In the evening, Cui Palace.

The antique and exquisite buildings are located in the middle of the imperial city, the atmosphere of the ancient rhyme, the ground is paved with blue-blue stone pavement, the ancient trees on both sides stand up, the evening breeze blows, shrouded in a twilight silence.

In the Amateur Pavilion, Pan's father sat on the side of the head, and on the left hand side was Lian Bixiu.

The first is now the leader of the Leng family, Leng Jun. Rong Qing, the mother of the Leng family, sat on his right hand.

Outside the private room, there are no less than 20 bodyguards and assistants, who will protect the drips here.

Opposite the four elders in Chinese costumes were Pan Hua and cold-blooded people sitting next to each other.

Such a unique dinner for the two families is solemn and stable.

"Old Pan, meet for the first time, look up for a long time."

Leng Jun was wearing a gray tunic, even if there were traces of wind and frost on his cheeks, he still had a calm bearing and was elegant.

He raised his glass to Pan Chen with wine, and his blazing eyes were soaked in the sophistication of the years.

Pan Chen was flattered and dragged the cup with both hands, and complimented him again and again, "The head of the Leng family is polite, I have heard that the head of the Leng family is very courageous, and he has a way to handle the Leng family, and now I will be lucky to meet it when I see it!" ”

Even Bixiu raised a glass to Rong Qing at the same time, and the scene was harmonious.

Pan Hua sat opposite and watched the two family members push the cup and change the lamp, the corners of her mouth were slightly curled, but her eyes were cold and without temperature.

She felt like a commodity to be sold, and it was her own parents who put her on the table for sale.

The indescribable sourness spread from her heart, and she lowered her eyes to hide the desolate look.

The sound of plates clattering in her ears rang, and she glanced to see a pair of black chopsticks being withdrawn from in front of her.

A few pieces of fresh salmon have been added to the bowl on the table.

Pan Hua slowly turned her eyes, her eyes collided with cold blood, and she was stung by the man's deep gaze, she flashed her eyes, and her ears were hot.

When the polite elders saw this scene, they were all silent for a moment, and then Leng Jun chuckled and sighed, "The fourth child of our family has always been arrogant, but I didn't expect to take care of people now." ”

Cold-blooded opened his eyes, glanced at his eldest brother as if warning, and then picked up the wine glass and sipped it lightly.

Even Bixiu took the opportunity to answer, "Their relatives for generations are inevitably used to freedom." However, after our family Huahua knew that she was going to marry Leng Sishao, she was also happy for several nights. ”

Pan Hua: "!! "In the bewilderment with wide eyes and a loveless face, the lies are made up vividly!

The cold-blooded eyes were slightly dim, and he looked at the little woman beside him who lowered his head and twisted his hands, and his thin lips were almost imperceptibly raised.

After three rounds of wine, the atmosphere at the dinner table became more and more peaceful in Lian Bixiu's exaggerated words.

After a while, Rong Qing took the brocade box prepared in advance from the assistant's hand, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Pan Chen and the others, and said, "Old Pan, Mrs. Pan, since the children are satisfied with this marriage, this is our Leng family's dowry, have you seen it?" ”

Pan Chen's slightly drunk face was obviously stunned, and he subconsciously looked at Lian Bixiu, with questions on his lips, but the prediction was like this.

He thought that the last financing was a dowry, but his eyes fell on the brocade box, which made him suspicious. Don't...... And also?

Lian Bixiu pinched him under the table and urged in a low voice, "Open it up and take a look." ”

Pan Chen opened the large brocade box of books with doubts, and inside was a stack of red rice paper.

As his gaze went down, the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes condensed by the smile became more and more.

If it is really the big family of the Leng family of the empire, the dowry given by the hand is worth half of the Pan family.

Pan Chen lamented again and again, it was really a small thing, and he was indeed ashamed of himself......