Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

“Kiki, do you think one apology can make up for the grievances I suffered last night?” Ouyangju threw the problem directly into the trees.

Because the trees were smarter than him in human life, and she obviously hated Zhuo Yajun.

Wood laughed without saying a word.

Zhuoya's army was in a hurry, so close to the trees:

“Kiki, you are at least one of our Zhuo family, so please speak for your uncle. ”

Wood laughed: "Brother? Mr. Cheuk, are you afraid of the wrong person? Didn't you kick my mother out of Zhuo's family tree?

If you don't recognize my mother, why do you call yourself my uncle with a thick face? Or should I call my dad and confirm? ”

“No, you don't have to.” Zhuo Yajun looked embarrassed.

He had already burned his head. Good thing Ohijun didn't come back in the US. If Woodwood called and got that demon back, he really couldn't help it.

Zhuoya's army is obviously more afraid of Ohai Jun than the trees and the clouds.

Because trees and clouds must abide by the law, and Ouhai Jun is a gangster, he doesn't care about the rule of law at all, there are many means in the back, trying to kill a person is too easy.

Zhuo Yajun had always felt his son was dead and had been poisoned by Ohijun. Of course he didn't want Ohijun pointing the spear at him again.

Nor did the trees talk to Zhuo Yajun, but simply said to Ouyang:

“If I were you, I'd ask him for two or three million dollars in compensation. But you don't need money, you can't make yourself angry, you can't forgive people, why don't I give you an idea? ”

Zhuoya stunned for a moment, Wood. Is this helping him, making Ouyang forgive him?

Ouyang Yang Yang obviously listened to the words of the trees and nodded quickly: “Yes, you said it. ”

“Ever since I was a child, my master has taught me how to do things with compassion and empathy. Why don't you make him look ugly in front of the public, and then expose the paper and experience how you feel?” The trees poured a sip of tea and opened their mouths calmly.

Zhuo Yajun's just softened face immediately became stiff, and the eyes of the trees were filled with resentment.

Yeah, how could the trees help him?

Ouyang Ying is also bright in front of him, praising the nod of the place: “The trees make sense. What did Grandpa think? ”

Grandpa Ouyang laughed casually: "The world belongs to you young people, you can negotiate what you young people do, I am old. All you have to do is grow flowers, taste tea, steal some laziness and enjoy your life. ”

Subdive: My grandson is right, Zhuo Yajun, leave me alone.

Zhuo Yajun is also a character, I heard the old man say this, but he nodded with a bare stick:

“Well, do as the nephew Ouyang says. There's always a price to pay for doing something wrong, and I'm not the kind of man who can't afford to be held accountable. Uncle Ouyang, don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation. ”

After Zhuo Yajun finished, he put down the Ganoderma gift box and turned around and left.

Trees didn't expect Zhuo Yajun to have such a role. She wanted to give Zhuo Yajun a compliment on this.

After this incident, the trees were still on the train back to Yanjing, as seen in the news.

Zhuo Yajun was really good at what he did. He actually reported himself and hit the elderly as well.

However, Zhuo Yajun was quite skilled at making it look like the elderly touched porcelain. His reputation was not damaged, but a lot of people sympathized with him.