142.Chapter 142
Flattened his mouth and looked at the black-faced and messy Derringar.
The tattered uniform on He Jiu's body was also quite wolf-like and drooping.
On the left is Lan Qi, who is sitting and refuses to leave, and on the right is his own shocking Uncle Gao Leng.
How could he explain it, and he didn't understand why this uncle, who had always hated him, suddenly changed his high-minded way of acting and landed in the arena of the Capital Academy?
"Uh, hehehe, what a coincidence, uncle."
He Jiu really didn't know how to talk to Deringar.
"I'm here to see you, the so-called beast taming genius, compete."
"Ugh"
He choked on wine.
"Since you're married, don't hang out with people all day. As the wife of the emperor's ** general, she still doesn't know what to do, so I really don't know what she is doing when she marries you back? β
The Deringal Viper is still the same.
He Jiu listened to the reprimand of his elders, and naturally there was no room for anything to fight back.
Especially when you have a criminal record, think about the situation when your uncle invited you to dinner and made your uncle angry.
Now that it is difficult to ride a tiger, He Jiu only hopes that this uncle will have a lot of knowledge like him, a grass people.
"Lord Delin, you said that Xiao Dessert is the wife of the emperor's ** general, and he doesn't know how to check? Well, I want to know, is that the person you are talking about is me? β
Lan Qi was not angry, and looked at Deringar with thin eyebrows.
That expression was all about looking for something.
And Lan Qi said that she can't do it, can't she do it anymore?
Have the ability to fight! Who's afraid of whom?!
Derringar glanced at Lan Qi coldly, and then ignored the inexplicable woman.
In fact, it is not to blame that Derringall did not immediately recognize Lanki's identity.
As the head of the Lan family, Lan Qi only took over a few years ago.
And when the consciousness of the underworld and the Lan family was still stuck in the older generation of Lan family heads, it was no wonder that Deringar didn't take Lan Qi, who was provocative, seriously.
"He Jiu, after today's fight, go to Delin's house with me. Look at your mess. Knowing that competing with others will inevitably lead to accidents, you haven't prepared things in advance? β
After Deringar finished speaking, Lohr beside He Jiu was extremely embarrassed.
"Uncle Hahaha, it's okay. It's just a little bit of a mouth. I can make it to the point where I get home. β
He Jiu didn't want to go to that big outrageous mansion with Derringar again.
At the family banquet, He Jiu had completely seen what the emperor was. Without the company's accompaniment, it was probably all kinds of humiliation and anger to make my uncle angry.
He Jiu is quite self-aware, and he doesn't think that after such a relationship, this high-ranking uncle will be impressed by him.
"Let you go! Where is all this nonsense?! β
Deringar was not happy that He Jiu was always so disobedient to himself.
It's not like he used to fight with himself, but now He Jiu seems to be more and more tolerant and modest.
I have seen He Jiu, who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, so I can gradually understand why He Jiu is willing to be so restrained.
Deringar remembered these regressions of He Jiu in his heart, so he had more different views on He Jiu.
"Hehehehehe What kind of strange invitation are yours? There is no prelude, and suddenly a person wants a dessert to go with you? Don't you understand the meaning of the dessert refusal? β
A glint flashed in Lanki's eyes and she glared coldly at Derringar.
When Derringall heard Lan Qi's strange sarcasm, he couldn't help but be angry for a while.
He was almost about to get up and give Lan Qi some color to take a look.
He Jiu, who was sandwiched between the two, really wanted to vomit blood.
"Uncle, it's okay to go to the manor with you in the evening. But I don't know how long it will take, whether I need to talk to you at night. β
Although my uncle didn't want to go anywhere, the two sides compared.
He Jiu still preferred to go with Derringar.
"Hmph."
Hearing He Jiu's reply, Derringal let go of the idea of getting up and teaching Lan Qi a lesson.
Lan Qi heard that He Jiu was so reluctant to be with her, and she was so entangled that she couldn't scratch her liver.
"Little dessert, I promise not to do anything to you today~ You just give me a chance? It's been a long time since I've had a good meal with you, and no matter how lustful you are, give me a chance to breathe? β
Listening to Lan Qi, who was simply gentle and tactful, He Jiu shook fiercely
I can't believe that Lan Qi can do this in order to take advantage of himself.
Judging from a certain Cheng dΓΉ, He Jiu can be regarded as admiring Lan Qi's indomitable and tendenciful strength.
