Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Of course.

after they entered.

A figure sneaked away behind the rockery not far from Rong Mansion, and quickly disappeared into the bushes.

Backyard library.

The windows were opened a few times, and the warm sunlight poured into the house, coating the wooden table with a light golden light.

The rustling of the wind through the treetops and the chirping of birds echoed in my ears.

In front of the window, the youth in green clothes was holding a book in his hand and was reading it seriously.

His back is straight, his posture is dignified, and even the movements of turning his head down and turning the pages are elegant and noble.

At first glance, it is everyone's lady.

It's just that the slightly indifferent eyebrows and eyes added a sense of coldness and alienation to his whole body.

"Master, son!"

As soon as Xiaotong entered the backyard, he shouted loudly and ran all the way into the study, panting.

Rong Lin looked away from the book and frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

"Sir, your lord just hurriedly brought a group of people to the door, it seems that there is a distinguished guest in the house!

Xiao Xiao glanced at it from a distance, as if she was a very handsome girl! You are the same age as you, I feel like a perfect match!

Do you want to take a look at it secretly, son? "

"boring."

Rong Lin glanced at Xiao Tong, lowered his eyes indifferently and continued to read.

Seeing that his son-in-law was sixteen and not married yet, Xiaotong couldn't help worrying about him.

On the other hand, the children of the eldest son's family can already run around and call Daddy.

The son is outstanding in appearance, has a good family background, and is full of experience, but he has not been married for a long time.

There are quite a few people who come to propose marriage, but the young master has too high a vision, and none of them are conspicuous.

Last time, a girl from the right family came to propose a marriage, and the adults felt very satisfied, but the son refused to marry, and insisted on pressing each other to death.

In the end, the adults had no choice, and the marriage had to be abandoned.

Since then, the adults have brought back various portraits from time to time to show the son, but the son still has a cold and indifferent attitude, and has no intention of marrying...

Xiaotong's eyes rolled.

I think the girl just now looks really good.

It would be a pity to miss it.

"Master, Xiaotong has been with you for so many years, and I know your preferences well. Really, that girl is really a good match for you, and she feels very honorable. The ivory folding fan alone is estimated to cost hundreds of taels— —”

"etc."

Rong Lin suddenly raised his head from the book and interrupted him.

Xiaotong thought that his son was annoying again, and just as he was about to complain, Rong Lin asked hesitantly, "What did you just say?"

Xiaotong was stunned for a moment, rubbing his chin and thinking, "Oh...I said that girl and you are a perfect match..."

"Not this sentence, the last sentence."

"The last sentence? Uh... oh! It's a hundred taels just for an ivory folding fan... What's the matter, son? Hey, son! Where are you going?"

Rong Lin, who suddenly got up and walked out, stopped abruptly.

He glanced back at him coldly and asked, "Is there something wrong with my appearance? Is my complexion still rosy? Do I need to apply some powder and draw my eyebrows?"

Xiaotong was taken aback by his question.

"Uh uh uh, son, you are already very good-looking! Much better than those with heavy makeup outside!"

Rong Lin lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then stepped back, grabbed Xiaotong and walked to his room.

"Hey, son, what are you doing?"

Rong Lin sat in front of the bronze mirror, stretched out his hand and stroked his hair, "Give me a simple make-up. I'm going to meet that girl."

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