Song Morui didn't expect the current situation at all, what led to all this was this baby man with a garbage taste in clothes and an unpleasant and indifferent attitude!

She stared at Ling Yu, there was resentment and fear on her pretty face, she was only a seventeen-year-old girl after all.

"Let's go inside. ”

Facing her gaze, Ling Yu didn't care, opened his mouth lightly, and led the little Lori towards the villa.

Little Lori jumped up, stepped on the bodies of several people, like a happy rabbit, and shouted happily: "Ruoruo wants to sleep in a room with Baba!"

Ding Zhen saluted and followed.

Song Moxin did not lag behind, and snorted coldly when she passed by Song Morui, very proud, which made the latter's face extremely ugly.

Song Changqing and Song Moyun stayed outside, preparing to deal with the aftermath.

The rest of the people in the villa witnessed the whole battle, and they dared to stay, and were about to slip away, but they heard a calm voice.

"Clean the house before leaving. Ling Yu casually glanced at the chaotic audience and said lightly.

The people were terrified and did not dare to disobey.

The medical staff contacted by Song Changqing soon arrived and carried away the few people lying on the ground, while Zheng Tian left on his own.

The onlookers gradually dispersed, and there was only a small fight, and there were not a few drops of blood, so it was no big deal.

"What are you doing here?" Song Changqing didn't expect Song Morui to apologize, this was a bear child who was spoiled by his parents, and shouted coldly.

"You went against my mother's will!" Song Morui looked arrogant, her voice was cold, and the fear in her heart faded a lot, this is her home field, what is she afraid of?

"The rights and wrongs of this matter are obvious, and it goes against your mother's intentions, which can only show that your mother ......" Song Moyun's eyes were calm and her tone was indifferent, "It's wrong." ”

Song Morui's beautiful eyes widened, and she said hatefully: "You dare to say ......"

"I'm telling the truth, and even if she were standing in front of me at the moment, my words wouldn't change. Song Moyun's voice was not loud and there were no waves, but it made Song Morui feel an inexplicable majesty and pressure, and subconsciously took two steps back.

"You, you wait!"

Song Morui coldly dropped a sentence and turned around and ran away.

"Second Uncle, please help me inform all the members of the family that an important meeting will be held in the council hall in three hours, and I will say something very important. Song Moyun said solemnly.

Song Changqing was stunned, and then patted his chest and said, "Leave it to me, then Ling Yu ......"

"I'll let you know, Mr. Ling, but I don't think he'll be interested. Song Moyun smiled slightly, "It's troublesome second uncle." ”

......

After cleaning up, the daughters of the sons finally breathed a sigh of relief and ran away in a panic.

Huge transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, spacious and bright hall, all kinds of facilities are fully equipped, and the outside is a beautiful sea view and cool sea breeze.

Open the window, move a recliner, take a glass of red wine, take a book, and look out the window from time to time, leisurely and comfortable, this kind of enjoyment...... Simply so!

Now Ling Yu is also more inclined to this kind of life, and he is doing so, and with his beach pants with strange patterns, it is perfect.

After Sister Song Moyun rested, they went to the council hall, the family meeting was about to be held, and Ling Yu really didn't have any interest in it.

With a yawn, Ling Yu put down his book and red wine and slowly stood up.

"Baba, where are you going?"

Little Lori also did the same beside Ling Yu, but Ling Yu read philosophical works, she read villain books, Ling Yu drank Bordeaux red wine, and she drank Sprite in 82.

"Go out and meet someone. Ling Yu said.

"If you can go with Baba Baba?" asked Lori expectantly.

"Let's go. Ling Yu stretched out his hand.

"Hmm!" Little Lori hurriedly put down Sprite and the book, and took Ling Yu's big hand.

Ding Zhen went out to find a place to cultivate, otherwise he would have to follow.

Ling Yu took the little Lori to the surface of the sea, there were uneven rocks everywhere, the waves crashed on the ground, and the raindrops splashed on his body, which was extremely cool.

An old man is sitting alone on the rock, holding a Dijia brand fishing rod, with kind eyebrows and smiling faces, with a leisurely attitude of enjoying life.

If he wears a costume and a hat, then the picture is quite poetic.

If he wears a modern casual dress and a peaked cap, although it is not poetic, it still looks a little comfortable to blend into nature.

It's a pity that he is neither dressed in ancient costumes nor casual clothes, and he wears neither a hat nor a cap, which is simply an old man who has seen too much and causes schizophrenia.

A nondescript flower turban is wrapped around his head, and a strip that looks like a cigar but is not a cigar is in his mouth.

He was dressed in a black leather coat, with a chain made of unknown metal hanging from his pants, two or two large holes in his knees as if he had been deliberately torn apart, and two rows of rivets in his shoulders.

He crossed Erlang's legs, hummed an old song in his mouth, seemed to feel that the sun was too dazzling, and groped out a big black sunglasses from his body and put it on his nose.

Behind him, another old man stood respectfully, with a serious face, wearing a white robe, his eyes were dignified, and his breath was as thick as a mountain, with a bit of immortal wind and bones.

The old man sighed, "Ali, do you think I'm not suitable for fishing, I've been fishing for a long time, and I haven't gained anything at all." ”

The white-robed old man glanced at the bucket under his feet, it was empty, and said lightly: "Master, you use bones as bait, you can go fishing for dogs, but you can't fish." ”

Syllable!

The old man suddenly looked ruthless, threw the fishing rod on the ground, rolled up his sleeves and pants and prepared to rush into the sea, "I think the old man singled out the eighteen gangs, what a heroic and domineering man, how can a mere fish be difficult to catch me?"

The white-robed old man stretched out his hand to stop it, and said calmly: "Master, you only watched too many old boy movies at that time, and you were too deep in the play, and the heroism and domineering were just your imagination, and there were no eighteen gangs, they were all passers-by who thought you were a schizophrenic old man, and they were so frightened that they ran away in a panic." ”

Old Man: "......"

He sighed again, and An An sat back in parts, picked up the fishing rod, and continued to fish, no longer speaking.

Who would have thought that such an old man was the host of this birthday banquet and the person with the highest status in the Song family, Song Yunhai and the old man of Song.

And the white-robed old man he called "Ali" is his old servant for many years, and he is also a powerful master to protect his safety.

At this moment, Ling Yu appeared with her daughter.