Reborn 1990 Pocket

Chapter 1151 You want me to marry Tong Ya?

Yijing couldn't help being surprised: "Who else said that?"

Jun Fan: "Me."

After listening to Yijing, he thought for a while and said, "It's nothing strange. No matter friends or what, people will come together because of common hobbies or common language. I can talk to Jun Fan and the others." We have maintained friendship since we were young, and to a large extent, our personalities are similar, right." The last question was for Jun Fan.

Otherwise, separated from home and abroad, how could it be possible to maintain the friendship for more than ten years just relying on the idea of ​​friendship when I was a child.

But Jun Fan said: "Jing Jing is just like Ah Li, they are both people who make people feel distressed."

Yijing didn't understand this sentence, she just thought it was Junfan who said it gently.

But Luo Jiang understood. Looking at the three people in the car, he suddenly felt jealous. He was jealous of the friendship between Mu Yijing and Jun's family. They had been at home and abroad for so long. When they were young, their communication was not developed and they didn't have a mobile phone. However, they were still able to keep in touch by relying on letters that came and went until later, with the development of communication, computers, and mobile phones.

This is talking about the fate between people.

The car stopped in front of Luo's house.

Before Luo Jiang got off the car.

Jun Fan urged, "Talk to your uncle and aunt, don't get angry, especially uncle."

Luo Jiang said that I don't need you to tell me; "If the old man doesn't get better, I have to stay here forever. I don't want to be like an old man at a young age, so I won't be angry with him at this time, don't worry I'm so tired, go back." With a bang, he closed the car door.

"Goodbye." Yijing waved her paw.

"Take care." Tong Ya followed suit.

The two simultaneous and sympathetic expressions made Luo Jiang so annoyed that he wanted to hit someone. At this moment, a servant came out of the room. He said, let's go, and walked into the courtyard with long legs.

Jun Fan's car also drove away at the same time.

The servant hurriedly said, "Master, Madam has been waiting for you to come back."

Luo Jiang frowned; "Where is my dad, is he asleep?"

The servant replied; "No, sir is waiting for you too."

Waiting for him, and for the agency of the company?
Luo Jiang put his hands in his pockets and frowned while entering the room while meditating. On the sofa in the room, Mrs. Luo was holding a cup and drinking tea. Father Luo was lying on the bed. When he saw him coming in, he opened his mouth and asked, "Where is the child?" ?”

Luo Jiang thought he was asking Jun Fan, and replied quietly; "Of course I'm going home, otherwise I'll stay at our house and wait for the theater."

Mrs. Luo said dissatisfiedly, "Why are you talking to your dad? I didn't know your dad was sick."

Luo Jiang said impatiently: "...If he wasn't sick, would you let me come back? Sometimes I really don't know whether you owe me or I owe you."

Fortunately, Luo's father has adapted to the relationship between father and son, and he answered his words without any disturbance, "It is precisely because our family is in such a state of chaos that we need to keep people more. I discussed it with your mother." Now, you are just at the age to get married, that child, we think it is feasible."

Mrs. Luo also said, "Although you are younger, fortunately, the Jun family doesn't care about age. As long as you treat them well enough, they will definitely not have any objections."

The more Luo Jiang heard it, the more he felt something was wrong.

What is the age of marriage, and what is the child, we seem to be feasible.

Being in a wealthy family, Luo Jiang already knew that any fluctuations in a family business need to be stabilized by marriage, and he was prepared before he came back, but he listened to his parents...

Tong Ya's figure appeared in his mind, and he said, "You want me to marry Tong Ya?"

(End of this chapter)