It's really heart-wrenching. ◢ With * dream * small ◢.1a

I thought of yesterday when I invited Lu Huashan and was rejected.

And Lu Huashan is now begging Xia Weibao to go out to celebrate his birthday, Yan Weiyang is no longer blocked, even his lungs are blocked.

Xia Weibao was about to say that she had an appointment with her husband today.

I don't want to open my mouth yet, Lu Hualiang has already come down.

He wears an off-white home suit and descends the white staircase, an elegant gentleman, like a descendant of the English aristocracy.

His face is cold, and his aura is as powerful as an emperor.

Such an excellent man, even if you look at it, is enough to make people sink.

Watching him come down the stairs step by step, Yan Weiyang couldn't help but stand up.

With his hands in front of him, he stood quietly and politely, his face was a little blushing, and his heartbeat was almost out of control.

"Mr. Lu." The voice is soft and soft, and the voice is soft.

With a bit of a little daughter's attitude.

Lu Hualiang looked at her standing in front of the main seat, and then at Xia Weibao and Lu Huashan who were sitting on the sofa on the side, and quietly lowered his eyebrows.

Seeing that he had come down, Yan Weiyang naturally did not want to occupy the main position again.

So he hurriedly pushed the food box in front of him forward, "Mr. Lu, this is what my mother asked me to send to you." ”

With that, he moved to the couch on the other side.

Lu Hua was expressionless, walked to Xia Weibao and sat down.

The main seat was vacant.

Yan Weiyang's face froze.

Xia Weibao turned his head, and the smile on his face became brighter, "Husband~"

The delicate voice softened Lu Hua's cold and hard face a lot.

Yan Weiyang, who was ignored, froze again with a smile on his face, which was not ordinarily embarrassing.

There were five people in the living room, Lu Hualiang, Lu Huashan and Xia Weibao were all sitting, and Fu Bo was standing aside.

And she also stood, feeling that she was the same as Fauber, a subordinate.

Yan Weiyang could only sit down in a daze.

"Brother, the baby said to go out with me today, don't take you."

Xia Weibao, "......"

Beauty, I don't think I said that, did I?

Lu Hua's cool eyebrows and eyes pressed, and he was frozen for ten miles in an instant.

"Fauber, who let her in."

Fu Bo subconsciously looked at Yan Weiyang.

Yan Weiyang chuckled in his heart, and suddenly panicked.

"When my words are the wind in my ears?"

With a biting chill, Fu Bo's liver trembled carefully, and he decisively pushed Yan Weiyang out and sent him to death.

"Sir, I originally closed the door and didn't let the second miss in, but Miss Yan ......"

"You're from the presidential palace?"

The implication is to listen to an outsider!

Fauber wiped his sweat and didn't dare to speak anymore.

And Yan Weiyang was so frightened that his face turned white.

is a little timid, although she likes Lu Hualiang, she is very afraid of this man.

The aura is too powerful.

But it was this powerful kingly aura that attracted her deeply.

Scared at the same time, but also a little ashamed.

Lu Hualiang's words clearly mean that she has no position to point fingers at Lu Yuan.

She is indeed not qualified now, such self-righteousness is embarrassing.

"Mr. Lu, I ......"

"Fauber, change the cushion of the main throne, and recognize who is your master."

Yan Weiyang's words had just come out when he was interrupted by Lu Hualiang's cold voice.

The merciless words made Yan Weiyang's face pale, and her constricted body trembled, as if someone had bullied her.

"Yes."

Fu Bo was busy responding, and he had already hated Yan Weiyang eight hundred times in his heart!

Really, I don't know how to be polite at all.

I haven't seen anyone who goes to someone else's house as a guest and actually sits in the main seat, and he is still arrogant, with the posture of the host's house, is it really your home in the whole world?