Through the counterattack of cannon fodder

Mo Yuan was refuted face to face, even if the target was Du Jia, he couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and said: "Master, isn't it too arbitrary for you to do this?"

It's okay if he doesn't talk about it, but when he talks about Du Jia, he becomes even more angry!

Du Jia's love for Ling Wei has always been obvious to all, and his temper is as famous as his ability. César dared not challenge Du Jia head-on with Ling Wei, but now Mo Yuan said that Du Jia has no right to control Isn't Ling Wei's matter a slap in the face?

So Du Jia sneered, and said, "I'll take care of Ling Wei and Cizer's affairs. Patriarch Mo, let's see if I have the ability! Ling Wei, come back with me!" After speaking, he turned around without waiting for Mo Yuan to answer. leave.

Seeing Mo Yuan's ugly face, Ling Wei also saw that César gave him a "reassuring" look, so she turned her head and left with Du Jia.

After Du Jia left, Li An was the only one left at that table.

The relationship between the two ninth-level pharmacists of the Sith Empire is not harmonious on weekdays. The aristocrats of the family have heard of it. It is impossible for Mo Yuan not to know, but today he does not know what kind of luck happened. Li An and Du Jia was drinking tea in a tea house, but he bumped into him.

If it is normal, it will be a good thing if you bump into it, but...

Mo Yuan thought about Du Jia's attitude just now, and knew that according to Du Jia's temper, the possibility of repairing the relationship was basically close to zero.

At this time, he naturally didn't want to offend Li An again, so he smiled and said, "I don't know why Master Li An is free to come here today?"

Li An still sat in the same place unhurriedly. After hearing this, he looked at César from the corner of his eye, with a half-smile, then turned his head to look at Mo Yuan, and said slowly: "Naturally, it's an appointment..."

Mo Yuan paused, thinking that Li An was with Du Jia just now, and it should be Du Jia who asked him to come over, but he felt that this idea was not right, so he said: "Since Master Du left a step beforehand, I don't know if I will come here again." If you don’t have the honor, please have a drink, master?”

Li An stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup on the table, and raised it far away in front of his eyes, his movements were still impeccably elegant, but the words he said did not match his movements, "I can't afford to be the head of Mo's 'please' Character……"

The smile on Mo Yuan's face froze, then softened again, and said again: "Master Li An was joking..."

Li An raised his eyebrows slightly, and replied: "Of course I'm not joking. Patriarch Mo said just now that not everyone can get involved with you, Patriarch Mo..." After finishing speaking, he moved his gaze behind Mo Yuan, and used very Said in an intimate tone: "Really, César?"

Mo Yuan was taken aback for a moment, he had no idea that Li An knew César, and then his heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly thought of a possibility——

In the war with Xerath, the tenth-level hunter who appeared was called César, and he heard that that person was from the Lachesis family, so he probably...

At this moment, Li An leisurely opened his mouth, but broke the last trace of luck in Mo Yuan's heart.

He raised his voice a little, and said in a tone of sudden realization: "By the way, I haven't introduced you to Patriarch Mo. The person behind you is my son——Cizer."

And César over there also seemed to prove Li An's words, and shouted: "Father Mu."

Seeing this, the expression on Mo Yuan's face was even more colorful than a watercolor painting with an overturned paint pot.

The situation at this time was probably the most embarrassing time Mo Yuan had encountered in his life.

First he offended Du Jia because of Ling Wei, and now he offended Li An because of César.

And Li An is not only a ninth-level pharmacist, but behind him is Lachlan Huang Lachesis...

The Sith Empire has a pattern of emperors, three nobles and four families. Although the Mo family belongs to one of the four families, it ranks last in the family. In front of the Lachesis family, the first nobleman in charge of the imperial army, it is basically similar. The difference between private yachts and aircraft carriers is completely incomparable.

Thinking of this, Mo Yuan suddenly felt that this matter was difficult...

In fact, he didn't recognize César, it was entirely because Ling Wei said his name was "Césaire Lafite".

There are many people named César in the Sith Empire, and his surname is "Rafi" who has never heard of it. Who knows that this happens to be the one from the Lachesis family?

But Mo Yuan is a person who is used to the scene. Knowing the current situation, it is useless to say these things. At this time, he can only lower his face and laugh with him: "I didn't know it was the elder or younger. I offended you. Please also ask Li Don't blame Master An and Young Master."

