My Whole Family Are Protagonists novel Chapter 349

Chapter 349 Finally A Chance To Pretend To Be A Pig And Eat The Tiger

In the main hall of the Divine Fist Valley.

Different from the reception of Lin Qingyue, this time the reception of Baobao was very grand.

Dozens of disciples from the Divine Fist Valley stood on both sides of the hall.

Every disciple of the Divine Fist Valley wore a waistcoat with bare arms, and their muscles were shaped as if they were carved with a knife or an axe.

For those who didn’t know, they would think they entered a bar with a macho theme!

At this time, a banquet had been set up in the hall, and Dugu Batian’s son, Dugu Aotian, was sitting in his seat with some uneasiness.

Dugu Aotian usually dressed casually, but today was very different. Today he was very well-dressed and had his hair styled deliberately, as if he was going on a blind date.

...

Dugu Batian motioned for Baobao to sit down, then pointed at Dugu Aotian and introduced, “This is my son, the contemporary Fist God of our valley, Dugu Aotian.”

At the same time, Dugu Aotian also smiled at Baobao.

Baobao pointed to the food on the table and asked, “Can I eat them?”

Dugu Batian: “...”

“Haha... Miss Baobao really has a unique personality... If you’re hungry, just eat! This banquet was meant to welcome you!”

...

Ye Xinghui, who had been silent all this time, frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

‘Why does this... look like a blind date?’

Thinking of this, Ye Xinghui raised his wineglass and asked, “Valley Master Dugu, I wonder why you invited Bao’er here?”

Dugu Batian looked at Xingye Xinghui as if he had just seen him.

“Oh! Are you Lu Xiucai? I heard you are Miss Baobao’s husband?”

In Dugu Batian’s view, the so-called husband might be a slave or servant.

“Yes.”

Seeing that Ye Xinghui actually answered yes, Dugu Batian directly slapped the table.

“If that’s the case, do you have a say in what we’re talking about here?”

Hearing Dugu Batian’s words, the dozen or so strong men around him immediately looked at Ye Xinghui’s position with unkind eyes.

“Hey... do you know what a husband is?” Ye Xinghui was also a little confused.

“Husband? Haha... I’ve already heard about it from Wuming. He said it’s just a servant or something like that!”

Ye Xinghui: “...”

Damn... if he thought about it carefully, many husbands in the modern era seemed to be no different from servants.

‘Damn it! This old man has some modern ideas, doesn’t he?’

...

Seeing that Ye Xinghui didn’t say anything, Dugu Batian continued, “I am already giving Miss Baobao face by letting you eat at this table. From now on, don’t say anything. If you say one more word of nonsense...”

Dugu Batian didn’t finish his words, but everyone could see that he was making a threat.

Ye Xinghui was speechless. He didn’t expect that he would be looked down upon because of his name, Lu Xiucai.

But if he thought about it carefully, did he just encounter a protagonist’s plot?

Being looked down upon by others, and then pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, and those acting pretentious would get slapped in the face by his own pretentiousness.

Thinking of this, Ye Xinghui immediately gave up his plan to take action immediately!

After all, pretentiousness still required foreshadowing.

He had read other urban novels where, in order to pretend perfectly, it would take several Chapters, or even more than a dozen Chapters.

However, it was a pity that he was not familiar with the place and there was no one who could help him out with his scenario.

For example, when he was about to show off, a supporting actor should jump out while ridiculing and mocking him.

.......

Seeing that Ye Xinghui was silent, Dugu Batian thought that he had calmed down, and then he sat back down.

The reason why Dugu Batian wanted to scare Ye Xinghui was very simple.

He discovered that Baobao looked easy to fool.

However, this Lu Xiucai looked as cunning as a ghost.

As long as Lu Xiucai was not allowed to speak, wouldn’t it be easy to squeeze and flatten this silly-looking Baobao?

Dugu Batian looked at the baby with a fatherly smile and asked, “Baobao... is it okay if I call you that?”

Baobao gnawed on her food and replied vaguely, “Whatever you want!”

“Baobao... how do you feel about this boy, Aotian?”

When Dugu Aotian heard his father mention him, he straightened his chest proudly.

“Or do you prefer playing solo on top?” _{freewebnøvel.coɱ}