Chapter 92 (2/2)

But what others sent was Ning Luo, who had been scolded by them for three years, but it made them a little silly.

Isn't ninlo a waste?

Who the hell is ninlo?

Who is that Han que?

What is the relationship between them?

It seems that there are many brothers. Are those brothers the same as this Korean finch?

For a time, various problems popped up in the minds of the Lin family.

”Here, here's the key. Return it later.”

Lin Qianxue handed the key to Ningluo.

”Why, it's said that it's sent. Naturally, it's sent. Return it. You think he'll want it.”

”But...”

”Nothing. However, this guy runs a 4S store at home. One fifth of the luxury car 4S stores in the southwest are owned by this guy's family. Three Porsches are really nothing. You'll have to accept it. ”

”This Han que doesn't mean you saved his life, did you“

Thinking of what Ning Luo said before, Lin Qianxue asked in advance.

”How do you know? It's true.”

Ningluo smiled.

”Why so coincidentally, Lord Wei is, Wu zhantian is, and now this Han que is, too. You saved a lot of people.”

Lin Qianxue has begun to doubt the authenticity of Ning Luo's words.

”Hey, daughter-in-law, although there are some coincidences, it's true that I did save their lives. Otherwise, how do you think I got hurt?”

Ningluo vowed.

”Hum, you don't blush when you lie too much.”

Lin Qianxue still doesn't believe it.

”Mom...”

Ning Luo asks her mother-in-law Su Wanyi for help.

”Qian Xue, why do you care so much? In short, Ningluo is good for us. Come on, let's go to dinner. ”

Su Wanyi's heart was very wide. She didn't think about anything else at all. She urged directly.

Now that you have a new car, you will not drive the old polo.

The three members of the family, together with Lin Mohan, who insisted on following, went to the carmine Pamela, and then took the lead to the Lin family dining place.

The rest of the Lin family looked at the three members of Ningluo family who had left. Their eyes were complex and bitter.

They know that they have gone astray. The energy gathered by this waste that they once called a tuberculosis ghost has reached a point that frightens them.

”I've chosen a son-in-law to be a son-in-law.”

Lin Songhe looked at the distant red car shadow, his eyes twinkled and said faintly.

”Qianlong? It used to be. Now I'm afraid there's a tendency to take off. Songhe, you didn't see the scene he was in the hospital just now... ”

The old woman snorted and said with some resentment.

”I didn't see it. I just didn't say it. Why do you think I insisted on letting the old three go upstairs? All this is for my Lin family. I'm terminally ill, so I have to take heavy medicine!”

Lin Songhe blinked a fine light in his eyes, ”I have to say that we have given birth to a good son. It's time to go up the mountain to worship in a few days.”

”Mountains and rivers? You mean... ”

The old woman's eyes suddenly brightened, as if she understood everything at once.

”Yes, it's Shanhe. He knows too well the temperament of several brothers and sisters, so he expects that there will be problems in the Lin family. Similarly, he also expects that Ningluo is a hidden dragon. All these moves today were made before he died. We just accepted this favor.”

”My son paved the way for me. I'm really a failure.”

Lin Songhe scolded and got on the car with his hands on his back.

Behind her, the old woman looked at the Nanshan cemetery in the southwest for three years, sighed and got on the bus.