I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Chapter 357 Shen Lao Shen Kangping

Lu Anran really agreed, and is now on his way.

Song Qingwan hung up the phone in her hand, raised her eyes, and Lu Qidong happened to come up and down the stairs.

He is still elegant and graceful in appearance, gentle and gentle like a nobleman, but his expression is a little gloomy, his thin lips are pursed, and his face is not so good.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

When Song Qingwan saw this, she felt a little heartbroken, stepped forward, and looked behind him again: "Hey, how about Dad? Didn't you two come together? Why didn't you see anyone else?!"

The little girl next to her opened her **** and clear eyes and looked at them in a blink of an eye. Her eyelashes were dark and long, like an elf in the forest.

She also had a light green water bottle hanging on her body, her bright red mouth was biting the straw, her cheeks were bulging, she was holding the water bottle, and she was desperately lowering her head to drink.

But Lu Junhan was dressed in a well-tailored black suit, his expression was as cold as ever, there were not too many temperature fluctuations, and his eyes were cold and calm.

"Dad..."

Lu Qidong glanced at them, then looked at Song Qingwan in front of him, paused, and was silent for a moment before he said hesitatingly: "Dad he..."

Lu Qidong looked ugly when he came downstairs, and now hesitated, Song Qingwan seemed to think of something, and was immediately shocked: "Dad is dead?"

"..."

Song Qingwan looked anxious: "How did you die? Where did you die? How long have you died?"

Lu Qidong: "..."

Lu Junhan: "..."

Lu Qidong expressionlessly said that he didn't understand your women's brain circuits very well. After a long silence, he finally sighed and gritted his teeth and said:

"Dad is playing mahjong with someone upstairs!"

"What?! Playing mahjong??"

She took a deep breath and muttered to herself: "...It might as well die!"

Lu Qidong: "..."

Song Qingwan recovered from the shock, but she still couldn't help it, frowning.

"No... why don't you stop him? He only needs one game of mahjong, ten times to keep nine times is a bad luck! You dare to let him gamble! Is it too much money, or that our Lu family's face is not bad enough? Yes! And let's gamble, don't look at what occasion it is now, is it time to gamble!"

"I want to stop too, but I can't stop it!"

Lu Qidong spread his hands helplessly, "You know, besides fishing, Dad's favorite thing is gambling! I stopped him just now, and he almost turned his face against me in front of so many people! And, this time It was Uncle Song who invited him. He is the big birthday star today. I am a junior, so I can't refute the face of the birthday star! What's more, Mr. Shen is here today."

"Old Shen?"

Song Qingwan's pupils shrank suddenly.

In the entire Haicheng, only one person dared to call "Shen Lao" and that person was Shen Kangping.

At the same age as the 73-year-old man, Song Qingwan and Lu Qidong were supposed to call him Uncle Shen, but they called him "Old Shen" not because of this, but because it was a respectable name, even the old man called him.

In the early years, the old man, old man Yu and old man Song, as well as some other powerful family heads of military and political families, were basically Mr. Shen's men!

Most of them were brought out by Mr. Shen.

The Shen family is a red family in the Beijing circle. Old Shen is a real big tiger in the military and political circles. Even the old man who has always dominated Haicheng can only respect him with a respectful "Shen old" in front of him.

It shows how terrifying his power is.

Recently, there are even rumors that Mr. Shen is already looking for a successor.

Behind him, not only the Shen family, but also a huge force that is unimaginable and unfathomable.

Usually many powerful and powerful people want to get on his big ship, but it is naturally not the people who can be favored by Mr. Shen, even the old man is not enough in front of him.

Therefore, Song Qingwan was very surprised.

"Why is Elder Shen here? Isn't he the one who dislikes this kind of occasion the most?"

"So Uncle Song is here to accompany him now, I guess Mr. Shen should just come over and sit, and he won't stay long."

Lu Qidong sighed: "And today is Uncle Song's 80th birthday. It's not good to say that if I don't come now, I don't know if I can come again next time!"

Next time it will be your 90th birthday.

But most people, living to eighty are considered long lives, let alone ninety.

Besides, in the past ten years, any accident may happen:

"But I think my dad is sensible this time. He knows that he chooses mahjong with ten play and nine losses. If it is used in the past, he will probably play his favorite game of ten play and ten losses!"

"Sense? I think he doesn't want to lose face in front of senior Shen, right?"

Song Qingwan said in a mocking tone, and then, silent for a while, finally sighed and whispered: "Looking at your face, I'm afraid Dad has lost a lot!"

Lu Qidong sighed: "In the few games I watched, Dad never won! On the contrary, it was Uncle Yu, Uncle Song, and Uncle Lin who won and lost evenly. In short, after a few games, only Dad was losing! Most of the chips in my hand are almost finished, and the expression on his face is so ugly, I can't stand it as a bystander."

For their kind of powerful people, losing money is a trivial matter, but face is important.

After a dozen or so rounds, he didn't win a round. Lu Qidong was ashamed to look at him, let alone the old man, he didn't know where to put it!

Especially, Father Yu Yu Rende and Father Lin Lin Yulu have never dealt with his father.

When young men served as soldiers under the hands of Old Shen, Mr. Yu and Mr. Lin looked at the outstanding old men very uncomfortable, and they had to compete with him for everything!

But there is no way, the old man is more talented than they are in military and political aspects, and then he has risen quickly one by one, and the old man is jealous.

Over the past few decades, the three of them have been fighting secretly, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are enemies.

Now that the father has lost so badly, Yu Rende and Lin Yulu can let go of such a good opportunity!

From the beginning to the end, I always said ridicule and ridicule in secret.

But all of them are old foxes, and they are a round older than him.

Lu Qidong didn't want to say much. In the end, looking really annoying, he couldn't stay any longer, so he got down.

Originally Song Qingwan didn't plan to go up. After all, a group of big masters played cards, and it was nothing for them like juniors to flock up.

But Shen Lao Zai, this face must be given, and he did not dare to offend easily.

So Song Qingwan, Lu Qidong, and Lu Junhan took the little girl up together.

Before entering the door, I don’t know what topic they were talking about. I heard the old man’s enemy Yu Rende hypocritically loudly saying:

"Lu Fanen," he called the old man's name, played out the cards in his hand, and gave a deep laugh:

　[It broke 100,000 at 0:00 in the morning, now the code is crying]

(End of this chapter)