After Luo Jinrong got angry, Qinglan stood there in shock, unable to say a word.

Between the heaven and earth, the beautiful moonlight seemed to be floating only for Luo Jinrong, and his tall figure was engraved on Qinglan's heart bit by bit, and it will be unforgettable for this life.

After sucking a whole cigar, Luo Jinrong turned around and met the boy's somewhat regretful eyes, saying, "Your father can tell you these words by himself. But do you know why he didn't say them?"

Qinglan's eyelashes were wet and felt guilty: "Because he knew that I instinctively chose to trust my grandparents. I would think that what he said was an excuse for him to be partial to him."

Luo Jinrong looked at him deeply, stepped forward, raised his hand and patted him on his shoulder: "You have a brain!"

Qinglan lowered her eyes, wanted to cry, but endured it.

Luo Jinrong said again: "The real Zhang Ling has been replaced, and her whereabouts are still unknown. Her grandmother's abandonment due to divorce and the pain of losing her son was already abnormal. It sounds pitiful, but this is also retribution, because the real Zhang Ling's mother's family was killed by the Zhang family. Her grandmother stole Zhang Ling from her mother back then, which caused the family to die one after another. However, Qinglan, who do you like in your heart?"

Qinglan didn't expect Luo Jinrong to follow him to say this.

However, Grandpa Jinrong is a shrewd man, and he doesn't have to hide in front of such elders: "I like the fake Zhang Ling who took the initiative to contact me later! I actually don't remember what happened when I was a child very clearly."

"Do you want to know the real name of Zhang Ling?"

Luo Jinrong suddenly had a kind smile on the corner of her mouth, and she looked at him. Such kindness made Qinglan feel flattered.

After all, since this grandfather appeared, he was scolded!

Looking at Luo Jinrong's smile, Qinglan mustered up the courage and said, "I want to."

Luo Jinrong sighed lightly and stared at the sapphire-like rippling lake not far away: "Her surname is Shi. Shi. Have you heard of the name Nalanting?"

Qinglan was stunned when he heard this: "Of course! That's a great hero! Before Moye Kingdom destroyed the country, he gave up all the court lurking in Moye Kingdom and became the prime minister who was below one person and above ten thousand people! He had been dormant in the court of the enemy country for more than 20 years, in order to provide Ningguo with all reliable information and have been making all efforts for peace between the two countries. Before Moye recovered, he had to fight several times. Ningguo was not unable to afford it, but could not fight easily, the national economy would regress, the people would be displaced, and all the drawbacks brought by the war would be reflected directly! But Nalanting had been in Moye all the time, so the war never came to an end! But he suddenly retreated, silently, I still heard about his deeds from Grandpa Emperor!"

Luo Jinrong looked at Qinglan seriously and said, "This fake Zhang Ling is the granddaughter of the great hero you admire!"

Qinglan opened her mouth wide!

He suddenly remembered something, looked around, rushed forward and reached out to cover Luo Jinrong's mouth!

Luo Jinrong easily avoided it and said, "It doesn't matter, no one can hear our conversation."

After saying that, Luo Jinrong's eyes swept away the dark environment around him with a fierce look, and amplified his voice and said, "Because, except for me and you, all the people who can hear are dead!"

When a sentence is released, no matter what you hear or cannot hear, it cannot be heard.

In addition, the personal soldiers guarding Crescent Bay are the most trustworthy elites of the National Protection Army. They are loyal and courageous, and they are committed to their duties. There is only one word in their hearts: loyalty.

"Everyone said I am the god of gambling, Mr. Chen, your emperor grandfather, and your father. I said I wanted me to play mahjong tonight and to see my gambling skills. I will go in first and will not accompany you. You can digest it yourself."

Luo Jinrong patted Qinglan's shoulders: "Remember, in the future, you must learn to move your own brain and learn to accomplish something with your own strength. Life is a process of understanding while walking. All the improvements that need to be improved need to be perfected and improved, and you need to change more happily. You must know your own personality and you must have some shortcomings. The process of temper cultivation is the same as cultivating things. You must first cultivate yourself to cultivate your nature!"

Luo Jinrong thought about it and said, "You may think that everyone is the best for admiration, but he is actually the most miserable. I am not afraid to tell you quietly that your father is thinking of helping you pave the way and helping Qingrong save something, but your father has not thought too much about admiration. He just wants to get married and start a career earlier, let Qinggong accept the affection of your brothers, and repay your brothers' kindness in the future! Do you think the emperor is a god, free and easy? That is the most difficult job!

If you are capable, you will work harder and admire you, there is nothing you can do. So he has learned to hide his edge since he was a child. He is afraid that all the chores will be his when he grows up! Your grandparents are unwilling to give shares. If you change them, you will probably have to rest. However, Qingmeng knows to call me and ask me to deal with your grandparents! If you encounter this kind of mind, you must hold on tightly. You will offend him and make him sad. What are you thinking? Admiring this kid is so dark! You are stupid!"

After saying this, Luo Jinrong turned around and left.

Qinglan stood in the night, watching him go further and further away, and couldn't help but rush forward, holding his arm with a stern face: "Grandpa Jinrong, let me tell you, tell me something, you can tell me something!"

"Go away! I'm going to play mahjong!"

"Grandpa Jinrong, then, what is the name of Zhang Ling? When will she come back?"

"It's not when I mentioned my last name!"

"What time?"

"How do I know?"

“…”

Luo Jinrong went straight up the escalator and just saw Zhuoran and his wife walking upstairs with trays. He said, "Did you send it to the chess and card room?"

Zhuoran nodded: "Yes!"

"Lead the way!"

"yes!"

Qinglan just watched Luo Jinrong's figure disappear on the escalator.

He stood alone on the corridor, thinking that Qingrong had gone to China, Qingmu Xuehao and the others were talking in the room, and what about him?

At this time, a door in the corridor suddenly opened. Mu Yize poked his head out of the door, looked cautious at Qinglan, and waved his hand like a thief: "Come here! Qinglan, come here!"

Qinglan didn't think much about it. He understood that Mu Yize and his wife were the most tolerant and selfless to him. After going forward and after, Mu Yize was pulled into the room directly.

Jiang Xin was sitting on the sofa in her pajamas and looked at him with her eyes: "Qinglan, what did your little grandpa say to you by the lake just now? I've said so long?"

Mu Yize took a bottle of soda and handed it to him: "Look at your sweat on your forehead, drink it quickly, the temperature outside is high."
Chapter completed!