Auguste saw that Luo Yangyang didn't pick up his cell phone immediately, so he asked, "who's calling, Lancelot?"

"How do you know?" Luo Yangyang, who stared at the remark name of his mobile phone, looked up at Auguste in surprise.

She sits opposite Auguste, not next to him. His eyes are not so good. Can you see her cell phone call?

"Because your little uncle, I'm smart!"

Auguste picked up the corner of his eye slightly and directly picked out a proud, cold and gorgeous breath.

“……”

The corners of Luo Yang's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Augustus is shameless for being so narcissistic.

"Pick it up. Your father won't scold you."

August saw that Luo Yang had been holding his mobile phone and didn't pick it up for a long time, so he urged.

Lancelot looks like the biggest daughter in the world all day. At the moment, he is probably distressing his daughter. If Yangyang doesn't answer the phone again, he has to die of anxiety.

"Hello."

Luo Yang glanced at August and then answered the phone.

The reason why she didn't answer the phone at the first time was not that she was worried that Lancelot scolded her.

She just doesn't know how to face it and what to say.

Lancelot must have believed in their mother and daughter, which she never doubted, but she felt more guilty because of this.

Of course, she didn't do it, but it was indirectly related to her.

"Yang Yang, where are you? Why aren't you in the room?"

Lancelot was at the door of luoyangyang's room.

He knocked on the door for a long time. Yang Yang didn't open the door. He just called.

Lancelot came directly from other floors of the castle. If he came up from the first floor, he should be able to meet Luoyang.

"I'm in the restaurant on the first floor."

Luo Yangyang knew that Lancelot went to her room to find her.

"I'll find you now."

Lancelot cut off the call and turned downstairs.

After Luo Yangyang's mobile phone was put down from his ear, he looked at the sandwiches on the plate with a low expression, as if he had lost his appetite.

"Did your father see the news and come to you?"

August's seemingly lazy eyes glanced at Luo Yang carelessly.

Look at that small sample, what mood is written on the face, deeply afraid that others don't know.

This kind of happy and angry character is not suitable for survival in this big family.

"He'll come, but he didn't say he knew about the news."

Luo Yangyang sighed and looked at Auguste in a low mood.

Although Lancelot didn't say it, she also thought that Lancelot must have seen the news and was in a hurry to find her so early.

When this happened, she felt she was dragging Lancelot down.

"What are you doing with a sad face? I said your father wouldn't scold you."

August looked at Luo Yangyang's sad face and felt pity in his heart.

I don't like women crying most. It's even more annoying to want to cry or not. But now looking at Luo Yangyang's small sample, he doesn't feel irritable, he just feels distressed.

"I'm not worried that he scolds me. I'll implicate him and feel sorry for him."

Luo Yang put his right hand on the table and gently scraped the glass full of hot milk with his index finger.

"What's wrong with that? He's your father. It's only natural for him to help you carry a hole in the bucket!"

After Auguste finished directing Luoyang, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching.

"Don't cry and lose your face. Your father is here."

Auguste looked into the corridor outside the restaurant where no one had appeared and said.