At this time, Luo Jiangnan also showed the magnanimity of the head of the family and greeted: "Everyone, you are here as a guest. It is unreasonable to make noise in front of my Luo Mansion. Please come to the mansion to discuss."
Once Luo Jiangnan speaks, no one can help but give him some face.
Song Lan glared at Ren Cangqiong fiercely, and as he passed by, he whispered: "The Yunluo Grand Party is coming soon, let's see how long you can stay proud."
"Definitely longer than you."
Ren Cangqiong followed behind Luo Jiangnan and entered the mansion leisurely.
After the guests sat down, Mrs. Naluo kept a straight face and saw her daughter and Ren Xinghe looking at each other, full of tenderness and sweetness, and felt anxious in her heart.
"Everyone, my daughter's beauty has attracted many people to come to propose marriage. Luo really doesn't dare to accept it. I, Luo Jiangnan, had an oral engagement with Ren Xinghe's father, Ren Dongliu, and I assigned my daughter to my nephew Xinghe..."
Song Lan didn't wait for Luo Jiangnan to finish speaking, and interrupted: "Uncle Luo, the oral engagement is just a joke after all. It cannot be taken seriously. Besides, my brother Song Hui is suitable for your daughter regardless of his appearance and talent. This kind of marriage,
Only then can you be considered a match and not humiliate Miss Diewu."
When Song Hui heard this, he smiled leisurely and puffed up his chest involuntarily.
Luo Jiangnan smiled faintly: "I, Luo Jiangnan, abide by my promises. Even if it is a verbal agreement, I will never break my promise..."
Mrs. Luo shouted: "You refuse to break your promise, but I don't agree. Your daughter is not yours alone, I also have a share."
"Madam." Luo Jiangnan frowned.
"There is no need to say anything." Mrs. Luo became anxious, "Ren Xinghe, you yourself praised Haikou before. Well, if you want to prove that you are indeed worthy of Die Wu, then show your manly courage and courage. If
You can really stand out from the competition among the three families. I don’t want a penny gift from your Ren family, so I can marry your daughter off to you!"
Ren Cangqiong smiled while stroking his palms: "Okay, Mrs. Luo is really happy. We, the Ren family, are just waiting for your words. Uncle Luo, there is no need to mention the agreement between you and my father back then. How can the regulations for the competition between these three families be finalized?
, I would like to hear from you."
Song Lan sneered: "Do you need to say this? The most direct thing between warriors is the martial arts competition!"
Ren Cangqiong sneered and said: "What a calculation. Your brother is at least twenty-one or twelve years old, right? My brother is eighteen years old this year. This three-four-year gap has been erased by you without conscience?"
Luo Jiangnan pondered and said: "What good ideas does Cangqiong's nephew have?"
Ren Cangqiong said leisurely: "A martial arts competition is not out of the question. My brother and Wu Feiyang have also made a bet. Since Brother Song Hui is also interested, we might as well join in and have a three-way melee. It will be a lot of fun."
Luo Diewu was unhappy: "Qingqiong, what does it mean to have a lot of fun?"
Ren Cangqiong chuckled and said: "This bet will definitely shock the entire Yunluo City. Miss Diewu, you won't be able to imagine how difficult it will be to become famous."
Song Hui sneered: "So, don't you have to wait until a year later?"
Ren Cangqiong asked leisurely: "Brother Song Hui, don't you have the sincerity to wait for a year? So, how dare you come to propose marriage?"
Song Lan said: "One year is just one year!"
Luo Jiangnan was in a dilemma. He still favored the Ren family. He felt that one year later, Ren Xinghe still had no advantage at all.
After all, at this stage, if you are just a few years younger, the gap will still exist.
"Master, why are you hesitating?" Mrs. Luo complained with dissatisfaction.
Luo Jiangnan sighed softly: "Okay, let's decide in one year. But how to compete between the three?"
"It's simple. If you can't defeat all the opponents, you can't be considered the winner." Ren Cangqiong smiled, "If there is a winner or lose among the three, then the final wish will be decided by Miss Diewu herself. Mrs. Luo, this
You have no objection, right?"
Mrs. Luo snorted: "If the three of them win or lose each other, it proves that Ren Xinghe is a famous figure and will not humiliate my daughter. Naturally, I will not object."
After seeing Ren Xinghe's strength and potential, Mrs. Luo also had a subtle change in her heart, and her tone was no longer as determined as before.
Song Lan glanced at Song Hui, obviously asking for his opinion.
Song Hui shrugged his shoulders casually. Obviously, as a candidate to succeed the Song family, he still had some confidence. Wu Feiyang was a bit tricky. Song Hui didn't pay attention to Ren Xinghe at all.
In one year, can he really fly to the sky with Ren Xinghe?
Seeing that Song Hui was indifferent, Song Lan frowned and said: "If there is a winner or loser, then naturally we have to schedule another time to compete again, otherwise why is it called competition?"
Luo Diewu said angrily: "Miss Song, what we are discussing now is my marriage, please be more respectful. I, Luo Diewu, am a person, not a commodity!"
Song Lan smiled faintly, but did not reply. Instead, he glanced at Ren Cangqiong and said leisurely: "Ren Cangqiong, I have an opinion, do you dare to accept it?"
"explain."
"Since the three-party battle is a bit troublesome, it's better to find a way to solve it. The Yunluo Festival is coming soon. Let's make a bet between you and me. At the Yunluo Festival, who of you and I will be ranked lower and who will be more convenient?
Take the initiative to withdraw from the competition. This will save you the trouble of a three-party battle."