Li An took two sips from the cup after listening to it, and then slowly put it back on the table without expressing his opinion. Instead, he looked at César, with growing interest in his eyes.

César didn't show Mo Yuan's face, but what he said had nothing to do with the answer Mo Yuan wanted.

He said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Mo, I have an older brother, and I really dare not call it 'younger'."

Mo Yuan almost wanted to spit blood on his face——

Who wants to know if you have a brother!

Don't make trouble!

Seeing César's serious expression, and seeing Mo Yuan's flushed face at the moment, whether it was because of anger or some other reason, Li An raised his hand to hide the smile on his lips, then coughed lightly, and said slowly: "This It's Patriarch Mo's fault. For some reason, César used another name outside, and only his father and I knew about it, so it's normal for Patriarch Mo not to know."

Hearing that Li An's tone was good, Mo Yuan couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, secretly glad that Li An's temper is not like that of Du Jia...

But before Mo Yuan could finish his breath, he heard Li An continue: "However, regarding the matter of César and Ling Wei, although Patriarch Mo is not very satisfied with César, the two juniors have formed a bond. Well, as elders, we don't need to stop it, children and grandchildren have their own blessings..."

How could Mo Yuan be dissatisfied with César at this moment?If he had known César's identity earlier, how could he have gotten to where he is today?

He wanted to say something to show his attitude, but since what he said before was a bit exaggerated, it would be too false to say anything more at this time, so he said dryly: "What you said is..."

Li An smiled when he saw this, and said again: "Besides, what I just saw Master Du Jia meant was to send Ling Wei to the auditorium in person. Patriarch Mo doesn't have to force this time..."

Mo Yuan only felt that he had just breathed out half of the air and swallowed it back, forcing out a mouthful of blood, choking on his chest.

Generally, the person who sends females or sub-orcs to the auditorium is the closest person and their greatest reliance.

If Ling Wei went out from Mo's house, this person should naturally be Mo Yuan, but at this time it was replaced by Du Jia, which let others know the closeness among them at a glance.

What confuses Mo Yuan even more is that Du Jia's identity is no less than his own, and Ling Wei is his closed disciple, so he is fully qualified to do this.

Li An saw that Mo Yuan's face was erratic, the corners of his mouth curved, then he stood up and said with concern: "Patriarch Mo's complexion doesn't look very good, he should go back and have a good rest."

Mo Yuan took two deep breaths before he managed to maintain his normal tone and said, "Thank you, master, for your concern."

"Where..." Li An took two steps to the side, "In this case, we will leave first."

Mo Yuan squeezed out a smile, but didn't speak.

Seeing that Li An led César about ten steps forward, he seemed to remember something, then turned around and said, "By the way, although Master Du Jia arranged for the auditorium, there is still a dinner tonight. I will send someone to send the invitation card, and I will invite Patriarch Mo to participate in it when the time comes!"

It wasn't him who sent Ling Wei to the auditorium, but he had to go to that dinner party.

It's like looking forward to marrying your daughter to the crown prince to be the crown prince's concubine after all the hard work, but someone announced to the world that your daughter did not marry from your family, and you have nothing to do with the crown prince's family...

Before, Mo Yuan wanted to marry the Duanmu family, but now he was told that his son's partner had a bigger background, and before he could be happy in the future, he was poured cold water over his head, which made his heart feel cold.

When the Li An people had gone far away, Mo Yuan finally picked up the cup on the table with a livid face, and slammed it on the ground!

But sometimes, the cup cannot be smashed casually——

"Including the tea set you destroyed, the total cost is 13750 points."

Mo Yuan was in a fit of anger, he didn't care about the fee, he wanted to say "Get out", but just when he was about to make a sound, he saw the familiar pattern behind the service desk, so he swallowed the words again and put his identity The card was thrown to the waiter.

Damn it, the Lachesis family just needs to take care of the army and open a teahouse!You have time to drink tea!

The waiter quickly completed the checkout work, and said enthusiastically: "Welcome to come again!"

Mo Yuan took back the card and left angrily, completely forgetting about the aristocratic demeanor...

Again, what again, he will never come again in his death!

Although Ling Wei didn't see what happened later, César told him verbatim.

After Ling Wei listened to it, she thought it was extremely funny. Thinking about the whole process, she asked César: "You arranged all of this?"

César said seriously, "It's just a coincidence."

Ling Wei said that he didn't want to believe it at all, but César wouldn't lie... right?

