"It's outrageous. Lao Min, I won't let them go."

The audience members in the audience were not aware of what the two old men were talking about. They just saw that Mr. Leng’s face turned pale and white, and he could still guess what might have happened.

After patting his shoulder, Old Man Min pretended to sigh and went down.

But I was laughing in my heart.

Unexpectedly, the surname Dong and the surname Leng were both out of trouble.

Standing on the stage, Mr. Leng's flames were rising, and he felt embarrassed. However, in this hall full of sight, what could he say? What could he do?

The arrows are all on the string, how can I fire them?

His eyes shot straight past, and he found his son sitting in the front.

Leng Xiao also looked at him, his sharp gaze was deep and profound, his waist was straight, and he looked at his father meaningfully, and curled his lips slightly at him.

The meaning is obvious.

Mr. Leng suddenly felt a sting in his heart.

Little Rabbit Weizi, is this forcing him?

In an instant, he suddenly realized.

He, the evil son, must have known the truth of the matter for a long time, but he didn't tell him that he had to wait until now to join him. There were 135 guests present, almost representing the highest-level forces in Kyoto.

Can he joke about fooling others with such a scene or such a thing?

At the full moon banquet, his son forced him to Liangshan.

He understood that what his son wanted now was that he personally announced and acknowledged Baoqi and his children's status in the Leng family.

The father and son's eyes fought in space for a few seconds. Under the pressure of their son's burning gaze, perhaps under the helpless decision of Mr. Leng, he took a deep breath, his eyes changed again, and he smiled and looked at Baoqi. In front of the guests, he said seriously and introduced.

"The ancestor worship has officially begun. Now I invite my daughter-in-law... Baoqi and two of my grandsons to come to the stage to worship our ancestors together."

Don't ask him why he doesn't doubt whether the big bird and the little bird are still Leng Xiao's seeds. Just a glance in the side hall just now, anyone with eyes can see that the two children look exactly the same as Leng Xiao. Can they be fake when carved from the same mold?

Suddenly, there was another change, and the whole body was in an uproar again.

His actions just now were obviously about the woman and the child.

Why has it changed again?

Compared to the guests, Dong Chunxin, who was holding the child, was even more at a loss. Her body shook for a while, and her 13-centimeter high heels almost threw her down on the stage.

Did she make a joke?

Feeling everyone's meaningful gaze, she was stunned.

Facing Mr. Leng's sudden and kind gaze, Comrade Baoqi couldn't figure out the situation. She glanced at Leng Xiao, and her tense body was stiff without control.

She said that she didn't want to recognize Mr. Leng.

But now, the people who are forced are not just old men, but also her?

Can she prevent Leng Xiao from coming to Taiwan?

Can she put the Leng family in a situation where they are ridiculed?

What's more, can she make decisions for big birds and little birds? She can ignore other people's eyes. But the child's surname is Leng after all. The child has to go to school, make friends, and face society in the future. Can they accept jokes about their identity like her?

No, no.

No matter which aspect you consider, it is the best idea to recognize it now.

Uncle Second, did he think so?

It was a while since then, and it seemed that someone had been flooded with boiling water in the banquet hall, and it was about to explode. Some people who knew their relationship were already talking in a low voice.

She is the daughter of Bao Xiangyu and Leng Kui. How many people present know?

The discussion was a little harsh.

Finally, a man who was brave enough to not be afraid of death stood up.

The reporter of that man, the military newspaper, probably because of the journalist's professional instinct, couldn't help but ask on behalf of everyone.

"Old leader, I heard that Ms. Baoqi is your granddaughter. May I ask, she and your son have another child... What is the situation?"

As soon as these words came out, the four seats were in an uproar.

Baoqi's hands were sweating coldly.

Mr. Leng's expression changed slightly, and his hands holding the microphone tightened, thinking about how to explain the blood relationship.

Without hesitation, Leng Xiao was about to stand up, his eyes stopped-

The side door next to the banquet hall was opened. The person who pushed the door was Baoyingyu, who had disappeared for a long time.

The climax never exists alone, and it will always come up like a wave of water. At this critical moment, Bao Xiangyu, dressed in dignifiedly, walked in. She didn't look at anyone, walked straight to the stage and took the microphone from Mr. Leng's hand.

"Dear friends and relatives, I believe everyone knows me. One thing I want to tell you here today is that my daughter Baoqi is not a child of the Leng family. I have an affair with other men. Moreover, she truly loves our second child and does not sin against the world. I hope everyone can give them more tolerance and blessings in the future. There is no right or wrong in love, only love or not. Thank you everyone!"

Without too many gorgeous words, Bao Xiangyu finished a few words, bowed deeply to everyone in the audience, glanced at Bao Qi with a smile, and then quietly walked out of the door where she came in again.

During the whole process, she had a smile on her face, the kind of smile that had experienced the vicissitudes of life. Her coming and her departure were all in silence. From the time she left, the scene was still in a silent state of silence.

"mom……"

After shouting in a low voice, Baoqi's heart ached even more.

She regards her reputation as life's mother. For her happiness and for her avoiding being attacked by rumors, she actually wiped her face and clarified her blood relationship.

Silence.

Deadly quiet.

Almost everyone's eyes were on the Leng family.

The old man was angry, very angry.

The reputation of the Leng family, Leng Kui's reputation, what he has maintained for so many years, is it ruined like this?

He glared at Baoqi fiercely, and he took a deep breath and broke the silence first.

"I'm sorry, everyone, my family is unfortunate, so I'll make you laugh at it. But my father can't take care of the children's affairs. Now the ancestor worship ceremony continues. I will worship and comfort my ancestors with my son, daughter-in-law, and two grandsons. Please be at ease..."

"Go up!" Liangliang had a calm face. Leng Xiao pulled Baoqi over and hugged a child who was still watching with big eyes staring at two black grapes. He stepped out smoothly and walked calmly to the incense table and the altar on the stage.
Chapter completed!