Married to the army by mistake, abstinent boss becomes addicted to pampering his wife

Chapter 220 If you don’t eat the toast, you will be punished by drinking wine

After being publicly criticized by Jiang Moli for lacking manners, Hou Yuzhu couldn't hold back her anger any longer.

Her tone was also somewhat aggressive, "Who do you think you are, dictating my affairs?"

"You call me your great-aunt? What, do you want me to kowtow and acknowledge our kinship?"

"you!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight, everyone tried to break them up.

"Forget it, Yuzhu, why bother arguing with her?"

Qian Ling also urged Jiang Moli, "Let's go, or we'll miss the bus."

Hou Yuzhu said to Jiang Moli, "I have things to do today, I don't have time to waste words with you, we'll see!"

Jiang Moli smiled faintly, "Why are you getting so angry over a few jokes? Have some magnanimity. If you really can't stand me, you can pretend to be blind or commit suicide."

Hou Yuzhu was so angry that her eyes seemed to spit fire, and she wanted to burn Jiang Moli to ashes.

……

At the restaurant, Hou Yuzhu treated several of her close female friends from the troupe to dinner.

A table full of dishes was served, but Hou Yuzhu didn't touch her chopsticks, and the others could only watch helplessly.

"Yuzhu, don't be angry. Come on, have some food."

"Jiang Moli is such a lousy person, all looks and no brains. She didn't know how to behave when she first joined the group. She's arrogant and domineering all day long and has offended quite a few people. Just wait and see, she'll run into trouble sooner or later."

Her best friends' comforting words did little to appease Hou Yuzhu's anger.

"What beauty does she have to speak of? Flat chest and small buttocks, like an underdeveloped bean sprout!"

Although Jiang Moli does have some shortcomings in her figure, it does not affect her good looks.

On the contrary, because of her slender frame, she looks good in anything.

A walking clothes hanger.

However, since everyone at the table was part of Hou Yuzhu's small group, they all followed Hou Yuzhu's words and started talking about Jiang Moli.

"That's true. It's a good thing her man doesn't mind those two little peas on her chest."

Hearing this made Hou Yuzhu feel exceptionally pleased. "Small and flat ass, I bet she'll never be able to have a son in her life! A foul-mouthed, slutty bitch, even if she has a son, he won't have an anus..."

At the table two tables away, Lu Tingting, Song Ke, Wu Meixia, and several classmates from school were also eating.

Today is Song Ke's birthday.

Everyone at the table was eavesdropping and gossiping with great interest.

Those invited by Song Ke to her birthday party are all close friends. They have heard a lot about Jiang Moli and know that Lu Tingting dislikes and hates Jiang Moli.

Seeing Lu Tingting pick up her wine glass and walk towards Hou Yuzhu's table, Song Ke and Wu Meixia exchanged glances.

Are we going to offer a salute?
After all, the enemy of your enemy is your friend.

So the two of them picked up their wine glasses and followed behind Lu Tingting.

Others saw this and followed suit.

A group of people quickly surrounded Hou Yuzhu's table.

"Hey."

Hou Yuzhu was in the middle of a tirade when Lu Tingting suddenly interrupted her, and she asked somewhat displeasedly, "Who are you?"

Lu Tingting raised her lips, "You look like a joke. Come over and toast you."

As he spoke, he raised his wine glass and poured the wine onto the floor in front of Hou Yuzhu.

Song Ke and Wu Meixia instinctively followed Lu Tingting's movements.

I only realized it after I finished pouring it. You only spill wine on the ground when you're honoring someone to the death, right?
The others in the group didn't understand why, but they still followed the three men's example and poured the wine on the ground.

Even those who were far away would squeeze in front of Hou Yuzhu to pour the wine, making sure to toast her properly.

Hou Yuzhu was initially stunned, but after she came to her senses, she was furious.

"Who are you? Are you crazy?"

"I'm your grandpa! If you don't like being toasted, that's fine too..."

Lu Tingting slammed the empty wine glass on the table, her eyes sweeping over Hou Yuzhu and the others with a mocking gaze.