So He Jiu didn't have much time here, and listening to Lan Qi's ambiguous remarks, the blue tendons on Derringal's forehead began to jump suddenly.
"Uh, that Lanki. My uncle came to see me today, can I accompany you to dinner another day? β
He Jiu is actually still grateful to Lan Qi for saving him once.
Originally, he should not have given Lan Qi a chance at all, but once he had any scruples, no matter how firm He Jiu was, he still couldn't kill his benefactor.
Although Lan Qi's unrequited love has to mess with herself, this should not be considered morally at all.
But no matter what, it can't really make Lan Qi and her uncle quarrel like this.
"No dessert"
Lan Qi watched He Jiu pray to herself like this for the first time, and she was a little shaken for a while, not knowing how to react.
In He Jiu's infinite apprehension, he was lucky that He Jiu's name did not appear in the rest of the battle.
I left school with my uncle as agreed.
Looking at Lan Qi's unwilling but helpless appearance, He Jiu was somewhat helpless.
"You have this medicine."
It wasn't until Lan Qi left that Derringar stuffed the wound medicine that had been prepared into He Jiu's hand with a dark face.
He Jiu looked at the back of his cold uncle and then at the small medicine bottle in his hand, blinking dumbfounded.
"What's the situation?!"
He Jiu couldn't help but read out loud, a little incomprehensible, why he suddenly began to care about his uncle.
"Little lady, get in the car."
The old butler looked at He Jiu with a kind smile, not at all as harsh as Deringar was to He Jiu.
Looking at the closeness of the old housekeeper, He Jiu suddenly let go of his hanging heart.
Entering the back garden of Delin's house, He Jiucai and Delin Garshi Shiran got down from the aircraft.
Unlike the wolf bèi, which is unbearable, Dellingar has always been that elegant and noble appearance.
Her long gray hair was loosely tied behind her head, and her dark robe was draped over her shoulders.
Every step is as noble as the emperor who is far away in the clouds, this business wizard is not the height that He Jiu, a real grass person, can reach.
Even if he was disliked by his uncle a lot before, he still admired such a person in his heart.
He Jiu shook his head to dispel the messy thoughts, and quickly followed behind Derringar.
After seeing those exquisitely trimmed flowers and trees all the way, until a gorgeous and empty room was displayed in front of his eyes, He Jiu really felt that the mansion under his command was simply a commoner in a mansion, simple and simple.
'Boom~'
He Jiu swallowed his saliva and watched as Derringar casually walked into the depths of the huge room.
With a slight wave of his hand, a soft curtain opened by itself.
A wardrobe that runs through the room
"It's too exaggerated"
He Jiu tried hard to lower his voice and read in pieces, looking at the almost countless styles of these clothes.
In today's era, there is almost no distinction between the so-called famous costumes and the not.
All kinds of elements are varied into different kinds of clothing.
With a flick of his palm, Dringal's fingers swiped as the wardrobes moved up and down.
Fiddling with a few uniforms, Deringall picked out a more modest one and gave it to the smart butler waiting for service.
Receiving the simplest order from his master, he slowly moved in front of He Jiu with his mechanical arm on Deringar's chosen clothes.
"Oh thanks"
He Jiu always has a feeling of being in a hurry and not knowing what to do.
Then he stupidly said thank you to the machine, and then picked up the clothes given by Deringar and went to the side behind the curtain of the fitting
He wine, who has just taken off a fine light
"Ahh Uncle, what are you doing?! β
He Jiu almost screamed and picked up the clothes on one side to block himself.
Who knew that Deringar, who had lifted the corner of the curtain, turned his face sideways, and he didn't even look at He Jiu.
"Use the medicine before dressing, it's the drug medicine of Delin's pharmaceutical agency."
Dringar lowered his voice and seemed to explain reluctantly.
He Jiu was surprised and embarrassed.
Deringar heard He Jiu's whisper, and then he still seemed to be angry and waved his hand away.
He Jiu was still stunned and dressed according to his uncle's wishes
The moment he came out, He Jiu saw the silhouette of Deringar standing in a backlight.
walked to He Jiu with unhurried steps.
At this time, Deringar looked at He Jiu carefully, and really realized that He Jiu was different from ordinary people's delicate skin.
And those eyes that are so clean that they can almost make people feel cleansed.
Although I don't want to admit it
But I think of He Jiu, who is fighting bravely in the arena today
truly
He Jiu is an ordinary person who is completely different.
"Thank you, uncle."
He Jiu put on clean and comfortable clothes, and he hadn't even thought about where Delingar invited him to come because he just wanted to change his clothes.
