[69 Book Bar - www.] "Hey, have you heard? In the tennis match next to Poseidon Cafe, the girl named Murong Jun actually won."
Although the strength is different, the physical strength is still very different, so there is such a tug of war.
Leng Yueyue's words have already determined the outcome. What he means is that Murong Jun will definitely win with the help of his own strength in the end, but winning is not that easy.
"Murong Jun...Murong, it can't be the Murong family."
The companion who was listening to the side repeated the word "Murong", and finally seemed to think of something, and suddenly became shocked...
Leng Yueyue passed by him and didn't take it seriously. When he returned to the castle, a lot of people had already arrived. All the famous and promising family heads came with their sons and daughters. After all, it was Leng Tianhao.
At the birthday party of the rich daughter, they all went to congratulate her for the honor of being the richest man in the world.
Leng October returns to his lounge. The battle tonight will not be simple. He lowers his eyes, the breeze blows through the neat bangs, and the long eyelashes tremble gently, like a flying butterfly, very peaceful.
"Master!"
The moment before the servant knocked on the door and shouted, his dark eyes shone with light, disappeared for a moment and finally disappeared without a trace. His cold face was very handsome.
"The master wants you to go to the main hall."
The servant saw Leng Yueyue's endless eyes, which seemed to be sucking into the person's soul like a strong whirlpool, and the sharp blades raging around him instantly cut the person. He shuddered, his lips were trembling, and his legs seemed to
I couldn't hold it any longer and almost knelt down.
Leng Shiyue didn't even raise his eyes, and his deserted profile looked very cold in the eyes of the servant, as if he was in a cold river that could freeze people in an instant.
I didn't even breathe out for a moment, for fear of disturbing this cold-faced young master, but the atmosphere immediately became quiet, and I waited quietly. Waiting under the young master's eyes was a kind of torture, a torture of the soul, and a great psychological pressure.
, it’s hard to bear.
Just when the servant was about to lose his support, Leng October finally lifted his feet and left the lounge. The servant breathed out, almost not suffocating.
"Father."
Walking to the main hall, the casual and casual suits, refreshing and neat, handsome and indifferent, made the chattering daughters on the side hold their breath, fearing to disturb this unexpectedly proud son of heaven.
"coming!"
Leng Tianhao was very enthusiastic about Leng October, and the smile he showed was the first time Leng October saw him. He bowed and nodded to Leng Tianhao, and then sat quietly drinking red wine.
"Thank you all for coming to my daughter's birthday party."
The originally quiet atmosphere was disturbed by Leng Tianhao. Everyone spoke humbly and congratulated Leng Yanran. Who didn't know that the head of the Leng family loved his daughter the most.
Leng October's words about father just now surprised many people, but it seems that this young master is not the young lady of the Leng family. He is not the illegitimate son of the Leng family, right? If so, why does he appear now? Does the Leng family want to make it public?
A lot of doubts formed in everyone's hearts. Seeing Leng Tianhao looking at Leng Yanran kindly, at least in the bottom of his heart, he was sure that Leng Yanran was very loved.
"Everyone, my daughter, Leng Tianhao, Leng Yanran turns fourteen today. Thank you all for your support."
Leng Tianhao led Leng Yanran to the middle of the stage. His loud voice carried absolute majesty. Everyone who came agreed with him and naturally fawned over Leng Tianhao.