Chapter 101: You do the first year of junior high school, and I do the fifteenth
There was an eerie silence for a moment, and a pop of laughter broke the silence.
Everyone looked at Nan Rongcang, admiring, accusing, dissatisfied, and weird, Nan Rongcang turned a blind eye, and his face was cold and indifferent.
It was as if that laughter was an auditory hallucination.
If it weren't for the fact that there was only one person sitting in the direction of the laughter, I am afraid that they would all be deceived by his expression.
It took a long time before his gaze turned back.
"Brother Lu misunderstood," Wen Zhengguo's brain was buzzing, his mouth was dry, and he didn't know what to say, and he didn't love Wen Shaohua very much, "Your Uncle Lu didn't know how to tell me in advance when he came, so he didn't help someone sit down quickly." ”
Before Wen Shaohua moved, Lu Wenhua's angry voice sounded again, snatched the Buddha beads from his hand, looked around, and saw the junior who had never seen him get up from his seat and invite him to sit down.
"Outside...... You may be seated. ”
My grandfather, who had been nagged by his mother for many years, almost blurted out the words, but fortunately he reacted quickly.
Before the arrival of the pit father, you must take the lead in leaving a good impression in the hearts of the second elder.
Brush up on favorability and wash away the shame brought by the firmament!
Bypassing the other side and going to help the phoenix and mulberry fish to let the two elders sit together, the attitude can be described as obvious and courteous, which is completely different from the attitude towards Wen Lao.
What is Nan Rongcang thinking at this moment?
I heard that my grandfather is a wife and slave, and my grandmother is the master of the Lu family, so I have to hold on to this backer.
The three who had just arrived at the scene of the battle didn't know the scene of Nanrong Cangren, and the others could see it really.
The more Qin Mo thought about it, the more strange he felt.
The second elder of the Lu family thinks that the 1.9-meter-tall young man is a good offspring, he knows how to respect the old and has eyes, and a woman's sixth sense is often very accurate when she comes.
As soon as the phoenix fish saw him, they felt kind.
The meaning of love overflows in the chest.
The old man's kind and gentle gaze fell on him, Nan Rong Cang suddenly felt warm in his heart, his always cold and hard face softened a little, and he guarded behind the sofa like a guardian god.
Qin Mo's eyes looked at him even more strangely.
The picture of a family of three standing together impacted his train of thought, and an inexplicable guess suddenly came, and he felt whimsical when he thought about it.
How is that possible?
The truth likes to do the most is to pass by us, come secretly, sneak away.
Afterwards, it makes people feel like they missed 100 million.
The tall and sturdy junior stood behind him, Lu Wenhua was even more imposing, and turned his hand to reprimand the Buddha beads: "Wen Zhengguo, let me ask you, does your Wen family regard my Lu family as an enemy and will rest until death?" ”
Wen Zhengguo was a little flustered, and hurriedly waved his hand to deny: "I have no intention of doing this, first of all, regardless of the thousand-year-old friendship between the two families, it will never be the case if I say that the brotherly relationship between you and me for decades will never be like this." ”
Lu Wenhua said in a flat tone: "Really? Since you have no such intentions, why do you allow your son to imprison my only daughter Wanwan for many years and ruin my granddaughter's path to victory.
Today, he forcibly plundered her and forced her to leave Qin Mo, and the Wen family harmed my heir again and again, relying on the friendship between our two families, I am sure that I will not make enemies with your Wen family, and retreat again and again.
Wen Zhengguo, don't you really think that my Wen family is muddy? Again and again, inch by inch.
I put the words aside today, you do the first year of junior high school, I do the fifteenth, I hate the past and hate today, I Lu Wenhua remember! We'll see! ”
With that, he got up, his arm was being supported, and when he looked to the side, it was this kid again.
Nan Rongcang's back bent slightly, revealing a stiff smile.