Jiang Luo walked to the hotel door, looked at the joyful lobby, and was too lazy to go in again, so he simply sent a text message to Xie Donglai to explain where he was going.

Before attending the wedding banquet, he had already chosen the mall to visit. Coincidentally, the mall was near the hotel and was within three or four minutes of hiking.

After Jiang Luo arrived at the mall, he walked directly to the men's clothing area and received a lot of strange gazes along the way.

This outfit is not cheap, but there is a big hole in the vest and a few black marks dyed with shorts. It is no wonder that the drivers of the military and political organs don't like to pay attention to him.

The men's clothing area is relatively deserted, and the only few customers are white-collar elites in suits and ties, and without exception, they cast contemptuous eyes at Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo didn't care about other people's opinions and asked, "Are there any medium-priced clothes?"

The salesperson was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, the refugees could afford mid-range clothing, but they still said politely: "Yes, please come with me."

Under her guidance, Jiang Luo walked to several counters and took no time to choose clothes, changed into one of the more appropriate clothes, paid the bill and left.

After buying clothes, he began to wander around aimlessly in the mall, buying some Pu'er tea and Su-embroidered sachets.

When he walked into household appliances, his phone woke up and clicked on it and found that it was Xie Donglai's phone number.

"Instructor Xie, I'm in the mall and I'll go back soon."

Xie Donglai squirted and said, "Jiang Luo, you are so impatient. Before we finish eating, you are gone. My old friend wants to see you, come back soon."

"Okay, I'll go back now." Jiang Luo hung up the phone, took the items he bought from the locker, and ran back to the hotel with four or five bags.

Most of the guests had finished eating and gathered together to chat, while Xie Donglai and driver Huang stood at the door of the hotel, holding a toothpick to pick their teeth without caring about their image.

When Jiang Luo saw him so ungrateful, he felt funny secretly, but no surprise appeared on his face.

Xie Donglai ordered: "Give me the things to Lao Huang and follow me to the third floor."

Jiang Luo nodded and handed the thing to the driver, "Brother Huang, please trouble you."

The driver smiled slightly and put the things in the trunk.

Xie Donglai took Jiang Luo to room No. 302 and rang the doorbell. After a while, a young man in black opened the door and respectfully invited them in.

As soon as they entered the room, the old man who was originally sitting on the sofa quickly stood up and greeted him with a smile, "My friend Jiang Luo, long time no see."

Jiang Luo was suddenly shocked. This old guy was Qi Ruyu's grandfather Qi Zhengming. I don't know what he was selling, so I insisted on meeting him, the former grandson-in-law who stepped down at his granddaughter's wedding.

"Hello, Mr. Qi," Jiang Luo quickly calmed down and greeted him with a smile.

Xie Donglai didn't see him at all, sat directly on the sofa, grabbed an apple, and smiled and said, "Since you are very familiar with me, I won't get involved. Just talk about whatever you should talk about, just treat me as air."

Jiang Luo glanced at Xie Donglai and couldn't guess why he brought him to this wedding banquet. If it was just to watch the fun, there would be no need to be such a trouble.

Qi Zhengming winked at the young man in black and said, "The guest is here, why don't you watch the tea?"

The young man in black bowed and quickly stepped aside to make tea and pour water.

"My friend Jiang Luo, I really didn't expect you to attend Xiaoyu's wedding. Xiaoyu has always been willful, please forgive me." Qi Zhengming smiled at Jiang Luo with half-squinted eyes.

Jiang Luo remained silent and wanted to hear his intentions.

"Xiaoyu and Xiyao's childhood sweethearts, now... in short, she is sorry for you. I feel guilty and hope to compensate you."

Jiang Luo would not naively think that the Qi family was so kind, and she smiled and said, "Mr. Qi, you are so serious. Although Qi Ruyu and I talked about marriage, we have never even talked. Now that she has found the person she likes, I have no position to swear to her."

After hearing this, Qi Zhengming was so angry that his old face turned green immediately. Jiang Luo's words were generous on the surface, but in fact they reflected the contempt of Qi Ruyu and the disdain for Qi's family.

Xie Donglai took a bite of the apple, chuckled twice, and said, "Old Qi, young people can take it and put it down when they are in love. You don't have to worry that Jiang Luo can't think it through."

Qi Zhengming slowed down his face a little and said in a deep voice: "To be honest, I really admire you. I want to recruit you as my grandson-in-law. It doesn't matter if Xiaoyu doesn't want to. I have a granddaughter, maybe you can get along with her."

Jiang Luo scratched his head and asked, "Are you talking about Qi Ruxue?"

Qi Zhengming nodded, "Yes, she just told me that she has a good impression of you."

"Mr. Qi, thank you for your kindness, but I already have a girlfriend. To be honest, Qi Ruxue is not the type I like," Jiang Luo refused.

Qi Zhengming's face was gloomy, "Your girlfriend is just a jasper in a small family. She is very different from my granddaughter, and it is not good for your Jiang family. Getting married is a major event in life. You'd better not make a decision in a hurry."

Jiang Luo frowned, his eyes stern, and he said angrily: "My girlfriend is not your turn as an outsider to comment. Today I don't care about you when you are old. If you dare to say this again in the future, don't blame me for being polite."

"Bang!"

He shook his hand and smashed the celadon tea cup on the tea table. The tender green tea leaves were steaming on the sofa.

"You..." Qi Zhengming was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He raised his right hand and was about to hit Jiang Luo's head with the Qilin-patterned lion in his hand.

Xie Donglai quickly stood up and sneered coldly, "You two fight in front of me, why do you treat me as a matter?

Mr. Qi, I’m sorry, Jiang Luo is not the child of your Qi family, and it’s not your turn to do the lifelong affairs. Jiang Luo, do you understand what it means to respect the elderly and love the young? It’s very powerful to quarrel with an 80-year-old man?”

Qi Zhengming closed his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "Teacher, I'm sorry to you today. I'm in a bad mood now. I'll treat you another day."

Xie Donglai smiled and said, "I understand, take care of yourself."

After saying that, he pulled Jiang Luo out.

As soon as he left the room, Jiang Luo frowned and asked, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that today is Qi Ruyu's wedding?"

Xie Donglai raised his eyebrows and said with a wicked smile: "I just want to see what your behavior is when you attend your fiancée's wedding?"

Jiang Luo sneered: "Now are you satisfied? Qi Ruyu and I are just contract couples. Who she married has no effect on me. I'm sorry I didn't rob a kiss and let you watch a good show."

Xie Donglai reached out and touched his nose, saying, "You are very calm and didn't disappoint me. Let's go back."

Jiang Luo gave him a angrily blank look, turned around, but saw a familiar figure.

Qi Ruyu was wearing a red wedding dress and stood behind him with tears in her eyes, with exquisite makeup.

Jiang Luo whispered: "Miss Qi, happy wedding."

Qi Ruyu moved her lips and didn't say anything.
Chapter completed!