Although we only met Long Haoran for a few minutes, he left a deep impression on Long Jinhuan and others. If I want to sum it up in one sentence, it would be that he is a gentleman from a famous family. Facing Long Jinhuan,
Huan's various rude expressions have always been gentle and elegant, without any suspicion of artificiality.
"It seems that this Long Haoran is a difficult guy. He is more difficult to deal with than I thought. Whether he did it on purpose or sincerely, he offered to hand over the group to me. It was really a good move.
"Long Jinhuan said with great appreciation.
"Little husband, I think we are judging a gentleman with a villain's heart? This Long Haoran doesn't seem like a bad person. Judging from my many years of experience in the world, all the things he has done before are just out of control.
From the bottom of my heart." Tu Qing'er hugged her arms and talked in an old-time manner. At first glance, she could really be frightened.
"Xia Nu, you have a lot of experience in the world of martial arts, and I have learned a lesson from you! However, judging from my numerous experiences with women, you are probably guilty of the ultra-right conservative thought of judging a person by his appearance because of how pretty he is.
This is a mistake that needs to be criticized! On behalf of the Long Family Central Family headed by Long Jinhuan, I sentence you to write a 10,000-word examination as punishment!" Long Jinhuan said seriously.
"Oh, my great little husband, you are jealous! You have wronged me. Although Long Haoran is indeed a little bit more handsome than you, it's really only a little bit more handsome than you!" Tu Qing'er pinched her little finger and gestured, saying,
"But little hubby, you are different. Not only are you handsome, but you are also more masculine and masculine. I am fascinated by you. Oops, I feel a little dizzy when you say it. I want to borrow my little hubby."
Use your shoulders!"
As Tu Qing'er spoke, she lay on Long Jinhuan's shoulder and pretended to be unconscious. Long Jinhuan was greatly benefited from this flattery and said magnanimously: "Well, judging from the fact that you tell the truth, you are still
You are a good comrade and a good wife! In that case, I will only criticize you verbally, and there is no need to write down the inspection."
Seeing Long Jinhuan and Tu Qing'er, a pair of happy enemies, writing, directing and acting, Feng Long'er and Hu Mei'er couldn't stop laughing. Hu Mei'er covered her little mouth and smiled softly, and then said: "
As long as you two are together, there will be no shortage of laughter in our family. But I also think there is something wrong with Long Haoran, you know, sometimes being too perfect can actually be a flaw!"
Feng Long'er also nodded and said: "Yes, this Long Haoran's performance is too perfect. My husband interrupted him rudely several times, and deliberately spoke with a ruffian tone, and even bluntly said that the Long family is my husband's Long family.
No one can make any decisions. No one can remain indifferent to such an approach. So Long Haoran has to guard against this!"
Long Jinhuan stood up, stretched and breathed, "Ah! Actually, for Long Haoran, even if he really planned to fight with me, I didn't regard him as an opponent. First of all, he doesn't know martial arts at all.
I don’t know what he thinks? After staying in the Long family for so many years, he didn’t learn martial arts. It seems that this person is a staunch supporter of the futility of martial arts. Maybe in his heart, he believes that money, power and high technology can dominate.
After all, people like this really can’t be our opponents.”
Long Jinhuan continued: "But the reason why I value him so much is mainly because of his identity. This guy seems to be quite talented. He has made a lot of contributions to the Long family in the past few years. If I
If we really attack him, it will inevitably bring the Long family into a bad reputation. I don’t care, reputation is just a fart in my opinion, not even comparable to a fart. The key is that the old man,
I'm afraid he can't bear the infamy."
"Yes, the old man has the best reputation. In any case, Long Haoran has no merit and hard work these years. If I really kill him, it will be really hard to explain to my grandparents." Hu Meier said worriedly.
"So we have to stand firm morally and let Long Haoran take the initiative to deal with us, so that the impact can be controlled to the minimum. In a word, I can't let Long Haoran, the time bomb, stay by my side. As long as he gives me a chance,
I will definitely get rid of him without mercy. If he is really not what we think, I will throw him abroad and give him a large sum of money, which is worthy of him."
Long Jinhuan's behavior is just like that of an ancient emperor, who would be wary of his brothers. What's more, Long Haoran is just an adopted son, so Long Jinhuan's behavior is reasonable. Don't regard Long Jinhuan as a human being.
A good man thinks of himself as a hero, but in fact he wants to be a hero or even a coward. Because good people and heroes have too many constraints, so how can it be as satisfying as a coward who does whatever he wants!
"Okay, let's put Long Haoran's affairs aside for now. I'll go say good morning to my grandpa and two grandmas first, then go see my three new ladies, and then find an open space. I want to have a hearty chat with you.
Little Bunny has a fight, but I think it’s best for Little Bunny to join forces with Meier this time, because now that the small universe has exploded, I have become the legendary God of War. You have to be careful!" Long Jinhuan said as he geared up.
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"Huh, arrogant! I used to let you go, and even used you to get into trouble. Do you know the gap between the lower level of Martial God and the upper level? What's more, sister Mei'er and I have surpassed the upper level of Martial God and are at the breakthrough level.
