Chapter 798

Although the Rong family is a big family in the capital of Hong Kong and has been deeply influenced by western culture, most of the meals are usually Western-style, but it is obvious that an exception will be made today.

The servants of the whole Rong family are in a highly busy state. They come and go and rearrange the details in the villa.

Rongjiao sat beside her father, half snuggled up and smiled happily. Rongjiao's father laughed and scolded twice, "they are engaged girls. How can they act like spoilers with me?"

Rong Jiao smiled but didn't speak. Rong Tianjun, sitting on the other side, smiled and said, "it's all because Daddy usually loves Jiao Jiao so much that she doesn't grow up."

This made Rongfu laugh. What he loved most in his life was the little daughter. Naturally, he liked others to praise him so much. He fondled rongjiao's head. "That's the pride of our family, but women don't let men."

The other brothers of the Rong family didn't show much jealousy. They probably felt relieved. It was like that the ball in their hand was finally kicked out, and there was no need to worry that the ball would return to their hands as soon as they opened their eyes one day. Of course, the so-called ball must mean such a big Rong.

This metaphor can't let their daddy know. It's just looking for the rhythm of pumping.

It may be because at the beginning, Rong's father always showed very clearly for the feelings between his brothers. The Rong family was left to the boss. Others wanted to earn their own property in the name of the Rong family, so they didn't consider Rong's ownership at all, even if Rong's father didn't like Rong Tianyu later.

As for where Rong Tianyu is now, everyone is very smart and doesn't speak. What Rong Tianyu has done has made him completely lose the possibility of inheriting the Rong family, and also angered Rong's father. According to the habits of the Hong Kong capital, Rong's father probably sent him abroad for "cultivation". Of course, this cultivation is actually exile in a sense and is no longer accepted by the core of the Rong family, As for whether we can get some subsidies every year, it depends on Rongfu's attitude.

Today, a large family of Rong family gathered together. Obviously, it was not a simple party.

After a while, I heard the old housekeeper come to collect the report, "Sir, young masters, young ladies, Mr. Fang, look at my mouth. It's our uncle Fang. I've reached the door."

Rongfu laughed, "Lao Jin, your uncle's voice is so smooth."

"That's not true. This is the man chosen by Miss Jiao Jiao. Of course, I have Lao Jin's look." Lao Jin is also an old man of the Rong family. He also has a bit of face in front of the master's house. He said happily at the moment, and there is a bit of kindness in Xiang rongjiao's eyes.

"Ha ha, let's go. The guests are here. Come with me to pick them up."

Rongfu got up with a smile. As a result, rongjiao pressed him on the chair and said angrily, "Daddy, what are you doing? How can an elder pick up the younger generation? Before he became my rongjiao, he already has such authority and can't shake in front of me in the future?"

In fact, Rong's father didn't plan to go at the beginning, but Fang Qingfeng was not only his younger generation, but also kind to the Rong family. The seemingly relaxed counterattack of the Rong family this time was inseparable from the operation of Fang Qingfeng and Tang Jingyun. If Tang Jingyun doesn't say it, Fang Qingfeng's help can't be ignored.

However, since rongjiao said so, Rongfu didn't show too much points.

Fang Qingfeng came to the Rong family banquet, which was obviously a lot kinder. It was a Chinese round table banquet, which was rare in the Rong family.

Fang Qingfeng was given a round of wine as soon as he was on the table. Looking at the appearance of rongjiao's brothers, a bad hunch suddenly arose in his heart. The comers are not good!

Sure enough, Fang Qingfeng was almost drunk before he ate much rice, but the men of the Rong family were not much better. His drinking capacity was actually practiced and did not make the other party retreat.

Fang Qingfeng got drunk, untied the top two buttons of his shirt, untied the buttons of his sleeves, exposed his wheat skin, waved his hands again and again, "no, I'm afraid I'll get drunk on this wine table tonight and make some jokes."

Rong Tianqi, the second brother of the Rong family, narrowed her eyes and tried to wake herself up. "What does it matter? We just stay in the Rong family. Is it difficult for us to lack you a room?"

"Yes, I didn't expect Qingfeng to drink so well. It's really admirable." Rong Tianjun is also happy and authentic. Although his tone is normal, a blush has risen on both sides of his cheeks.

Rongjiao looked at the drunkard on the table and shook her head. No matter what your identity, the rich man or the big brother of the underworld, she was just like an ordinary person when she was drunk. She raised her eyebrows at her father and asked him with her eyes, what is this?

