His head is full of black lines, this is a typical girl's crying, and he has hugged and cried like this before, because the plot in the TV series is too touching......

Li Quexin didn't go up to change her clothes, so she hurriedly ran over and sat on the other side, gently patting Qin Luluo's back, "Aunt Qin, don't cry......"

"Which actor is dying again?" he asked in disgust.

"No......" she was still crying, and her liver and intestines were broken.

"The heroine is terminally ill again?" he really couldn't bear it, and hugged this sentimental mother back, "It can be cured, and there will be a reunion in the end, don't worry." ”

Qin Luluo raised her head, pointed at her face and cried to him, "Look at Ya Jinglang, my mother was beaten!"

Wei Sheng Rongmian's heart tightened, and he looked left and right at her face, the two red marks were still clear, and his tone was heavy, "Who did it." ”

"it!"

"Uncle Li. Wei Sheng Rongmian gave up asking her, and instead looked at the housekeeper on the side.

"That's right, Mrs. Dai from Gumo's side came over yesterday afternoon, for the sake of Rong Sigongzi's injury, because the murderer has not been found so far, she probably threw her grievances on Mrs. Dai and beat her...... I slapped him twice, cursed a few words and left. ”

Before Weisheng Rongmian could finish listening, he helped Qin Luluo up from him, got up and was about to go out.

"Jing Lang, what are you going to do!" Qin Luluo hurriedly grabbed him again.

"Uncle Li, do you know where Mrs. Dai is now?" he ignored it, dragging the two women on his lap and walking towards the door.

"In the East Asia branch. ”

"Good. "Weisheng Rongmian is young and frivolous, and he can't stand this anger.

"Jing Lang, you comfort and comfort your mother first, don't worry......"

Wei Sheng Rongmian sank, first leaned down to help the two people on the ground up, and then looked at Qin Luluo and said seriously: "Mom, don't come with me, I won't be distracted at all, whoever beats you I will definitely double it back." ”

Qin Luluo was still crying and screaming, but after hearing this, she immediately returned to normal, wiping her tears more calmly than anyone else, the actress is worthy of being a woman who has watched so many bloody TV series.

She just wanted to distract her son, knowing that she couldn't hide it, but if she cried for a while and looked like a small fight, she might be able to suppress some of his anger. It turned out to be useless, and he was awake and awake.

"Her son is injured and can't hold his own grandson, and he's also a poor person, forget it!"

"She deserves to have no grandchildren!Do our!" Wei Sheng Rongmian was also a half-gangster before, and it was really not inferior to scolding and swearing, "You two don't care, I'll come back at night." ”

When that's all that, I'm leaving.

Li Qixin hurriedly rushed to the front and opened his arms to stop him, "Don't be impulsive, brother!"

Look, even Li Quexin will judge the situation, if he really goes, he may be able to break through the protection and beat Diana, but he will definitely not be able to get it well.

"Jing Lang! she wants you to go back to Gumo with him and inherit it under her name, but I won't. Qin Luluo confessed the truth, "It's good that you can stay by your mother's side, my two slaps are not wronged." Jing Lang, let's not make people laugh, I ...... After all, it's a junior. ”

"Mom!" Wei Sheng Rongmian was angry, he could laugh no matter how he was scolded by others, but Qin Luluo definitely couldn't bear to be scolded.

Qin Luluo went to cover his hand, and his tone was pleading, "Jing Lang, everyone is at fault, now that Weisheng Rongcheng is ruined, he is still so small, it has hit the family hard enough, let's bear with it, okay?"

Weisheng Rongmian suppressed the qi in his chest, and just as he was about to speak, Li Quexin in front of him also came up and took the initiative to hold his hand, "Brother, ......"

Never mind.

Impulsiveness is the devil.

Luo Jue, they had already been in Weisheng Rongcheng for a long time, and they had just analyzed it with him when the accident happened. The city of Weisheng Rong was abolished, and there was no hope of fighting for the position of inheritance. If Wei Sheng Qingze has no other illegitimate children, if he wants to keep his position of power forever, he must re-establish an heir.

Because there are many children of the Weisheng family, both Weisheng Rongzhi and Weisheng Rongshan have opportunities, if he does not establish it early, he will inevitably lose this vein in the future. Maybe he wasn't the one who was in the most hurry, because he was a man, and he still had a chance to have children at the age of sixty, not to mention that he was not yet fifty.

The most anxious is Diana. She is in her forties, and her husband is looking for flowers and willows outside, and she has no possibility of conceiving children again. Once the other woman has blood, her position will be shaky.

The best way now is to pass on to Weisheng Rongmian, give him the identity of the orthodox bloodline, and raise him as a micro-Shengrongcheng.

This is the manifestation of the family's interests above the sky, Diana is not only a mother, but also a child of the Dai family, she cannot be defeated.

Weisheng Rongmian stopped, he actually had his own plans even if he went, and he didn't just care about the hairy boy who was covering his head, he wanted to have a showdown with Diana, explain the hopeless problem clearly, and ask her not to beat his attention again, and not to hurt Qin Luluo again.

In that case, wait until the birthday is over, and then talk about this matter later.

It was already late when Xu Tingshen and the others arrived tonight, and they went to bed early after dinner, preparing to sleep well for Weisheng tomorrow for his eighteenth birthday.

At the age of eighteen, these three words appear more often in legal texts, in poems praising youth, and in the hypocritical texts of literati and writers. For Weisheng Rongmian, how old is it, he always feels that he has never changed over the years, and his heart has been set very early.

If he had a choice, he would rather live his life in Jiangnan, without power struggles and no interest calculations. Three or five friends should be hi, should be lost, should be hard, should work hard, as long as everyone is together.

Instead of growing up under scolding, desperately becoming stronger, loving someone to take into account the eyes of others, doing something to consider whether it is worth it or not, the importance of gains and losses. He was only a boy under the age of eighteen.

It's different now, when he was a child, he was under the pressure of a teenager, and when he was a teenager, he had to navigate the trap of adulthood, and when he became an adult?

He was also curious.

In the dead of night, the micro-life Rongmian who was about to become an adult was curious, and the doorknob pressed down, and a small head came in.

He suppressed a smile and pretended to be asleep.

Countdown to twelve: ten, nine, eight, seven...... One.

Li Qixin had already walked barefoot to his bedside with the countdown, muttering, using her lame arithmetic ability to calculate the seconds. It's already over, but she hasn't finished counting yet.

She propped one hand on the head of his bed, bent her knees and climbed up, waiting......

Two, one!

The "Li Que Xin Card" timer finally rang, and she finally lowered her head at that moment and gently dropped a kiss on her lips.

The voice is like a mosquito: "Brother, happy birthday." ”

In the dark, the slumber moved her hand and resisted the urge to hug her. It wasn't until she went back the way she came, and the moment the door was closed, that he slowly opened his eyes.

A soft-hearted mess, this is the best birthday gift that his softness has prepared for him. He was silent, because he wanted to fulfill her little thoughts, and it was rare for the little girl to muster up the courage to do something, and it would be too much for him to tease her like a bad boy.

But the person is gone, and it doesn't prevent Weisheng Rongmian from stretching out the tip of his tongue and licking it gently, so it's not too much, right!?