The King’s Enchanting Chapter 1798 - 1812: The Grand Finale (Part 15)

Yu Zexiao, upon seeing these ladies, was at a loss. Arguing with a lunatic makes you a fool, arguing with a fool makes you a lunatic, and arguing with women makes you both crazy and foolish!

Moreover, these women clearly seemed to be the domineering type at home, accustomed to being arrogant! If you mess with them and get them upset, you’d be looking at a night of kneeling on a washboard with a glass of water balanced on your head once you get home!

Seeing this wasn’t going to work, Yu Zexiao turned to look at his brothers.

First up was Leng Yunting.

"Yunting, you go!"

Being shoved forward, Leng Yunting was rather annoyed: "Why me?"

"You’re the oldest, and the first to get married among us. Do you have the nerve to let Yunlin and Siyu take your place?"

Brothers are like your limbs, but they’re like the limbs of a centipede. Your wife is like your clothes, but winter clothes. Leng Yunting swept his gaze over them and immediately knew his wife was definitely the mastermind among them! He didn’t want to go home and get his ear twisted!

But just as he was about to protest, Yu Zexiao taunted him: "What, are you saying that at home you’re bullied by Qingxue and can only be a second-class citizen?"

How could Leng Yunting stand being teased by his brothers like this? Even if he was indeed under his wife’s thumb at home, at that moment, he could only muster the courage and step forward!

With all the courage he could gather, he stepped forward boldly, trying his best to look fierce: "Move aside! Let us fetch the bride!"

Luo Qingxue shot him a sharp glance, squinting her eyes with a charming smile: "Honey, what are you talking about?"

If Luo Qingxue were angry, that would be manageable, but instead, she wore this gentle smile with a pleasant tone—far scarier than any ferocity! Leng Yunting immediately shook his head: "Honey, the auspicious hour is approaching, let us fetch the bride!"

Luo Qingxue didn’t outright say "No", she simply let out a soft "Mm". The upward inflection in her tone instantly made Leng Yunting’s legs weak. He turned to Yu Zexiao: "Your wife, your problem, think of a solution yourself, don’t involve me!"

The first round was lost in an instant!

With Leng Yunting defeated, the brothers looked at each other, and then, Leng Yunting nudged his younger brother: "You go!"

"Why me? Hey, hey, wait a minute! You guys are so disloyal! Bastards!" Before Leng Yunlin could finish speaking, he was shoved by the group in front of his wife. Then, those rascals instantly ran away to a distance, leaving him all alone facing several lady bosses opposite him.

Leng Yunlin chuckled sheepishly, not daring to look them in the eye, as he said: "Nice weather today, isn’t it?"

The ladies stood with solemn expressions.

Len Yunlin tried again with a silly grin: "Flowers are blooming nicely too, huh?"

The ladies continued to stand solemnly, except Mo Yangyang, who was working hard to chew on her milk candy, occasionally sniffling her nose.

"Um, so, could you please make way? We need to fetch the bride."

Leng Yunlin’s voice grew smaller and smaller, his head dropped lower and lower, he almost started fidgeting with his fingers!

Clearly, this was a "pleading strategy"!

"Honey." Meanwhile, Mu Qingyu’s eyes turned red. Leng Yunlin quickly lifted his head, feeling his wife was still the most considerate! He was about to say something when Mu Qingyu turned her back towards him with a couple of pained sounds: "Honey, remember when we got married, Yu Zexiao still, he still..."

Leng Yunlin instantly remembered, that bastard Yu Zexiao, during their wedding, listened in at the wall! Not only did he eavesdrop, but he also encouraged Xiaobao and En’en to listen as well, this was outrageous!