Rongfu didn't answer. Qingfeng was very satisfied with each other. Although he was drunk, he always reflected something that people usually didn't want to expose. However, he found that although Fang Qingfeng was drunk, he still didn't forget to give rongjiao her favorite dishes, and carefully picked out mushrooms for rongjiao. He has been drinking. He didn't care to eat a few bites, but he took good care of Rong Jiao.

Rongfu always knew that rongjiao was a very delicate person, and Fang Qingfeng's reckless breath was not completely covered up, but rongjiao made her look gentle and small. It's really interesting.

Finally, Fang Qingfeng was really drunk. For safety reasons, she didn't insist on going back. Rongjiao took a servant and helped Fang Qingfeng to the guest room.

Rongjiao waved her hand and asked the servant to go down first. Then she sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Fang Qingfeng funny, "let you be brave!"

Fang Qingfeng giggled and said vaguely, "how can I show my sincerity if I don't drink? Jiao Jiao, from all aspects, you are married low. Of course, I want to be more sincere. I can't give you better conditions. The only thing I can give you is my heart."

Rong Jiao nodded Fang Qingfeng's head, "what's the giggle? My conditions are so good. What better do I want? Don't worry, there must be no problem with my father."

Fang Qingfeng's hand was a little dishonest. He touched Rong Jiao's waist and kissed her mouth. Rong Jiao was a little uncomfortable because of the wine smell coming to her face. She frowned and resisted for a while, but the man didn't hide. Fang Qingfeng let go of his lips and just touched her face. "Good, Jiao Jiao Jiao, I won't kiss until my wine smell is gone."

Rongjiao's heart was suddenly covered by this man. How could he stir her so much?

When they were talking, they didn't notice two people standing at the door and listened to the dialogue between them all over.

After a while, Lao Jin whispered, "master..."

Rongfu waved his hand, but he was not angry. Instead, he said with a smile, "Lao Jin, the fortune teller said that my Jiaojiao was a blessed child. You see, it was so."

Then he turned and left, "let's go. This man is old. It's time to let the chicks fly by themselves."

He couldn't help thinking of what Tang Jingyun said when he came to him that day. He couldn't help shaking his head. He couldn't think that he hadn't seen through a young man.

She said that no one can say whether there is a shelf life for the love and love in this world. Who can guarantee that his heart will always be loyal to a person, only time can prove it. Today's happiness may be the most wonderful feeling in the world. Tomorrow's happiness may not be equal to the taste of lovers outside, but at least they are happy now.

But perhaps, in this life, I will guard a person.

Who can say that?

Rong Jiao is not an infatuated girl in the world. She is the child you brought out in person. You should know that the fruit in her temperament will never lose to men. If she feels she can't grasp it in this relationship, she will take the lead in responding. The interference of outsiders did not mean much to her.

Rongfu thought, maybe what Tang Jingyun said is right. In fact, this feeling doesn't need his too much intervention. In his remaining time, he only hopes for rongjiao's happiness, which is enough.

——

Fang Qingfeng took rongjiao's hand and walked on the square. Rongjiao said with a smile, "why do you ask me out today?"

"Can't I ask you if I have nothing?" Fang Qingfeng picked his eyebrow and smiled.

"Yes, but don't you think it's rare between us?"

"I'm not good. I'm busy making money to support my family and ignore you." he apologized immediately.

"Wrong! I'm making money to support you!" Rong Jiao corrected.

"What?!"

"Have you been with me for so long that you haven't seen that I want to keep you?" Rong Jiao looked at her very badly, and then pinched Fang Qingfeng's face. "So, you don't give me a sense!"

Fang Qingfeng nodded again and again. "Yes, you are my big gold owner. Can you give me some of your precious time?"

Rong Jiao nodded modestly and handed her hand to Fang Qingfeng.

Fang Qingfeng took Rong Jiao to the center of the square. Then, at the next moment, the crowd in the square that was still busy suddenly dispersed, and the lights of businesses around the square went out in an instant.

"Bang -"

When the first bright fireworks exploded in the sky, like a signal opened, colorful fireworks rose from the sky one by one.

Rong Jiao looked up at the fireworks. It was clear that she had always felt that the fireworks were very tacky, but I don't know why. At this moment, she felt that the fireworks were so beautiful. Every moment blooming in the sky seemed to ring through her heart. She just felt that the world was full of flowers and brocade.

I don't know when Fang Qingfeng stood in front of Rong Jiao with a blue witch in his hand, with a smile on his lips.

Rongjiao thought that she would never forget Fang Qingfeng's appearance at the moment in her life.

If the man is not emotional, as soon as he is emotional, he will come to the end of the years.