Mr.president, you are too gentle

From the original hesitation to the present firmness. Fang Tianluo knows what he wants to do, that is, to be open, to be crazy, and to let Wu Qing blame himself?

"Sorry, you have your principles, and I'm also doing what I think should be done. If you don't agree today, I'll be unable to get up on my knees."

Fang Tianluo firmly said to Wu Qing's parents that there was nothing in his eyes. Obviously, I am also sad, but now I can do such a firm thing.

With his words, Wu Qing's parents were very angry. Wu Qing's father smiled angrily, pointed to Fang Tianluo and said, "OK, if you want to kneel, kneel. But we can't agree that you should lift the spirit for Wu Qing. It doesn't exist!"

Hearing such a decisive refusal, Fang Tianluo's look didn't fluctuate too much, as if it was all his own intention. If Wu Qing's parents would simply agree, it would be incredible.

There were only four of them left in the mourning hall, and the others were invited out. Even other relatives of the Wu family retreated silently, knowing that this matter was an internal matter of the Wu family. It was hard for anyone to publicize it.

There is an old Chinese saying that family ugliness should not be publicized. Most of today's events mean this, so everyone will leave one after another.

There were only Wu Qing's parents, Fang Tianluo and Xu Huaibei in the venue. With Fang Tianluo's words, the venue was somewhat domineering and the atmosphere was very tense.

"Aunt and uncle, please help me. How on earth can you allow me to lift the spirit to Wu Qing?"

Fang Tianluo asked in a low voice. It was the best confession for him to kneel here.

To agree that Fang Tianluo gives Wu Qing the spirit is to agree with the love relationship between Fang Tianluo and Wu Qing. This is what Wu Qing's parents admit, and what they don't want to admit.

So now, Wu Qing's father just waved coldly and said angrily, "unless Wu Qing comes back, I will never agree with your relationship! What you say is what you say with one mouth, and we Wu Qing have no chance to say!"

The venue was quiet again. Fang Tianluo had nothing to say. What he can do now is to kneel down and let Wu Qing's parents see his determination and firm faith.

Xu Huaibei was in a dilemma. Look at this and that. There was no way to persuade Fang Tianluo, and his own thoughts were also very firm, so Xu Huaibei was helpless.

When the whole audience was quiet, a little hoarse but still clear and familiar voice came from the door. "If I come back, will I be able to accept our relationship?"

This voice is too familiar. The people in the hall were the closest people to Wu Qing. As soon as they heard it, they were shocked one after another, and then they looked up to the door.

All the architectural designs of the villa were designed by the famous grandfather architect Wu Qing. It can even be said that this villa is his painstaking work. It is a place where many people want to buy at present.

As the hall of the mourning hall, the daylighting is particularly good. Now is the time when the sun shines strongly in the morning. The door of the hall was pushed open and illuminated from the door with a halo. The person standing at the door became a backlight.