Blackened Old Gong's soft and cute sweet bun

Rong Wenqi nodded hurriedly, "That's right, we, Alian, are good everywhere, and we can give you a big fat grandson in the future."

Rong Lian blushed as he said this, he gently tugged on the hem of Rong Wenqi's clothes, and called him softly, "Dad." With half plain makeup, an elder like Mr. Bo must think that such a girl is very well-behaved.

And she's still a girl, so the temptation to give birth to a grandson for him in the future will definitely arouse his thoughts.

Rong Lian lowered her head slightly, the corners of her mouth curled up secretly, with a calculated smile, and when she raised her head, she was instantly gentle again.

Bo Lao just kept a cold face, watching them perform in front of him.

Rong Wenqi was a little embarrassed when he had something to do, and the smug expression on his body disappeared in an instant. He glanced at Bo Lao with some fear, and asked tentatively.

"Mr. Bo, what do you think of my proposal? They are all from my Rong family, so they should be okay?"

Mr. Bo just straightened his straight suit, holding his agarwood stick in his hand, his expression calm and majestic.

"Mr. Rong was joking. The marriage was decided at the beginning, and Xiao Zong liked it very much. I am also very satisfied with Xiao Rong. Don't mention this matter in the future."

Rong Lian was a little confused, she froze in an instant with a contrived and white lotus expression on her face, she asked suspiciously, "Grandpa Bo may be the person he likes if I stay with him for a while Woolen cloth."

She is such an attractive person who is popular in the industry. Although she is a bit hidden now, she is still the most influential female star in the entertainment industry. I wonder if there is any man who will not be attracted to her when he sees her.

Bo Lao looked Rong Lian up and down, and then said, "Based on what I know about Xiaozong, he probably won't like you."

Rong Lian's face turned pale immediately, and her whole body was on the verge of falling. Rong Wenqi, who was standing beside her, quickly supported her body, while Jiao Manyan endured it for a long time before she couldn't help but speak.

"Rong Xi is a bereaved star. He killed his mother when he was born. The year he joined our Rong family, our company suffered heavy losses. Everyone in Tongcheng knows about this matter."

Standing in the distance, Rong Xi didn't know what these people were talking about. He was a little impatient, afraid that they would say some weird things to Grandpa Bo.

Although he knew those words were false, he didn't know whether Grandpa Bo would listen to them.

He was a little anxious, put the pastry in his hand aside, and then walked forward.

But when he was about to reach them, Rong Xi stopped in his footsteps, and he just heard what Jiao Manyan said.

What she said was indeed true, everyone in Tongcheng said he was a mourner, and when they saw him, they all avoided him.

Rong Ling lowered his head sadly, he looked down at his toes, his mind went blank.

After hearing this sentence, Mr. Bo became a little angry immediately. The aura of those who have been in power for many years cannot be underestimated. He said coldly, "I never believed that there would be such a thing as a dead star. Everything is either a coincidence or man-made. And now that Xiaorong is my granddaughter-in-law, how can I allow others to gossip outside?"

Jiao Manyan's face froze in an instant, and she fell silent in an instant.

For a moment, everyone around fell silent, only Rong Lian tightly held onto the hem of her dress.

I don't know what's going on with that bitch now, it's like giving everyone a ecstasy potion, and everyone is circling around him.

Sure enough, the son of the vixen is also a vixen, and he looks like a vixen, which is simply disgusting.

Standing aside and listening to these words, Rong Xi was stunned. He stared at Bo Lao blankly with wide-eyed eyes. He didn't expect him to protect him so much.

No one had ever trusted him to protect him unconditionally after hearing that he was a mourner. Master Bo was the first, and Grandpa Bo was the second.

Tears gathered in his round eyes in an instant, the clear pupils were foggy, and the slender figure standing there white and tender made people feel distressed.

Rong Lian quickly recovered her mood. Seeing that Bo Lao was really angry, she quickly smiled flatteringly, "Don't be angry, Grandpa Bo. My mother also heard the rumors outside, so she said such a thing. Don't let it go." In my heart."

Old Bo lowered his eyes and sneered. He didn't bother to compete with this doll. After living so old, he could tell what some people were thinking at a glance.

At first glance, this female doll is a restless master, pretending to play tricks.

"Okay, I'm not a caressing person, don't say such things in the future, and Ms. Rong should call me Bo Lao, it's too kind and people will misunderstand."

Rong Lian froze for a moment, she didn't say that when she called him at first, but she said that now, after all, it wasn't because of the incident just now.

All in all, it's still because of tolerance!

