Chen Mengyao was secretly anxious and had no choice but to take out her beloved baby and exchange it for him.╔ y ╗Open the dark cabinet on the wall, take out more than a dozen boxes, and open the golden and jade light inside, making the beams dazzling. This is the real baby, and any one of them is worth more than one million.

"I'll change it with you, what do you like to choose?" Chen Mengyao said unwillingly.

Liang took a look at Emerald Maitreya Buddha at first glance. This thing is good and is good for congratulations. But hesitated not to change the ring in his hand.

"If you like this Maitreya Buddha, change it!" Chen Mengyao was moved to the point of persuasion, and he quickly persuaded her that rings were much more important than Maitreya Buddha. This was just that she ordered gifts from other places to present to her grandfather. At worst, she could pick something else later. Anyway, her grandfather pampered herself, so he would be happy to give her any gifts to her.

"Uh... I still think it's not worth it." Liang Yong shook his head. It's not that he doesn't like Maitreya Buddha, he likes both things, but seeing Chen Mengyao's anxious look, he always feels that the exchange is not worth it.

Chen Mengyao had no choice but to rob him, and she could not cheat him. For her, the black jade ring could not be thrown away. When her grandmother gave her, she repeatedly told her that this was a concentric ring that the Chen family had passed down for thousands of years and dozens of generations. When she met her beloved man, she could only give the ring half of the ring to the other party, so that she could never be separated from her beloved man and be happy forever.

Although Chen Mengyao doesn't believe this statement, there is no such superstitious thing in society now. But heirlooms cannot be lost. Suddenly I remembered that my mother once said that if the ring is kept separately, no matter how far the two rings are separated, one of them can find it with the other's position, so that it will not be lost.

Thinking of this, Chen Mengyao compromised helplessly, thinking that since she couldn't get back everything, she should get back half of it! At least half of it is in her hand, and the other one cannot be thrown away. Maybe after a while, Liang Yong was tired of playing and sold the ring. He could find the buyer through induction and buy it back.

"I haven't seen someone as stingy as you, forget it, I'll give in. I can exchange Maitreya Buddha for half of your ring!" Chen Mengyao said angrily. In fact, she could still beg Liang Yong to explain the truth to him. Liang Yong could not force others to do anything, so she would definitely return the ring to her, after all, this is someone's heirloom.

But Chen Mengyao just didn't accept it, so why did she admit defeat to him? She just asked him softly, but she also wanted to deceive him in the shower gel. The two requests have different natures.

"Half? The ring can still be separated." Liang Yong became curious.

"Of course, if it weren't for this fun, I wouldn't have wanted it long ago." Chen Mengyao said half-truely.

"Half is half, I'm not willing to regret it this time." Liang Yong's heart was actually softened at this time. If she asked for a few more, she might return it to her.

"Tsk! When did I regret my words? Tighten!" Chen Mengyao said awesomely.

The crystal-clear little finger was extended and the fingers used by the beam were hooked together: "Hang the hook and hang it for a hundred years and will not regret it."

Liang Yong returned the ring to her. Chen Mengyao touched a secret mechanism on the inner wall of the ring and pressed it. The originally complete ring was split into two halves with a snap, turning into two rings, one big and one small, with a much better style than before.

"Hehe, this thing is really fun." Liang Yong picked up the big one and put a slut on his left ring finger and stretched it to Chen Mengyao in front of him.

"Hmph, I warn you not to lose it. I will redeem it if I save enough money." Chen Mengyao warned and stuffed Maitreya Buddha hard to him.

"Hehe, don't worry, I can never lose good things. To borrow an old saying, 'I can't even lose my life if I lose my ring'." Liang smiled wickedly, and Chen Mengyao was so angry that she beat him up.

Suddenly, the bell rang on the wall. When Chen Mengyao saw that the time had come, she greeted anxiously and said, "Let's go! Let's go downstairs, the banquet begins, I'm going to pay my birthday to my grandfather."

He grabbed the separated small ring and had no place to put it for a while. He put it on the ring finger of his right hand.

The two hurried downstairs, but no one noticed it. Since Chen Mengyao also put on the ring, the rings in their hands have changed and automatically deformed, becoming completely consistent with their fingers, and they will never be taken down again unless one of them has passed away.

It is precisely because of the magical characteristic of the concentric ring that is regarded as a family heirloom for thousands of years by the Chen family. And even more wonderful things will slowly unfold between them in the future.

When Chen Mengyao walked downstairs with Liang Yong downstairs, the birthday party had already begun. Mr. Chen Tiannan was sitting on the Eight Immortal Chair, wearing a red birthday robe, and was accepting congratulations from the descendants of the Chen family. There were three elderly men sitting on both sides of the hall, all of whom were Chen Tiannan’s long-term friends.

The gray-haired and bearded old Mr. Han Cheng stood beside him with a ceremony. First, the eldest young master Chen Xiaoping and his wife came forward to kowtow to pay their birthday to the old man and offered their birthday gifts. Then the second young master and his wife...

Chen Mengyao was so scared that she stuck out her tongue, pulled Liang Yong to the back of the crowd, and whispered to him: "I'll go to celebrate my grandfather's birthday later. You will celebrate your birthday with the guests." Then she and Liang Yong squeezed to his family.

Liang Yong didn't care. He hid behind the crowd and looked around. He was hungry all morning and wanted to celebrate his birthday and end it soon.

Suddenly, I found a pair of murderous eyes glaring at me. Looking at me, I saw Miko Sakai's vicious eyes.

Liang Yong was also brave and was about to settle the score with this girl, but she suffered a great loss in her hands yesterday.

He glared back fiercely with his eyes and was about to come forward to ask her for an explanation. Suddenly, he found that there were more than a dozen murderous eyes shot by her side. He saw that they were all well-dressed young masters, including Gufu and Akiyama. How could these two guys get mixed up with Miko Sakai? Liang Yong secretly raised his vigilance. The experience last night was too tragic, and these two Japanese were not easy to mess with! Fortunately, he wore a headguard last night, and looked at Gufu and the others' eyes, but he did not recognize himself.

But facing Sakai Miko's arrogant gaze, Liang Yong did not retreat at all. The more pressure he had, the more aroused his ambitions. What? I dare not provoke you with a group of flower protectors around me. Liang Yong thought fiercely.

But I didn't walk over. Although I was not afraid of them, I couldn't help but have a fight and a big fight. This was Mr. Chen's birthday party.

Suddenly another gaze shot over, full of contempt and disdain, but deeper in his eyes there was jealousy and resentment. Liang Yong glanced at him in his eyes and his heart trembled. This guy was also...

Liang Yong is so familiar with this guy, his name is Yu Yong. Liang Yong's middle school classmate was that he stole Liang Yong's unrequited lover Wang Ludan. Although he used despicable means, he not only snatched Wang Ludan, but also forced Liang Yong to transfer to school. Xiaofang went abroad. Liang Yong also realized afterwards that it was Yu Yong who deliberately designed the trap and asked them to jump in.

But what could Liang Yong do when he knew, Yu Yong took Wang Ludan to Xiangjiang City. Unexpectedly, after six or seven years, he saw Yu Yong again on such an occasion. He was still as proud and arrogant as a kind of pride and arrogant behavior. Liang Yong felt at this moment. When he recalled the things in his youth, he was so naive and immature, and he regarded them as a passing cloud.

Liang shook his head and smiled calmly. He pretended not to see Yu Yong, and his eyes returned to the birthday ceremony in front of him. It was Chen Mengyao and a few younger brothers and sisters who turned to go forward to pay their birthday to the old man.
Chapter completed!