When chatting with Li An later, Ling Wei talked about this, and Li An jokingly said: "I thought he really changed his personality, became so mature and restrained, so it turned out that he just hid his childhood personality in his bones ah!"

Ling Wei thought about the naughty things Li An said about César's childhood, and immediately laughed too.

Now, let us turn our attention back to the venue of the dinner party.

Looking at Li An and Ling Wei in front of him, Mo Yuan felt that it was really stupid of him to find a place with few people to stay in.

Still met now!

Fortunately, Li An really didn't want to do anything this time, but simply brought Ling Wei over to say hello, no matter what, today is a happy day!

However, although they didn't say much, Mo Yuan's stomach hurts seeing Li An now, and he wished he could stay away from him.

Li An looked at Mo Yuan's unpredictable face and raised his eyebrows and smiled. At this moment, Mo Yuan felt that he was overreacting, so he quickly adjusted his expression, nodded and said politely: "Master Li An..."

Li An smiled and said, "Patriarch Mo took the time to come here, which made this dinner a lot more exciting!" After speaking, he shouted behind him: "Ling Wei..."

After being taught by Li An, Ling Wei naturally knew what to do at this moment, so she stepped forward and saluted, and shouted: "Father, you are here."

On such an occasion, it was impossible for Mo Yuan to refute the face of the Lachesis family face to face, so he froze in place and accepted the gift.

Ling Wei's ceremony was completely impeccable, no one else could find fault even if they wanted to, and it could be regarded as indirectly accomplishing what César wanted to achieve.

Li An said something else to Mo Yuan, at least in the eyes of others, the three of them were harmonious, and then left with Ling Wei.

For the first time, Mo Yuan found a sofa in a corner and sat down. Seeing Ling Wei smiling at others, and seeing César holding his hand, Ling Wei had a happy expression on his face. Not too complicated.

He suddenly remembered Ling Wei's time, when Ling Wei was just a small ball, but his beautiful face was full of smiles all day long, it was a kind of smile like a little sun.

It's a pity that after Xiao An was born, the smiles on Ling Wei's face became less and less... Later, the relationship between their father and son reached the point where it could not be maintained.

What is this-

why?

Mo Yuan started to think about these profound questions for the first time at the dinner party of Ling Wei's bond ceremony, and the protagonist he was thinking of had already finished the dinner party ahead of schedule, and was taken to the upstairs room by César.

César pushed open the door, took Ling Wei's hand and entered their "new house".

At first glance, the room was arranged according to Ling Wei's preferences.

The off-white walls look elegant and clean, and some decorations were added in the room according to Ling Wei's preferences, adding warmth to the whole room.

And the most central one is a huge bed.

Like the bed in their cottage, it was white and gold, strewn with zebra petals.

Ling Wei was pulled by César to sit down on the edge of the bed, when she lowered her head just in time to see the silver ring on his ring finger, she suddenly had an idea in her heart.

"Cesar..." Ling Wei shouted.

"Ok?"

Under his gaze, Ling Wei took off the ring on his finger, and with another thought, took out the ring that César bought for him from the space.

He put the ring in the palm of his hand, coughed lightly under César's suspicious eyes, then looked at him, and said in correct Chinese: "May I ask the bridegroom, Ling Wei, are you willing to make a bond with César?" , whether he is sick or healthy, rich or poor, always love him, respect him, protect him until he passes away from this world?"

After Ling Wei finished speaking, she replied "I am willing", then quickly repeated the above words, then opened her eyes and looked at César——

Although César's Chinese is not very good, but at least he has worked hard to study it before, so at this moment, Lian Mengda guessed what Ling Wei meant. Looking at the red earlobes of his little lover, he also smiled and imitated Ling Wei's words. Sentence "I do".

After Ling Wei got the answer, she couldn't stop smiling, and said: "Now the two grooms can exchange rings!" Then he picked up the silver ring and put it on César's hand very seriously.

César naturally followed suit and put the remaining one on Ling Wei's hand.

Ling Wei raised her head, only to see those azure eyes staring at him intently, the tenderness and affection in the eyes almost overflowing.

He bent his eyes and smiled, leaned forward and said softly: "Now you can kiss your groom—"

Before the words fell, the rest of the voice was sealed in the kiss.

The zebra orchids on the bed cover slowly fell to the ground under the violent vibration, bringing out bursts of fragrance.

When the two of them climbed to the happy peak together, César leaned over and kissed Ling Wei's sweaty forehead, and said softly——

"Ling, thank you for traveling through time and space and letting me know you."

"I love you."