The other side.

Lin Nian looked at Qiao Yu on the main seat with a full banquet of guests.

Under the stage of Liyuan, the young man sat in a regular manner, his fair and clean face was soft, with a hint of well-behaved, and he was not aggressive at all.

But just now.

This man's momentum is like a blade out of the sheath, sharp, noble, magnificent, and sharp.

Everyone was out of breath.

To be honest, she already knew about her background.

I don't think I'm afraid of trouble.

But recently, a friend tailored a play for her, called The Return of the Daughter of a Wealthy Family.

The villain is the fake daughter who runs through the whole text.

It's just that there is no inspiration recently, which made her admit her relatives, and the reality adaptation is even bigger.

But!

Lin Nian took a deep breath, as steady as an old dog on the surface, and panicked in his heart.

Why don't you follow the script!

Not according to the script!

How does Lao Tzu take the play!

Stumble!

Said to be a good tear!

You're still having fun!

Fun!

"Niannian, don't blame my mother, after all, Xiaoliu has lived in our Qiao family for so long, and he can't ...... for a while"

Yeah!

Lin Nian nodded wildly in his heart.

Next, according to the script of a friend, the villain's mother should burst into tears and tell the heroine not to anger the villain in the future, after all, from childhood to adulthood, let the heroine let her endure everything.

is full of eccentricity, so that the audience can grit their teeth.

But she didn't want to, Gu Yun touched Lin Nian's head and smiled lovingly.

"However, according to the old man's meaning, it is estimated that Xiaoliu will leave home tomorrow, and my mother will only love you in the future."

Only! Love! You!

Three words!

Lin Nian's eyes darkened.

Crashed!

But.

Before the collapse, Lin Nian quietly took out her mobile phone, ready to take a secret picture of the villain's image, and told her friends that she wouldn't accept the scene!

It's just that she just unlocked.

The boy looked at it keenly.

Lin Nian's hand shook.

Here it comes!

Villain blackened!

Now is the time!

To this me, who occupies your house, grabs your property, and lets you leave the house!

Let's just say you hate it or not!

Come on!

Lao Tzu caught it!

Qiao Yu was stunned.

She swept the smartphone in Lin Nian's hand at a glance!

As an heir, he taught joy and anger from an early age.

However, she still showed a bit of envy, and quickly stopped.

She looked at Lin Nian again.

Since childhood, he has been cautious and polite, and nodded lightly at Lin Nian.

It's kind of a hello.

Click-

The moment the camera captured the portrait, Lin Nian's face turned red.

In the photo.

A short-haired teenager, smiling politely and modestly, with a hint of natural nobility.

Damn!

What a villain this!

This is simply a treasure girl!

Lao Tzu wants to be a fan!!!

......

It was late at night.

The guests dispersed.

There is a tradition in the Qiao family that before the noble master leaves home, he must close the door early and refuse visitors.

Prevent someone from taking the opportunity to mix in, which is not good for the owner, and there is still time to screen and salute layer by layer to avoid omissions.

The Qiao family's subordinates were methodically dotted up and down, and the voices were restless.

But in the main courtyard, no one dared to disturb the master's rest, and there was silence.

Suddenly.

The carved wooden lattices of the main courtyard were opened a crack, and a black head stuck in and looked around.

Looking at the figure, he was a teenager, wearing the formal clothes of the banquet just now, and he didn't take off his blazer.

He deftly sneaked in, quietly got to the ground, and then leaned over to the bed, and crouched down.

Then he stretched out his slender fingertips and poked the quilt on the bed.

"Prince, do you need to be bed?"