1271 I've Seen Shameless People Before...

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At this time, a pretty boy dressed in white who was a bit on the thin side appeared at the entrance. He was ushered in by his entourage as they brought with them a large chest of gifts.

As they entered boisterously, a dozen servants were also encircling him.

The pretty boy's eyes flickered as he gazed at everyone present with a reserved smile.

Beside him was a full-bodied woman around 25 to 26 years old. She was dressed ostentatiously, with her hair fully adorned with pearls and jade.

She raised her chin arrogantly as she held onto the pretty boy's arm, her bulging opulence squeezing against it.

Certainly, none of the officials and their family members, nor the young sirs and ladies from the patrician families, had come with the pomp and ceremony those two were exhibiting.

Just look at how those dozen servants were dressed uniformly, not to mention the gold coins the size of their palms hanging from all of their necks.

Everyone scrutinized them peculiarly, sensing a thick stench of boorishness unique to the nouveau riche assaulting them head on.

"Hahaha! Aiyo, it is our Second Uncle-in-Law's big day today. Excuse us, excuse us, we came late." A fatso popped out from the back of the crowd. She was wearing loud colors, and her face was powdered like a monkey's butt. At first glance, she looked very much like a matchmaker.

The fatso plodded up to Second Uncle Qiao with a simpering smile.

Second Uncle reflexively took a step back, and his expression turned extremely unsightly in an instant.

Qiao Mu looked at the uninvited nouveau riche in incomprehension. When she looked at that pretty boy who was surrounded by a large group of people, a name indistinctly popped into her mind.

"Zhou Yuan, what did you come for!" Qiao Hu strode forward, his fists clenched in wrath.

At this time, Qiao Mu turned to look at Pu Ruolan, whose expression had paled slightly. Pu Ruolan's eyes indistinctly revealed her indignation, evidently also not expecting her ex-husband to show up in public in this kind of setting.

"Scram! You are not welcome here!" Second Uncle Qiao angrily shouted with a cold expression.

"Second Uncle, do you have some kind of misunderstanding towards me!" That pretty boy smirked as he looked at them with a simper.

The fatso also quickly drew close and chortled, "Second Uncle-in-Law, today is your big day, so you must not get angry! Come, come, come, carry over all the gifts. Second Uncle-in-Law, these are a small token of appreciation from our Zhou Family."

"Ludicrous!" Second Uncle Qiao was about to step forward in fury but was halted by his older brother Qiao Zhongbang.

"What are you people here for?" Qiao Zhongbang sneered at Zhou Yuan. "You little bastard still dare to come ask for a beating? Scram right this moment!"

Zhou Yuan reflexively shrunk backwards like a coward, which infuriated the Qiao brothers to no end.

"Eldest Uncle, Second Uncle, do not misunderstand. This nephew-in-law has no other intentions and only came today to congratulate Second Uncle on his marriage." Pretty Boy Zhou Yuan spoke softly with an aggrieved look.

On the side, Qiao Wenxiu's face had turned ghastly pale, and her body was already shaking in anger from his unscrupulous behavior.

"Mom." After Pu Ruolan supported her mother, she obstinately pressed her lips together without uttering a sound for some time.

"Eldest and Second Uncle-in-Law, our family's Xiao Yuan only blurted out that he would cast off his wife because he was young and immature previously." The fatso simpered as she attempted to hold Pu Ruolan's hand, but Pu Ruolan shrunk back to avoid her.

The fake smile on the fatso's face instantly stiffened.