After feeding the pigeons in the square of M City, Long Jin walked into a nearby street. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Spiritual Sense probed out, and suddenly found that there was a new café here, and with a thought, he pushed the door and walked in.

The location, he recalls, was originally a bar called "Lace Party." I haven't been here for years, and the bar with some memorable memories has been replaced by a café.

Casually found a window seat and sat down, Long Jin casually ordered some food and drink, pinched his eyebrows slightly tiredly, and took out his laptop. After a week of treatment, his eyes were able to catch some light, but he still couldn't see anything clearly, and he still relied on the scenes sketched in his mind by his psychic sense to distinguish the things around him.

In fact, this is fine, sometimes what the eyes see may not be true.

Turning on the computer to log in incognito, the high-level group of the Fengling clan really exploded, and everyone was arguing about which powerful family's daughter should be the patriarch's wife of the Fengling clan. Although Long Jin has repeatedly stated that he already has a candidate for the patriarch's wife in his heart, those elders are still unwilled to see Long Jin marry a wife, all because Long Jin is lying and deceiving them, and thinks that his own girl must have a chance to take the throne.

Except for Liu Qingsong, no one believed that in Long Jin's heart, he had really decided who should be the patriarch's wife.

No, a group of old guys who don't give up privately brought their girls to Long Jin's residence and gave him a chic draft event, which gave Long Jin a headache, so he had to throw the mess to Liu Qingsong and run out to hide himself.

In this world, only Liu Qingsong understands him best. Although this really vicious guy has been bluffing him a lot, but now he is really wholeheartedly assisting him.

Not long after landing on the buckle, Liu Qingsong sent a video invitation, and at this time, the coffee and waffles ordered by Long Jin were also delivered. Long Jin put on the headphones, clicked "accept", and asked while drinking coffee, "How is it?

In the video, Liu Qingsong squatted on the toilet lid in the bathroom and said with a painful face: "Prince, these old guys are simply not worry-free! Let me tell you, I just disguised myself as you and went out to negotiate with them, and they had to force me to choose a patriarch's wife from their group of daughters and granddaughters! I said no, they all had heart attacks and epilepsy, and they were playing tricks here." Alas, how can there be such old immortals in the Fengling Clan!"

Although Long Jin has taken over as the patriarch of the Fengling clan for many years, Liu Qingsong is still used to calling him "the prince".

Long Jin laughed and said, "Qingsong, the feeling of being threatened with the lives of a group of old immortals, is it okay?"

"What a fart!" Liu Qingsong lit his pipe and took a hard puff, "I'm a battle-hardened dragon like me, I can't stand their nagging, I really don't know how you endured it." ”

"Forbearance, hahahaha!" Long Jin suddenly blossomed, "If you want to deal with these stinky and shameless people, you have to be better than them! In the past few years, as long as they do it, I will immediately shave my head and make trouble." Look at my hair, I've shaved it so many times, and it's a lot better than before. As he spoke, he grabbed his hair with his hand.

Liu Qingsong observed carefully and found that Long Jin's hair quality was indeed much better than before, and he couldn't help but be happy: "Prince, you are really not bad at playing tricks! But then again, you are not afraid of making a monk like this, and those old immortals will take the opportunity to seize power?"

"Seize power? joke!" Long Jin snorted contemptuously, "The Fengling Clan is so big, and there are so many old immortals, they are all guarding each other here! Although they are ambitious, they are afraid that others are more ambitious than themselves. If I, the patriarch, really want to leave the house and quit the family, the first thing they will do is not to seize power, but to shrink their heads and become turtles! They know better than anyone the truth of shooting a bird in the head, and no one wants to be the first to be killed. ”

The relationship within the Fengling Clan is extremely complicated, but Long Jin was able to jump out of this circle and see the situation clearly. He knew what these old immortals were afraid of, so he naturally had a way to deal with them.

Liu Qingsong was about to say something more, when he suddenly heard a noise outside, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Prince, come back and make a fuss quickly! I'm afraid I won't be able to stand it here!"

Long Jin choked on a mouthful of waffles in his chest: "Damn! Qingsong, don't be like this! I just came out to take a breath, you can hold on for a while!"

"No, no, no!" Liu Qingsong shook his head violently and said, "I'm almost annoyed to death by them! Prince, come back quickly, I'll find a place to smoke, hang up!" Without waiting for Long Jin to react, he turned off the video and quickly went offline.

Long Jin was helpless, sighed, and put the computer away. This afternoon tea, after all, can't stop!

After drinking the coffee in the cup, the dragon went to the front desk to check out. The cashier glanced at the bill and said, "Sir, you still have a thick soup that you haven't served, and the kitchen is cooking, don't you wait a little longer?"

Long Jin sighed: "It's a bit urgent, don't wait." You don't have to look for the money. It was rare to be generous to auction two large bills, and without waiting to find the money, he pushed the door and walked out.

At the moment of pushing the door, Long Jin seemed to feel something in his heart, and paused slightly, but he still didn't stay after all.

Here, Long Jin had just pushed the door out, and the door of the back kitchen was pushed open, and a woman with a cold face walked out with a thick soup. She has a small sign pinned to her chest that reads "Store Manager: Bai Ying".

Bai Ying's gaze quickly swept over the store, then frowned slightly, and asked the cashier, "What about the gentleman who sat here just now?" and stretched out his hand to the place where Long Jin had just sit.

"Oh, he's!" the cashier looked up, "just left, saying that there was an urgent matter, and I didn't need to look for the money." ”

Bai Ying's eyes suddenly darkened: "Oh, let's go." He turned and walked back to the back kitchen.

The cashier seemed to think of something, hurriedly followed, pushed the door and entered the back kitchen, and sure enough, he saw Bai Ying carrying the bowl of thick soup and pouring it into the sink.

"Oh, hey, boss, don't pour it! what a waste!" the cashier looked at the soup in the sink with a look of pity, "No one drinks it to me!"

Bai Ying's face was gloomy: "No one will give this bowl of soup." He dropped the bowl and walked out of the café.

Standing in the square of the setting sun, Bai Ying looked at the flocks of white doves in the air, recalling the past, and her mood became even lower.

I don't know when Young Master Long will come next time......