Chapter 950: Cousin ... (1/2)
Xueluo was not as optimistic as his son Lin Nuo.
What if this ghost-faced person is with Lan Youyou?
Lan Youyou's low-handedness means that Xue Luo has learned: she can hardly think no worse than Lan Youyou!
As for installing gimmicks such as anti-theft windows and ghosts, I just want to confuse audiovisual!
After sending Feng Xinglang and his son Lin Nuo to GK Ventures, Xue Luo asked the driver Xiao Hu to carry her to Xinhua Bookstore.
Xue Luo came to Xinhua Bookstore to find a professional book on advertising media.
Although the existence of Lan Youyou will be a time bomb around their family; but the snowfall will not let the family live every day, and only have to deal with Lan Youyo!
When Xue fell out of Xinhua Bookstore, a domineering off-road vehicle ran across her path. From the open rear door, Hetun's resolute and stiff face caught the snow.
”Get in the car! I want to talk to you about something!”
Hetun's voice was fairly mild.
Although Xue Luo was extremely reluctant to get on the car, it seemed that there was no other option. Hetun has called her four or five times these days. Either she wasn't answering, or she was expressing her obvious dissatisfaction with his father-in-law in a silent and golden way.
Xue Luo obediently got into Hetun's car. Just still keeping her silence is golden.
”How angry at me?”
He Tun glanced at Lin Xuexue, her daughter-in-law who kept her head down and kept silent.
”How dare you? If you accidentally upset you again ...”
Xue Xue said a word, and seemed to hold back: ”... I just want to stay with Nono!”
”I did catch someone else's trap last time! I hope you understand!”
Hetun seldom reflected himself.
But Xue Luo still smiled bitterly: if it is not a trap? That must not force her to accept his son's illegitimate child? This is a question of attitude and position! Fundamental events aren't much related to this!
”Mr. Xing, you followed me all the way to Xinhua Bookstore. Wouldn't you just want me to forgive you? If you have anything to say, Xing Lang has difficulty moving, and I have to rush back to take care of him.
The snow fell softly. She was close to Hetun, but she seemed to be separated by mountains and rivers.
It was a strong sense of alienation!
Xueluo realized it, presumably Hetun can also appreciate it!
”I want to leave you fourteen as a close bodyguard with Allen.”
Although his daughter-in-law didn't wait to see his father-in-law, Hetun said the purpose of the trip.
”You can talk to your own son about this? What are you looking for?”
”You know: In my relationship with Aaron ... Aaron will definitely refuse! So I hope you can help persuade Aaron.”
”Since you have predicted that your own son will refuse, I am a weak woman who speaks softly, and you can only obey her husband's words!”
Xue Luo rejected Hetun's proposal: When you think of using her, you can use it wantonly?
”Xue Luo, I know you have resentment against me, but for the safety of Alan and Fifteen, I hope you can take the big picture seriously!”
He Tun's words instantly changed Xue Xue's mind.
I really need a bodyguard with my son Lin Nuo.
Regardless of whether Lan Youyou and the secret grimace are associates, or if they are planning a conspiracy, a bodyguard is always protecting her and her son, can she be at ease?
Besides, her husband Feng Xinglang's legs and feet are inconvenient. He must not recover so quickly within a month or two ...
”Mr. Xing, you also know your son's bad temper! If you let him know that Xing Shishi is the bodyguard you forced him on, he will definitely refuse! Maybe you will think you are laughing at his inability to protect his wife and child!”
Even if you really want to accept it, you have to pretend how embarrassed you are!
Get cheap and sell well, maybe that is what Xue Luo now shows.
”Snow is falling, I believe you, Alan will listen to him. For the safety of your family, Dad hopes you will be generous.”
And ‘Dad’?
Did he treat himself as a real daughter-in-law?
”Well, for your part, Grandpa Nono, I'll help you!”
That indescribable tone really meant a little bit of eagerness to welcome and refuse.
”Xue Luo, thank you! When you convince Aaron, I will let Fourteen go home!”
”No! You can have Fourteen come home with me today!”
”Today? Arang's ...”
”Rest assured, I have my way!”
”Do you have a way?”
Hetun still expressed doubts.
”Is he Xing Shishi?”
While Xue Luo boasted down Haikou, he looked at the boy beside Hetun.
The boy was young, probably between the ages of eighteen and nineteen, and looked a bit Mexican: his skin was slightly brown, his facial features were not as deep as those of Europeans, and he had a little profile of Xinjiang.
”Yes.”
”Is the skill better than the twelve?”
This question is purely curious.
Xue Luo knew that Hetun had raised a lot of righteous sons, and he had raised them since he was a child.
”Each has its own advantages!” Hetun answered.
”Does he understand Chinese? Can you let him listen to me?”
Asked later, Xue Luo is most concerned about.
”He understands and speaks. He will listen to you.”
To verify, Xue Luo immediately spoke to Xing Shishi: ”Seventeen, from now on, you and my last name Lin, Lin ... Lin Sen! Five‘ wood ’, easy to remember!”