Dong Xingbang is not a native of Hong Kong, and before he came to Hong Kong, he had no relatives at home, so the huge Dong family only had Dong Xingbang and three sons, two daughters-in-law and two granddaughters. As for the old lady, she died of illness a few years ago.

In this regard, Yan Murong sighed.

Rich people are different, eight people live in such a big house, speaking of which, there are more bodyguards and servants than the master.

After Yan Murong followed Dong Xingbang downstairs from the study, the dining table in the hall was already full of people. After seeing Dong Xingbang coming down, they all hurriedly stood up and saluted Dong Xingbang.

"Grandpa, grandpa, I'm back, do you miss me?" A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with a rather beautiful appearance, wearing a floral long skirt and her hair tied into a ponytail saw Dong Xingbang coming down, and immediately ran over happily, grabbed Dong Xingbang's arm and began to be coquettish.

"Gee, when did we come back without tears?" Dong Xingbang laughed heartily, touched Dong Wutear's head dotingly, and said. "Look, just say that you won't be allowed to study abroad, this run is half a year, and I won't say I'll come back early after the summer vacation."

"Why?" Dong said coquettishly without tears. "Grandpa, I'll come back late when I have something to do at school, no, I just came back in the afternoon, and I came back to see you before I had time to go out to play."

"Haha, no tears is the best." Dong Xingbang's smiling beard was curled one by one, and he took Dong Wutear's hand and said. "No tears, this is Yan Murong, you have to call my brother, Murong, this is the daughter of my second son Dong Anhua."

"Giggles, hello Brother Murong, your name is so strange." Dong Wuxian giggled, and his two eyes naturally narrowed into a slit, like two little crescents, which were very good-looking.

"Hello." Yan Murong smiled and said hello to Dong Wuxian before speaking. "My name is strange? What's weird? ”

"Well—that's a very elegant name." Dong Wuxian tilted his head and thought about it, and said. "However, Murong is also a surname, why do you want to use it as a name?"

"Uh-" Yan Murong was defeated by Dong Wuxian, the little girl.

yes, why? The key is that he doesn't know why, this name was given by his father, even if it is very strange, he can't change it. If he dares to change, then the old swallow will have to take his pants to bring him back skin.

"No tears, don't mess around." Dong Xingbang said with a smile, then looked left and right, and looked at Yan Murong and Dong Wuxian.

"Yes, yes, that's not bad." After looking at it for a while, Dong Xingbang nodded with satisfaction, looked at Yan Murong and said. "Murong, I told you in the afternoon that you don't agree to let you marry Wuyan - I know that Wuyan is not worthy of you, but now, I am ready to marry you without tears, so you should be satisfied, right?"

Yan Murong trembled, so he fell down the stairs without a heel, and quickly grabbed the handrail of the stairs to stand firmly, smiling helplessly in his heart.

Old man, even if it's a life-saving grace, you won't be like this. It's hard to answer that I can't extract your eldest granddaughter's stubble, and for so many hours, you want to marry your second granddaughter to me, you don't mess with the mandarin duck spectrum like you.

Not to mention Yan Murong, even Dong Xingbang's sons and daughters-in-law were startled when they heard Old Man Dong's words.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Dong Anhua hurriedly walked over, looked at his father and asked puzzled.

"What are you doing? Of course, it's to find a good man for my good granddaughter. Dong Xingbang looked at Dong Anhua, his face sank, and said. Tell you, don't disagree with me. ”

"Dad, this-" Dong Anhua looked at Dong Xingbang tangledly, and then at Yan Murong, wanting to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

"What is this?" Dong Xingbang's eyes widened, his beard curled together, and said. "Don't you know what's wrong - originally I wanted to marry Wuyan to Murong, but what happened to Wuyan a few years ago was not very good, so I just gave up, even if your eldest brother's family didn't have this blessing."

As he spoke, Dong Xingbang looked at Yan Murong who was smiling bitterly and Dong Wuxi, who blinked his two big eyes with a confused face, and said with a big smile. "Match, it's really a match, it's really a husband and wife."

Yan Murong felt that the names of the two girls of the Dong family were really right. Yan Murong's feeling now is speechless, and she wants to cry without tears.

Old man, how do you always see that we are a good match? And - and husband and wife?

Damn, this girl is only eighteen years old at most, and she is six or seven years old herself-Yan Murong felt that this was completely a cultivation plan.

Besides, Yan Murong likes that kind of royal sister type of woman, and he won't even think about Lori.

Yan Murong has always believed that keeping Lori in captivity is immoral.

Mao's predecessors said that they are the sun at eight ~ nine o'clock in the morning, and they are the flowers and bones of the motherland - how can you bear to pinch off the flowers and bones of the motherland?

"Grandpa Dong, I think it's still small without tears." Yan Murong said softly.

"Small? Isn't it small? It's been nineteen years old. Dong Xingbang looked at Yan Murong and asked suspiciously. Murong, you don't even look down on my little granddaughter, do you? - Oh, what should I do, I only have these two granddaughters. ”

"No, no, no, it's not that I don't like her." Yan Murong hurriedly explained. "But—but I'm so much older than her."

"Just look at it." Dong Xingbang laughed again. "You young people now, don't you say that height is not distance, and age is not a problem."

Yan Murong was about to cry, saying so, but--But this psychological barrier can't be overcome.

Seeing Dong Xingbang laughing happily, the faces of the Dong family were full of helplessness, and at the same time, they also had a lot of curiosity about Yan Murong.

Who is this man, and why is the old man so oriented towards him?

"Come, Murong, I'll introduce you." Dong Xingbang took Yan Murong with one hand, and Dong Wuxian with the other hand and walked to the dining table and said. "The one who spoke just now is my second son Dong Anhua, who is a tearless mother, Shao Meijun. The one wearing glasses is my eldest son Dong Ancheng and daughter-in-law Xiao Min, and the remaining one is my youngest son Dong Anjun - you all remember it, this is what I have always mentioned, my friend and the grandson of my life-saving benefactor, Yan Murong. ”

As he spoke, Dong Xingbang looked at his sons and daughters-in-law and said. "What I said just now, that's it, set up a banquet at home another day, and hold an engagement ceremony for Murong and Wuxi."

"No way!"

As soon as Dong Xingbang's voice fell, an abrupt voice came from the door.