I'm really on the verge of fighting you with my hands and feet, even if there are four or five of you, you can't do it!" Tu Qing'er said unhappily. She and Hu Mei'er, two masters of the upper echelons of martial arts, were looked down upon by this little man, Long Jinhuan.
How could she bear it? Even her husband would have to teach him a lesson later so that he would learn a lot.
"Qing'er, it's rare for my husband to be happy, so don't throw cold water on him. I think if my husband takes out all the guys who are under pressure, he can really fight with the two of us." Hu Meier is the most sensible, and she has a lot of fun with her life.
Feeling inferior, he quickly said.
"Mei'er still loves me the most, but I am also happy. After bragging, I still know how much I weigh. But apart from you, your husband, I can be regarded as an outstanding person who has never been seen before or since. We are just
A twenty-year-old young man is already a master of martial arts, no one will believe it if he tells it?" Long Jinhuan still said proudly. For his woman to be more powerful than him, Long Jinhuan would not feel inferior, he would only be proud.
"I know you are powerful, but for being so powerful, you have to thank us sisters! You'd better hurry up and comfort Keying and the others." Feng Long'er reminded.
"Don't forget the man who dug the well when you are drinking water. The friendship between wives is as deep as the ocean. I can't repay the deep friendship my wives have for me in this life. I can only bear this stinky skin and serve you comfortably. So what, I decided
There will be a thanksgiving party tonight, and I will thank you one-on-one. What do you think?" Long Jinhuan said a little shamelessly.
"Big pervert, what a beautiful thought!" The three women collectively gave Long Jinhuan three backs of his head, and then walked out the door.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm very sincere. I'm absolutely grateful. If you don't want to be one-on-one, I can do it one-on-seven! I'm not afraid of getting tired!" Long Jinhuan chased after him and shouted.
The four of them, Long Jinhuan, came to the front hall, noisy and noisy all the way. From time to time, the servants Young Master and Young Mistress kept shouting, which made Long Jinhuan very happy. The feeling of being a young master was indeed different.
!
Long Jinhuan and the other four came to the front hall. There were only Long Minghai and Dongfang Hui in the front hall, as well as Long Haoran who had left before. Grandma Liu and the other girls were not seen. Long Haoran sat neatly under the two elders, as if
Reporting on the company's situation.
"Xiaolong, you're awake!" Dongfang Hui said in surprise when she saw Long Jinhuan walking in.
"You kid, you don't lie down in bed obediently every time you recover. The wind and cold outside will hurt your body." Dongfang Hui then complained.
Before Long Jinhuan could speak, Tu Qing'er stepped forward and hugged Dongfang Hui's arm, saying coquettishly: "Grandma, you can't blame us! We conveyed your wishes to your husband, but he didn't listen.
.We wives don’t dare to stop our husband, so we have to let him run around.”
"You are so smart, how could grandma blame you?" Dongfang Hui said dotingly.
The front hall has the layout of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Facing the door are two imperial chairs. Long Minghai and Dongfang Hui were sitting there before. There are two pairs of armchairs on both sides. Long Haoran is sitting on the upper left. Long Jinhuan deliberately did not say hello first.
, but strode to the chair on the right and sat down.
"Grandpa and grandma, I'm not that rich, but I'm really skinny. After sleeping for these days, if I wake up and lie on the bed again, I will get moldy." Long Jinhuan sat on the chair and moved his arms in an unruly manner.
Legs, indicating that nothing is wrong with him.
"Grandpa and grandma, you and Brother Huan must have a lot to say, so Haoran stepped back first!" Long Haoran took advantage of Long Jinhuan to finish speaking, stood up and said to Long Minghai.
"Well, Haoran, you have just come back. I'm afraid you are exhausted, so go back to your yard to rest first." Long Minghai waved his hand and said.
"Brother Huan, brothers and sisters, please chat with your grandparents. I'll excuse you now." Long Haoran said politely, stepped back a few steps, and then turned around and left.
"Then you go slowly, I won't send you off." Long Jinhuan didn't even stand, waving his hands outward and said.
When Long Haoran walked away, Long Jinhuan's previously playful expression immediately turned down, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Humph, old man, don't you want to give me an explanation?"
"Hehehe, Xiaolong, what did grandpa do wrong to offend you? What do you want me to explain?" Long Minghai said deliberately pretending to be confused.
"Are you pretending to be confused with me? Who was that person before?" Long Jinhuan also pretended to be confused and said.
"You two brothers have met before. Xiaolong, it's not that grandpa wants to hide it from you, but grandpa hasn't figured out how to tell you yet, because he is afraid that you have something in mind." Long Minghai said unnaturally.
"What thoughts can I have? After the Long family is gone, it is normal to find someone with a bit of Long family blood as an adopted son. Am I the kind of person who is ignorant?" Long Jinhuan said angrily. For Long Haoran, there is a dragon
Long Jinhuan made a guess about the family's bloodline, but it was not an unfounded guess. The Long family was so big that it was impossible to find a real outsider to inherit the family business. In any case, he had to find someone who was related to the Long family by blood.
A descendant of the family will be in charge.
"Xiaolong, just understand. Grandpa is really afraid that you will blame me." Long Minghai said happily.
"I understand. Now that I'm back, please tell me, how should I get along with this brother?" Long Jinhuan didn't like to hide his own people, so he made it clear to Long Minghai.