Tang Lingxi and Dongling old man galloped all the way to Cheng's house, which had already been bustling.

The old man of Dongling stared at Beichen of Dongling, and then sat down on the sofa. Next to him, Cheng Xinzhou and Ouyang Yalan stood and didn't dare to move. Cheng Linglong was crying. He was so stared by the old man that he didn't dare to make a sound at once.

Tang Lingxi was going to sit down next to him, but the old man stretched out his hand and called.

"Lingxi, you sit next to me."

Tang Lingxi looked at the crowd in surprise. His eyes fell on the thick gauze wrapped on Cheng Linglong's hand, then turned his eyes, and deliberately sat next to old man Dongling under the resentment of Ouyang Yalan.

Dongling Beichen also prepared to sit next to Tang Lingxi, but was stopped by Dongling old man with a crutch.

"You go over there."

Beichen of Dongling raised his eyes, shining in his eyes, but sad and profound, as if he had been greatly wronged. Tang Lingxi deliberately twisted his body and was closer to the old man of Dongling.

After Cheng Xinzhou and Ouyang Yalan sat down, the old man began to look at Dongling Beichen coldly.

”Come on, what's up? “

”Propose marriage. “

The answer of Dongling Beichen was light, and the old man's eyelids jumped, ready to be angry, but Tang Lingxi held it down with one hand.

”Don't be angry, don't be angry. "Tang Lingxi shook his arm," angry and wrinkled. “

Master Dongling immediately blinked, moved his jaw, stretched his facial muscles, turned his head and asked, "is this better?"? “

”Yeah! "Tang Lingxi gave a thumbs up.

”It's better for us to know how to be filial to the elderly. "Master Dongling praised him, but he couldn't help glancing at Beichen of Dongling.

Dongling Beichen was dumbfounded immediately. It was really not his father!

"If you mention it, don't tell your parents?" old man Dongling turned his head. "You know marriage has been ordered by your parents since ancient times, and the words of the matchmaker, so you came here?"

"Still empty handed!" Tang Lingxi nodded desperately, and then agreed with him very seriously.

Cheng Xinzhou and Ouyang Yalan were stunned. Even Cheng Linglong stopped crying.

Dongling Beichen's face changed, this shameless woman!

"Yes, what about the bride price?" old man Dongling looked at Tang Lingxi with appreciation, turned back and shouted angrily. "It doesn't count without the bride price."

Dongling Beichen knew it clearly. Looking at Tang Lingxi's clever appearance sitting on the sofa, he smiled slightly. He smiled brightly on his face. He didn't know what ghost idea he was playing.

"Who says I don't have a bride price? Of course my bride price is my whole industry." Dongling Beichen looked at Tang Lingxi, who gradually narrowed his smiling eyes.

"Then I'll give me a dowry now. It's also the whole industry!" the old man of Dongling rose up with pride.

Tang Lingxi grabbed his arm in a hurry. He didn't play like this. He felt the two mountains pressing down.

"My industry is in charge. If you want it to be named Dongling, it will be named Dongling." Beichen of Dongling paused and stood up to confront the old man of Dongling across the tea table, "if you want it to be named Tang, you can?"

Old man Dongling blew his beard and stared. He was just about to say it angrily, but Tang Lingxi caught him.

"The old man sat down and said something."

Three people were pulling and pulling there. The people next to them were surprised and their eyes were falling out.

Sure enough, you are rich and powerful. You can give me such a big industry!

Ouyang Yalan was the first to wake up, and seemed to inadvertently remind him, "if you want to say the question of surname, Lingxi also went home..."

Tang Lingxi stared at her. Dongling Beichen also looked at her indifferently. The old man sat down slowly.

Looking at the three people with different looks, Ouyang Yalan was shocked into a cold sweat.

The two people in front of them are almost the same existence as God. Who is the nerve to dare to talk to such a big man.

If it were not for the relationship between Tang Lingxi, the two people, who are at the tip of the pyramid, would not be seen by themselves.

"Aunt LAN, I think you are old and have a bad memory." Tang Lingxi smiled without giving her any face. "My name is Tang Lingxi."

Ouyang Yalan smiled and turned to Cheng Xinzhou for help.

Old man cheng didn't expect Tang Lingxi to be so straightforward, and Ouyang Yalan didn't expect that she didn't hide it in front of her father.

Dongling maid as like as two peas, clapped the hands of the Tang Ling, and nodded with a smile. This girl was not so affectation, and the real son was refreshing and very good, just like her mother when she was young.

"You don't have to worry about children. She has been away from home for so many years. It's also right to have ideas in her heart." Cheng Xinzhou sighed and looked at Tang Lingxi with loving concern.

Seeing that his mother didn't get any benefits, Cheng Linglong stretched out his hand to pull his mother's arm, pretended to accidentally touch the wound through his action, and then shouted "ouch", frowning.

"What's the matter?" Ouyang Yalan immediately understood, and painfully held Cheng Linglong's hand. "Did it hurt?"

When old man cheng saw the gauze on his daughter's hand, his heart was also tightened.

When he got home, he saw Cheng Linglong's hand wrapped in gauze, crying that Tang Lingxi deliberately closed the door and hurt him. They were all looking at their grown daughter. It was impossible to say that they didn't feel bad.

But before he found Tang Lingxi, Beichen of Dongling came to the door and said frankly that he wanted to marry Tang Lingxi. The old man of Dongling family insisted that he was the second daughter-in-law. He didn't dare offend on both sides!

"Sister, your body is very special. After a door card, the wound festers and needs to be wrapped like a zongzi?"

Cheng Linglong shook his hands and looked up at Tang Lingxi. He was just about to refute, but he saw Dongling Beichen cold nearby and shut his mouth.

Ouyang Yalan took her shoulder and sighed faintly.

"However, the hand is my card." Tang Lingxi paused. Cheng Linglong raised his head in surprise because of her sincere words, but listened to her, "but it deserved it."

Cheng Linglong Teng stood up. Ouyang Yalan quickly took her hand. Cheng Linglong looked at the two Dongling family standing next to Tang Lingxi, but he dared to be angry, turned his head and burst into tears.

Seeing this, old man cheng quickly stood up.

"Linglong, don't cry," Cheng Xinzhou said to Tang Lingxi again, "Lingxi, don't embarrass your sister."

"Embarrassed?" Tang Lingxi said with a smile, "don't you know old man Cheng?"

Dongling Beichen took a step aside and stood beside Tang Lingxi, which made Dongling old man unhappy, very unhappy. He crossed his crutch and squeezed between them.

Tang Lingxi turned his head and saw that they were fighting openly and secretly. Then he pulled his face across Dongling and Beichen stood between them, which stopped the surging wind and clouds.

"When I come to this house, don't I have freedom? I won't let me go out. Put my hand on the door and give me a card. Why don't I card?" Tang Lingxi said.

"That's you taking your luggage. You're not just going out!"

"Can't I leave with my luggage?" Tang Lingxi raised his eyebrows, as if he had heard something incredible.

"You go out like this to tell your mother." Cheng Linglong glanced at Dongling Beichen and said with a hard head, "this is the most basic etiquette."

"Oh." Tang Lingxi sneered, "that's your mother, not my mother."

Cheng Linglong and Ouyang Yalan's faces changed, and even Cheng Xinzhou didn't know how to go on.

"I don't have to learn any etiquette when I'm around my lord Beichen of Dongling. Why should I learn etiquette here?"

Tang Lingxi said intimately and looked up at Dongling Beichen. Dongling Beichen's face was dizzy with a shallow smile, as if he had heard something relaxing and happy.