It's impossible to apologize. You can't do it in your life.

The iron faced Chen Guoqing stares at Chen Lin, who has been drinking tea for himself and is still cocking his legs. He jerks his crutches to the floor and gets up with a cold hum. He goes out without looking back.

No one is going to pull him, because it's useless.

"You go and follow him. Don't let anything happen to him." Chen Geng Ming pointed to the two younger generations and sighed.

Two younger people in their twenties look at each other.

"Well, sir, my feet hurt and I can't walk."

"Oh, I have a stomachache. I'll go to the bathroom first."

"I'll go with you. I want to go to the bathroom, too."

"Wait for me, wait for me, I'll go too!"

The other young students, who were in a bad situation, went to the bathroom in a group and ran clean, leaving only a group of old and middle-aged people with even more ugly faces.

Although they also hate Chen Guoqing, they are old people like Chen Guoqing, or they are about to become old people. It is a bit sad to see these young people who do not want to see an old man.

"Well, I'll go." Chen Yu, who finally got up, snorted coldly and rushed out.

After all, it's his father. If he doesn't go, no one really wants to go.

"Second grandfather, have tea." Chen Lin looked at Chen Gengming and continued to drink his own tea.

Chen Guoqing ran away by himself and didn't need him to carry the pot. It's good.

Chen Geng Ming took the cup of tea, sighed and took a sip, but his face changed slightly. He smelled the tea and observed it carefully.

"What kind of tea is this?" He looked up at Chen Lin with some shock in his voice.

"Lingwu mountain tea, good to drink?" Chen Lin chuckled, "after the careful cultivation of small maple, Lingwu mountain tea is no longer ordinary tea, but a real Lingcha, which can't be bought with money."

The Chen family, who were still in the office, turned green.

Even tea is spiritual tea. Is the Xianjia flavor too strong?

Chen Feng in the end how many good things ah, has been countless?

The more they think about it, the more miserable they feel. The more they think about it, the more they panic.

Chen Geng Ming's face is also green, can't do, holding the teacup hands are trembling, in the heart has a mouth sullen, can not spit out, let him be about to carry the breath.

"Evil." He carefully put down the cup, sighed bitterly, and looked up at Chen Lin.

"We are not qualified to ask you to do anything, and there is no reason to ask you to forgive us. But we are family after all, can't we give you a chance to make up for our mistakes?"

"It's not that I don't give the chance." Chen Lin looks at Chen Gengming, who is very old. His heart is not soft.

"If you look at the present Chen family, you think that they are superior to others, and they don't pay attention to anyone and make trouble everywhere. How can you look like a noble family?"

"It's just a pool of mud that can't be supported on the wall, so it's good to talk about making up for the bad?"

What they said about Chen's elders was more ugly and could not help but retort.

"It's just a few stupid little guys who make trouble. On the whole, it's good."

"That is, we have so many Chen family members that we can't deny the whole family just because of a few people?"

Chen Geng Ming raised his hand to stop the elder's explanation and looked at Chen Lin, who was showing a sneer.

"We will discipline the clansmen well, but I hope you can give us a criterion. To what extent can we really accept us?"

Others are also looking at Chen Lin.

"To what extent?" Chen Lin closed his eyes and slowly took a deep breath.

"I can't tell you exactly because I don't have the decision."

"You just do it. It depends on you to what extent you want to achieve and what you can achieve."

Many Chen family members frown at each other.

Is it the same as not saying it?

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