He has been by his side since he was 13 years old, and he has treated him like his own son. The point is that Ye Hai will definitely be successful in the future, so he always hopes that his son can get along well with Ye Hai. If he has any troubles in the future, he will not count on his family, at least Ye Hai can take care of him.
"Then who saved you?" Leng Jinpeng didn't want to make Leng Qirui unhappy, so he changed the subject.
"A very good-looking girl with good hands."
Seeing the warmth radiating from Leng Qirui's brows, knowing his son Mo Ruofu, even though it was just a look, Leng Jinpeng knew that his son had taken a fancy to him.
"Who? Do you know him? If you like it, you can take it home and have a look. I think differently from your grandparents. The person you like, as long as they have good moral character, it doesn't matter if they come from a bad family background."
What's more, a girl who can draw her sword to help in the face of injustice is no worse.
Speaking of that girl, Leng Qirui, who had soft eyes, suddenly became irritable.
Now for him, anyone can be his rival in love, but it can't be his father!
"Dad, let me ask you, you don't accept so many rich and famous ladies introduced by your grandparents, saying that you can't let go of your relationship with my mother. If this is the case, why do you still find Zhong Nuannuan to fall in love?"
Leng Jinpeng: ...? ?
"I'm not preventing you from falling in love, and I'm not against you finding a younger one. But how old is Zhong Nuannuan? 18 years old! The same age as me! You are 44, and she is 26 years older than her. You The grass is too tender!"
Leng Jinpeng: ...! ! !
"If it's someone else, I can bear it if you are willful, but let me tell you, I like Zhong Nuannuan too! Even if I can't be with her, I don't want her to become my stepmother in the end!"
"shut up!"
Leng Jinpeng slammed the table with a "slap" and shouted angrily.
The thick penetrating power passed through the wall and reached the ears of everyone outside the door.
When Qu Mingyi heard that the father and son were about to fight again, he had a headache, so he knocked on the door and opened it.
Afterwards, Qu Mingyi, Ye Hai, Chi Yang, and Zhong Nuannuan filed in, and what they saw was Leng Jinpeng and Leng Qirui glaring at each other, the father and son blushing and staring at each other thickly.
"What's the matter? Can't you talk well if you have something to say? Xiao Rui, your father is still sick and can't stand the stimulation, so can't you stop for a while?"
Although Qu Mingyi was very patient with Leng Qirui, he thought that if this was his son, he would kill him every minute!
Leng Qirui looked at Zhong Nuannuan who walked in, and became even more angry in his heart.
"You didn't go to study at night, just to visit my father's illness. This year-end love is really touching!"
Zhong Nuannuan: "Ah..."
Everyone:...? ? ? What the hell
"Leng Qirui, what are you talking about?" Leng Jinpeng felt a surge of blood rushing to his brain, making him dizzy with anger. This brat, it's okay to talk nonsense in front of him, but he dares to talk nonsense in front of so many people. Really mad at him!
"You know what I said. Let me tell you, no matter how much you love each other, I, no, accept, accept this relationship!"
There was an eerie silence...
"Well, brother, you didn't see the short message I sent you later?"
"what news?"
"Ahem, where's your phone?"
"No." Leng Qirui responded with a grim expression.
Then there is no way...