From the corner of his eye, Zhou Ziyi saw Fu Shiting's face getting darker and darker, so he raised his hand and punched Mike in the face!

"Are you sober? This is not a bar! This is the wedding of Yinyin and Wei Zhen!" Zhou Ziyi pulled the stunned Mike towards the guest room.

After Zhou Ziyi took Mike away, the two elders of the Wei family immediately walked up to Fu Shiting.

"Shi Ting, are you okay? Why did you two get into a fight?"

Fu Shiting shook his head: "I'm fine. He drank too much and was a little drunk."

"I saw that they drank a lot at noon." Father Wei said, "You have been busy for a long time, it's time to take a rest."

"Um."

About half an hour later, Ruila woke up and Qin Anan took her to the banquet hall to eat fruit.

Wei Zhen walked up to her and called her, "Mike and Fu Shiting had a conflict about half an hour ago."

A series of big question marks popped up in Qin Anan's mind.

He had just finished his conflict with Sheng Bei in the morning, and then had a conflict with Mike in the afternoon.

Can the wedding be peaceful today?

"Where did Fu Shiting go?" she asked.

"I'm going to Ziqiu's room." Wei Zhen said, "Go and have a look, don't quarrel with him. I feel like they are a little strange today."

"Brother Wei, don't think too much, it's actually nothing. They all drank today, and they often quarrel at my house." Qin Anan gave a faint smile, and then said, "I'll leave Ruila to you."

Qin Anan walked towards the room where Ziqiu rested.

Ziqiu woke up and was drinking milk from a milk bottle.

Fu Shiting looked at his son with a kind face. From his face, there was no sign of any unpleasantness that had just happened.

"Shi Ting, didn't you take a nap?" She walked up to him and took his big hand, "How about you go take a nap!"

She wasn't asking him, but just pulled him out of the room.

"I'm not sleepy," Fu Shiting replied, "My son just woke up and cried when he saw me. He refused to be held by me."

"He's so angry!" Qin Anan pulled him into another guest room, "What are you and Mike arguing about? Let me guess, is it because of Jin Ronger's matter again?"

Her expression was calm and her tone was calm.

"Well." Fu Shiting looked into her eyes and asked dumbly, "An An, tell me what I should do."

"Why do you ask? Didn't we agree before? Just do as we said before." She hugged his waist with both hands and rested her head on his chest, "Shi Ting, I felt a little uncomfortable this morning, but I have thought about it.

Already."

"I'm sorry." He apologized.

"You don't have to apologize to me. It's not because of you that I feel bad." She reached out and covered his lips.
Chapter completed!