Wei Feng also discovered to some extent that Eleven was indeed a little disrespectful.

It seems that she has never felt that her status as a secret guard is inferior.

It's a little too straightforward.

However, the Ninth Master may not think so.

glanced at Rong Jiu's face, although it was a little gloomy, but unexpectedly did not lose his temper.

The Ninth Master is also a little abnormal today.

In fact, there has been something unusual since yesterday.

I don't know if I was so angry with Rong Sanye that I was confused.

Rong Jiu stood up from the sofa, and his eyes flashed a little dark.

It seemed that he was not in the mood to deal with her anymore, and he wore a black bathrobe, and walked upstairs: "For the family banquet in the evening, Eleven will come with me." ”

Hua Ying's eyes lifted slightly, and her slender eyelashes under the brim of her hat trembled: "...... Be. ”

The Rong family's monthly family banquet is at the old lady's place.

As the ancestor of the Rong family, he is over 70 years old, and his spirit is still strong.

She has three sons under her knees.

The eldest son died early, the second son Rong Yanhui still did nothing in middle age, and the third son is Rong Zhaozong, the current head of the Rong family.

The place where the old lady lives is an independent courtyard, with mahogany furniture, which is full of charm.

In the restaurant, the servants are busy.

Mrs. Rong sat on the main seat, and on her left hand side was the second son, Rong Yanhui and his wife.

"Mom, my new company has gradually been on the right track, you can finally rest assured." Rong Yanhui smiled flatteringly.

When Mrs. Rong saw this unsuccessful second son, she felt a pain in her brain.

What to do and what not to achieve, what to invest and what to go out of business.

As for the affairs of his company, he has long stopped meddling: "You can do the affairs of the company yourself, and you don't have to report to me." ”

I liked the only girl in the Rong family, and I glanced around, but I didn't see Rong Yingyao: "What about Yaoyao?" ”

They have long since separated, but the family property has been almost defeated by him over the years.

It is still in the old house.

Su Man has a pair of shrewd fox eyes, wearing a cheongsam, and dressing according to the old lady's preferences, he pushed Rong Yanhui and quickly explained: "Mom, girls love beauty, and they are probably still dressing up." ”

Rong Yanhui had no idea, he still listened to Su Man for big and small things, and nodded busily: "Yes, Yaoyao loves beauty." ”

Old Man Rong's face softened a little: "Our family Yaoyao is born well, and she looks good without dressing up." ”

Su Man laughed with him: "Like you, when you go out, people say that you have the style of your youth." ”

Mrs. Rong picked up the teacup and was coaxed into a good mood.

On the right hand side of the old lady is the head of the Rong family.

Rong Zhaozong sat in a wheelchair, wearing a neat black tunic coat, with a blanket on his knees, his eyebrows and eyes were calm, even if he didn't speak, his body was surrounded by an elegant aura.

Mrs. Rong has always favored the eldest son all her life, but before the old man died, she passed the position of the head of the family to the younger son.

The eldest son, Rong Chengwen, was excellent in everything, but he died in a car accident.

The old lady was so grief-stricken that she almost went with her.

Rong Zhaozong's leg was also scrapped in that car accident.

The eldest son's life is gone, but the younger son only loses a pair of legs, and the old lady will have some pimples in her heart, and she is not close to this younger son.

even complained at one point why it wasn't him who died.

Her favorite is the eldest of the two sons, Rong Yanli and Rong Jiu.

The most pleasing to her.

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