The Marriage of His Older Cousin
Xiao Yifeng was waiting for his subordinate, who had already gone the wrong way.
Time trickled by, little by little.
Meanwhile, at the Shen Family estate—
The joyful scene there stood in stark contrast to Xiao, hiding near a garbage heap, and Ren Xiang, the beggar's chicken, locked in the confinement room.
The older generation sat at one table, Shen Tianhong's generation at another, and Shen Wuxiao's generation at yet another.
Shen Wuxiao sat together with his women.
The table was rather large; there were simply too many women.
Yun Zhiyi, Yun Xiangwan, Jiang Huaiyue, Liu Ruyan, Shen Li, Yu Qiangwei.
Ning Hongye, Ran Xincheng, Huang Luoyan, An Qing'er, Lan Xi, Xue Zimo, Bai Bing, Ye Lin.
Shen Wuxiao was practically enjoying the blessings of having wives gathered around him.
The only thing missing was someone feeding him during the meal.
This time, Shen Wuxiao had deliberately seated himself between Ran Xincheng and Bai Bing.
Otherwise, these two sisters would definitely start talking.
And once they talked, Bai Bing would discover that she had become an old acquaintance.
Yet this sort of thing could not be blocked forever.
He could hardly forbid them from speaking.
After they toasted the Old Master for his birthday, everyone was basically free to do as they pleased.
Shen Wuxiao picked up his wineglass and headed straight for his older and younger cousins.
When Shen Wuxiao approached, they all rose to their feet.
"Wuxiao..."
"Bro..."
Among their generation, practically all of them took Shen Wuxiao as their role model.
Back when Shen Wuxiao had been a dissolute dandy, they could not be excessively dissolute dandies themselves.
Now that Shen Wuxiao was building a career, they had finally learned something positive from him.
Though that still did not stop them