Old Mrs. Shui rolled her eyes and was used to Murong Xing's provocation. The two of them always had to quarrel and would be at ease only when they were quarreled.
"Grandpa Murong!"
Shui Rouqian came in a gentle manner, her long white dress was as pure as a white lotus, and her delicate facial features were flawless smiles, but her laughter was not enough to reach the bottom of her eyes.
"The girl from the Shui family is graceful and elegant, not bad!!"
Murong Xing is very satisfied with Shui Rouqian. He has a good personality, a gentle, good-looking and exquisite.
"Grandpa Murong, don't praise Rouqian!"
Shui Rouqian blushed and she retreated shyly.
"Hey, Miss Shui is just beautiful!!"
Passers-by looked at Shui Rouqian in confusion, and the shyness was as bright as a bud, making people feel itchy.
"Whoever can marry Miss Shui will naturally struggle for thirty years less!"
Another admirer hoped that Shui Rouqian could look at him. They longed for Shui Rouqian's beauty, while they longed for the Shui family's ability.
"Haha, the girl is still shy!!" He laughed loudly, obviously very satisfied with Shui Rouqian.
"Old man Murong, the Murong family should send that kid Murong Xie to the field!"
Old Lady Shui smiled, as if I already understood you. And she had a sense of mystery, and then she would appear.
"Haha, it seems that Old Lady Shui, you have a killer weapon?"
Murong Xing narrowed his eyes into a slit, and the suspicion appeared again. What was the cunning old lady Shui’s idea?
"Haha! This... is hard to say, hard to say!"
Her mysterious thing made Murong Xing even more want to know who was playing in the Shui family.
"Wow, so handsome!"
At this time, there was a burst of exclamation outside the field, and the girl almost sighed, with her eyebrows on her temples, her high nose bridge, her thin lips pursed, her sharp and energetic eyes, with lethality, her natural domineeringness, and her healthy honey color adds some charm.
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Jiang Yunlan was carrying Jiang Yan, and there were only two men in black who were young and energetic, very domineering, while middle-aged people were mature and steady, and full of charm.
"Old Master Murong, Old Lady Shui," Jiang Yunlan strode forward and shook hands with Murong Xing and Old Lady Shui.
"Haha, your old man didn't come?"
Murong Xing did not see his old friend, so he patted Jiang Yunlan on the shoulder.
"The old man is in ill health," Jiang Yunlan was slightly respectful, but then smiled slightly, very modest. "So this time Yunlan brought his dog to watch and observe!"
"It can be seen that the Jiang family is going to give up on the field!"
With a sharp voice, cold and arrogant, Leng Tianhao led a group of people with a strong face, his face as sharp as a knife, and his eyes as cold as a poisonous snake. He looked at Jiang Yunlan and was very angry.
"Hmph, this is our Jiang family's business. Leng Tianhao, do you live by the beach? You care so much!" Jiang Yunlan, who was originally gentle and generous, also became irritable, and raised sharp thorns like a hedgehog to defend.
Hong touched her chin and found that the two people seemed to be a little different. Are they in love rivals?
"Okay, boy Leng, I heard that Yanran went to the Net Prison Courtyard, so I asked Rouqian to go too, so I'd have a companion!"
Old lady Shui was leaning on a dragon-headed crutch, and she interrupted it, obviously not allowing others to watch the show. Leng Tianhao felt soft when he thought of Leng Yanran...
"This is very good! This is Rouqian, it's so beautiful!"
He nodded, thinking that Leng Yanran was not familiar with the place in the Internet Prison Courtyard, so it would be better to have one more person to accompany her.
"Uncle Leng!"
Shui Rouqian smiled sweetly, her shy cheeks were a little rosy.