Song Lan's move can be said to be a unique one. He made it suddenly, sinisterly and cruelly, and his intention was naturally to hit the Ren family with a double blow.
Ren Cangqiong was secretly amused. How could he not know that Song Lan felt good about himself and felt that he would definitely be able to dominate him at the Yunluo event?
Since Song Lan likes to be so high-profile, it's better to just follow her wishes and let her continue to maintain this airy attitude.
The higher you climb, the more painful you fall!
Seeing that Ren Cangqiong was silent, Song Lan thought that he had hit Ren Cangqiong's vital point, and felt that Ren Cangqiong did not dare to take the attack, so he launched a series of offensives: "Ren Cangqiong, what you said before was awe-inspiring, and you said that Ren Xinghe is younger than Song Hui.
Three or four years old. Well, you and I were both born sixteen years ago, and we both have the seeds of the Great Dao in our bodies. All starting points are fair. Do you and I dare to have a fair fight?"
With an aggressive tone, Song Lan's pair of phoenix eyes were awe-inspiring, shooting out a stream of brilliant light, staring at Ren Cangqiong, as if he was afraid that Ren Cangqiong's eyes would escape him.
How come Luo Jiangnan has never heard of Song Lan, especially when there was big news that Song Lan entered the ninth level of foundation building some time ago.
This news can be said to have caused an uproar in Yunluo City!
Mrs. Luo, however, had a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth, thinking that you let Cangqiong say something so awesome before, but now I want to see if you dare to accept it, are you bragging nonsense.
Luo Diewu also became nervous, fearing that Ren Cangqiong would be impulsive and unable to bear the provocation, so she immediately agreed to the bet.
Although Ren Cangqiong has changed a lot recently, Song Lan's reputation in Yunluo City is too loud. The Luo family of three obviously don't think Ren Cangqiong can be compared with Song Lan at present.
Ren Xinghe, on the other hand, sat with his eyes closed, his expression dull, and he was not worried at all.
Under such circumstances, there is a tacit understanding between brothers.
Ren Cangqiong smiled leisurely and asked lightly: "Song Lan, don't you think your method of provoking generals is clumsy?"
Song Lan sneered and said: "Okay, I'm just a provocateur. Then I dare to ask, if you let the seven-foot-tall man in the sky do you dare to accept it?"
Luo Diewu said angrily: "Miss Song Lan, please respect yourself. The matter between me and Xinghe will not involve anyone else!"
Song Lan smiled softly: "It's not anyone else. Besides, Miss Die Wu, don't worry too much. Ren Cangqiong and I have many grievances, and they need to be settled at the Yunluo event."
"Okay, Song Lan, you succeeded." Ren Cangqiong shook his head slightly and sighed, "Don't get me wrong, I mean your provoking method was successful. However, if the competition between you and me is just a bet on each other,
My brother's matter is too petty, so why not make a bigger bet?"
"How to bet?" Song Lan sneered in her heart. Ren Cangqiong really didn't know whether to live or die. Once angered, he would have brain congestion and ignore the consequences.
This naturally played into Song Lan's wish.
"One more thing. Between you and me, if whoever loses, he will give the other party the freedom to do whatever he wants for three years. He will be a slave and a servant, and he will be at the mercy of the winner. How about that?"
Being a slave, a servant, as soon as this bet was said, even Mrs. Naluo changed her expression slightly. She couldn't help but look at Ren Cangqiong a few more times.
Luo Jiangnan thought that Ren Cangqiong was too angry and his brain was congested, so he was busy trying to smooth things over: "My dear nephew, don't be arrogant. We are only discussing marriage and don't get involved in other grudges."
Song Lan suddenly stood up: "Okay, Ren Cangqiong, this is what you said. I am a slave and a servant, and I have no regrets. I am short of a suitable watchdog, and you are just the right one."
Ren Cangqiong smiled leisurely: "I have a long-term worker named Du Qingniu who is worried about his wife. It would be good if such a young maid promised him. Song Lan, since you have made a bet, do you dare to establish a written record?
Proof? The bet made in words will not count after all!"
"Why don't you dare?" Song Lan said tit for tat, "Uncle Luo, prepare the four treasures of the study."
Luo Jiangnan still wanted to smooth things over, but Mrs. Luo fanned the flames: "Okay, this is what counts as a generous act. When people come, they will be served with pen and ink!"
A servant had already gone down to prepare pen and ink. Luo Jiangnan was originally a scholarly warrior with both civil and military skills, so naturally there would be no shortage of pen and ink at home.
After a while, the pen and ink were presented.
Ren Cangqiong wrote quickly, and the two documents were drawn up accurately. He raised one to Song Lan and said, "Look, do you have any questions?"
Song Lan looked at it for a moment and found no flaws in the text: "Okay, that's it!"
"Then each will sign and exchange documents. Chief Luo and Luo will be witnesses!"
Luo Jiangnan sighed repeatedly, but Mrs. Luo was afraid that the world would not be in chaos: "Very good, I will definitely testify impartially!"
After both parties signed the pledge, the notes were exchanged and put into the pocket.
Song Lan walked out and sneered again and again: "Ren Cangqiong, be prepared in advance. Even if my Song family is a watchdog, I am not that easy to be a watchdog."
Ren Cangqiong laughed loudly, but he said, "You are going to be the wife of my father-in-law, so please learn the three obediences and four virtues as soon as possible, and be a cooking celebrity..."
Luo Jiangnan was completely speechless. Rumors said that Ren Dongliu's second son, Ren Cangqiong, had an inexplicable and eccentric personality. When he saw him today, he was indeed a bit confused.