cat cat didn't do it on purpose

It was the first time that Lu Lingsen was hung up on video, and his face was numb.

He squeezed his fingertips annoyedly, feeling a suffocating breath in his heart, and he had nowhere to say it. It happened that the adjutant couldn't help looking over again, and Lu Lingsen immediately narrowed his eyes and said viciously: "What are you looking at?"

The adjutant turned around quickly, and then pretended to be nonchalant and replied: "Nothing." But he quickly sent the scene just now to the adjutant group.

Lu Lingsen didn't notice his little movement, and snorted angrily.

He stared at the black screen of the optical computer for a while, and then dialed the butler's phone, but Uncle Min didn't know what he was doing, and the person who usually answered in seconds, unexpectedly didn't answer until the ringing ended this time.

Lu Lingsen felt something was wrong.

There is a faint premonition that these two people are doing things behind their backs.

With this uneasy state of mind, he got off the aircraft all the way and entered the manor.

There were too many people sending greeting cards, and Lu Qian thought it was troublesome, so he simply invited them to a dinner party, which was held at Qinglanxing.

Qinglanxing is a man-made satellite. Because it is man-made, the relevant parameters of celestial mechanics are well designed, and it is kept at a level that will not go out of orbit but is not large.

It is just right to use it as the Lu family's manor.

There are large man-made mountains, rivers and forests on the planet. After careful carving, the scenery is no worse than some famous tourist planets.

On the mountainside covered by dense forests, there is a huge group of antique buildings.

According to the one-to-one reproduction of the ancient Chinese court, every detail has been strictly restored, but under the old appearance, it is full of technological presence everywhere.

It's a textbook combination of old and new.

Bright lights.

When Lu Lingsen stepped into the gate, it was just in time for the dinner party to start.

He passed through a crowd of people who were drinking wine, and was brought to Patriarch Lu by the waiter who had been waiting for a long time.

Lu Qian didn't criticize him for being late, but said lightly, "Here we are."

Lu Lingsen tugged on his tie in a bit of boredom, loosening the neat and beautiful knot, before responding slightly.

Lu Qian took a glance, then looked away, and said, "Didn't the children at home bring it?"

Lu Lingsen paused, with a trace of vigilance on his face, and said, "Why are you asking this?"

Lu Qian gave a rare smile, and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, just ask." He paused for a few seconds before continuing, "I remember when Ah Huai was chasing your mother Tingting."

There was an inconspicuous softness in his expression.

"..." Lu Lingsen's face suddenly turned cold, and he said, "You have no right to mention them."

Lu Qian's expression also faded a little, and he nodded slightly to the four members of the Feng family who were walking towards this side, and said, "I've been waiting for a long time."

Feng Liyan smiled quickly, and said: "No, Master Lu is being polite. Hey, this is Lingsen, right? A talented person, a talented person!"

Feng Liyan and Lu Lingsen's father are of the same generation, and they are in awe of Lu Qian, who has been all-powerful all his life, and he can't show the patriarch of the big family in front of him.

Lu Qian's face was pale, neither warm nor indifferent. He seemed to have this expression for everyone. He didn't respond to Feng Liyan's flattery. He just looked at the slim girl beside Feng Liyan and said, "I heard that Miss Feng Lan Studying in three schools?"

Seeing Patriarch Lu mentioning her, Feng Lan smiled softly, nodded generously, and said, "Yes, I just entered school last year."

Lu Qian softened his expression when he heard this, and said, "It's a good school."

Lu Lingsen was also a little lost in thought.

The full name of the three schools is Starfield Third Summoner School. It is an all-summoner school and does not recruit ordinary students. Every student who can enter is at least exceptionally talented.

Lu Lingsen's mother Fu Yuting graduated from the third school.

At the beginning, Lu Lingsen's father, Lu Xinhuai, was defeated by Fu Yuting in the Nine Schools League, and after that, he launched an enthusiastic pursuit.

Feng Lan and Fu Yuting's personalities are completely different, but they are from the same school, which makes people inevitably recall the old people.

"It's a pity for such a good talent." Lu Qian came back to his senses and said softly.

Feng Lan pursed her lips, but her smile was still decent and gentle.

Seeing that things were about to develop out of control, Feng Liyan quickly pulled the young man aside and said, "Chengcheng, come quickly, call Grandpa Lu."

The young man who was pulled over reluctantly put down the optical brain in his hand, glanced at Lu Qian, and said very perfunctorily: "Grandpa Lu."

Lu Qian didn't even give him a look, just said: "Let the young people play for a while."

Feng Liyan quickly responded, and ordered Feng Lan to take his younger brother and follow Lu Lingsen around.

Lu Lingsen didn't want to stay with this group of people either. He was tired and went straight out after hearing the words.

He walked for a while, Feng Cheng found an excuse to slip away, Feng Lan also said he was going to the bathroom, Lu Lingsen simply found a place to sit down by himself.

As soon as he sat down, people surrounded him, inquiring about the whereabouts of that Zhuoxin grass.

Lu Lingsen didn't want to deal with it, and his face was full of impatience, but the temptation of profit was far greater than the threat of his cold face, and the people who came came wave after wave, in an endless stream.

He perfunctory another person who didn't know where he came from, and saw a young man with a little familiarity walking over surrounded by a group of people.

Lu Lingsen glanced at it, not wanting to pay attention.

