Su Boxue, the master of the Su family, had a slightly unhappy face. He hurried to his daughter Su Wanjie's side and lowered his voice, saying seriously and dissatisfiedly: "Why did you come here by yourself and let dad's face be put there?"
A trace of grievance flashed in Su Wanjie's eyes, but she still maintained her years of upbringing. After all, he had to give her father the face he wanted. She asked softly and slowly: "Isn't Tianyao here? I'll wait.
I watched him for a long time, but he didn't show up. I thought he had come to the hall, so I ran over in a hurry."
The master of the Su family, Su Boxue, only noticed at this moment that Tianyao never showed up.
I vaguely felt that something was wrong in my heart, so I hurriedly, with a smile on my face, said to the Lord of Qianyu City: "Lord, where has Young Master Ling gone?"
When Tian Shang heard something like this, he felt something was wrong and said to the boy next to him: "Go find the young master!"
The relatives and friends who came to congratulate were a little commotion, and they all whispered about what was going on.
"Everyone, don't be nervous. Tianyao is a little busy. I've sent someone to call him. I'm so spoiled that I don't know how high the sky is. I'm really ashamed."
The words from heaven are perfect. When he said this, those people always gave him some face and praised him repeatedly: "There, there"
Soon, the little boy who had left came back and whispered a few words in Tian Shang's ear. Tian Shang's face became even more ugly.
He rebuked loudly: "You bastard! Go and find it for me! Even if you don't let me in, you have to go in!"
"City Lord, what happened?"
"It's nothing, it's Tianyao..."
"What happened to Tianyao?" Before Tian Shang finished speaking, Su Wangjie interrupted and spoke anxiously: "Tell me, what happened to Tianyao?"
