The whole capital thinks I'm a lone star

Chapter 399

A good chair turns into a pile of broken wood in an instant.

His anger subsided a little, and he turned his head and left the meeting hall as if nothing had happened.

Outside the conference hall, there was a disciple who had been guarding all the time. Hearing the movement just now, and now seeing someone coming out, he hurriedly asked, "Master Luo, what happened?"

"fine."

With hands behind his back, Wei Zhao walked out of the courtyard like a leisurely stroll.

The disciple wanted to tidy up the conference hall, and went in to see that Kong Lao's favorite chair had turned into a pile of waste wood.

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This is also called all right?
This is a big deal, how can Mr. Kong explain it when he comes back?

The young disciple's sad little face was wrinkled, and the instigator had already been surrounded by Jiang Jiuge, Li Jinghong and Kong Yunxi to the top of the mountain.

"Seventeen, I must celebrate for you today." Jiang Jiuge was about to grab Weizhao's arm as he spoke, but was pushed away by Li Jinghong.

She glared at Li Jinghong, and didn't insist on holding Wei Zhao's arm anymore, she just said: "The day when Mr. Kong announced that you were the heir should have been celebrated, who knew it took so long for you to discuss.

Is everything settled? "

"Well, it's settled." Wei Zhao was lazily arguing with a group of old men. After arguing for five days, she finally got the new rules out. Now she just wants to let go.

"That's good." Jiang Jiuge didn't pay much attention to the new regulations, but was happy for Wei Zhao.

Li Jinghong and Kong Yunxi are different.

Hearing that the new regulations were set, Li Jinghong wanted to ask, but felt that now was not a good time.

But Kong Yunxi just took a deep look at Wei Zhao, and swiped open his folding fan. The clusters of embroidered flowers on the fan were so realistic that they could attract butterflies.

Jiang Jiuge took a look, "It's really a peacock."

Kong Yunxi: "Be careful, I will beat you."

Li Jinghong: "How dare you!"

Kong Yunxi laughed, "What am I afraid of? There are things I dare not do in the league? What a joke!"

Li Jinghong sneered and watched him pretend, "With Uncle Kong here, what dare you do?"

Kong Yunxi smiled, "You are wrong. Just a quarter of an hour ago, my father took my mother to travel around the world. No one can care about me. Speaking of which, I have to thank Luo Shiqi. If he hadn't become the heir, my father would have left. Do not enlighten Songcheng."

This is really the pot that doesn't open and which pot to lift, Wei Zhao just wants to kick him down the mountain.

They talked and laughed and reached the top of the mountain, Yingshi Heiyi and Qin Li had already prepared the barbecue.

Kong Yunxi's maid, Lu He, brought wine.

The smell of meat and the smell of wine overflowed. Just as the dusk fell, there were endless laughter and laughter on the top of the mountain. All of them were young people, and all of them were full of spirit.

Li Jinghong drank a few more bowls of wine, a little over the top, and shouted at the valley: "Jiang Jiuge, I will definitely marry you in the future."

Jiang Jiuge was stunned for a moment, then got up, "If you dare to make fun of me, see if I don't beat you to death."

"Oh, don't hit Jiu Ge, I'm serious."

"I think you deserve a beating."

Li Jinghong shouted while running, Jiang Jiuge chased him and beat him.

Kong Yunxi looked at them with a smile, raised his head and drank a bowl of wine.

He poured another bowl and looked at Wei Zhao, "Come on, let's drink one, to celebrate that our wishes come true."

Wei Zhao touched him with the bowl, she took a sip, and Kong Yunxi did it.

He also seemed to be a little drunk, looking up at the stars in the sky, he smiled flamboyantly, "I think I should go outside to have a look, I haven't been to places other than Mingsong City."

Speaking of which, his situation is somewhat similar to Li Jinghong's. Their parents were too glorious, but they themselves failed to inherit that talent.

It is rare to see a trace of frustration in the proud peacock eyes.

(End of this chapter)