"Uncle Er, don't you agree with Erya's affairs? Everyone present is witness. Haha, we will be a family in the future, why bother to be so disgusted?"

Chu Tian smiled and said, and even looked at Wang Lingxi. Although he said this, his hands were not vague. He was so quick that he took the black iron plate, for fear that Wang Tiechu would become ill and would not admit his conscience.

The black iron card is very simple and elegant, with only two words iron blood.

Wang Lingxi rolled her eyes and almost wanted to lift her forehead and escape. It was so shameful. Would she marry such a person? Such a bastard, unless the sun hits the west, it would be impossible.

In the distance, Wu Yuan's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he was very upset.

The iron-blooded guards and security guards looked weird.

Wang Tiech's eyes were deep, and there was a flash of sharp edge. He stared at Chu Tian and said, "Big nephew, are you really the mistress of Erdaogouzi in Wangjia Village?"

"Ahem, mistress?!"

Chu Tian was slightly stunned. He really wanted to say, "Your uncle, what is a mistress in a village?"

Then, he nodded with a serious look on his face, "I am Wang Sanchu."
Chapter completed!