Poultry world leader

Holding the wine glass, Lang Junxian touched him lightly, looked at him deeply, "It's about to start."

"Mm." Mo Qin snorted, reluctantly touched the little rabbit twice, then hugged the rabbit in one hand, and walked towards the center of the venue with the wine glass in the other.

The people sitting in the center of the meeting place are all the people with quite status and prestige from the Shangjing family. There are many old fried dough sticks among these people. uneven.

There was a thick black air all around, the atmosphere was stagnant and embarrassing, no one took the initiative to make a sound, and some people from the outside wanted to take the opportunity to come over to get close, seeing their dark faces, they all retreated.

Mo Qin didn't care about this, he didn't seem to see the dark faces of those present, he shook the wine glass casually, and said in a frivolous tone, "How are you playing?"

"..."

The faces of the few people present were ugly one by one.

Mo Qin smiled and let out Lang Junxian who was behind him, "This is my college classmate. He has just arrived in Shangjing. He is new here, so I need everyone to take care of him."

Everyone in the aristocratic family looked at him as if you were insane.

Mo Qin smiled indifferently, as if he didn't care, moved to the side to make room for Lang Junxian.

Lang Junxian was completely exposed, and a face very similar to Lang Juntian was revealed just like that.Everyone here gasped.picture.so similar.

Lang Junxian didn't seem to notice their abnormality, and he greeted them politely with a neither humble nor overbearing attitude, "Junior Lang Junxian, thank you for your care."

The members of the aristocratic family scanned Lang Juntian and Lang Junxian's faces back and forth in amazement, wishing to see a flower.

"Lang Junxian? Which Lang?" Lang Juntian asked in a deep voice.

"Shang Shulang's Lang."

The expressions of the crowd were suddenly indescribable, and they all looked at Lang Juntian with a look of "you really are the flamboyant one who stayed outside".

Lang Juntian's face was flushed, but his heart was also vacillating. The child in front of him seemed to be in his twenties, and his appearance was very similar to him. With this surname... Don't blame others for thinking too much, he himself thought about it back and forth This is the species when it is accidentally left outside.

"Speaking of which, Jun Xian and Patriarch Lang may have been in the same family 500 years ago." Mo Qin said with a half-smile.

Everyone looked at him with unfathomable eyes, maybe it didn't have to be 500 years ago, but now he is a family.

The fire of the eight monsters was blazing, and everyone was holding their breath and waiting to see the good show.

Lang Juntian held back and couldn't help asking, "Where is Mr. Lang from?"

"No father, no mother, no fixed place to live." Lang Junxian stopped back lightly, and didn't seem to care.

Others looked at Lang Juntian with the same expressions on their faces, an orphan without a father and a mother, and they looked so similar. This setting is definitely the seed left by an old man who had a good night.

Lang Juntian's eyes flickered, and he wanted to ask again, when he saw a beautiful boy approaching Lang Junxian and whispered something in Lang Junxian's ear, Lang Junxian turned his head and said "excuse me" and followed others gone.

Before Lang Juntian could ask the question, he held it back abruptly.

Mo Qin slumped on the seat as if he had no bones, swaying with Erlang's legs up and down, the little rabbit was bouncing up and down on his legs, and soon fell asleep due to the shaking.The upper and lower eyelids are closed and closed.

Mo Qin was looking at his little rabbit, and suddenly he heard Lang Juntian ask, "Nephew Mo Xian, where is your classmate from?"

"I don't know." The little rabbit was awakened by his sudden sound, and with big round eyes staring at Mo Qin's arms helplessly.Mo Qin gently held him in his arms, and rolled his eyes impatiently, "I just heard that he was picked up and raised by someone. When I was a child, my brain was injured and I don't remember anything. This name is still the jade pendant I wore close to my body. It's there."

"Jade pendant..." Lang Juntian murmured to himself, and after a while, he didn't know what he thought of, his eyes lit up, and he left in a hurry.

The others laughed at him for rushing back to recognize his son.

It's no secret that the Lang family is young and weak, but now that a young and promising son like Lang Junxian suddenly appears, Lang Juntian doesn't know why he is secretly happy.