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me, even though I don't like you. But you are the woman you choose the most, I don't care if you have a relationship with her or not, or if you are greedy for novelty, remember your identity for me! If you let me know that you are sorry for the most subordinates, you had better be sure that you will not be given up by the subordinates in this life, and you will not fall into my hands! β
Deringar turned around, and his caustic tone and sharp warning made He Jiu, who was still in a chaotic mind, immediately sober up.
"Huh? Oh uncle, I know. β
He Jiu didn't talk back, and stood obediently behind Derringar, rarely like an obedient quail.
"Come with me."
Deringar no longer blindly put pressure on He Jiu, and took He Jiu through a long path.
Before entering Derringal's private office, Derringall paused a little but opened the door.
"Come in."
Deringall said, and Lore and the old butler waited outside the door as a matter of course, leaving only He Jiu and Deringar in the small but cozy room.
It is not as luxurious as the house I have seen before, and it is completely different from the crowd and crampedness of the imagination.
A big window, but the room is still too small.
"Do you remember the business district transfer letter that I mentioned to Lu the most?"
Suddenly, Derringar pulled out a copy of the essay on the busy bookshelves.
"This is the contract for the commercial circulation of the entire D area. There are dedicated personnel there who will do the day-to-day work. There are other important business issues that I will teach you with the manager. β
Deringar looked at He Jiu in a daze, and continued to talk about some great topics to himself.
"Although the business has always been very repulsive, after all, the army is not a lifelong dependence. If it weren't for the fact that Lu Zi's temper was too stubborn, I didn't want Lu Zhi to be some emperor ** general at all. The life span of the superpower is originally very long, and he is only in his twenties now, and he doesn't know how much better than those who are seventy or eighty years old or even more than a hundred years old?
He wants to marry you, and I, as an uncle, have no ability and can't say anything. If you are truly right, protect all these assets.
There will be a day when he will be the most unworthy general, or he will be really down. These things may be his retreat. β
In the eyes of adults, no matter how strong their children are, how many people rely on them.
A child will always be a child.
He Jiu didn't know if the profession of a general would also have the possibility of being downtrodden as Deringar said.
But just by virtue of what Derringar wants to think so much about his subordinates, He Jiu knows
This uncle really loves his nephew very much.
When Deringar lost his sister, he didn't know how much he regretted his incompetence, and in the long-term pain of not being able to extricate himself, he poured all his love and guilt for his sister into the nephew who lost his mother and became autistic and cold.
Arrogant like Derringar, if he is confronted in front of his boss, he will also show fragile and sad eyes.
He Jiu understands that it is actually a parent who really loves his child, and cannot get the sad gaze of his child to understand.
"Uncle, I can't accept these texts."
He Jiu's eyes became very firm in his refusal.
Suddenly clenching the things in his hand, Deringall frowned and looked at He Jiu, who was also determined.
He Jiu groaned in his heart, but he only felt that he was not qualified to make decisions for Lu Jiu.
Uncle's love is pure and warm
But because of this, it is up to the uncle to sue him.
He was caught in the middle, too embarrassed anyway.
On the contrary, it will make this feeling and heart stained with some misunderstandings and unclear explanations.
"You take these things for your subordinates, I won't treat you badly!"
It was because of the quality of the wine that Deringar dared to give these things away.
"Uncle, I don't want your gift, and I know what you mean. β
Jiang] He Jiu suddenly lowered his head and smiled.
Alone]""
Deringar didn't understand what He Jiu meant, so he had to stare at He Jiu's face and wait for He Jiu's next words.
"Uncle, if you just give me something, I can call the shots." But for this level of transfer, you have to talk to him in person, although he seems to be very repulsive to the business circle. But if I can hear the reason you give with my own mouth, uncle, I think Lu will want it the most. At that time, I will take care of it in the time.
Wouldn't you be more at ease? β
If you like it] He Jiu laughed, and there were two shallow dimples on both sides of his face.
Please] baby-faced, but it doesn't seem to fit the thoughtfulness and consideration of this age.
Looking at He Jiu in a trance, Deringall had the illusion that he was talking to a mature adult.
Hold] and then come back to look at He Jiu, obviously he is a little ghost.
It's short, and I don't know if it's really eighteen. Playful and sometimes impulsive.
Edition] The closer I got to He Wine, the more I realized that He Wine was different.
Deringar looked at what he was holding, closed his eyes and sighed, and put Wen JiΓ n aside on the table and stopped talking.