Night has fallen, but the weather doesn't seem to be good tonight.

At the end of the fiery summer, the night breeze is cool and infiltrating, let alone the stars in the sky, not even the moon can be found.

Inky black clouds obscured the entire sky.

Although the Ling family was brightly lit, the whole atmosphere was very gloomy.

The dogs, who have always liked to play on the lawn day and night, are all nesting in their own nests and pretending to sleep, and none of them dare to come out to swing.

The sofa in the living room was full of people, not only the Ling family, but also the Lu family next door.

Grandpa Ling, Grandpa Lu, and Grandma Lu sat on a couch, still whispering in detail.

Looking at the expressions of these three people, they were obviously very happy.

Lin Yurou and Murong Xia also sat on a couch, and the two of them were close together, sitting in a straight and elegant posture.

If the lips weren't moving all the time, if they weren't making a sound similar to a buzz, they were definitely two noble ladies.

Murong Xia's father, Lu Cheng, who sat next to Lu Shizhi, was also the number one son-in-law candidate in the eyes of his elders when he was young, and his son took over his position early, so that he was less tormented by work for a few years, and now he is still handsome and extraordinary.

At this moment, he was comforting Ling Qintian who was sitting beside him in a whisper.

And Ling Qintian had an aggrieved face, and he was still holding a tissue in his hand, he couldn't listen to Lu Cheng's comfort, and even gave him a roll of the eye every few seconds.

Ling Beijin and Ling Qinjun, who was suddenly called back from a sweet date, sat on the single sofa on the same side, the two of them were leisurely and leisurely drinking tea.

Ling Ran sat on a sofa stool, she was next to Ling Beijin, and the two of them also shared their thoughts after tasting those desserts on the coffee table from time to time, looking like they didn't care about themselves.

Lu Shizhi and Ling Bei sat on the single sofa opposite. 163

Lu Shizhi was full of confidence, he had spare time to drink tea, and he still had time to look at Ling Ran and Ling Beijin on the other side discussing desserts, and in the face of Ling Ran's eyes, he would give him a meaningful look. , which made Ling Ran blush from time to time.

And Ling Bei on the side is the maker of the gloomy atmosphere.

His face was gloomy, his fists clenched, and he was making cold air as if he didn't want money.

"No way!"

As soon as Ling Bei Ze's cold voice came out, the audience suddenly fell silent, and even Ling Qintian's sobs that seemed real and false paused.

"Ran Ran is still young, I don't agree with this matter!"

"I'm already 19!" Ling Ran reminded loudly, "Qiao Shuyun, she's engaged at sixteen!"

Ling Bei's cold gaze swept towards his baby sister: "She is a business marriage, just like you?"

"Then you also treat me as a business marriage!" Ling Ran gave a bad idea.

Sure enough, the temperature in the air dropped by a few degrees.

"Business marriage?" Ling Beize's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, "Our family can afford you to get married?" Lu Shizhi, what kind of ecstasy did you pour into my sister!"

"Second brother, I mentioned the engagement, don't blame him for everything. Ling Ran saw that Ling Bei pointed the gun at Lu Shizhi, and hurriedly spoke up.

Ling Bei looked at Ling Ran: "Or, shut up and sit." Or, go back to your room!"

Ling Ran thought about the possibility of being forcibly thrown back into the room and locked up, and then did it obediently, and gave Lu Shizhi a look of "She can't do anything, come on".

Lu Shizhi nodded, and said silently: "Good." ”