"Big brother."
Jiabao saw Zhe Yuan and chuckled, then headed toward the courtyard.
Zhe Yuan watched Jiabao, barely containing his anger, as he entered the courtyard.
On a day that should have brought great joy to her son, Mrs. Wu's face darkened at once, making the atmosphere rather gloomy. She snapped at him, "Zhe Yuan, it's your sister's big happy day, and you can't even offer a smile.
People who don't know any better would think you don't want your sister to get married!"
"I just don't approve. What's wrong if my sister marries Jiabao?" Zhe Yuan retorted sharply without mincing his words.
Guests attending the event were stunned and turned to watch the heated exchange between Mrs. Wu and Zhe Yuan.
Mrs. Wu had not expected her son to shame her so publicly, and she was furious, grinding her teeth as she shouted, "You ungrateful brat, a disobedient son, are you only happy if you anger me to death?"
"Zhe Yuan." Third Uncle Zhou called out and grabbed his nephew.
