Mingying's face was full of arrogance: "Can Lu Yiting offend the Ming family?"

Bai Lu spread his hands regretfully: "I'm sorry, I'm not very educated. I don't know how to write the word Ming family. Why don't you explain it to me, Miss?"

Mingying was irritated by her indifferent and contemptuous attitude.

Xie Shuoyu said that Lu Yiting liked Bailu very much, and this was the basis for Bailu to bully others.

Bailu is a small artist, but he doesn't know that the Ming family is normal.

But it is absolutely impossible for Lu Yiting not to know about the Ming family.

Even if Lu Yiting just mentioned it lightly, an actor like Bailu should understand the Ming family.

Mingying originally thought that after knowing her family background, Bai Lu would nod and bow to her like Xie Shuoyu did, trying his best to please her.

Unexpectedly, Bai Lu's attitude became even more contemptuous and disdainful!

If Bailu didn't take her seriously before, he thought she was a newcomer to the thirty-eighth line, so he didn't take her seriously.

So after knowing that she was from the Ming family, Bai Lu's attitude towards her became contemptuous.

The former has no emotional ups and downs and is neutral.

And the latter is contempt with obvious ridicule!

What does white deer mean?!

Does she think that the Lu family behind Lu Yiting is particularly awesome? Can he trample the Ming family under his feet?

Thinking of this, how could Mingying accept it?

His face changed again, his exquisite makeup became ferocious, and his carefully painted red lips turned into a bloody mouth.

Mingying: "You——"

The golden curly man stretched out his hand gracefully with a smile, interrupting Mingying's low growl.

Although he couldn't understand what they were talking about, he knew very well that if he didn't stop it, this extremely domineering young lady would make a fool of herself.

And she was invited by him, the female companion he brought.

When she makes a fool of herself, he is embarrassed.

Mingying frowned: "Mycroft!"

The golden curly ignored Mingying and looked at her with a smile: "Sorry, we are in a hurry. Can you please leave as soon as possible?"

Bai Lu raised his head and looked over with a smile.

Under the light, he has golden curly hair.

But if you look closely, you will find that his curly hair is still a bit flaxen.

The golden curly's attitude was still very elegant and polite, but there was a hint of coercion: "Can you please leave as soon as possible?"

Bai Lu nodded: "Although what you did is not human affairs, your attitude is still polite and considerate. Congratulations, Mr. Mycroft Hofst, you will not be beaten by Michael Hofst."

Beaten to death."

The golden curly shook his head helplessly: "I told you, you are definitely not. Although my uncle praises you a lot, you are really not the type he would like. He likes a more mature and sexy type. He will praise you for helping you.

If you say nice things, it must be for Mancy’s sake.”.caset

As he said that, the golden curly shrugged his shoulders fearlessly.

There was a hint of arrogance on his face.

So, Mancy’s spokesperson will be replaced in two years. He just asked him to leave without giving face. It’s not a big deal.

His attitude was polite and he did not embarrass the spokesperson too much. Even if the spokesperson went to Mancy and his uncle to complain afterwards, he would not be scolded.

Hmm... Mancy, with his hot-tempered and protective personality, would probably jump up and beat him.

But it doesn't matter, his uncle dotes on him very much, and if he gives some advice, Mancy will scold him at best, that's all.

There is no way, my uncle has no wife and no children. After his uncle dies, he will inherit the Hofst family, including the title of the Hofst family.

It's impossible for his uncle not to pamper him.

Bai Lu suddenly remembered a big golden retriever that he had come across while surfing the Internet a few days ago. He raised his neck and danced gracefully around the arena.

It is because he knows that he is very good and beautiful, and is a competition-level dog, so his stinky little virtues are rare for others.

She couldn't help but burst out laughing, and walked to the lounge. She casually clicked on the screen of her phone, pretending to check the time, and revealed her new screen saver.

Then she heard the big golden retriever behind her let out a soft "hmm".

Qiao Xianyi caught up with her, took advantage of her height and put her arms around her shoulders, treating her like a big pillow: "Little Jin Curly's expression has changed, what's going on?"

Bai Lu clicked on the phone screen again. Qiao Xianyi glanced at it and commented: "Brother Sui is almost kneeling on the ground."

Bai Lu's nostrils bulged in anger: "Your focus is always on height?!"

Qiao Xianyi: "Otherwise, Brother Sui will pick you up."

Otherwise, Xiaoshaner and Brother Sui wouldn't be able to take selfies with their heads close to each other.

Bailu: "...Open your dog eyes wide before I look at you!"

Qiao Xianyi: "Well, the roses are blooming very beautifully."

Bai Lu dropped his head in resignation: "What can I do to save Qiao Qiao's 90% new brain? The rose garden, my godfather's house. There's no way Little Golden Curly can't recognize her."

Qiao Xianyi had already finished it a long time ago and completely failed her 90% new brain: "So?"

In the lounge, Gao Fanqin took off his brown glasses and threw himself on the sofa: "The manor is the ancestral home of the old Hofst family. It cannot be used for outsiders to live in. Even if it is Mr. Kou's new love, his father

Mom won’t lend out the manor either.”

Qiao Xianyi slapped her forehead: "I understand. When Little Curly saw the photo, she knew that Little Short and her relationship with Mr. Kou was just the same."

Bai Lu: "Short legs???"

Qiao Xianyi: "Your cousin, little curly boy. You, little short-legged boy. It's quite rhyming."

Bailu: "...Assistant Huo, bring up my saw! You have worked hard as a laborer for my mother today. I will give you two more legs to eat! One will be roasted and the other will be braised!"

Qiao Xianyi's skirt originally had a high slit on one side, so she didn't even need to lift the skirt. She stood on tiptoes and the high slit exposed one of her legs.

Miss Qiao slapped her thigh: "See, these legs are insured by Lu Lugao for five million. If you want to part with them, just saw them off and take them away to eat."

Bai Lu looked over grimly: "Mr. Gao, is this how you spend the company's money?"

Gao Fanqin stretched out his hand to rub his girlfriend's red thigh, and asked lazily: "Why, the deer always thinks it's not worth it?"

Bai Lu snorted, stamped his feet, turned around and threw himself into Huo Yanfang's arms: "Mr. Huo, I can't survive this day!"

Huo Yanfang hugged her funny and rubbed her head.

Qiao Xianyi looked like a female hooligan, shaking her legs, raising her head, holding Mr. Gao's head in her arms, her face full of scorn and neediness: "Mr. Lu, let me ask you, is it worth it or not?"

Is it worth it?”

Bai Lu kicked him over: "I will fight you to the death today. Today I will have you without you, I will have you without me -"

There was a knock on the door: "Sorry to bother you, it's me, Mycroft."

Bai Lu and Qiao Xianyi quickly adjusted their skirts.

Curly Curly'er was obviously a little uneasy: "I'm sorry, I didn't see clearly just now. Can you let me take a look at your photo again?"

Bai Lu stretched out her hand. Little Curly Hair was sensible and took the initiative to bend down. She stretched out her hand and rubbed it.

Soft, furry, and easy to touch.

Bai Lu turned his head, looked at his boyfriend, and said word by word: "I've decided, I want to get a dog."

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Chapter completed!