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Leng Ye prepared the gifts, walked up to her, carried all the gifts into one hand, wrapped his big hand, and hugged her waist: "Let's go, what are you in a daze?" ”

The President and his wife have already entered the house.

"They asked you to come, not to see your son-in-law, why did you call your parents too?"

Tong Lu told the truth, thinking that maybe he had communicated too briefly on the phone, and he didn't understand the reason for coming.

"Your parents, I'm much more familiar than you, what are you worried about? Even if they don't want to see their son-in-law, I have to prepare gifts, haven't heard of reaching out and not hitting a smiling person? Leng Ye looked at her nervous appearance, her awe-inspiring and sexy lips were slightly curved, and her arms tightened more and more: "What did you talk to your parents about?" ”

"Nothing." Tong Lu took a deep breath and was led up the stairs by him.

Originally, her heart was in turmoil, but at the moment he was tightly bound by his waist, his powerful breath seemed to be a tranquilizer, which made her heart a lot more steady, she straightened her hair, stepped in side by side with him, and immediately noticed the air in the room, so tight that it seemed to be a little bit.

His Excellency the President and Mr. Yin Rong's faces were not good-looking, and in the room, only the servants were busy serving tea and water.

However, the president's wife and Mrs. Yin sat together and chatted about family life, which eased the atmosphere a little.

"Dad, Mom, Yejin is here."

As soon as Tong Lu's words fell, there was the sound of a teacup falling to the ground in the room, Yin Rong and Mrs. Yin couldn't believe their ears, and Mr. Yin Rong was caught off guard by this "Dad" shout, and the teacup didn't hold it steady, and fell directly to the ground.

The servants were busy cleaning up.

Mr. Yin Rong was sitting on his lap, and he wanted to get off the horse, but his eyes were slightly wet and he coughed because of his daughter's words.

Mrs. Yin was so excited that she got up, looked at her daughter, and found that her daughter was being held in her arms by the cold night, and she didn't care about it, so she hurriedly replied: "Well, sit down." Lulu, come, sit next to Mom. ”

"Uncle Yin, Aunt Yin, be careful."

Leng Yejin withdrew the hand tightly bound around Tong Lu's waist and handed over the gift, the gift was picked up by the servant and placed next to him, before he could sit down, Mr. Yin Rong didn't say a word, and went upstairs directly.

Yin Zhan got up and saluted thoughtfully: "Your Excellency President, we might as well go upstairs and talk in my father's study, it's not convenient to talk here." ”

His Excellency the President nodded, glared back at his son, and without speaking, turned and went upstairs.

The four men disappeared in the living room in a blink of an eye, Tong Lu didn't know what to talk about, she sat in the living room with a cup of tea to warm her hands, looked at the time, and looked at the time, a full two hours passed, looking forward to it, and no one went downstairs.

I don't know when, seeing that it was getting dark, Mrs. Yin instructed the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Tong Lu probed his brain and wanted to go upstairs to have a look.

Mrs. Yin took her hand: "Don't worry, it's not a trivial matter, let the men communicate, let's just drink tea, chat, and watch TV." ”

The president's wife also beckoned to Tong Lu and asked her to sit down and watch TV, but her mind was very confused, and she especially wanted to know what was being talked about in the study upstairs.

"Why don't I go upstairs and bring them some tea?" It's been hours, and I've got to get something to drink. ”

"You kid, whatever you want, you go, by the way, tell them that dinner is almost ready, where are the men talking so much, remember to go downstairs to eat when it's time to eat."

Tong Lu nodded, picked up a pot of tea, and went upstairs in fear, standing at the door of the study, with her ears against the door, wanting to hear the movement inside.