece of Zhuang Qiurong, the daughter of Huai’an City, but she was tall, short, fat or thin, beautiful or ugly.
Wu Ruo shook his head: “No.”
“Since I haven’t seen her before, how do I know she’s a beauty girl?”
“I heard the servants of the Nanyuan compound say that Zhuang girl is very beautiful. Maybe they have said so before.”
Wu Anrun opened his mouth and wanted to rebuke. Liu Ding quietly pulled his clothes, and then said to Wu Ruo with a smile: “If the son, the opera is about to start, I will let you take you upstairs. . “
“Okay, trouble you.”
Wu Ruo and Hei Xuan followed Liu Ding’s people upstairs. Because he was fat, he walked very slowly, and naturally he heard what Wu Anrun was talking about.
Wu Anrun said unhappy: “Liu Ding, why didn’t you let me talk just now?”
“The words of your cousin made me think of a good idea,” Liu Ding said.
“What a good idea?”
“Don’t you just want to get married because you don’t know what the girl who married you just like? We can find someone to see, or is there someone in your Wu family in Huai’an City, and let them make a portrait of Miss Zhuang Come back, if you don’t like it, find an excuse to retire the marriage. “
“Is it reliable?” Wu Anrun thought uncertainly: “I remember that there was a cousin at the Nanyuan compound, who was training in Huai’an City. Maybe you can tell him to go and see, maybe Zhuang Qiurong is beautiful. He said it out. “
Another friend of Wu Anrun sneered: “I think it’s more reliable to see it by myself. Anyway, we have nothing to do now, and we can go with you.”
Wu Ruo heard this and raised his lips.
Today came this purpose.