Chapter 969: The Majesty of the Apprentice
“What are you here for?”
Wen Huarong asked expressionlessly.
"I'm here..."
Feng Lin glanced at Wen Ning who was washing the dishes and did not continue.
"Wen Ning, I'll wash it later. You go and take a look at my dishes first."
Wen Huarong said to Wen Ning.
"Okay grandma."
Wen Ning immediately stood up and walked to the kitchen.
Wen Huarong glanced at Feng Lin, "Come in."
After that, she walked to the living room in the back.
Feng Lin hurriedly followed in.
“Tell me, what’s the matter?”
Wen Huarong sat on the sofa and asked calmly.
"Senior, have you ever heard of Xu Xianfan?"
Feng Lin got straight to the point. He would definitely not hide it from Wen Huarong.
“I’ve heard of it, what’s wrong?”
Wen Huarong’s expression changed from the previous casual look to a serious one.
"She has now captured my wife Xu Ruoying and used her to blackmail me into asking you for the address of Shura Palace."
Feng Lin stood in front of Wen Huarong.
"Huh! She's dreaming!" Wen Huarong snorted coldly.
"Can I know where this place is?"
Feng Lin looked at Wen Huarong's expression and felt that this address was not easy to get.
What if after three days, there is no progress at all on his side.
Xu Ruoying is likely to be in danger.
"Why should I tell you? Xu Ruoying's life and death has nothing to do with me. You can go back!"
Wen Huarong crossed his arms and glanced at Feng Lin coldly.
"Senior, don't be so unkind. We are somewhat related and we are all one family."
Feng Lin said with a smile, "You don't have to tell me your address. At least let me know what it is?”
“Who wants to get close to you?”
Wen Huarong glared at Feng Lin.
"Senior, do you know Lanrou? Her grandfather's name is Lanhe, and Lanrou is my fiancée."
Feng Lin originally didn't want to use this title.
But the fiancée is closer after all.
"What? You already have Xu Ruoying, and you are engaged to Lanrou? Get out! I hate men like you the most!"
Wen Huarong stood up, pointed at Feng Lin and shouted.
"Senior, don't be like this, this matter has nothing to do with me."
Feng Lin waved his hands hurriedly, "This is all arranged by my father. I don't know about it. What's more, What's more..."
"Say! Let me see how you make it up!"
Wen Huarong said sharply.
"I really didn't lie to you. In fact, I don't want to marry so many wives, but they... insist on marrying me!"
Feng Lin said something that was very easy to get beaten.
But this is the truth.
"Is there such a thing?"
Wen Huarong's face returned to normal. Speaking of which, this boy is indeed not simple.
She couldn't feel Feng Lin's aura at such a close distance.
It is reasonable for such a genius to be secretly loved by many women.
"Do you really know Lan He?" Wen Huarong asked.
“Yes, Old Man Lan and I are quite familiar with each other.”
Feng Lin nodded repeatedly.
"I don't believe it, just call him." Wen Huarong said lightly.
"Okay."
Feng Lin immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Lan He's number.
After the other party connected, Feng Lin pressed the hands-free button.
“Boy, what’s wrong?”
Lan He's voice came, and on the other side of the voice, there was the sound of news.
Apparently in the yard again, listening to the radio and drinking wolfberry water.
Wen Huarong's cold expression suddenly softened.
But her voice was still cold, "Master! You've been hiding so well. I haven't been able to find you for so many years!" "Who are you? Have you admitted the wrong person?" Lan He He said immediately there.
"You dare to hang up? Feng Lin is right here. If you dare to hang up, I will go to your house right now!"
Wen Huarong growled.
Feng Lin on the side was startled.
Is this a disciple?
Why do you feel that the apprentice is more majestic than the master?
"Haha! You girl, you are not young at all, but you still have the same temper."
Lan He said with a smile.
"I'm very angry. You haven't contacted me for so many years. Do you still recognize me as your apprentice?"
Wen Huarong said displeased.
"You have already graduated from school and are not a child. What do I, a bad old man, do to you?"
Lan He sighed there.
"Hang up first. I'll write down this number. Let's take time for master and apprentice to chat privately."
Wen Huarong felt that it was inconvenient for Feng Lin to talk here.
After saying that, she hung up the phone and wrote down the number.
"Senior, you are so domineering, talking to the master like this." Feng Lin gave a thumbs up.
"He deserves to be scolded! He only cares about practicing swordsmanship and doesn't care about anything. He is so honest and honest. He wants to give advice to everyone he sees. He doesn't even distinguish between good and bad people."
Wen Huarong shook his head and threw his phone to Feng. Lin, "Let's not talk about him anymore."
Feng Lin caught it with both hands and asked with a smile: "Senior, what about Shura Palace..."
"Wen Ning said a few days ago that she was going to school and is about to start school. You can send her there tomorrow. "
Wen Huarong glanced at Feng Lin and said.
Feng Lin nodded happily, Wen Huarong did not refuse, obviously intending to tell him.
"By the way, senior, is this matter related to the country or the safety of the people?"
Feng Lin suddenly asked, "If it involves something serious, I will inform the old man."
"What? If the implications were serious, would you choose to ignore your wife?"
Wen Huarong asked suddenly.
"I still won't answer this question. I can only say that I am a selfish person."
Feng Lin smiled and waved his hand.
Wen Huarong pointed to the plates outside, "Stop standing there stupidly and wash the plates."
"Oh."
Feng Lin rolled his eyes, quite cool Will summon people.
Wen Huarong went to the kitchen again, and Wen Ning came over with a smile.
When she saw Feng Lin busy here, she hurriedly said: "You are a guest, how can you wash the dishes."
"It's okay, your grandma and the elderly in my family are all They are good friends, just treat me as one of your own." Feng Lin did not stop.
Despite what Feng Lin said, Wen Ning still squatted aside to help.
"Your grandma asked me to take you to school tomorrow."
Feng Lin looked at Wen Ning's little face and said.
“Are you leaving tomorrow?”
Wen Ning muttered, “That’s okay, I can go to school a few days in advance to dry out my quilt.”
After washing the dishes, Wen Ning Ning went to her room and packed her luggage.
Feng Lin looked at Wen Ning's busy figure and shook his head gently.
This girl Wen Ning is similar to Zhao Qingqing. She has a good personality and knows how to take care of others.
But compared with Zhao Qingqing, she is more confident.
I don’t know which bastard will be cheaper in the future.
Tonight, Feng Lin slept in Wen Ning's room.
As for Wen Ning, she went to Wen Huarong’s room.
Before the two parted, they decided to have a good chat.
Early the next morning.
Feng Lin went to a corner and pulled out Wuling Hongguang from the space ring.
Wen Ning has a lot of luggage, which cannot fit into the sports car.
Parking the car next to the restaurant, Feng Lin went to the living room and moved all the luggage to the car.
Wen Huarong and Wen Ning also woke up one after another.
After several people had breakfast, Feng Lin took Wen Ning to Gushi.
Come to Gushi University.
Feng Lin parked the car in the parking space outside the gate.
He picked up his luggage and followed Wen Ning.
"Wen Ning! Your family doesn't sell Wuling Hongguang, right? You have a Mini, and your boyfriend has a Wuling Hongguang Plus."
Not long after the two left, a woman's voice said, Came from behind.
(End of this chapter)