"Uncle Lu, you and Taishan will go to Qin's house with me in the evening."

Murong Xuan said slowly.

"Okay, young master!"

Lu Hai responded, his face still with excitement.

Until the evening, when Lu Weiwei returned to the Murong family villa after work, she saw Lu Hai wearing a British suit and her hair was smeared with hair oil.

Looking at that appearance, it was really a little more extravagant, and Lu Weiwei's eyes showed stars.

While arranging Lu Hai's collar, Aunt Lu said with a smile: "Old man, you must give the young master a long face when you go today." ”

Lu Hai nodded solemnly.

When Murong Xuan came down the stairs, Lu Weiwei and Aunt Lu were completely shocked.

Murong Xuan wore a crisp black suit, and the dark gold lines on the suit loomed, showing a noble temperament.

Every move exudes the unique charm of a man.

"Dad, you're so handsome today, more handsome than a big star on TV!"

Xia Mu jumped out of Aunt Lu's arms and said with a smile.

Murong Xuan smiled slightly and said, "Mu Mu, Dad has something to do when he goes out tonight, you are at home and listen to grandma." ”

"Well, I'll be very well-behaved."

Xia Mu nodded seriously.

Lu Hai saw Murong Xuan wearing a formal suit, and a complicated look flashed in his cloudy eyes.

The Murong family was engaged in the specialized clothing industry back then, and this suit was also designed and produced by the company under the Murong family back then.

It's just that after so many years, these industries have also disappeared.

Murong Xuan can still find one, it's really difficult for him.

On the way to the Qin family, Murong Xuan saw what a trench was.

The Qin family is located on the top of the famous Lushan Mountain in the East China Sea, called Genting Villa.

For this reason, the Qin family specially built a road, trimmed into various patterns of trees, decorating both sides of this road, extremely luxurious.

Not long after, Murong Xuan and the others got off at the gate of the Qin family's garden, took the special car for the garden, and went to the Genting Villa.

The Qin family's manor covers an area of 100 acres, with pavilions and pavilions, water pavilions and corridors, and some things cannot be measured by price.

The heritage of a century-old family is really not comparable to those wealthy families.

The two sides are not on the same level at all!

Soon, Murong Xuan and the others came to the hall of the Qin family's villa.

A person who looked like a housekeeper bent down to Murong Xuan and the others and said, "Mr. Murong, the dinner will not start for a while, my master is waiting for you on the second floor, I hope you can go up, talk for a while!" ”

Murong Xuan nodded, left Taishan and Lu Bo in place, and followed the housekeeper to the study on the second floor.

The room is antique, and some expensive furniture is well arranged.

Old Man Qin, who was in high spirits, sat facing Murong Xuan and said softly, "Murong Xiaoyou, please take a seat." ”

As he spoke, Old Man Qin made a gesture of please, and his etiquette was extremely thoughtful.

Murong Xuan sat opposite Old Man Qin, and in front of the two of them, there was a chessboard.

The incense burner on the chessboard was filled with smoke, and the smell of high-grade sandalwood made Murong Xuan's brows stretch a little.

Old Man Qin's deep eyes looked Murong Xuan up and down.

After a while, Old Man Qin was the first to speak.

"Huh...... Eight years ago, the Murong family suffered overnight, and the old man thought that the Murong family would completely disappear into history, but he didn't expect that there would be heroes like you who would continue to carry the banner of the Murong family, and they were really heroes out of youth! ”

Murong Xuan said coldly: "I'm not a hero, if I really count it, I'm just a remnant of the Murong family." ”

When Old Man Qin heard this, his eyes condensed slightly.

Murong Xuan's words, but with a bit of aggression, how could Old Man Qin not hear it?

However, after all, he was a highly respected person, so he didn't have an immediate attack, but stroked his beard with a smile and said: "Murong Xiaoyou, I specially arranged a dinner party for you tonight, but it's still early, and there are still a few old friends who haven't arrived yet, why don't we have two hands?" ”

Old Man Qin pointed to the chessboard in front of him, his expression calm.

Murong Xuan nodded in agreement, "The old man is so Yaxing!" ”

"Hehe, when you're old and have nothing to do, you just like to be foolish." Old Man Qin smiled and pushed a box of chess pieces in front of Murong Xuan.

Old Man Qin is black, and Murong Xuan is white.

"Murong Xiaoyou, you are a junior, you come first." Old Man Qin said with a smile.

"Then I will write more about the old man!"

Murong Xuan was not polite, the first son fell directly in the deepest place on the opposite side, and there was a kind of lonely army going deep and smashing the Yellow Dragon!

Old Man Qin's eyes froze, and he shook his head lightly and said: "Murong Xiaoyou's hand is really long enough, the first son fell into my house, but he didn't play chess like this, hehe......"

"Play chess as you like, why follow so many rules?"

Murong Xuan was-for-tat and did not show weakness.

"What a freewheeling!"

Old Man Qin smiled, picked up a chess piece and put it down, and said, "But I don't know Murong Xiaoyou, have you considered the retreat of this chess piece?" ”

"If you don't move forward, why do you need to retreat?"

"Timid, it's not my Murong Xuan's style!"

Murong Xuan is another son falling, his momentum is like a dragon, and he is crisscrossing the eight wildernesses!

"Okay, good, the future is terrible, the future is terrible!"

Old Man Qin admired, but his voice was a little stiff.

One by one, the chess pieces fall on the chessboard, like a battlefield conquest.

Murong Xuan's chess style is decisive.

And Old Man Qin is calm and introverted.

It seems to be calm, but in fact it is turbulent.

After the two played a game of chess, it turned out to be a tie.

Old Man Qin laughed and said, "Hahaha...... Murong Xiaoyou is really a hero out of a young man, but the killing aura in your chest is too heavy, if you can restrain a little, you have a chance to win this game of chess just now. ”

Old Man Qin said slowly, pointing to something.

Murong Xuan was silent.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

Of course, Old Man Qin spoke.

As soon as the words fell, Qin Xiao walked in respectfully, bowed to Old Man Qin and said, "Grandpa, they are all here." ”

Old Man Qin's eyes lit up slightly, and then he nodded and made a gesture of invitation to Murong Xuan: "Murong Xiaoyou, the old man has already set up a reception wine for you, please move." ”

Murong Xuan nodded lightly and got up to leave.

"Xiao'er, you can clean up here."

Old Man Qin commanded.

"Yes, Grandpa!"

Qin Xiao responded politely, but looking at Murong Xuan's back, there was a hint of contempt.

When the two of them left the study, they went to clean up the chessboard.

However, as soon as his hand touched the chess pieces on the chessboard, he suddenly felt a softness in his hand, and then "Whoa!" With a bang, the entire chessboard turned into a cloud of dust.

"This ......"

Qin Xiao gasped, he saw the dust, and unexpectedly formed a text: Hatred!