"Walk!"

Ning Zhiyuan dropped a word coldly, and then said softly to Lu Yongchun: "Wing Chun, give him your car keys, and let him drive the car back for you."

Lu Yongchun took out his car key, Ning Zhiyuan took the car key and threw it to Yinhu vigorously, Yinhu quickly caught the car key, Ning Zhiyuan had already pulled Lu Yongchun and strode away, throwing back a sentence: "Go to the gas station first and help Wing Chun fill up the gas tank."

silver fox:……

Who did he provoke? Is it easy for him to send a bride price all the way to China?

How many checkpoints did he need to clear all the way to deliver everything safely? He was so tired that he was about to give birth early. When he arrived at the destination, he didn't have a mouthful of hot rice. He had a bowl of instant noodles to eat, and he could barely make up three full , I haven't rested yet, and I have to help the young lady drive the car back, just drive it, and help with gas...

Pit him!

The young sect master is cheating him.

Even if it doesn't cost much to refuel, Yinhu feels extremely wronged.

Look at the attitude of the Young Clan Master, he is cold to him, but gentle and considerate to the Young Madam, making him jealous!

Ning Zhiyuan didn't bother to pay attention to Yinhu's grievances, and drove Lu Yongchun away from Ning's house.

On the way, Lu Yongchun asked tentatively: "Mr. Feng asked Junli to send the betrothal gift?"

"Um."

"He has a heart."

Ning Zhiyuan snorted coldly: "This is a sugar-coated cannonball."

Lu Yongchun was puzzled.

"He came here with a generous dowry, which is equivalent to telling me how much the door spent to prepare the dowry for you. The Flame Gate has a public property, and all the senior management of the public property are clear. After the public property shrinks, naturally I have to fill it back, that is my responsibility, as the Young Sect Master, the burden on my shoulders is to make the Flame Sect stronger and stronger, and the public property more and more."

Lu Yongchun was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly, "You people have plans behind the gift giving."

Ning Zhiyuan continued to say: "The old man is letting me take over the flame gate in a disguised form, so that he can live happily. With his heart, once he is less entangled in the affairs of the gate, do you think there will be peace in this world? Yes None of us have a peaceful life, and I still want to live a few years of peace and stability, at least until we have a few children before I will take over the flame gate."

Reminiscent of Feng Batian's disposition to tease people, Lu Yongchun nodded, "It's true that he can't be made easy."

Feng Batian was about to vomit blood.

What kind of heir is this? He is too old to let him retire.

In order to compete for the position of Patriarch, the Er family often set off bloody storms, but on the side of Huoyanmen, the position of the sect master is like pins and needles. Batian suddenly felt that he hadn't cultivated the little brats' ambition to fight for power.

Everyone in the Flame Gate turned black!

Loyalty will be complained about!

"Those things have been delivered to my house, can I still return them?" Lu Yongchun was very worried that the sect master would kill them first and then play them later, and Ning Zhiyuan couldn't solve it.

Ning Zhiyuan pondered for a moment, and then said: "It's really difficult to return, but it's not impossible. Of course, if the old man is willing to give in, we can accept it. With such a dowry, you can get married in a glorious way. I want to give it to you." You have a sensational wedding in the city."

Lu Yongchun said with a smile: "Even if they didn't send you generous gifts, you would still let me get married in a grand way. In fact, I don't care if it's good or bad. As long as I marry you, even if there is no wedding, I will be happy and happy."

Ning Zhiyuan glanced at her, with doting eyes in his eyes, and scolded softly: "Silly girl, the person who loves you would rather be wronged than let you be wronged."

President Ning, who can't talk about love, occasionally said a very sincere word, but it moved Lu Yongchun more than love words.

If he wasn't driving the car, Lu Yongchun really wanted to plunge into his arms.

...

Kylin Villa.

Lu family.

There are several new cars parked in the yard, and they are all famous cars.

That was one of the betrothal gifts sent by the Flame Gate.

And there were a lot of expensive gifts in the room, except for the big ones, the small ones were wrapped in red paper with big "engagement" on them, telling others that this was a betrothal gift from Ning Zhiyuan to Lu Yongchun.

Too many things almost occupied the empty space on the first floor, and all the furnishings on the first floor were temporarily moved to the second floor, otherwise there would be no room for people.

The men who came here to give generous gifts were all carefully selected by Feng Batian. They were all younger generations, between the ages of twenty-five and thirty-five. They all wore black suits, and everyone wore a tie. On the surface, it looks like a senior white-collar worker.

If you look closely, you will find that these people are almost the same height, and they are not bad looking.

The owner of the door is an old man with good intentions. He wants these younger generations to show their face and see if they can seduce a few little girls to go back and make a good marriage. How many people can there be when the head of the sect is trying his best to solve the marriage affairs of the younger generation like him?

Lu Yongchun's younger sister looked curiously at the rows of men in black sitting upright.

All the stools at home have been moved, but there are not enough to sit on, so I went to the next door to borrow a lot of stools overnight.

These people who are responsible for delivering the dowry gifts are all trained. They sit upright and neat, or sit together, making the first floor, where gifts occupy most of the space, even more crowded.

"One, two, three, four, five..." Second Miss Lu was still counting how many people in black clothes were sitting, when Mrs. Lu patted her counting hands, she stuck out her tongue playfully, and then the rows of black men The men in clothes looked over in unison.

The mother and daughter of the Lu family froze immediately.

Everyone's eyes fell on Miss Lu's equally pretty face, but those young men showed no other expressions, and on the contrary, Second Miss Lu blushed in embarrassment.

"Ahem, er, er, the room is a bit crowded, can you... Forget it, let's squeeze, it's cold outside." Mr. Lu was also surprised.

Ning Zhiyuan said that these are his people, they are people from the Huomen.

He didn't expect that all the people from the Flame Sect looked like elites, and people looked at them and wanted to snatch them back home as sons-in-law. Unfortunately, he only has two daughters, one is already Ning Zhiyuan's fiancée, and A little daughter... Well, there are too many candidates, it's hard to choose, not enough points.

Mr. Lu looked at his wife's belly with regret. It was a pity that the couple only had two daughters. If there were dozens of daughters, all these elites in front of him would become his sons-in-law. Haha, he would be relieved.

Knowing a husband is better than a wife.

With Mr. Lu's regretful glance, Mrs. Lu immediately knew what her man was thinking. She gave her husband an angry look, and Mr. Lu blinked at her to let her see clearly the regret in his eyes.

He is really sorry, why didn't he have dozens of daughters.

Mrs. Lu: ...

When she is a pig? Even pigs can't give birth to so many!