Intergalactic Era of Gossip

When the granddaughter came, the old prince could not stand still.

With a straight face, he walked over, trying to make the kind smile that he should show after meeting a junior.

Dia: "..."

Andre: "..."

In comparison, they suddenly felt that Naron's sneer was not worth mentioning, and it was not lethal.

Dia quickly adjusted his mind, smiled enthusiastically, and looked very happy: "Uncle Charles, I didn't expect to meet you here."

The old prince nodded faintly, leaned over and picked up his granddaughter from his stiff Andrews leg: "The youngest son of the Ebert family."

Andre had an urge to straighten his back in an instant.

"When I was young, I even hugged you." The old prince tried to get closer to the juniors and smiled kindly: "You stained my clothes."

Amidst the prince's grinning, Andrew trembling slightly, as if feeling a strong murderous intent.

Dia sullenly dared not laugh.

The old prince’s gaze quickly fell on Dia: "You...I remember that you followed the Monte family boy." After a moment of recollection, he patted Dia on the shoulder, revealing a look of "approval": " very nice."

Dia shivered similarly.

As an older generation of imperial ministers, Prince Charles's iron-blooded policy is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The younger generations in the circle all grew up listening to his stories. The most common sentence the parents teach their children at home is probably: "If you don't obey, you will be handed over to the prince!"

Although Dia is a grass-roots background, he rarely sees Andre dare not breathe, and the old prince’s aura is terrifying...

Jeff, who had been out of the situation, finally reacted: "You know?"

The old prince's eyes fell on him.

Jeff froze.

Damn it's scary!

"You are..." The old prince frowned, unable to find the corresponding person in his memory.

Jeff swallowed: "I just met them, so I had a few more conversations."

The old prince nodded: "Young man, great friends, very good. If my youngest son can also go out and meet a few friends, I can worry about half of the heart less."

The three young men sat obediently like quails. Except for Ilia who was still chuckling, only the old prince was still immersed in the beautiful imagination of being happy with the younger ones.

Eliya ordered a lot of small cakes. After the desserts were on the table, she poked up her **** and politely handed them out to the adults one by one.

"What about Uncle Sells?" She thought of her idol again.

As if responding to her body temperature, the box door on the opposite side suddenly opened.

Naryn and Sells both appeared in front of everyone.

With a faint smile on the face of the former, he seemed quite satisfied with the meeting. There was no expression on Sells's face, and he turned sideways and whispered a few words in the ear of the person next to him.

Dia and Andre sat directly facing the door of the box.

Seeing the boss's eyes swept over here, one lowered his head, and the other covered his face with the menu.

The old prince: "???"

Naren asked: "What's the matter?"

Sells looked back and said, "I met two acquaintances."

Naryn looked over and saw Dia and Andrew who were trying to hide their existence, and he was speechless for a while. If you remember correctly, Cels asked "Doni", and what else did he say "Nothing will happen to you?"

Dia and Andrew are both here. Do you want to take the opportunity to stop him?

Fortunately, he did not come wisely.

What Sayles said is really unbelievable!

The waiter came over with a beautifully packaged food box: "Sir, your cake."

"Seeing that you really like the desserts here, so I ordered a takeout. If you don't want to eat it, you can also try it for Ilia. Girls should like it."

Naren took it silently and thanked him, his expression a little unnatural.

Why is it so good all of a sudden? There must be a conspiracy.

He hugged the box and turned around, and said seriously: "I came by car today, so I don't need to deliver it."

Sells smiled like an old father: "Fasten your seat belt."

Naren nodded.

Sayles said, "I'll take you to the door of the store."

Naren wondered: "You won't go back?"

Sells smiled: "I also made an appointment."

Naryn: "..."

Sells: "I told him that I will be waiting for him all afternoon today."

Naryn lowered his head and looked at the food box in his hand, suddenly feeling heavy.

He hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but whispered: "Don't wait, he won't come."

Sells was curious: "You know?"

Naryn motioned to him to check the time and said, "If this point is not here yet, the possibility of the other party's appointment is almost equal to zero."

Sells shook his head: "Almost the same, not exactly the same. I will still keep my promise and continue to wait."

Naryn: "..."

Sells patted him on the shoulder and said softly: "Fortunately, you have spent most of the afternoon with me, so that I won't be alone... I will wait alone."

"Most of the afternoon?" A familiar voice came from the front.

Naryn turned around and met the salutes of two Charveys, one big and one small.

"..."

