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Opening the stable, a flash of red lightning flashed extremely dazzlingly in front of the guests. The boy in rough cloth whistled, and the horse turned around and rushed towards him. Meng Lang was ready to rescue the boy at any time. He could almost imagine Du Xiaoqian collapsed in a pool of blood, his heart shrank suddenly, thinking that if that mighty beast refused to obey discipline, he would naturally be able to save people, and it could be regarded as a lesson for this young man who is not afraid of heaven and earth.

With such a plan, almost at the same time Meng Lang took out the "Boiling San" in his arms, the red horse almost stood in front of Du Xiaoqian. With just one hoof, the boy would fall down and ooze bright red blood. Blood, and then the shooters of the Wen family will shoot the beast.Looking at the tense situation, Meng Lang felt the worry he hadn't felt for a long time. The neighing of the horses lingered in his ears, and he only had the cynical boy in his eyes.The young man called out "Huo'er" reverently, his eyes locked tightly on the extraordinary red horse in front of him, and as the horse's hoof fell, his hand touched the horse's body. Meng Lang was surprised to find that Du Xiaoqian was shining brightly at this time , standing upright, blooming like a proud plum blossom, exuding an inviolable arrogance.

Under the eyes of everyone, the horse's hooves fell, but the slender neck of the horse rested on the young man's shoulders, grinding and playing, there was still disdain and anger in the eyes, a pair of big watery eyes were full of flattery, and the back of the neck was raised high , could not stop neighing excitedly, all the horses in the racecourse hummed harmoniously for a while, and the melodious and passionate horse whining made people's spirits shake, and there was actually a sense of obedience in their hearts.

"Papa papa!" The old man who asked the question just now clapped his hands, his eyes full of admiration, "I heard that the Wen family's horse is extraordinary, but I didn't want to be so humane, the endowment is amazing, the Wen family is so lucky!" said the old man. Looking at it, a pair of old eyes were radiant, looking greedily at Huo'er who was "communicating affectionately" with Du Xiaoqian.Du Xiaoqian happily scratched Huo'er's big ear, and the horse's ear couldn't stop shaking because of joy, not looking at Wen Guangting's completely darkened face behind him.

If Wen Guangting still doesn't know the second son in front of him, then he has really held the position of head of the Wen family for more than [-] years, with surprise, inquiry, shock and complexity flashing in his eyes one by one, making the person standing beside Du Xiaoqian Meng Lang saw it clearly, and had a bold guess in his heart, and looked at the young man with some doubts and complicated eyes.

The coldness in the eyes of the Patriarch of the Wen family flickered, and he glanced at the horses and people, and turned to the guests, "Now that the storm has calmed down, please choose the horses as soon as possible, and the hunting will begin immediately." After finishing speaking, he walked to a stable first, and passed by Meng Lang's side. At that moment, Meng Lang thought he was having auditory hallucinations, and an angry "Ni Zi" sounded in the wind.

Du Xiaoqian stood up again, his beautiful eyes were still shining, and Meng Lang couldn't help getting closer, but the indescribable aura still made Meng Lang, who had a good family education, stand still, suppressed the inexplicable emotions in his heart, and smiled wryly. With a sound, he bowed and bowed in a proper manner, "The two of the Wen family are laughing." At this time, the distance between the two seems to be close, but it is the end of the world.

In the evening, a group of people appeared in the hall in a hurry. At this moment, the hall was deserted. Wen Guangting frowned and waved his hand, "Housekeeper Zhao, ask the madam and the young master to come out." With the support of a group of servants, he opened the curtain and walked in, bowed his head and made a blessing, "Master, the lady and Yuan'er have been praying in the ancestral temple today. I only hope that the Wen family will be prosperous and the business will be prosperous." Looking at the pretentious The virtuous eldest wife, Wen Guangting breathed a sigh of relief, and remained silent, making the people around uneasy. The eldest wife saw the two figures following Wen Guangting with sharp eyes, and dared not say anything.

"Nizi, why don't you come in and see your auntie?" The body didn't move at all, just standing there gave Du Xiaoqian unreasonable pressure, suffocating almost filled his throat.Du Xiaoqian only felt that the words turned his throat a few times, and his heart was ashamed, but he sneered and uttered these sarcastic words word by word, "Old man, don't casually pick up relatives, because you wanted to drive me out of Wen's house back then." Yes." Darkly.

One sentence made Wen Guangting stagger, "Okay, is the Wen family a place where you can come and go whenever you want?" With a sneer, the temperature between father and son was minimized.Meng Lang clearly saw that at a speed visible to the naked eye, Du Xiaoqian's momentum soared, and his beautiful eyes widened, "Is this going to keep me, Du Xiaoqian?" , making her shudder uncontrollably, that look in her eyes could only make her cramp.Before Meng Lang could react, a pair of cold hands soaked in sweat had wrapped his wrists, and he could vaguely feel the pain in the heart of the person in front of him. Meng Lang who was being dragged away did not say a word, and looked deeply at him. A glance at the people in the hall of Wen's family flashed out of the hall door, father is not father, son is not son, most people in the world are so blood-thin, it is really chilling.

The eldest lady looked at Du Xiaoqian's charming face, a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes, then she covered her face with a handkerchief, smiled coquettishly and pressed her breast against Wen Guangting's arm, and said relentlessly: "Master, you see that Xiaoqian is back after all, How can you still be so childish." One sentence turned Du Xiaoqian's grievance into "childishness", whether he was suspected of praising his own parents and children, Wen Guangting groaned in his heart, who is the person next to his pillow? How could Virtue, his husband, not know, turned his head and glanced down at the smart little woman with his bottomless eyes, was satisfied to see the fear in her eyes after she trembled all over, and walked away.

After the young and the old left, Wen Zhuo stood beside his trembling mother, his eyes flickered, he didn't know what to calculate, and he glanced at the mother who gave birth to him, there was no warmth in his eyes, but a dark disdain instead.Wen Yuan looked at her silent mother and elder brother, feeling very angry in her heart, "Mother, why let that trouble get better, if that person falls into my hands, I must teach him a lesson." Ma Huilan saw that she was simple-minded. The daughter with well-developed limbs, angry and anxious, suddenly raised her sleeves to give a resounding slap, and said in a hurry: "Hugh, you are rude, Yuaner, if such words reach your father's ears, be careful how you deal with them." Glancing at Wen Zhuo, he walked back to the room angrily.

Wen Guangting went to bed in the study room. When the eldest lady heard the message from the housekeeper, she grabbed the gorgeous clothes with her hands. Seeing this, the old mother hurried forward to comfort her and said, "Ma'am, don't worry, I think that little bastard just returned to Wen's house, sir. I'm also making plans for the next step for the son and miss." The bright red lips pursed, and she glanced at the nanny who had followed her for many years from the corner of her eye, and said sharply: "Preparing for Yuan'er and Zhuo'er? I'm afraid it's for that bitch Son of a man, prepare yourself, pity my two children, since they were young, they were not as favored by that little bastard, now that he is back, there is still a job for us bitches?"

The old nanny remained silent, turned around and retreated from the servants, leaned forward, her eyes shot out a hostility that did not match her age, and she smiled strangely with an old face: "Ma'am, then shall we..." Before he finished speaking, his right hand was like a knife, and he swung down fiercely, holding the old mother's hand, his tearful eyes were amazingly bright under the light, and the makeup on his face could no longer conceal the hatred in his eyes, " That’s all, it’s still a labor of time, Madam.”