1822 Why are you called Young Master?

On this very day.

Bey became the only member of the Imperial League to recruit before it disbanded.

At that time, many people did not know that the Imperial League would be dissolved.

The one who should be ridiculed is still mocking, and all kinds of black materials are added to it.

Fans have disappointed, stayed, and supported.

To put it mildly, the most cruel.

No one likes just one team all the time.

That's the norm.

But people don't understand either.

The likes of the past are enough to make the people who live in being liked grateful.

So when Lin Feng reappeared, he had already changed his dress.

Just like Yunhu said, this person is unexpectedly suitable for wearing a suit, probably because his complexion is too white, and even when he pushes the door in, the wrist with the strap looks very textured.

"Young master, the guests have arrived. It was the housekeeper's grandfather, who was still wearing an English tuxedo and a bouquet of roses pinned to his chest, very gentlemanly: "I'll go prepare the meal now." ”

"Good. When Bo Jiu responded to this word, he was still teaching Xiao Mobei to take the game trumpet, and the original words were like this: "A girl is so cute, don't take a too rigid name, just call it a good man, it's cute and salty." ”

Lin Feng's fingers loosened his collar: "I said little spades, what era is the housekeeper's grandfather from? Why do you always call you young master." ”

Rao Rong, who was preparing the ingredients, looked this way with his eyes when he heard this, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he also wanted to know how Z was going to answer this question.

Bo Jiu hooked and smiled: "Originally, I didn't plan to tell everyone about this, but seeing that you are so curious, I will tell you the truth." ”

Lin Feng sat upright and concentrated.

Bo Jiu lowered his voice: "Actually, it's like this, my biological father is not Fu Zhongyi, you see him like that, and his appearance is much worse, right?"

Lin Feng's eyes widened: "Could it be that Aunt ...... her?"

"Not really. Bo Jiu interrupted his assumption behind him: "It's surrogacy, Mother He has always been raising me for my parents, I was originally a nobleman, one year because of the war between nobles, my parents were worried that I would be in danger, after all, you often understand." ”

Lin Feng nodded and echoed: "I understand, I understand"

Bo Jiu snorted and continued: "At that time, the situation was unstable, and the housekeeper's grandfather sent me here, because the time was too small, so I don't know who I am, I haven't been in contact with that side for so many years, plus the war situation was chaotic at that time, there was no way to protect me, so the housekeeper's grandfather didn't come to me, and now that it's stable, the housekeeper's grandfather is here, and he calls me the young master because I'm in charge of it now, after all, I inherited the family property." ”

Lin Feng thought about the most common routine for a while, and his eyes were a little big: "Don't you tell me that there is a forest castle in your family property?"

"Isn't this a necessity?" said the housekeeper's grandfather, who appeared with a food cart in his hand, turned his head away, and smiled.

Lin Feng: ......

Rao Rong: ......

coco:…… Forest castle is a necessity? He's not rich enough as a rich young master.

"How did you inherit this kind of property? I'll try it another day," Coco was full of envy, Forest Castle, he wanted to live!

The corners of Rao Rong's mouth twitched, and he asked Qin Mo, who was standing beside him: "Do they really believe Z's words? What kind of war between nobles? Where did Z get the inspiration for these stories?"

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