Half the city's warmth for you

Chapter 332 This is the Rhythm of Death 4
In fact, Dad used to be served by others, but these years of hard life have given him a different interpretation of life. Now he doesn't pursue anything, he only hopes that the people he cares about are healthy and healthy. If someone served him and made him live like an old man, he would feel uncomfortable.

She is his daughter, and she didn't want him to be uncomfortable. After thinking about it for a while, she called Fu Hanmo and asked Fu Hanmo to withdraw. In the end, no matter whether his father agreed or not, Fu Hanmo insisted on keeping two people, one to take care of his daily life, and the other to take care of him. Responsible for the sanitation of the villa.

There are obviously a lot of things in the villa, and they are all new. It seems that Fu Hanmo sent someone to buy them.

This man is more caring than her, and Jing Luo's heart feels warm again.

I had dinner with my father at noon, and after the meal, I went for a walk in the garden with my father. Although it was afternoon, the sun was weak, so it was fine to go out and walk under the sun.

Jing Luo suddenly thought of Gong Muer, so a question circled in his mind.

But then he still asked.

"Dad, do you know the rumors a while ago?" Dodging is not a problem, some things will need to be brought to the table one day.

Hearing Jing Luo's words, Gong Antai paused for a moment, but it was just that, and there was no big fluctuation.

"En." Gong Antai responded, walked a few steps, and opened his mouth slowly, looking into the distance, as if he was recalling something from a long time ago.

"Mulan and I were introduced to each other. At that time, your grandfather was in a hurry, always talking about the weak members of the palace family, and asked me to marry someone as soon as possible, so as to continue the incense for the palace family."

Speaking of this, Gong Antai paused again, Jing Luo guessed that he was tired from walking, and seeing a bench nearby, Jing Luo helped him to sit on it.

After sitting down, Gong Antai continued to talk about the past...

"At that time, Mulan was a considerate girl. When I saw her for the first time, I thought it was pretty pleasing to the eye. Thinking about my marriage being talked about every day, I might as well just find someone pleasing to the eye to marry. It’s better than getting calloused ears, and those women from aristocratic families are very difficult to deal with. If you marry them, things will be very complicated, but I don’t want to be complicated, I just want to find someone who has no family background to marry, so after a month, I will marry Mulan Got a marriage certificate."

Jing Luo suddenly thought, since the Gong family was also a prominent figure at that time, didn't the Gong family and the Lu family have intersected?In these upper-class circles, if anyone wants something, they will know it.

Since Mulan married Gong Antai, the Lu family must have known about such an important event, didn't they recognize the bride when they came to congratulate her?Then why did Lu Zhanpeng find his girlfriend?
Are they hiding?

"Dad, are you having a wedding?"

"Of course it's done. Although this marriage is not mixed with love, it is still a girl's lifelong event. How can I be hasty?"

Jing Luo was even more surprised. After the wedding, the bride was going to show up, and considering the power of the Gong family at that time, there must have been media reports!Why did Lu Zhanpeng say that he couldn't find a girlfriend?
Jing Luo patted his head and looked at the sky in distress.

At this time, a big hand patted her on the back, just like when she was sad and cried when she was sad, he would reach out to pat her, and when she raised her head, he would hold her in his arms and try to comfort her .

Jing Luo suddenly wanted to cry, what would his father think if he knew that neither Gong Muer nor his elder brother were his children?It must be very sad, right?

Well!She's just guessing too!

Ask that man again at night.

His intelligence network is second to none.

(End of this chapter)