Young Master, Don't Bother Me

Leng Yu stepped on the brake in a hurry. After a harsh sound, Luo Xiaojing, who was pulled back by the safety belt, slammed into the seat.

The people who rushed out were also frozen in the same place. When Luo Xiaojing came back, his sight through the windshield happened to meet him.

Looking at the age of about 50 years old, in the short hair with clear roots, a few strands of silver are mixed with it. The deep sea like eyes are covered with a layer of dark astringency, and the mood is full of unspeakable embarrassment.

"Second uncle?"

Leng Yu on his side loosens his grip on the steering wheel and pushes the door to get out of the car. When he meets her, Luo Xiaojing sees that he looks in her direction intentionally.

"I'm sorry, Yu. I scared you."

With the window open, Leng Jinghong comes with a hoarse voice. Luo Xiaojing's eyebrows wrinkle involuntarily. She finds that the voice is more uncomfortable than his eyes.

"How did you rush out there? It's dangerous." Leng Yu deliberately moved his lower body to block Luo Xiaojing. The worry of his eyes swept all over his body and slowed down his speed. "I almost hit you."

It is self-evident that the politeness of alienation, Leng Jinghong awkwardly hook his lips: "is for you to hold the heart broken Zhou ya, a strong urge me, I am worried, on..."

Speaking of this, he deliberately stopped and looked sideways at the girl sitting in the co pilot's seat: "is she Luo Xiaojing?"

Leng Yu's face was cold: "second uncle, if you come to be a lobbyist for her, please go back."

Leng Yu will not make any concessions in the matter between him and Luo Xiaojing, no matter who he will face.

"I'm on your side." Leng Jinghong quickly expressed her attitude, "but since she has opened her mouth, I always want to give her some thin noodles."

Looking at him suspiciously, Leng Yu's tall eyebrows seem to say that he doesn't believe it. Leng Jinghong looks at Luo Xiaojing who is on pins and needles again: "the second uncle didn't cheat you."

"And how are you going to do it?"

Leng Jinghong shrugged: "tell the truth."

"Now I believe in the second uncle." Leng Jinghong knows his temper. If he helps him hide it, he will think that Leng Jinghong is on Zhou Ya's side.

"Yu, are you serious about designer Luo?" The Mou light one receives, he is to ask a way again.

"What do you think of the second uncle?"

Calm as usual in the firm let Leng Jinghong slightly lengxia, he hesitated for a moment, and then take a deep breath: "then I know how to help you persuade my sister-in-law who does not know how to let go."

The tense atmosphere gradually melted with Leng Jinghong's words. Leng Yu opened the back door with a smile: "where is the second uncle going? I'll see you off."

"Isn't it nice to bother you with your date with designer Lo?" Although Leng Jinghong said so, he stepped in with one foot and held on in the back seat. A ray of light was fixed on Luo Xiaojing.

"Let me introduce you. This is my second uncle."

"Good second uncle."

Luo Xiaojing smiles, turns back to say hello, Leng Jinghong also in an instant fades the eye fundus ruthlessness to change to the gentle: "Luo designer, hello."

Their eyes contact again. Leng Jinghong is stunned for a moment. Luo Xiaojing looks like someone's pupil in his memory, which suddenly makes him feel as if he is separated from others.

Like, it's so like, it's a replica of her youth.

The uncomfortable feeling comes again. After greeting, Luo Xiaojing sits upright. Her stiff constitution is not good at dealing with strangers at all. Moreover, this person is the second uncle of the great God and an elder.

Vaguely, I also heard what he and Dashen said outside the car, but the woman's intuition told her that Dashen's second uncle was not on her side and Lengyu's side.

Nervously clenching his palm, he breathed a clear turbid air. He only heard Leng Yu ask, "second uncle, where are you going?"

"Oh, just put me on Linxing road. I'll let my driver wait for me there."

He gives Luo Xiaojing a look in his eyes. Leng Yu reaches out his hand and slowly covers the back of her cool hand. He can see her discomfort, but since he meets them, he can't let them avoid Leng Jinghong.

Arriving at Linxing Road, Leng Jinghong got off the bus.

"Yu, I'll try to help you persuade her."

She, of course, refers to Zhou ya. Leng Yu smiles back and starts the car again, driving Luo Xiaojing away in a hurry.

Looking at the car disappearing in sight, the harmlessness on Leng Jinghong's face gradually faded. Luo Xiaojing's eyes, which looked like hers, reappeared. He shook his head hard and went to the corner to take out his mobile phone.

"I've seen Yu." Dialing Zhou Ya's number, Leng Jinghong goes straight to the theme, "he's with designer Luo. It's a definite relationship to see."

"Didn't Luo Xiaojing move out of Nanyuan?"

Zhou Ya's low roar was a little shocked. Leng Jinghong took the receiver away a little: "sister-in-law, calm down first. I think if you want to listen to your words and marry the Duan family, you can't do it this way."

"Jinghong, I know what you said, but I'm worried."

"Luo Xiaojing, a little designer with no background, is really not suitable to be the daughter-in-law of Lengjia." Leng Jinghong comforted again, "I said I would help and I will help, but before that, I have something to ask my sister-in-law for confirmation.""What's the matter?"

"Luo Xiaojing, she..." Can't forget the shadow in Leng Jinghong's brain heavy pass, "can't be Luo Rou's daughter?"

……

Because of Leng Jinghong's accident, Luo Xiaojing has been absent-minded since he got off the bus.

At the restaurant, Leng Yu ordered her favorite dishes according to her appetite. When the dishes were ready, she picked up the chopsticks and put them down.

“BOSS……” Don't ask to come out can suffocate to death, Luo Xiaojing probed toward his direction, "your second uncle, really can't say what with aunt?"

"As far as I know, he doesn't like to chew his tongue very much." For Leng Jinghong, he didn't want to say too much. Seeing that Luo Xiaojing's plate was still empty, he gave her a piece of Longjing shrimp. "Eat first. When you're full, you can think of other things."

"But I can't eat it." Luo Xiaojing doesn't want to be disappointed, but she is really worried now. When she decides to be with Dashen, she is ready to face everything, but zhouya, the mountain that she can't climb, makes her helpless.

Luo Xiaojing doesn't know if there will be three or four uncles after moving out a second uncle. Whether Zhou Ya will move out the whole Leng family and persuade Da Shen not to be with her.

"I'll take care of everything." In Luo Xiaojing's current state, Leng Yu knows that nothing will be useful. "You don't have to worry about what you need to do to please your future mother-in-law. She's my own mother. I can handle it."

The future mother-in-law?

Luo Xiaojing didn't think so, but she and Dashen just got together for a short time.

"You misunderstood boss. I'm not trying to please her. At present, I just hope my aunt doesn't hate me too much."

Leng Yu didn't pick up her stubble. As soon as he put down his chopsticks, he deliberately put on an injured look: "you didn't even think about marrying me?"