Chapter 27 (1/2)

In the evening, Cuigong.

The elegant and antique buildings are located in the middle of Li city. The ground is paved with bluestone road. There are many ancient trees on both sides. The evening wind is blowing, and it is shrouded in a quiet twilight.

Su renge, inkstone father sitting on the first side, the left side is Lian Bixiu.

The first is Qin Baiyan, the leader of the Qin family. Rong Qing, the master mother of the Qin family, sat on his right side.

There are no less than 20 bodyguards and assistants on the outside of the private room. They will protect the room.

Opposite to the four elders in Huafu are Yan Shiqi and Qin Baiyu, who are sitting next to each other.

It's a solemn and safe dinner for the two families.

”Old inkstone, I've heard so much about you for the first time.”

Qin Baiyan was dressed in a gray Chinese tunic suit. Even if there were traces of wind and frost on his cheek, he was still calm and elegant.

He brought wine to the inkstone army, a pair of jiongjiong eyes soaked in years after washing sophistication.

Inkstone army flattered hands holding cup, repeatedly compliment, ”the Qin master is polite, I heard that the Qin master has the courage and wisdom to run the Qin family, now I'm glad to meet you!”

Even Bixiu also raised her glass to Rongqing at the same time. The scene was harmonious.

Inkstone when seven sitting in the opposite, watching the two groups of people in charge of the cup for the cup, mouth slightly curved, but the eye cold without temperature.

She felt like a commodity waiting to be sold, and it was her biological parents who put her on the table for sale.

The unspeakable bitterness spread from her heart. She lowered her eyes to cover the desolate look.

The sound of the plate crashing sounded in her ear. She glanced at it and saw a pair of black chopsticks withdrawing from her face.