But the man walked straight up to him, with a cold smile on his pale face, and said, "Young Master Lu, long time no see."

"Who are you?" Lu Lingsen turned to look at him impatiently.

The man did not speak.

The person beside him couldn't wait to introduce him, saying: "Young master Lu, this is Mr. Lin Qimiao, the head of the Lin family."

Lu Lingsen thought for a while, and finally remembered a vague shadow, and suddenly realized: "You are that rabbit!"

"..." Lin Qimiao's smile froze for a moment.

"...Master." Lu Lingsen thought for a while, and added the last three words.

Lin Qimiao's face is still not good-looking.

The ninth-level beast should have been his pride, but it has become his shame since that day.

Now he has become a cripple like Lu Lingsen who has no summoned beasts, how ironic.

Lin Qimiao was silent for a while, then calmed down, and said lightly: "Young Master Lu, I haven't seen you for two months, and you are still so sharp."

Lu Lingsen felt a little weird.

Two months ago, Lin Qimiao's personality was still flamboyant and irritable. Why did he suddenly seem to have entered old age in such a short time.

It's not about his physical age, but about his mentality, as if he has experienced the vicissitudes of most of his life abruptly, and has lost a positive longing for the future, showing a calm and depressed attitude.

Moreover, that person said just now, this is Patriarch Lin?

Where did the previous old orangutan Lin Patriarch go?

Lu Lingsen frowned slightly, looking at Lin Qimiao with a look of inquiry in his eyes.

Lin Qimiao ignored him, and raised his glass to him, with no expression on his pale face, and said, "It's great to see you appear."

Lu Lingsen felt a little weird again, and even had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He was about to ask, but Lin Qimiao had already drank the wine, turned around and left.

Lu Lingsen looked at his back thoughtfully, and then sent a message to the adjutant team.

Just when he felt that something was wrong and was about to find a chance to leave, Feng Lan came over from the other side.

She walked gracefully, rejecting the accosts of many men and women along the way.

But when he reached the center of the hall, he was suddenly stopped by a person.

The man's actions were blatant and unscrupulous, full of confidence in a home game.

Feng Lan paused, but stopped.

Lu Lingsen glanced at Lu Yan, who was blocking Feng Lan, and looked back with disinterest, put down the wine glass in his hand, glanced at the quiet Guangnao, got up and prepared to leave.

Lin Qimiao's affairs are not in a hurry, but the cat at home has no news at all.

The child was quiet, probably acting as a demon.

Lu Lingsen thought to himself, it's better to go back and see that little stinky cat, maybe the house will be demolished too late.

Unexpectedly, after he took a step, Feng Cheng came again with a wine glass.

Feng Cheng looks like a human being, but he looks like he is not in the right mind, with a look of middle school and arrogance.

He leaned over, with a malicious smile on his face, glanced at the two people in the distance, then looked at Lu Lingsen, and said, "Tsk, my sister is such a good bitch, she is not married yet. Let’s not be clear with the man first.”

"Brother-in-law, don't you mind?"

He didn't wait for Lu Lingsen to answer, and said again: "Hey, a waste like you, so what if you mind?"

"It's like my sister, who is obviously the most talented child in the family, but she is about to be sent by her father to marry her."

"Man, how can you wish to control your own destiny?"

He muttered to himself maliciously.

Feng Cheng got a little closer, it seemed to be on purpose, Lu Lingsen leaned back to avoid the smoky smell of perfume, and said disgustedly: "If you can't use your brain, go and have a look, if you catch someone, call brother-in-law, where did you come from?" fault."

Feng Cheng seemed a little surprised by what he focused on, and said in a slightly confused way: "You..."

Lu Lingsen turned around and left.

Feng Cheng grabbed his sleeve.

Lu Lingsen gave a "tsk", shook off his hand, and warned, "If you don't want your hand, just tell me, I'll amputate it for free."

Hearing this, Feng Cheng withdrew his hand, stared at Lu Lingsen as he walked away, then looked at his palm, and said to himself, "Amputate my leg? Let's see if you're still alive."

Lu Lingsen strode out, but was stopped by several people.

After being blocked several times in one night, the anger in Lu Lingsen's heart could not be suppressed.

"Young Master," Lu Yanzu walked slowly and smiled at him, "This trash, he has to look like trash, don't you think so? Who is Miss Feng marrying? Why don't you marry me? You What do you think?"

Lu Lingsen took a deep breath, pressed his fist that was about to move, and said, "Get lost!" As he spoke, he brushed past him.

Lu Yan stretched out his hand to press his shoulder.

Lu Lingsen turned around and dodged.

Then I saw Lu Yan laughed loudly, the summoning circle floated under his feet, and the huge flame mouse jumped out!

"Ah!" The crowd yelled in panic and dispersed quickly, but then they realized that the target of the Flame Rat was Lu Lingsen, so they rushed up and formed a circle again.

"Rush to the crown and become a beauty!"

"Fight, fight! No, don't fight, don't fight!"

"Lu Lingsen! Fuck him like a man!"

"Brother Mouse! I rushed to your young master!"

"What do you want to do?" Lu Lingsen narrowed his eyes slightly, and a rage appeared on his face.

"Miss Xinyuefeng, young master, please help us." Lu Yan laughed, and then, a huge mouse rushed over with a menacing flame.