She has never been easy to get angry, but the old man in front of her violated her bottom line and made her angry.
"What do you mean?"
Her voice was cold, as if stained with frost, staring at master Xiao's eyes, and could see that there was a tiny flame beating inside.
"As you can see, I want to put Wan Yun in the Xiao family cemetery."
Xiao Zhenhai said calm, gently brush away the tea stains splashed on the clothes, and then restore the original sitting posture.
But his leisurely manner is more and more infuriating fu MA, why this man can say such words without blinking his eyes!
Xu is standing in such a strange posture, she slowly sat down again, and then a deep breath to let her restless mood become calm down.
"Oh, if that's what Mr. Xiao said, I won't accept it!"
She simply refused, there is no smile in her eyes. The intonation is flat, but because the eyes with cold meaning can see how uncomfortable she is.
Xiao Zhenhai had already expected Leng Ling's reaction. He just pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed easily. It seems that he is noncommittal about her refusal.
"No, but I remember if you had a daughter, what's her name?"
He reached out his wrinkled left hand and touched his half gray hair. Then he suddenly realized, "yes, that child is called Leng Qing Yu."
Fu Ma's glaring eyes suddenly pause for a moment, and then the mood becomes more complex, but also mixed into a bit of timidity.
"Recently, I seem to be quite close to the boy Muran. He looks good, but he's a little more arrogant."
The old man said, as if inadvertently talking about the cold rain, but fu MA understood that this was his warning to her, and the pestle went against his request.
He has been hiding the secret at this time but the old man mercilessly exposed, this let her face is a white, as expected or not?
She asked herself, but found no answer.
Eyes color gradually become deep, she looked at Xiao Zhenhai's eyes with obvious vigilance.
"What do you want?"
The old man chuckled, his white beard shaking up and down with the deepening of the smile around his lips.
In front of herself, fu MA is just a child.
The old man ordered the folder stained with tea, and the sign in his eyes made her stiff.
"All decisions are in your hands. If you agree to move the cemetery, I will not interfere with the things your daughter is obsessed with."
The ambiguous relationship between Leng Qingyu and Li Muran has been widely spread. One is the famous president of the reform, the other is the new red and purple leader. Even if the old man doesn't watch the entertainment news, he knows it clearly.
Looking at Mr. Xiao, who is confident, she looks as if she is considering his proposal.
Obviously, the daughter and the mother, two equally important people in front of you, let you choose, this is a difficult problem of kinship indifference.
"I won't move my mother's graveyard. As for Qingyu, when my daughter is older, she will make up her mind."
Fu MA suddenly raised her head and looked at master Xiao's eyes. It seemed that she had made a choice in those seconds.
None of them will be discarded, and none will be chosen.
The old man frowned when he suddenly became sober. There are not many people who can be so righteous in front of him.
"Aren't you afraid that your daughter's identity will be made public?" He wanted to urge her to compromise. After all, blood was thicker than water. He didn't believe that the other party would not care about her daughter's experience.
However, Fu's mother did not expect to hear this, but she gave a gentle smile. "If Mr. Xiao really did something like that, please do it. Mr. Xiao should not want to have an enemy."
The old man's mouth was straight, and it was obvious that his words had no real threat.
Slowly standing up from the futon and putting on her shoes, fu MA stood on the flat ground, picked up her coat and put it on her body. She added, "I hope the old man will not make Xing Rushi's idea, and don't pester the children any more. They have nothing to do with Li Muran, and they have no blood relationship with him. I think Qin Ran Ran Ran's stomach is much bigger than before Hsiao is old! "
With that she turned and opened the door of the teahouse.
The bodyguards waiting on both sides of the door saw her come out, bowed and saluted, followed by left and right in turn.
Lao Zhou looked at the old man sitting in the same place, frowning, and couldn't help walking in.
The teacup on the table is still in a semi skew state, but the yellow folder in the middle is splashed with tea like a flower, which makes it feel beautiful.
"Master."
"It's so similar to Wanyun!" Master Xiao's eyes were staring at the direction of the door and did not answer. He sighed for a long time.
Fu MA left the tea room in a hurry, but after getting on the car, she felt her heart throbbing violently. Now she realized that the cold sweat in her palms had soaked the corners of her clothes.In the face of Xiao's calm and calm, he was always as weak as a short breath.
She was not absolutely sure of what she had said for a moment.
"Send some people to protect the Xing Rushi family. Let me know immediately if you have any information. "
The only thing that's been able to do for her so far.