"Why don't you understand, Dad is doing this for ......"

"Premier Lu, please wait a minute." Xinluo suddenly called out to Lu Huanting when he was about to perform affectionately again.

"Premier Lu, I am Yue Xinluo, Yu Chen's fiancée. Sorry to interrupt you...... I...... I'm actually meeting you for the first time, and I'd like to introduce myself to you and say hello by the way. ”

Xinluo's attitude was very sincere, and the smile on his face was sweet and a little shy.

Looking at it this way, it is especially like seeing the fiancé's father for the first time, the embarrassed little daughter-in-law.

"Yue Xinluo...... Oh, I know you, the daughter of the Duke of Reddington. Lu Huanting's warm face became serious, as if he didn't like it for Xinluo's identity.

As Lu Yuchen's opponent, he naturally didn't want his son to have such help from the Reddington family.

Lu Huanting raised his face and looked at Xinluo with a critical look.

"Your father, the Duke of Reddington, is too reckless. Although it is not good to say this kind of thing when we meet for the first time, Miss Yue, I regret to tell you that as the prime minister of Huaguo and Yuchen's father, I am afraid that I will not be able to agree with you as a daughter-in-law. ”

"My woman, I don't need your approval." Lu Yuchen replied coldly.

At this time, Xinluo dissuaded him, "Yuchen, don't say that, I think Premier Lu is right." ”

"Xiao Luo, why are you ......?"

Xinluo grabbed Lu Yuchen and smiled at him: "Is Premier Lu wrong?" He said it was the first time we had met, and it was indeed the first time we had met. ”

"I have been with you for five years, and in the past five years, we have met grandma together, mother together, and other branch heads of the Lu family together, and I have also given birth to three lovely babies for you."

"Yet, in all this time, I have never seen your father. Until today, I finally met the legendary Prime Minister Lu...... Well, I haven't seen each other for five years, and I'm embarrassed to pretend to be a loving father who cares about his son. ”

When Xinluo said this, he took Lu Yuchen's arm and said to Lu Huanting, who was standing opposite.

"Premier Lu, your acting skills are really bad. It's dismantled casually, it's better not to act. Anyway...... In the whole country, who doesn't know that you are a bastard who abandoned your wife for the sake of the mistress and illegitimate children? If I were you, I wouldn't have this face to pretend to be a loving father, and I would be embarrassed! ”

Lu Huanting was counted down by Xinluo for a while, and he didn't think of the words to fight back for a long time.

He was too careless just now, and when he saw Yue Xinluo, a little girl, he actually didn't have a bad consciousness and fell in love with her.

Five years, five years, three grandsons have been born, and he has never seen any of them, even this woman is the first time he has seen him.

Lu Huanting felt that the eyes of the people around him had changed from disdain to ridicule.

For the first time, I felt frustrated and regretful.

The reason why he didn't dare to make a big fuss about leaving the Lu family in the past was to maintain his public image.

And now, as the prime minister of a country, he has always maintained a great image, and he has ......

"Yue Xinluo, you clean your mouth for me!" Seeing Lu Huanting's disappointed expression, Lu Yishen couldn't help but point at Xinluo.

"This is China, not Europe, and it's not your turn to show off your might! You Reddington family members are not qualified to appear here, let alone appear at our dinner party in China. You, get out of here now! ”

"It's not up to you to decide whether you're qualified or not." Yue Ze took a step forward, blocking in front of Lu Yishen and Xinluo.

Xinluo was too lazy to pay attention to Lu Yishen, but Yue Ze couldn't see his sister being bullied.

"Who are you?" Lu Yishen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Me? Heh......" Yue Ze hooked the corners of his lips, and a slight glint flashed in his dark blue eyes, "I'm Xinluo's brother." ”

[The author has something to say] keep writing, my hands are not finished yet, and I can't write if I can't write, but I will make up for it on the weekend