The old prince’s eyes went back and forth from his younger son and Monte’s boy. Yu Guang glanced at the gift box held by the younger son, and saw the hand that Selsi put on the younger son’s shoulder. stunned.

The stunned old prince still had a serious expression, and his empty eyes were fascinating and unpredictable.

-Very deterrent.

Narren couldn't help but shrank his neck, his eyes flickering: "Father, why are you here?"

Iliya's faint voice sounded at the same time: "Uncle, how are you together?"

Naryn: "..."

Charvy's family atmosphere suddenly became tense and subtle, but Marshal Sells, the initiator, calmly exchanged greetings with the old prince.

Their noise is not loud, but the café’s environment is inherently quiet, so it still arouses the attention of other guests.

Some people even recognized Sells's highly recognizable face and let out a short exclamation.

"marshal?"

"Really the marshal!"

"Are they here to party?"

…

Naryn followed his old father and Sells, and couldn't wait to leave this place of right and wrong right away.

But the old father said: "Little Monte, all those people recognize you."

Sells was humble: "It's just a few appearances in front of the media. There are countless people who have truly contributed to the empire. In comparison, I am too ostentatious."

Seeing that there was a tendency for the two of them to talk down, Naryn interrupted and said, "Father, I'm planning to go home, why don't I take my car?"

The old prince glanced at him faintly, and said coldly, "I want to sit down for a while."

Naryn immediately said yes to his father, no problem to his father.

He nodded in satisfaction.

Fortunately, the people who recognized Sells in the cafe weren't fanatics, and the most exciting action was just rubbing their hands and watching enthusiastically, without actually disturbing them.

The seats in the cafe are all four.

The old prince glanced at the crowd, handed the granddaughter in his hand to the upright hands of Andre, and then said to the younger son: "You sit here for a while, and I will go to the next table to chat with Little Monte."

Naryn: "..." No, I don't want it.

However, the body has faithfully obeyed his father's instructions.

The old prince said: "Let's go, Little Monte, I haven't seen your father for a long time, how is he doing?"

Dia and Andre sat upright, looking dead at home.

Naryn maintained the posture of holding the food box in his hand, and looked at each other with the two Selses who were on the opposite side.

The only thing outside the situation is probably Jeff.

"Wow, gentleman, I think you are familiar."

Naryn tilted his head and saw another familiar face.

"..."

It is not suitable to go out today.

Behind the indifferent expression, there is a tired heart hidden.

The eyes of the short-haired hit-up man are full of surprises. When the gray-green eyes looked over, he was startled for a moment.

Naryn made a "thump" in his heart, for fear that he would recognize something, and quickly turned his head, leaving him with a side face.

Jeff: "..."

He calmly said: "Who is he?"

Dia: "Jeff."

Naryn: "Why are you here?"

Dia: "I want to know too."

Naryn sneered, and suddenly felt a bit stupid to talk with the food box in his hand, so he put it on the table.

"Sales has to take his entourage even on holidays and days off?"

Dia let out a "uh" and said with a smile: "We are not the only ones who invite people to drink coffee on public holidays."

Jeff Power inserted the topic: "I don't know the name of this new friend yet?"

"Naren." Rather than handing over the introduction to Dia, who was indifferent, he preferred to give a concise answer by himself.

Jeff was very happy, admiring the newly seated black-haired beauty with his body sideways.

Naryn: "..."

Seeing that the prince's face became darker and darker, Dia finally stopped Jeff's behavior and euphemistically said that they had some business affairs to discuss, and they would chat together next time they were free.

The euphemistic eviction order did not take effect.

Jeff said, "Ah," and he was very excited at Narren.

Naron's heart is tight, is it really recognized? !

"Naren, it's nice to meet you." Jeff stretched out his hand.

"..." Naryn stared at the paw that stretched out in front of him, his eyes cold.

Andre unconsciously hugged Loli, who was silent in her hand, feeling that she was about to breathe.

Dia leaned out, held the coffee on the table, stuffed it into Jeff's hand, and said with a smile, "This coffee tastes really good."

Jeff: "???"

Dia: "Sit down and drink coffee."

Jeff: "..."

Naryn raised his eyes and said nonchalantly: "It was a coincidence that Sells and I."

Dia immediately said haha ​​twice: "Actually, Andrew and I also happened to come here to sit and sit."

Narren: "Oh, that's a coincidence."

Di Yagan laughed: "Yeah, what do you think of Andrei?"

Andre: "..."

This kind of dealing with people, Dia called himself?