Chapter 650: Chrysanthemum Remnant

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"Eat and drink well, everyone, eat well and drink well!"

Director Han greeted everyone present, and the master of ceremonies also announced the start of the banquet at this time.

The whole banquet looked joyous.

"Here, my in-laws, let's eat now too..." Director Han turned his head and looked at Zhong Shuiyu beside him with a smile. Before he finished speaking, he suddenly froze.

"Shuiyu? Why are you sitting here? Where's your father? Oh, that's wrong! Didn't you go to the back with Gouzi?"

Director Han suddenly jumped up from his seat.

As soon as the magic weapon left, the old man Zhong in the eyes of others suddenly changed back to Zhong Shuiyu in a wedding dress.

"What's going on? Didn't old man Zhong sit there just now? Why is Zhong Shuiyu sitting there now?"

"Didn't she be carried to the back by Han Gouzi? When did she come back?"

"No, why is the bride's clothes neat and tidy? Didn't she get spoiled by a dog just now?"

The people who had just started the meeting, seeing this, immediately exploded, discussing a lot, full of puzzlement.

"And old man Zhong, isn't he the favorite to drink, why isn't he at the banquet?"

Someone noticed this.

Director Han's expression changed again and again, but Zhong Shuiyu didn't speak.

He suddenly thought of something, slapped his head, and then quickly ran towards the back.

"It seems that something happened, go, follow me!"

"That's not right! Could it be that there are two Zhong Shuiyu? Or, Zhong Shuiyu also has a twin sister or younger sister?"

The people below remembered that they had just seen Han Gouzi holding a Zhong Shuiyu with his own eyes, and ran towards the back impatiently.

Immediately, at the guest banquet, many people got up without eating, and followed Director Han one by one, and ran towards the back.

Director Han walked in the front, followed by a group of onlookers.

There are quite a few guest rooms along the road, and every time Director Han passed a door, he just kicked the door open.

Inside the first door, no.

Inside the second door, no.

Before entering the third door, Factory Manager Han and others heard Gouzi Han's rippling laughter from inside the door.

"Come on, come on, Shui Yu, I miss you so much!"

Han Gouzi's voice was full of excitement, but what followed was not a woman's voice, but a rustic, anxious, painful wail.

"Gouzi, Gouzi, stop, stop, I am your father!"

"I'm really your father!"

"what!"

The last scream was terrible.

That voice fell on the ears of everyone outside the door, it was clearly that old man Zhong's voice!

Factory Manager Han's face was cloudy and uncertain, feeling that he had lost a lot of face, angry from the heart, he lifted his foot and kicked the door open.

As soon as the door opened, Director Han and others saw the scene inside the door, and they all froze on the spot.

"Fuck! It's too bloody, too violent!" Someone sighed.

More people are full of disgust.

Inside the guest room door, on the white bed, the hunchbacked Han Gouzi took off his trousers, and old man Zhong was lying on his body.

At this moment, old man Zhong's clothes were disheveled, his underpants had been ripped off by Han Gouzi, and his eyes were full of tears.

Hearing that someone opened the door behind him, Gouzi Han immediately became angry: "Which turtle opened the door, disturbing my good business!"

Han Gouzi cursed, got up from the bed, and just turned around when he was slapped on the face.

Factory Manager Han's face was gloomy, and the slap was heavy. Gouzi Han's face was dazed, and he suddenly became sober: "Father? What are you doing, why are there so many people!"

Seeing a group of guests brought behind Director Han, Gouzi Han hurriedly pulled up his pants, startled.

"Why? You still have the face to ask me why? Tell me what you are doing now!"

Factory Manager Han's face was ashen, trembling with anger.

"I'm doing..." Han Gouzi seemed to think of something,

His face changed, and he was about to pick up the quilt to cover the clock water rain on the bed, so as to prevent it from being exposed.

As soon as he turned around, he didn't even pick up the quilt, but saw the old man Zhong lying on the bed with a painful expression on his face: "Sin, sin!"

Old man Zhong burst into tears, full of grievances.

"Fuck!"

Han Gouzi jumped up in fright: "Shui Yu, Shui Yu! Why is it you, why is it you!"

Han Gouzi's scalp was numb. Thinking of what he had just done, his stomach felt nauseous, and he vomited out all at once.

"I've already said that I'm your father, but you still want me to call you father!" Old man Zhong yelled with aggrieved face: "Not only did you ask me to call you father, but you also took off my pants! Son-in-law, what are you going to do? Ah! What are you doing!"

Old man Zhong wept and whimpered like a bitter wife.

"What's going on here!" Director Han was furious, and he stared at Gouzi Han fiercely: "Why did I give birth to a son like you! What are you doing!"

"Damn it, breaking news, could it be that Gouzi is interested in men?"

"Oh my god, let me just say, why hasn't he found a girlfriend for so many years, he said he fell in love with Zhong Shuiyu, so it turned out that he fell in love with Zhong Shuiyu's father?"

"Heavy taste, this taste is too heavy! Even TV dramas dare not act like this!"

"I see, Gouzi is a shit-stirring stick!"

The group of people in the back watched the excitement, and some men who usually walked closer to Han Gouzi were afraid that Han Gouzi would take a fancy to their beauty, so they all couldn't help but took a small step back.

"I don't know, Dad! I really don't know, I just came in with water and rain!" Han Gouzi was anxious, and looked around: "Where is the water rain! Where is my water rain!"

After speaking, Han Gouzi broke through the crowd and rushed outside.

The watching men all backed away when they saw Han Gouzi go out. They looked at the old man Zhong who was still lying on the bed and couldn't get up, and they felt that the battle was really tragic.

Old man Zhong groaned and left in pain. The feeling of the chrysanthemum bursting was really painful.

"Shuiyu! Zhongshuiyu!"

Han Gouzi yelled, and quickly rushed into the hall.

He glanced around, and saw Zhong Shuiyu, who was sitting a young man in a wedding dress, with a sad look on his face.

And the boy next to her, with a face as calm as water, was carrying a bag, and was simply eating something.

"Shuiyu! Why are you here! Come with me and go into the bridal chamber!"

Han Gouzi's face darkened, and he strode forward.

Factory Manager Han and the others followed again.

"Didn't you just enter the bridal chamber? Why, haven't you played enough?"

A playful voice sounded, making Han Gouzi's expression turn cold for a moment.

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