As soon as I got off the mountain, the stunning female CEO took me home

"Today is the anniversary of your aunt's death, but you are talking nonsense here. Do you still have your aunt in your heart, and do you still have the etiquette, justice and integrity in your heart?"

"Those words actually came from my daughter Lin Zhennan's mouth. I really can't believe it. What the hell do you learn every day in school?"

"Come here, put her in the room and don't let her out today!!!"

Lin Zhennan finished his roar and walked away.

"Dad, no! I don't want to be locked in the room. Dad, come back..."

Lin Mengting cried and shouted.

Several bodyguards came in and said, "Miss, I'm sorry."

After apologizing first, he picked up Lin Mengting and walked out.

"Mom, please help me. All the Lin family members are attending today, and all relatives are here. Dad won't let me attend. How will I see anyone in the future? People will think that Dad doesn't recognize me as his daughter... …mom……"

Lin Mengting was carried away by bodyguards while crying.

Park Meili remained silent, lowered her head, and looked forward with gloomy eyes.

The clenched fists and the cardamom-stained nails were dug into the palms of the hands without even realizing it.

I don't know how many minutes passed before Pu Meili slowly turned her head and looked at Shen Xiaoru and Luo Xiaoxiao with gloomy eyes.

From his own hand, he threw the piece of dough that she spit on to Shen Xiaoru.

"Use this piece of dough, I've already kneaded it."

"it is good!"

Shen Xiaoru agreed and went to pick up the noodles.

"oops!"

But just when they met, Luo Xiaoxiao secretly kicked him in the leg.

Shen Xiaoru reacted immediately, shouted, and the dough in her hand fell to the ground...

"What, what should I do? Er Niang?"

Shen Xiaoru was trembling and at a loss.

Park Meili was so angry...

But there was nothing he could do, so he turned around and left the kitchen.

After Pu Meili left, Shen Xiaoru asked Luo Xiaoxiao in a low voice.

"What's wrong with that noodle? Why don't you let me take it?"

Luo Xiaoxiao glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he lowered his voice and whispered, "I think the look in that woman's eyes was wrong. When she handed you the dough, she grinned at the corner of her mouth. She usually wants to do something bad. Women all have that kind of expression, have you seen "The Legend of Zhen Huan"?"

"I'll go." Shen Xiaoru rolled her eyes, "Scare me to death. I'll let you find out she was poisoned!"

"Why poison it? This is for sacrificing your mother-in-law, and you won't actually eat it, so why poison it?"

Shen Xiaoru thought the same thing, "Since poisoning is impossible, why don't you let me pick it up?"

Luo Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes with a sly look on his face, "Do you know who in this world should not be offended the most?"

"President? Underground emperor?"

"No, no, no..." Luo Xiaoxiao shook her finger and lowered her voice, "It's the chef!!!"

"Chef?" Shen Xiaoru looked incredulous.

“I once saw with my own eyes that a diner was disrespectful to a chef in a restaurant. When the chef was serving her food, he spit a mouthful of phlegm in the food, so he covered it up with chopsticks and served it. As a result, the woman thought it was cheese sprinkled by the kitchen for her, and she ate it all with great pride..."

"vomit!"

Before Luo Xiaoxiao finished speaking, Shen Xiaoru retched, "Stop talking, stop talking, my mother-in-law's sacrificial cakes must be made by myself, and must not be borrowed from others, Xiaoxiao, come and help me. "

"it is good!"

Luo Xiaoxiao raised his eyebrows. The more Shen Xiaoru relied on her, the more stable her position became.

……

It's about nine o'clock in the morning.

The guests and friends who came to attend the sacrifice came one after another with luxury cars, almost filling up the Lin family manor.

The people who got off the bus were all wearing black suits, with white flowers on their chests, and their expressions were solemn and solemn.

In the Lin family ancestral hall.

The clergy had already begun to dance the sacrificial dance.

Drums, bells, spells...

Guan Yao's photo was placed on a large altar table.

The three pillars in front of the photo are full of fragrance, and there are all kinds of offerings on the table. In the front are pastries made by Shen Xiaoru.

Guan Yao's father is Guan Nianhua, the leader of the most famous Tiangang League in the world.

There are more than tens of thousands of disciples in the alliance, scattered all over the country, and they have a very important position in the world.

Guan Yao has only one younger brother, Guan Yi, the captain of the Rongcheng Patrol Team.

At this moment, Guan Yi supported the old lady housekeeper, who had already burst into tears, and burned paper for Guan Yao in the earthen basin in front of the altar.

"Grandma, my condolences, don't break your body from crying, Mother in Heaven will feel uncomfortable after seeing it."

Lin Yue helped the housekeeper's old lady up and said sanctimoniously.

The old lady housekeeper looked at Lin Yue with a look of relief.

Guan Nianhua sighed and said, "Xiao Yue, today is the anniversary of your mother's death and your birthday. After today, you will be 23 years old, right?"

"Yes!" Lin Yue replied.

"23 years old is no longer young, he is an adult!" Guan Nianhua sighed.

"You are the only flesh and blood that Yaoyao has left in this world. You are the only grandson of my steward. I have discussed it with your uncle before coming here. I am going to hand over the Tiangang Alliance to you. You will pull out the Blood Dome Sword later and borrow it. With all my energy, I will announce it to everyone.”