His expression was solemn and indifferent, like a layer of ice and snow.

He paused in front of Leng Zhongyu, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said lightly, "I have important things, let me in." ”

He stacked this order, his tone was faint, but it was resolute that no one could question, and there was a faint hint of a king's demeanor, noble and domineering.

He directly crossed the crowd and took the lead into the conference room with the light pavilion, and his aura of self-esteem made people feel awe.

Everyone was stunned, looking at each other and at a loss.

This is Rui Shao, has he really lost his memory?

Why did he speak in the same tone as he did back then?

Luo Dazhi rubbed his eyebrows, and followed in without saying a word.

As soon as he moved, a group of people who followed him entered the conference room in a hurry.

Uncle Wen hesitated for a moment, glanced at Leng Zhongyu, and saw that his face was pale, trembling all over, and he was probably angry enough.

"Yu Shao, let's go in together and see what they mean, don't worry, things will always be explained."

Leng Zhongyu secretly hated in his heart, in vain he tried his best to entrap these people, it took so much time and so much effort, but they were like leaving, and they didn't have a word accurately.

As a result, Leng Qirui said lightly, and they immediately followed.

What the hell is going on?

Seeing this, Uncle Wen couldn't help but shake his head, and patiently persuaded a few more words, before Leng Zhongyu, who was barely coaxed, turned a little pale.

It's just that as soon as he entered the conference room, Leng Zhongyu's face suddenly darkened, and his anger was smoking.

The main seat that originally belonged to him was occupied by the pair of men and women, sitting side by side on the left and right, intimate and tacit.

He froze on the ground, furious, pointing at the man and woman, and roaring viciously, "Get up for me." ”

His roar was deafening, startling everyone present.

He has always shown a gentle and harmless appearance, and he has always been a noble son, when has he ever been so out of shape?

Leng Qirui glanced at him lightly, and his attitude was very contemptuous, "I like this position, you can pick any one." ”

This disdainful tone is really going to be maddening.

Leng Zhongyu added fuel to the fire, his eyes turned red, "You get out of here, this is not where you should be." ”

Under the anger, he didn't care about his demeanor, and he couldn't hide it.

Everyone looked at each other, very embarrassed, and simply kept silent.

are all sons of the Leng family, one is the former heir, and the other is the current head of the family, who do they help?

It stands to reason that it should be said that he helped the former, the rightful heir, and he was arranged by the old family owner to participate in the group of heroes before he was a minor, and he did not fall every year, paving the way for him to inherit the position of the head of the family, and he had a friendship with them.

If it weren't for the accident seven years ago, he would be the best candidate for the new head of the Leng family.

However, now it is Leng Zhongyu's world, he has successfully taken over the throne for seven years, and he is the person designated by the old family master, which is reasonable and reasonable.

Qingting opened his big watery eyes, as if he was smiling.

"He shouldn't be there, and you're not worthy of it, right, guys."

There was a wail in everyone's hearts, this eldest lady is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, do you have to pull them into the water?

The problem is that their position is also very difficult.

A middle-aged man coughed twice, "Young lady, who is this?" ”

Everyone knows that he is asking knowingly, but they don't know which side he is on.

He is a well-known centrist, and has not officially joined Leng Zhongyu's camp.