"I see you're all too busy talking to eat, so why don't you just stop eating!" With that, he grabbed the edge of the table and flipped it over.

Cups, plates, bowls, and chopsticks were smashed all over the floor with a crash.

Not only were Hou Yuzhu's people stunned, but even Song Ke and Wu Meixia were dumbfounded.

When did my best friend become so domineering and powerful?

The customers forgot about their meals and all craned their necks to watch the spectacle.

Hou Yuzhu trembled with anger, "Who are you? Do I know you? Why did you come here and act crazy for no reason?"

"Do you know Jiang Moli? She's my third aunt."

Upon hearing that Lu Tingting was Jiang Moli's niece, Hou Yuzhu's face showed surprise.

Seeing that Hou Yuzhu was guilty and remained silent, Lu Tingting snorted coldly:
"Whether Jiang Moli is good or bad is none of your business, an outsider. If I hear you say anything bad about her again, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

After berating Hou Yuzhu, he unleashed a torrent of abuse on the other members of the drama troupe:
"They're all so idle that they lick cesspools, spreading rumors, stirring up trouble, and gossiping about others behind their backs. Aren't they afraid of their rotten tongues causing them to die young? What a bunch of unlucky bastards."

The people at the table were so angry they didn't dare say a word.

Hou Yuzhu was furious. "Don't push your luck! Do you really think we're afraid of you?!"

Lu Tingting rolled up her sleeves and said, "Come on, let's see if I can fuck you to death."

Seeing that a fight was about to break out, Song Ke and Wu Meixia quickly pulled Lu Tingting aside.

"Tingting, that's enough."

"Fighting is considered disorderly conduct, and you'll end up in the police station."

Lu Tingting listened to the advice; if things really escalated to the police station, her family would definitely punish her.

She took out twenty yuan and threw it in Hou Yuzhu's face. "Here's the rest of today's meal money. Buy two baskets of sweet potatoes and eat them slowly at home, so you won't have to keep talking nonsense."

Hou Yuzhu was furious, but she could only hold her breath and swallow her anger.

She gossiped behind Jiang Moli's back, saying she was in the wrong first, and that the Lu family was powerful and influential, not someone she could afford to offend.

After paying the bill and leaving the restaurant, Hou Yuzhu couldn't help but start cursing.

"What bad luck to run into this crazy woman! There isn't a single woman in the Lu family with a sound mind!"

The others in the group also looked unwell.

You go to a restaurant for a nice meal, only to find yourself not only unable to eat a single bite, but also feeling humiliated and getting your clothes and shoes dirty.

Jiang Moli's niece is even more arrogant and domineering than Jiang Moli herself.

"Disdain value +4, 40000 yuan credited."

Everyone's disgust and anger towards Lu Tingting were all transferred to Jiang Moli.

……

After venting her anger, Lu Tingting felt completely refreshed. She asked the waiter to bring her a new set of bowls and chopsticks and continued eating and drinking.

Song Ke and Wu Meixia watched her, taking bites of food and sips of wine, clearly still not recovered from the previous farce.

Song Ke couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering her:
"Tingting, don't you hate Jiang Moli the most? Why are you helping her now?"

Lu Tingting glanced at her sideways, "Are you drunk? Am I helping her? I'm doing this to uphold the reputation of the Lu family!"

Song Ke and Wu Meixia exchanged a glance.

Both of them could tell that Lu Tingting was just being stubborn, but they didn't call her out on it.

"Tingting, you were really impressive just now. Those members of the performing arts troupe were so scared that they shrank back and didn't dare to say a word."

"However, the way you swear is starting to resemble Jiang Moli more and more."

Lu Tingting slammed her hand on the table. "Bullshit! I'm nothing like that damned woman! You just wait and see, one day I'll trample her underfoot and make her bow down before me!"

……

The hour hand points to ten o'clock.

Jiang Moli sat at her desk, which was lit by a desk lamp, and wrote furiously with a pen in hand.

Suddenly, a shout could be faintly heard coming from outside the courtyard:

"Jiang Moli! Jiang Moli, you damned woman, come out here right now!"