The king is rich and young: My apprentice has been pitted again!

Chapter 468 The Glory of Youth Dream

The Rong family villa.

Where the glory is, where the focus is.

He is like the eye of a typhoon, the focus of everyone.Last time, the leader of the criminal was captured, and his deeds spread, and people from all walks of life came here admiringly.

In front of the reporter's camera, a handsome figure is matched with a decent military uniform, and a resolute face reveals a sense of arrogance.

Rong Yao's most handsome moment was when he raised his head and chest, raised his right hand, stood in front of Rong Quan and performed a standard military salute.

At that moment, on his right shoulder was a gleaming military emblem, as if wearing the glory of his youthful dreams.The corner of his lips shouted "Hello, Chief", as if he had made a strong oath, and he did not forget his original belief!

A pair of obsidian-like eyes, like the dawn of dawn.

However, after the salute, where the eyes went, no one noticed, it was slightly dim in the morning light...

Rong Yao originally wanted to be like Wang Shuo, heal his injury quietly and return to the team officially.It's a pity that his father Rong Qi disagreed and had to let him rush over from the old house to attend such a large gathering.

The euphemistic name is: farewell party.

Of course, in order to have something to write for the media, Rong Qi also invited other people, namely Rong Yao's comrades in arms.

Among the hustle and bustle, Rong Yao stood and hid from the reporters, and Rong Quan walked to his grandson: "Boy, let me block it for you and go to the back garden."

Rong Yao just wanted to leave the scene as soon as possible. A very small number of journalists with professional ethics took photos of Wang Shuo and other comrades-in-arms and interviewed more content related to that deed; The camera is always chasing after Rong Yao, asking why he shows up less than his elder brother since he was a child?What if the heir of the Rong Group is the elder brother?Some people even inquired about his age and asked him if he was engaged.

He's not yet 19 years old, and his family doesn't urge him to get married, but it really broke the hearts of these reporters!
"Rong Shao, may I ask you..." The reporters stepped up to ask with the microphones, and the cameraman stared at Rong Yao almost from all angles.

"I'll come, I'll answer." Rong Quan came over to make a rescue, wanting Rong Yao to leave quickly.

With Rong Quan's help, Rong Yao finally pulled away and slipped into the back garden.

The back garden of Rong's family is very big. I don't understand why grandpa asked him to visit the back garden if he didn't let him go.
Back garden, rockery.

Before Rong Yao took a few steps, his eyes seemed to capture a slender figure at the speed of light.

It was strange that he didn't even think about it, why did she come here?The first thing that came to mind was...how did she lose weight again?
"Hey, isn't that surprising?" Lin Wu saw Rong Yao's handsome face remained unchanged, as handsome as ever, with a cold and haughty look on top of it.

The difference is that Rong Yao changed his usual attire into a military uniform, his image has changed, his demeanor is more handsome, and he is more handsome!

"Hi, you're here." The morning breeze blew across the back garden, even if he stood in front of her during the day, those obsidian eyes made people feel like stars were falling.

Shining like a star.

"Are you leaving?" She smiled like a spring breeze, with flower vines falling above her head, and many flower buds were competing to bloom.Wisteria twines around the rockery and winds up.

The purple ears are hanging, and the flowers are numerous and fragrant.

"Yeah." He remembered Wang Shuo said that purple was her favorite color.At this time, she seems to be integrated with the wisteria flower,
At the moment, in his opinion, purple is indeed the most suitable color for her, quiet, romantic, and elegant.

If he recalled correctly, wisteria is a temperate plant that buds in March and blooms in April.

It's only March now, is the weather unusual?
The buds of the vines are all in bloom, what he has seen in previous years, no matter how good the flowers bloom, is not as good as this year's scene.

The most beautiful is not the tree with flowers, but her under the flowers.

(End of this chapter)