Master Sheng, Madam, she became popular all over the world by fortune-telling

Chapter 290 Mr. Lin Arrives (Part [-])
Song Yi's face was cold, and he kept walking, but he winked at Bai Huaqian and Song Yanxi where no one could see.

Song Yanxi took the first step to react, and immediately stretched out her hand to grab Song Yi's arm, and called out in a calm voice, "Dad."

Bai Huaqian also came back to her senses, and immediately grabbed his other arm, finally stopping him.

Song Yi snorted coldly, waited for a few more seconds, then turned around with a sullen face, and said, "What advice does Elder Sheng have?"

But I didn't expect that although Mr. Sheng opened his mouth to keep him, he didn't have much good face. He said calmly: "Since the Song family has taken out Mr. Lin's copybook, now that he is here, don't you want to see him again?" go?"

Song Yi was so overwhelmed by the other party's cold attitude that he felt angry, but in the next moment he recalled the meaning of Mr. Sheng's words and was stunned.

someone arrives?
Who's here?
Mr. Lin?
How can it be?

Song Yi subconsciously wanted to ask, but the moment he looked up, he saw the surprise or shock eyes of everyone in the banquet hall.

His heart moved, and he followed everyone's line of sight.

The next moment, a vaguely familiar figure appeared in sight.

It was the figure of an old man, wearing a loose gray robe, with silver-white hair, but it was neatly groomed, and there was an indescribable ethereal feeling about him.

If you see him in another place, everyone will think that this is some kind of expert who has achieved Taoism and immortality.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Lin Jingan?
Song Yi suddenly came back to his senses, he was the closest to Lin Jing'an by virtue of his acquaintance with Lin Jing'an, he was the first to go up to meet him, he was both surprised and delighted: "Old Mr. Lin, why are you here?"

Mr. Lin nodded casually and did not answer his question.

A pair of eyes that were still clear even at this age wandered around the banquet hall, but couldn't find the person he was looking for, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

Then he looked at Song Yi and asked, "The copybooks you took out earlier, you said they were written by your daughter, where is she?"

Song Yi was stunned for a moment, but when he came back to his senses, he was overjoyed. He pulled Song Yanxi in front of Lin Jing'an and said, "This is my daughter, Yanxi, Song Yanxi."

He winked at Song Yanxi again, and said, "This is Mr. Lin, I haven't seen Mr. Lin before."

Song Yanxi was also a little surprised, but soon calmed down, gave Mr. Lin a shallow salute, and said with a smile, "I met Mr. Lin."

The girl lowered her head slightly, revealing a patch of dark hair. Lin Jingan looked at it, and the anxiety and anxiety that had been entangled in her heart for several days suddenly dissipated, leaving only plain disappointment.

Without careful observation and careful probing, he was sure it wasn't her.

She never bowed her head in front of him, and she didn't need to bow her head.

Lin Jingan's expression was calm, and his tone was also ordinary, he said: "Miss Song, you are polite."

Song Yanxi raised her head, with willow-leaf eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, her pupils were calm and smiling, Lin Jing'an was slightly taken aback as she watched.

Apart from other things, the girl's demeanor is somewhat similar to the person in memory.

Although he knew it wasn't her, Lin Jingan's expression relaxed a little, and he nodded towards Song Yanxi.

The uncertainty in Song Yi's heart dissipated immediately, and a strong look of joy appeared in his eyes.

Glancing at Mr. Sheng, he was not in a hurry to leave. He stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Lin, please."

Lin Jing'an already knew what he wanted to know, and he didn't really want to stay at the moment, but he came here uninvited, and it would be rude to leave as soon as he came, and he couldn't do such a thing, He nodded and followed the Song family into the place where the crowd gathered.

Mr. Chao Sheng looked over and apologized: "You came here uninvited, Mr. Lin is being rude."

Facing Mr. Lin, even Sheng Huanan couldn't put on airs, and he was about to get up, but Sheng Shijing pushed him back on his seat, and reminded: "Your body is not healed yet, you can just sit and talk, isn't the old man People who care about modesty."

Sheng Huanan couldn't help but glared at him, but the corners of his lips were raised high, and he said embarrassedly: "I made the old man laugh."

Lin Jingan did indeed smile.

It's not a joke, it's just that he seems a bit miraculous today, how do you think everyone has a bit of that person's shadow?

It looked like this to Miss Song's family before, but now it looks like this to the man in front of her.

Sure enough, when people get older, they tend to think wildly, and it becomes easier to recall the past, I am afraid that the end is approaching.

Lin Jing'an shook his head with a broken smile, and said: "Patriarch Sheng has just recovered from a serious illness, he really should take more rest."

Talking about what came to mind, I took another look at him: "However, I look at Patriarch Sheng's complexion as much as he did ten years ago. It seems that he has been raised well these years."

Grandpa Sheng waved his hand: "It's not that it's well-raised, it's because of the medicine I've taken recently."

Lin Jingan nodded and didn't say much.

Lin Jing'an is getting older, and he doesn't like too lively occasions more and more, so he doesn't intend to stay longer now, so he changed the topic after a pause: "Lin came here uninvited on a whim, and didn't prepare any congratulatory gifts. If the Patriarch does not dislike it, how about I write a few words on the spot as a congratulatory gift?"

"I don't dislike it, of course I don't dislike it..." Old Master Sheng said without thinking, and in the middle of speaking, he suddenly thought of something, glanced at Lin Jing'an, and said with a little hesitation, "But compared to words, I have another ruthless person." Please, I wonder if Mr. Lin can do me a favor?"

As soon as Sheng Huanan said this, everyone present immediately thought of what his "unfeeling invitation" was, and for a while, their emotions were inexplicable.

Even if he lamented that Mr. Sheng liked Xinde's copybook enough, he gave up Mr. Lin's handwriting, but it must prove the excellence of this copybook.

It's helpless again, the old man is really old, and he doesn't even have the most basic judgment. He does things according to his preferences, and he is not afraid of offending others.

Just now Patriarch Song left in anger, and now he refuses Mr. Lin's words in a ignorant manner...

Lin Jing'an didn't have any special reaction, he paused and said: "Patriarch Sheng, but it's okay to say."

"Is such that……"

Sheng Huanan's words had just begun, but Song Yi, who was sneering angrily, took the conversation away and said: "Old Lin doesn't know something, Master Sheng got a new copybook, and not long ago he was threatening that even if you are old Mr. At this age, I couldn't write such a copybook, so before you came, someone took that copybook and compared it with yours, so that everyone can appreciate it!"

It just so happened that the old butler Sheng took back the copybook, Song Yi nodded his chin: "Here, the copybook has been brought over, and Patriarch Sheng's ruthless request should be to let the old man evaluate this copybook."

(End of this chapter)