Everyone secretly slandered in their hearts, but it was not certain whether the son would recognize him or not.

Lang Juntian returned home in a hurry, rummaged through the old collection, and finally found a dull jade pendant. This jade pendant was in the shape of a fish, and the smooth curve looked like half of a Yin-Yang diagram. .

Lang Juntian looked at the half jade pendant in his hand with satisfaction, wiped it carefully, and put it in his bosom.

After the banquet, Lang Junxian and Bai Maomao continued to eat, drink and play.

There has been no movement in the Lang family since then, and Bai Maomao is in a state of turmoil, always feeling that things will not go well.Lang Junxian has a plan in mind.

Sure enough, another week later, someone from the Lang family came over.

Lang Junxian hooked the corners of his mouth secretly, and accompanied them in acting.

Lang Juntian's eyes were red, and his well-maintained face was haggard. Holding the half jade pendant in his hand, he looked at Lang Junxian hesitantly.

Lang Junxian's acting skills are not bad, and he has no stage fright in the face of such a big battle. He greeted him politely and asked politely: "Master Lang, who is this?"

Lang Juntian's eye circles became redder immediately, and he looked at him with a guilty face, "Jun Xian, yes, I am sorry for you."

"What does Patriarch mean?" Lang Junxian's face was justly confused.

Lang Juntian was satisfied when he saw his performance, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.He pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes, "It's a long story, let's go in first."

Several people came to the house and sat down.Lang Juntian looked around, his straight back seemed to be crushed, "Is this how you live all these years?"

He let out a long sigh, his face full of vicissitudes, "I am the one who is sorry for your mother and son."

Bai Maomao rolled his eyes vigorously beside him, "What's the matter with such a day, are you eating your rice?!"

Lang Juntian was still performing hard, talking in tears, only beautifying himself from a romantic scumbag to a lover who had to abandon his beloved woman because of his family.

Bai Maomao: "Pfft!"

Lang Juntian's face froze, "Kids, do you have something to say?"

Bai Maomao shook his head innocently.

Lang Juntian carefully coveted Lang Junxian's face, seeing that he was unmoved, his doubts suddenly disappeared, and tremblingly, he took out the half jade pendant.

Lang Junxian stared at the half of the jade pendant, pursed his lips and did not speak.Lang Juntian gained confidence.He began to pretend to cry and tell his last resort about the past.

Lang Junxian watched him perform quietly for a while, and felt that the time was almost up, so he said, "I've finished what I have to say, you can go."

Lang Juntian paused, and looked at him in disbelief, "I am your father, why do you have the heart to drive me away?"

Lang Junxian pursed his lips tightly, the lines of his face were hard, and there was a fleeting fragility in his eyes. Lang Juntian caught his expression for a moment, and knowing that he was here, he said earnestly, "I finally found you, please give I have a chance to make up for your mother and son."

Bai Maomao: "Oh."

Lang Juntian paused again, looking at him with calm but hidden waves.

Bai Maomao: I'm so scared.

Lang Junxian took the initiative to say, "I don't need compensation, you can go."

"I know you won't be able to accept it for a while," Lang Juntian put on a fatherly face, "I will come to see you again, and I won't give up."

Lang Junxian sat on the spot without moving his eyeballs. Lang Juntian sighed deeply, and the figure walking out showed a sense of desolation. ,

Bai Maomao looked at the back and sighed, "You cheap dad is really good at acting. If you don't give him an Oscar, I'm sorry for his hard work."

Everyone left, Lang Junxian also eased his face, and knocked on his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

It seems that the first step has been successful. Lang Juntian is more suspicious than he thought. This move uses retreat as an advance, and the effect is much better than a straight shot.

Lang Juntian was also very satisfied with this meeting. He was sure that this was the son who was accidentally taken away more than ten years ago. , but it is still useful.

He is young, but his cultivation is deep. He just didn't know if the medicine from back then had worked. Lang Juntian narrowed his eyes, and when he got the person under control, it would not be too late to study it carefully.