Blackened Old Gong's soft and cute sweet bun

"Instead of my daughter, Rong Lian, she is not only good-looking, she is also an actress, her acting is also great, and her personality is also good."

Speaking of Rong Lian, Rong Wenqi's proud tone hardened, as if he wanted to praise his daughter to the sky.

Standing on the top, Rong Ling heard the familiar voice and what he said, which made his face turn pale instantly.

Cancel his marriage with Bo Zong?

Why is he a little unhappy now?Obviously he was the one who approached Bo Zong himself to call off the marriage at the beginning, why did he feel unwilling?

And...Rong Lian is his child, isn't he himself?

It's been like this since I was a child, I seem to be a picked child, no matter what I do, I don't like it.

He slid down slowly with his back against the wall, sitting on the cold ground, curled up his legs like an abandoned child, and hugged himself tightly, as if he could find a sense of security in this way.

After hearing this, Bo Zong lowered his head slightly and didn't know what he was thinking. The aura around him was extremely cold, and there was a strange silence for a moment.

Rong Wenqi swallowed nervously, but thinking that they had this marriage contract anyway, and it had been announced on the Internet, Master Bo would not go back on his word, so he finally coughed.

"Master Bo, what do you think of my proposal?"

Bo Zong supported his head and rubbed his temples with his sharp fingers, as if he had been disturbed by someone unknown, he frowned irritably.

"Is my fiancée something you can change if you want?"

Rong Wenqi was taken aback for a moment, and wanted to say something more, but the words stuck in his throat for an instant, and he dared not say any more.

Bo Zong's eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person, with a cold air, which made Rong Wenqi shudder.

Seeing Bo Zong's fingers beating the leather sofa slowly, Rong Wenqi felt that his heart was being beaten up and down.

He suddenly remembered the rumored Master Bo, who was cruel, decisive, paranoid, and overbearing. How dare he tell him about this.

In an instant, Rong Wenqi's face turned pale, and the shirt he was wearing was wet. He said in a trembling tone, "Master Bo...are you angry?"

"Let me tell you, I only accept tolerance when it comes to marriage. If you have other messy thoughts, don't blame me for being rude."

Bo Zong squinted his eyes, swept away the laziness on his face, his face was calm, his eyes were full of fierceness, forcing Rong Wenqi not to look up at him.

His heart was filled with fear, and his legs were trembling as he sat there, but thinking that letting Rongsing marry into the Bo family would definitely not help him, nor would it be of any benefit to his company.

Then he pinched his thigh, his voice was trembling, and his face was full of embarrassment, "Master Bo, my son has been a loser since he was a child, and he cries all day long. It's useless and an eyesore. I hope you can think for a while."

The dead star?An eyesore?

Bo Zong snorted coldly, glanced at him coldly, and said indifferently, without any warmth, "Aren't you planning to sell a piece of land outside Tongcheng?"

Rong Wenqi was confused, "Yes, Mr. Bo, he hesitated and didn't agree on the price, so he was stuck there."

"I've sold that piece of land, so get out."

Rong Wenqi didn't realize it for a long time, and then he stood up quickly, his face turned pale and he said urgently, "Why? Master Bo, don't you have this idea? This is to cut off my way out."

Bo Zong just put his arms on the sofa in a slow manner, crossed his hands and supported his chin, "Suddenly made a temporary decision, why? Do you have any opinions?"

Rong Wenqi shook his head hurriedly, flustered, "No...no, as long as Master Bo is happy."

Bo Zong's eyes were full of disgust, "Are you still leaving?"

Rong Wenqi picked up the things as if his feet were on fire, and left in a hurry.

When he reached the door, Rong Wenqi stopped panting heavily, and thought carefully why Bo Zong suddenly changed his mind to take the land outside Tongcheng.

Didn't he always look down on it?

But he thought about it for a long time and didn't understand what was going on, but if the woman at home hadn't encouraged him to tell Bo Zong, would he lose the land?

Rong Wenqi gritted his teeth and walked away.

Bo Zong stood up and walked towards the stairs. When he got to a step, he turned around and saw a group of teenagers sitting on the ground.

The pitiful little ball made people soften in their hearts, wishing to give him all their love.

Hearing the voice, Rong Lin raised his head and looked up, his eyes were swollen from crying, and his eye sockets were red all over, like a little rabbit who had suffered all kinds of grievances.

When he saw Bo Zong, he slowly reached out and grabbed the other's cuff, raised his delicate face, and looked at Bo Zong eagerly.

"Master Bo..."

The voice has a strong nasal sound, soft and waxy, like stealing a thousand white rabbit toffee.

Bo Zong looked down at the young man's fingers grabbing his cuff. They were crystal clear, fair and slender, pitiful, and made people's heart ache.

He frowned slightly, bent over and pulled Rong Xi up, "Why are you sitting here blankly?"

Rong Xi's nose was sore, and the tears that had been suppressed were about to fall again, and she flattened her lips, "Master Bo, I'm so sad..."

Bo Zong's dark eyes were full of anxiety, "What's wrong? Is it dizziness?"

Rong Xi shook his head, his crow-feather eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were full of sadness and disappointment, "Why has he never liked me even a little bit?"

From the beginning to the end, the other party seemed to regard himself as his stigma, and never looked him in the eye once, never.

When he was young, he still waited eagerly for the other party every day. He studied hard, but the other party was indifferent. He just disliked him and cried all day long.

When I grow up, these things are pressed down in my heart. Although I don’t think about it anymore on the surface, there is still a trace of fantasy deep in my heart, and now it is completely shattered.

Bo Zong wiped away the tears from the young man's face with his hand, then rubbed the top of his head, and said in a low voice, "My dear, don't cry. My heart hurts when you cry."

Rong Xi was stunned, his round cat eyes widened, and then a blush floated across his cheeks, and then he hummed a few times in a childish voice, "I...I'm going to cry!"

The young man is extremely gorgeous and good-looking. He can attract everyone with a glance and a smile, as if he was born with a bright spot.

The black hair is a little messy, pure and innocent, and the whole person looks very small and well-behaved, and the whole body exudes the smell of milk.

Bo Zong brushed the young man's red lips lightly with his fingertips, causing waves of numbness and itchiness, which made Rong Xi shyly back away.

Then the other party pressed him against the wall, inserted his legs between the teenager's legs, stared at him with dark eyes, and said slowly, "I'm crying, I'm going to be rude to you."