Mr. President, Unbridled Love

Chapter 1475: Mr. Lu Huanting, why are you so shameless (addition 1)

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"Why don't you understand, Dad did this for..."

"Prime Minister Lu, please wait a moment." Xin Luo suddenly stopped Lu Huanting when he was about to perform affectionately again.

"Prime Minister Lu, I'm Yue Xinluo, Yuchen's fiancée. I'm sorry to interrupt you... I... It's actually the first time I've seen you, and I want to introduce myself to you, by the way, hello."

Xin Luo's attitude was very sincere, and the smile on his face was sweet and shy.

Looking at it this way, she looks like an embarrassed little daughter-in-law who is meeting her fiancé's father for the first time.

"Yue Xinluo... Oh, I know you, the daughter of the Duke of Redington." Lu Huanting's gentle face became serious, as if because of Xinluo's identity, he was displeased.

As Lu Yuchen's opponent, he naturally didn't want his son to have such support as the Redington family.

Lu Huanting raised his face and looked at Xinluo critically.

"Your father, the Duke of Redington, is really reckless. Although it is not good to say such things when we meet for the first time, Miss Yue, I regret to tell you that as the Prime Minister of Huaguo and Yuchen's father, I am afraid There is no way to agree with your daughter-in-law."

"My woman, I don't need your approval." Lu Yuchen replied coldly.

At this moment, Xin Luo dissuaded him, "Yu Chen, don't say that, I think Prime Minister Lu is quite right."

"Little Luo, why do you..."

Xin Luo took Lu Yuchen's arm and smiled at him: "Could it be that Prime Minister Lu is wrong? He said it was the first time he met me, and it is indeed the first time we have met."

"I have been with you for five years. During these five years, we met grandma, mother, and other heads of the Lu family. I also gave birth to three lovely babies for you."

"However, in such a long period of time, I have never met your father. Until today, I finally met the legendary Prime Minister Lu... Well, I haven't met once in five years, so I have the nerve to pretend to be A loving father who cares for his son."

When Xin Luo said this, she took Lu Yuchen's arm and said to Lu Huanting who was standing opposite.

"Prime Minister Lu, your acting skills are really bad. It's better not to act if you just tear it apart. Anyway... in the whole Huaguo, who doesn't know that you abandoned your wife from the beginning to the end for the sake of your mistress and illegitimate child. You bastard? If I were you, I wouldn't have the face to pretend to be a loving father, it's embarrassing!"

Lu Huanting was reprimanded by Xinluo for a while, but he didn't think of the words to fight back for a long time.

He was too careless just now, when he saw a little girl in Yue Xinluo, he was quite conscious and fell in her way.

Five years, five years, three grandchildren were born, and he has never seen any of them, even this is the first time he has seen this woman.

Lu Huanting felt that the eyes of the people around him had changed from contempt to ridicule.

For the first time, I felt frustrated and regretful.

The reason why he didn't dare to make a big fuss about leaving the Lu family was to protect his public image.

But now, as the prime minister of a country, he has always maintained a stalwart image, so, just...

"Yue Xinluo, keep your mouth clean for me!" Seeing Lu Huanting's lost expression, Lu Yishen couldn't help pointing at Xinluo.

"This is Huaguo, not Europe, and it's not your turn to show off your power! You, the Reddington family, are not qualified to appear here, let alone at our Huaguo dinner party. You, get out of here now." !"

"Whether you are qualified or not is not up to you." Yue Ze stepped forward, standing in front of Lu Yishen and Xin Luo.

Xin Luo is too lazy to talk to Lu Yishen, but Yue Ze can't see his sister being bullied.

"What are you?" Lu Yishen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Me? Huh..." Yue Ze raised the corners of his lips, and a light flashed in his dark blue eyes, "I am Xin Luo's brother."

[The author has something to say] Continue to write, my hand is not finished yet, I can't write if I can't write, but I will make up for it on weekends