Chen the Third let out a cold laugh, understanding Chang Lan's intention.
But he didn't care at all. Even the Qiu Family's Patriarch, Chang Lan, he barely paid any mind to. So what if it's a tiny live-in son-in-law from the Qiu Family? Would he even care?
Plus, the guy is just a farmer, a country bumpkin.
Even if he knows some rough moves, no matter how tough he is, does he really think he can go up against my Chen Family?
So, Chen the Third couldn't care less!
He sneered and said, "Alright, I'll go take a look. Let's see just how fierce your live-in son-in-law really is!"
Honestly, Chen the Third was seriously shameless. What kinda situation was this?
This was the Qiu Family's grand ancestral ceremony.
He straight up walked over, not giving a damn, and tried to grab Qiu Qianyu's hand.
"What are you doing?"
Qiu Qianyu was caught off guard and scared, instinctively stepping back in panic.
But she was surrounded by people and couldn't retreat any further.
