The whole capital thinks I'm a lone star

Chapter 493 If you can marry a little bastard, maybe you will be another little bastard
Rong Jin had an indifferent face and cold eyes, "You're courting death!"

Huo Tian was unmoved, and even said to Wei Zhao: "Look, you don't respect the old!"

Wei Zhao still smiled, "If you guessed correctly, this is Senior Huo, the leader of the martial arts alliance."

Huo Tian laughed loudly, "Girl dolls have eyes, and I do."

Wei Zhao also laughed, "Of course, otherwise why would he marry Rong Jin!"

Huo Tian: "."

froze!
Rong Jin smiled like a spring breeze.

He brought food for Wei Zhao, Wei Zhao ate it with peace of mind, and smiled at him, "You eat too."

Huo Tian: "."

He figured it out, if he could marry a little bastard, he might be another little bastard.

I have to say that Chairman Huo has a really good eye. If he meets Chief Kong of the Alliance, he will definitely be able to chat.

After lunch, tea and pastries were replaced on the table.

Huo Tian took a bite, "It tastes good."

He took another sip of tea, "It's really good."

Rong Jin looked coldly, "Why don't you leave!"

Eat and eat, drink and drink, this bad old man is really an eyesore.

He is sitting here, and Zhaoer won't let him hug him.

Leader Huo didn't want to lose face, he didn't leave even after being kicked out like this, seeing the little bastard's face getting colder and colder, he ate a plate of pastries out of joy.

If it weren't for the disciples who came to report and urgent matters to be dealt with, leader Huo could still have dinner.

Wei Zhao looked at the backs of President Huo and his disciples away, and shook his head.

Rong Jin put his arms around her waist, "Zhaoer look at me, what's so interesting about the old man."

Wei Zhao turned his head and reached out to pinch his ears, "I didn't expect President Huo to be like this."

Rong Jin hummed, he is a bad old man.

In the afternoon, Wei Zhao felt bored, so Rong Jin went out with her.

The martial arts conference is about to be held, and the forest city is very lively. Today, there is a performance by the world-renowned juggling troupe, Yangchun Troupe.

Wei Zhao and the others arrived late, so they could only stand on the periphery.

They stand in a relatively remote position, so they can see the performance and it will not be too crowded.

The juggling of Yangchun class is famous all over the world, and the spectators applaud again and again.

Wei Zhao and the others stood here for a while, when a man who looked like a junior came over, "Guys, a young master wants to invite you."

Several people looked in the direction of the little second finger, and by the window on the second floor, a young man in a blue dress was smiling at them.

Follow Xiaoer upstairs.

It was a box, and there were guards standing outside, with shallow breathing and a calm demeanor.

Wei Zhao and Rong Jin went in, and when Qin Chi and Huai Xu were about to enter, they stopped them.

Wei Zhao turned his head, "Then let's watch outside."

Inside the house, the young master had a baby face, he looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, and there was a maid standing behind him.

Wei Zhao smiled, "Thank you for the invitation."

The little prince smiled, with a pure and harmless smile on the doll's face, "It's a matter of little effort, Mo Xiang, serve the tea."

The maidservant poured tea for Wei Zhao and Rong Jin. The tea pouring movements looked well-trained, and she quickly came back behind the young master.

The location on the second floor is excellent, with a wide view, the juggling is still going on, and there are constant applause from all directions.

The three of them watched the juggling quietly. On the high stage, when the show changed, the young master casually said, "Mu Ling, I don't know what the two elder brothers should be called?"

Wei Zhao smiled slightly, "Luo Shiqi," pointing at Rong Jin, "Rong Jiu."

Mu Ling spoke sweetly, and immediately shouted: "Brother Seventeen, Brother Rong Jiu, I wonder if Mu Ling can call you two like that?"

Rong Jin was too lazy to talk to the child, Wei Zhao smiled, "Of course, brother Mu Ling."

Mu Ling smiled happily, the baby's face was full of innocence.

(End of this chapter)