"Madam Bo, Mr. Bo, welcome to my house. It's not my honor."

Shen Qingshan soon came forward with a smile on his face.

But when he faced the future son-in-law in military uniform, he felt a strong aura, which made him feel thirsty. He prepared a lot of welcome words, and all of them forgot all.

Bo Fu was graceful and graceful, and nodded to him nobly and generously.

Chen Mingli also wanted to talk about flattering Mrs. Bo, but she didn't expect that Mrs. Bo was so noble and generous that she felt like a white cloud above her feet, and that she was the mud under her feet that couldn't support the wall.

She tugged at her clothes in chagrin. She felt like a country bumpkin who couldn't even lift her head in front of Mrs. Bo.

Shen Qingshan's attitude was quite natural. After all, he had been in the officialdom. After a few polite greetings, he let Mrs. Bo and Mr. Bo into their living room.

Shen Ruyun and Shen ruotong are restrained. They are holding the corner of their clothes unconsciously. They can't help but look at Mr. Bo.

But as soon as I looked at the past, I met a cold light as cold as the snow of kaolin. I was so scared that I didn't dare to look up again.

They waited for Mrs. Bo and Mr. Bo to enter the living room, then they followed in like two air bags.

"Elder sister, I see that the future brother-in-law has a great aura. He seems to have looked at me just now, and I still have goose bumps."

Shen ruotong whispered after her sister.

Shen Ruyun's goose bumps didn't disappear, but she didn't want to show timidity in front of her sister.

"What kind of aura? It's called Junwei. Do you understand it?"

Her voice contained indescribable pride, but up to now, she has not seen clearly what this young man looks like.

Mrs. Bo and Mr. Bo entered the living room of the Shen family.

The flower branch crystal big chandelier in the center of the living room is polished, the whole living room looks luxurious, but both of them have no expression.

Next, it's time for Chen Mingli, the hostess, to invite them to a seat, or a seat.

But Chen Mingli was awed by the momentum of the two people. She only knew with a flattering smile that she could not say a word.

She didn't even dare to take a look at the powerful young master.

Shen Qingshan was very disappointed and glared at Chen Mingli.

He didn't expect that his wife would be so ungracious and timid.

Usually, she is diligent and generous, sensible and considerate, but she is a country bumpkin in the bone, and she has lost her face.

Shen Qingshan pressed down the fire with a big smile on his face. He went forward to invite Mrs. Bo and Mr. Bo to the table.

"Don't bother. We've had dinner."

Madame Bo spoke faintly.

Her voice is very soft, the ending with a bit of Beijing Film flavor, can't say good.

However, her words are like a basin of cold water, which makes the Shen family feel cold.

Have you had dinner?

Then they spent so much money to prepare the dinner, wouldn't it be useless?

Shen Qingshan's lips moved and his face was full of smiles. He was about to invite him again.

Mrs. Bo gently waved her hand: "deputy director Shen, let's talk about business first. I don't know which daughter is engaged to child Moyan?"

She had been standing there ever since she had entered the living room, with an air of grace, but with a feeling of being unattainable.

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