Chapter 393

"To what extent?"

"Help me come home?"

Qin Langjun spoke slowly.

The voice is deep, as if with a bit of coolness.

The interior of the Qin family has always been harmonious. I knew it for a long time, but I didn't expect that he would directly confront old Qin face to face.

This directly tore the last face.

No matter what he said this time, Wen Ni's appearance is not correct.

If it were ordinary people, they would pretend that nothing had happened.

But it is not only this that is involved, but also the tug of war between old man Qin and Qin Langjun.

You come and I go, and no one will admit defeat first.

However, Wenni's face was not as calm as before. Although he tried his best to maintain the most perfect posture, he still hung a perfect smile that couldn't find the problem.

But her slightly frowning brow revealed her mood now.

It's embarrassing and bad.

Perhaps she didn't expect that she would fall into such an embarrassing situation this time.

The next confrontation was even more tense.

Master Qin's meaning is even clearer than just now.

The old wrinkled hand slapped on the table and pressed the table. His face was also particularly ugly.

"This is mischief. This is not a child's play. You can't tolerate mischief."

Mr. Qin just won't give in.

Looking at me, it was even more cold and determined.

I have no doubt that he will cut me directly the next second.

The voice of discussion around is not big. It seems to be afraid of such a scene, but these lines of sight are not hidden at all.

From these lines of sight, I see more schadenfreude and happy to see its success.

Wen Ni's eyes also swept me. The corners of her mouth always maintained a suitable arc, which seemed to be not aggressive.

But there was also a clear flash of irony in his eyes.

I just smiled softly at her and didn't even take care of the things in front of her.

There is no need for me to do anything before the means of master Qin have been completely used on me.

"What should that look like, Grandpa?"

Qin Langjun's voice has always been so low. It seems that he is lazy and does not have the slightest attack.

But this faint voice always makes people feel creepy.

Master Qin's face eased slightly, as if he felt there was room for maneuver.

The sight swept over me, and then said in an old and deep voice, "there are many people of marriageable age here, and the right people are also selected. If you like something, you can see it first."

Maybe he felt his tone was too stiff. Old Qin sighed and continued to say slowly.

"It's always good to have your own ideas, but you're still young and too impulsive in many things. These girls are not necessarily bad. How do you know if you don't try."

Before my face changed, my face suddenly changed when I was standing beside old man Qin calmly.

Angry, unwilling, even with a bit of embarrassment.

I guessed early in the morning that old man Qin would not match people so kindly.

At the beginning, Wenni was taken away by him. Now how can he invite people back.

What he wants is the endless state between Wenni and me. What he wants to see is always the situation of dog biting dog.

Smart as warm and muddy, she didn't even think through it.

With unrealistic fantasies.

People in the Qin family seem to have expected this situation for a long time.

Just show regret and can't see the excitement, it's still your own.

The atmosphere gradually warmed up.

Mr. Qin's face was tight and serious just now. In just a few minutes, it became gentle and amiable. There is no gap in the conversion, so the connection is perfect.

It seems that he has always been such a person who loves his grandchildren and even dotes on them unconditionally.

"When these things are done, I will naturally ask people to clean up the mess in the media."

Master Qin said gently, and his sharp tone became much more relaxed.

Even some kind eyebrows and good intentions.

With a soothing smell.

Give a stick and a sweet jujube. Master Qin is very handy in this way.

Warm muddy complexion was much more soothing than just now. When he looked at me, his lips moved slightly.

It's not a big move. I wouldn't have noticed it if I hadn't looked up and looked at the past.

I can't see the lip very clearly, but I can vaguely distinguish the meaning.

She's mocking me, saying that you're just such a waste that you throw away when you use it up.

Perhaps the original words will be more ironic than this.

The arc I raised towards her still fell.

He gently put his hand on his abdomen, raised his eyebrows and eyes, and blinked at the warm and muddy position.

And then take it back.

Probably few people noticed what was happening on my side.

After all, what attracts more attention is the game between old Qin and Qin Langjun.

"Oh."

Qin Langjun's voice was a little longer than that just now.

For the words of master Qin's Datong, it was covered in one word.

And in this word, nothing can be analyzed at all.

It doesn't look like a promise or a resistance.

Lazy and casual, it's more like never paying attention to such words.

Behind Leng Bo, there is enough confidence and cold arrogance.

Master Qin relaxed his face for less than a few seconds and looked ugly again.

But I didn't say anything in the end.

Only the hand on the table was pressed hard, and the old green veins on the back of the hand burst up, looking shocking.

Father Qin's cold vision was several degrees cooler than that just now. He kept looking at me. I just didn't speak quietly.

I know when to be spoiled and arrogant and when to be quiet.

Otherwise, I won't live up to now.

The family banquet was not much better from the embarrassment at the beginning to the end.

Wenni came to me once in the middle.

I thought she would ridicule or threaten me, but I didn't expect that she just looked at me calmly.

It's like telling me a fact - "I have some ways to let you recognize your identity. Do you still want something that doesn't belong to you?"

I have to admire her recovery.

The first second was used as a gun by master Qin, and the next second he could talk to me as usual.

I'm afraid I can't do it.

I'm afraid of Wenni's existence, but it doesn't mean I'm afraid of her existence.

"Oh? Are you talking about the people I get now, or the children in my stomach?"

I bent my eyebrows, smiled at her and said.