Why is he so annoying?

Living in this world is a waste of air and land!

When Rong Lian turned her head slightly, she accidentally caught sight of Rong Ling from the corner of her eye, and she froze immediately. He stood there and listened to countless things, so the conversation between them must be pretty much the same.

If it is said that Rong Lian most wants to maintain an elegant and dignified existence like a little princess in front of someone, then this person must be Rong Mi without a doubt.

She suddenly raised her head and raised her chest, then turned and left without even looking at Rong Ling.

Rong Xi didn't care about them, Bo Lao also saw him, and immediately waved to Rong Xi with a smile on his face, "Xiao Rong."

This close look and the indifferent expression just now are simply different, and it is comparable to the Sichuan Opera.

Rong Wenqi was stunned, and Bo Lao completely ignored the two of them standing aside, and waved at Rong Xi.

The voice is intimate, as if facing one's own grandson.

Only then did Rong Xi hurried forward to support Bo Lao, "Grandpa."

Bo Lao patted his hand, "Where did you go just now? Why didn't I see you?"

Just now, Rong Xi's face turned red when he thought of the scene not long ago, and it wasn't because of Mr. Bo!

It made his heart beat wildly, he was up and down, and he couldn't find the ground at all.

"I just had sex with Mr. Bo, so we came here."

The boy's voice was soft and sweet. As someone who has been there, Mr. Bo must have known that there was something tricky before, so he smiled and stopped asking.At this time, Jiao Manyan suddenly stood up and teased Rong Yan, and said in a friendly tone with the greetings of the elders, "How is Xiao Rong doing these days?"

Rong Xi frowned, completely unaware of what kind of madness this woman was going through and what plans were in her mind.

"I'm fine."

"That's it." Jiao Man showed a tangled look on his face, and glanced at him and then at Rong Wenqi, as if there was something unspeakable.

Rong Xi was puzzled, she didn't know what Jiao Manyan wanted to do again, she was so secretive, usually when she wanted to do something, she would start acting like a baby to Rong Wenqi.

It's weird to look at a young man who still thinks he is a young girl at a lot of age.

The way the few of them wanted to talk to Rong Xi alone was too direct, and Bo Lao didn't bother to listen to them, so he left after talking with Rong Xi to greet some guests.

There was some reluctance in Rong Xi's whole body, Rong Wenqi didn't take Rong Xi's mood seriously at all, "How can you, a boy, be with Master Bo?"

How can it be impossible?

They didn't say that because they wanted Rong Lian and Master Bo to be together.

She doesn't deserve to be compared with Master Bo for someone like Rong Lian, she just thinks it's humiliating Master Bo.

Rong Yan took a few steps back, "I don't need your permission to be with Master Bo, so you don't deserve to say something to me that you don't agree with or agree to."

"You." Rong Wenqi had no idea how his son, who only knew how to cry and couldn't do anything well, was so bold now.

"I don't care, you tell Master Bo now that you don't agree to marry him and let A-Lian replace you."

The next generation of the Bo Group must be half of their Rong family's blood. Rong Xi is a boy and can't conceive, and his heart is not with them.

"As long as you agree to tell Master Bo like this, I promise, how about finding a beautiful girlfriend with you?"

Rong Wenqi sounded like he was talking about you, thinking that the terms he offered were very good and attractive, but Rong Shi dismissed them.

He and Master Bo are on good terms, he would foolishly back away and let Rong Lian be with Master Bo?

I dare not even think about this matter, and even thinking about it makes my heart feel uncomfortable, and it hurts to twist together.

"Give up, I won't agree."

Rong Xi wondered, where did they look so confident?

It's just that he takes himself too seriously. Give him a little paint and he can start a dyeing workshop.

I've never seen such brazenness.

Rong Wenqi's complexion turned pale in an instant, and Jiao Manyan immediately said meanly, "Why are you doing this? What will happen if you give it to your sister? Why are you narrow-minded? Besides, boys and girls are natural laws, and you don't know how to do this." Blessed by nature."

He is narrow-minded?

Ah.

When he lived alone in a small, dark room, and slept alone in a thin blanket in winter, why didn't anyone think about whether he was okay?

Now start calling him whenever something happens?

Rong Ling lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembled, and the light cast a shadow.

At this moment, Rong Ling suddenly asked for a faint scent of hyacinth, and fell into a familiar and warm embrace in the next second.

He raised his head and saw that Bo Zong, who was chatting and laughing happily with others in the distance, unexpectedly came over now.

With a surprised tone, Rong said, "Master Bo?"

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