While sighing that the woman was not staying, he was slightly annoyed by Jun Yi: How old is his daughter. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When she was first born, she was still a small pink ball, but now, she was deceived by this bastard!

Therefore, when Jun Yiwei turned his head to look at Lin Wangyi, he was greeted by Lin Wangyi's cold eyes.

Different from the indifference, sadness and sorrow in Lin Wangyi's eyes, the coldness in his eyes now was all dissatisfaction and resentment towards Jun Yiwei.

But this is also normal, anyone who finds that the girl who has worked hard and raised for almost 14 years is also unhappy if her elbow is turned out.

"Hmph. Lin Wangyi snorted from his nostrils and glared at Jun Yiwei fiercely.

But Jun Yiwei didn't care.

He was very leisurely, and smiled casually at Lin Wangyi, with a look of nobility and pride.

When Lin Wangyi saw him behaving like this, he could only sigh silently in his heart.

A person like Jun Yiwei, as long as he stands there, he has his own momentum.

This momentum refers not only to nobility and elegance, but to the pride that comes from Junyi's bones.

He's a proud man, and he's a good man.

Lin Wangyi thought secretly in his heart.

In the end, he just sighed again, and motioned Jun Yiwei to close the doors and windows with his eyes.

Jun Yiwei received Lin Wangyi's eyes.

also knew that Lin Wangyi had something to say, but the expression on his face was still calm and indifferent.

Jun Yi stretched out a pair of white and slender hands, and the bones were distinct, and he seemed to close the doors and windows slowly.

His movements were unbelievably slow, as if he were just carving a perfect work of art, a little finer, a little finer.

Jun Yiwei's movements were of course extremely beautiful and beautiful, but Lin Wangyi looked at him and frowned.

"Can you go faster?"

"No, you can't. To Lin Wangyi's surprise, Jun Yiwei rejected him very decisively.

Lin Wangyi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Why?"

"Where did you come from so much, why?" Jun Yiwei closed the doors and windows, then turned around slowly and methodically, before he looked at Lin Wangyi with a look of disdain and replied.

"Lord Lin, you need to know that slow work can only be done carefully. ”

Hearing Jun Yiwei's words, Lin Wangyi was immediately laughed at by him.

He stretched out a finger, pointed straight at Jun Yiwei, and said, "Don't you think that you will definitely be able to marry Yue'er?"

If you want to marry his daughter, how can you do it without passing him?

"Lord Lin," Jun Yi chuckled slightly, and couldn't help but shake his head, "Lord Lin, counting it, you have been an official for a long time. How can you still be so naïve?"

"What do you mean?" Lin Wangyi frowned, stared at Jun Yiwei tightly, and asked in a deep voice.

Jun Yiwei didn't look at him.

He just lowered his head and kept playing with a jade pendant that was obviously extremely ordinary, with a serious and careful attitude, as if he was admiring one of his rare treasures.

"You!" Lin Wangyi's brows furrowed deeply, and he followed Jun Yiwei's movements to look at the jade pendant in his hand.

But after watching it for a long time, I still couldn't see anything famous.

When Lin Wangyi was a little irritable, Jun Yiwei calmly spoke: "Lord Lin must know that in officialdom, there can be gains only if there is loss. I care about Lin Langyue, but that doesn't mean that I will also value her family as much as I value her. ”

Speaking of this, Jun Yiwei suddenly stopped, as if he didn't want to continue.

But the irritability between Lin Wangyi's eyebrows was miraculously calmed down, he looked at Jun Yiwei, and asked with a gloomy face, "What do you mean?"

Jun Yiwei opened his mouth at this time: "Lord Lin should know very well." I will do my best to protect the family of the girl I love. However, for people who don't want to live anymore, I can't help them, and I can't help them. ”

Lin Wangyi heard what he said and was silent for a while.

He frowned, pacing back and forth in the room, as if pondering some difficult question.

Jun Yi glanced up at Lin Wangyi slightly, but he didn't intend to speak.

He just continued to lower his head and play with the jade pendant in his hand.

After a long time, Lin Wangyi seemed to have made up his mind.

He was about to speak, but Jun Yiwei spoke first.

"Lord Lin, this is, think about it. Jun Yi asked in a slightly lazy voice.

Lin Wangyi was stunned and looked at Jun Yiwei, but saw that he still lowered his head, playing with the ordinary jade pendant in his hand, so that Lin Wangyi almost didn't usually look at it.

Lin Wangyi couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's that I underestimated you!"

Hearing his words, Jun Yiwei finally raised his head, his expression was calm, and he said in a lazy tone: "It's just a small skill of carving insects." ”

If you are familiar with Jun Yiwei, when you hear his tone, you will know that he has a prank mind.

But Lin Wangyi obviously didn't know what Jun Yiwei's tone meant.

At this time, Lin Wangyi just sighed in his heart that the afterlife was terrifying, and opened his mouth calmly: "Yes." I've already decided. Anyway, I can buy some time for my two children. ”

When Jun Yi heard this, his eyes instantly became sharp: "Master Lin thinks that those people will give you a chance? How much time can you buy for Yue'er and their two siblings, a year, or two years? What is the use of this short time?"

Lin Wangyi heard what he said, but as if he had been hit by something, he lowered his head.

He smiled bitterly again and said, "What can I do?"

Then, Lin Wangyi suddenly raised his head again and looked straight at Jun Yiwei: "I was already a little suspicious of you. And now that I've heard what you're saying, I'm a little sure. You have no intention of hiding it from me. Then I have to ask: what do you have to do with them?"

"Lord Lin, look at what I look like now. What do you think I can do with them?"

Junyi walked to the table leisurely and fiddled with the teapot carved with mandala flowers on the table.

He lifted the teapot, took a teacup, and poured himself tea.

His white and slender fingers gently pinched the handle of the teapot, and the simple but thick and delicate black wood teapot was set off with an extremely beautiful and elegant state.

The pale green tea is poured into a teacup of the same color, making a "whoosh" sound.

And the fragrance of tea was overflowing, and a faint white mist wafted out from the top of the teacup, as if playing a piece of music from outside the world.