[69 Book Bar - www.] "Leng Yi, I'll wait until something goes wrong. I'll go and rest."
Leng Tianhao shook his head. He drank two too many glasses of wine in a fit of joy. Now he had no choice but to go back and rest to avoid losing his composure.
"Yes, sir."
Leng Yi stood upright with his head lowered and responded.
"Master Leng, I am Qianqian, Yanran's good friend."
Lu Qianqian put away her coquettishness and stood in front of Leng Yueyue with a blushing face. Her big watery eyes were full of hope, hoping that Leng Yuyue could look at her or give her a smile and she would be satisfied.
"Master Leng, you are indeed a young talent. He is a tennis genius at a young age."
The people who came to raise their glasses were all with bad intentions. They originally thought that Leng Yanran was Leng Tianhao’s beloved daughter, so her family fortune would naturally be quite large. But now, suddenly, in a twist of events, it turned out to be Master Leng’s. They were wondering if there was a daughter in the family.
It's not a bad idea to get married.
Leng October's sharp eyes looked at these kind-faced uncles and aunts, but he snorted in his heart. None of them were vegetarians. Was it for this purpose? To prevent his favorite daughter from being harassed, right?
Raising a glass, Leng Shiyue drank the red wine in his hand to show that he had already paid tribute. Everyone looked at each other. This young master Leng was not simple. His cold face had no expression, but his eyes were as sharp as knives. He could see through their thoughts with a single glance.
.But he drank quietly without moving his expression.
"Miss, it's time to open the gifts."
Leng Yi reminded, asking these people to divert their thoughts. Although the rough Leng Yi's words were slightly cold, they were very meaningful. Everyone almost turned their attention to Leng Yanran.
"Brother, let's dismantle it together."
Leng Yanran held Leng Yuyue's hand and stared at the Qianqian Su hand on her arm with her eyes lowered. The dim light lingered very coldly. She shook off Leng Yanran's hand and walked aside.
Everyone looked at this scene in astonishment. Could it be that the Leng family brothers and sisters were at odds? The paparazzi smelled the gossip and were ready to attack.
"Don't disturb the lady's interest."
Leng Shiyue's crisp and crunchy voice was as cold as an ice pick. He sat aside and began to eat elegantly.
No one noticed that Leng Shiten ate everything that no one else had touched, and of course he took the chopsticks out of his own sleeves.
Sweeping a certain spot on her arm, she was extremely disgusted. Leng October had a complete mysophobia. No matter how clean people she didn't like, she felt dirty because of her heart.
"Brother! Why do you say that?"
Leng Yanran bit her lip. She had disdain for Leng October, but she kept it deep in her heart. She was the pride of the Leng family and the real daughter, so her behavior must be the most perfect. Although she frowned in confusion,
His eyes were filled with tears, penetrating the heart like autumn water.
"Brother must be hungry. Then he will come over later."
Leng Yanran was very delicate and innocent, stuffing her grievances into her stomach, and then she cheered up and led her friends and a group of people to the inner room. There was a pillar in the middle of the inner room, and the surroundings were filled with exquisite gift boxes.
A gift from someone else.
Leng Yueyue ate slowly in the empty main hall, not paying attention to Leng Yanran's words.
"Master, please come over in a moment."
Leng Yi did not hesitate. He knew that the young master was the young lady who was his heart, so he left a word and followed.
The starry sky outside is beautiful, but the scenery under the starry sky is chaotic and unclear. The dim light does not provide warmth but gives people a cold feeling.
Because he smelled the smell of blood, Leng Shiyue still held the chopsticks gracefully, but those who knew him well knew that he was already on guard.