Chapter 2 The Prince's Expression Management Failed
"Lao Si, Lao Si?"
After shouting several times in succession, I finally responded and raised my head:
"how?"
"Not feeling well? Or what?"
Otherwise, why is something so wrong?
Jiang Ye's throat moved, and he narrowed his eyes, his eyes shuddering:
"fine!"
As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass at hand and took another sip.
this.....
Several people present looked at each other in tacit understanding, and their minds flashed at the same time: Is this okay?
The man's whole body was exuding air-conditioning, which actually made some people who wanted to approach him give up their thoughts.
This prince cannot afford to offend anyone!
Once again, there was not a drop of wine left in Jiang Ye's glass, and half of his face was covered in shadow.
At this time, Lu Yan and his wife came to the stage to deliver speeches. One was holding his eldest son, and the other was holding Baitian's younger son in his arms.
The family of four made their official public appearance, with handsome men and beautiful women, just like a fairy tale.
Lu Jing stood beside the rostrum, his heart was churning and he was very uneasy.
Mother Lu was the first to notice something was wrong with her daughter:
"What's wrong? Are you tired from flying?"
"No, Mom, I'm fine."
"He said it was okay, but his face is much paler than before. Go over there and sit down and rest for a while."
"It's really okay..."
"Go quickly!"
Lu Jing wanted to refuse because the guest of honor seat was right next to the table where someone was sitting.
But after being pushed by Mother Lu, I accidentally met someone's eyes again.
A man's gaze is like a steel cone, piercing the heart and soul.
Lu Jing's face was a bit out of control. He even held his breath. He froze in place. The man sitting not far away was smiling, but there was no warmth at all in that smile. It was cold.
horrible.
Suddenly, Lao Wu next to Jiang Ye stood up and waved wildly to Lu Jing:
"Sister Jing, sister Jing, come and sit over here, we have a seat here!"
hiss!
Lu Jing updated hard.
As for the prince, he failed to manage his difficult expression once.
Finally, Mother Lu urged again:
"Come on, you haven't seen them in years. Didn't you have a good time when you were kids?"
Ahem.
There was no way, no matter how unwilling Lu Jing was in his heart, his mother had already spoken, so he had no choice but to move over step by step. The position where he was sitting was exactly face to face with someone, so it was difficult to ignore him.
Just when Lu Jingru was sitting on pins and needles, Lao Wu Balabala spoke up again:
"Sister Jing, have you stayed abroad for a long time and forgotten us all?"
sweat...
"No, Brother Heming."
Lao Wu was immediately satisfied and laughed.
Pei San next to him immediately joked:
"I just remember you, Brother Heming, what about us?"
"Second brother, third brother." He shouted obediently.
Then, there is no more.
Lao Wu's reaction was half a beat:
"Hey, sister Jing, there is also fourth brother here."
The atmosphere suddenly became very strange, and the air seemed to be condensed.
The man opposite was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, a half-smile on his face, and his eyes staring meaningfully here.
Although Lu Jing lowered his eyes, he still felt it clearly, and his lips moved uncontrollably.
Tuesday and Pei San were not as stupid as Lao Wu, they basically saw something.
In this case, it makes sense that the fourth child suddenly felt strange before.
At this moment, the naive Lao Wu said something shocking again:
"Sister Jing, are you particularly afraid of Fourth Brother? An La, doesn't he always act like he won't pay back the money that others owe him?"