Chapter 157: The story of Lang Yukun

Chapter 157 Lang Yukun's Story
Many people in the Lang's hall, Yan Yan and billowing. The little guy was telling Langcha what gift he wanted. Langcha was about to go to the airport and went to the country with Lang Qin.
"Dad ..." Lang Hongyue rushed to Lang Cha, and he didn't even care about his stomach. "You can't do this to me, I'm your daughter!"
Yan Huan quickly hugged him, the chubby dumpling was frightened, and stared at Lang Hongyue with wide eyes.
"Grandpa, I'll take you upstairs to change clothes." Yan Yan said hello and went upstairs.
Lang Ruoxian lifted Lang Hongyue up, "Aunt, watch your belly."
"You go away!" Lang Hongyue didn't appreciate it and pushed him away. "Let's stay here for good intentions, now it's fine! Are you happy?"
Lang Qinyu also stood up with a smile: "Dad, I forgot to take something, go back to my room."
When Lang Hongyue saw Lang Cha ignore her, he cried: "The daughters of other people's families are called Jiaosheng, and you have only their three sons in our house. Am I the one you picked?"
"Always give them the opportunity to grow up and let them do this and that, what about me?" Lang Hongyue cried and became more aggrieved, "I can only stay obedient. If I didn't find a man myself, then Send me to marriage! "
Lang Hongyue seemed to talk about her grievances from childhood to age. For a while, the living room was so large that she only complained and occasionally sobbed. Langcha waited until she had finished speaking before speaking.
"Crying over? So you mean, because of this you are going to kill your own nephew? Kill your second brother's only son?" Langcha's gaze was cold, "If you are not my daughter, you can still be good Sitting here crying? "
"If you are not my daughter, can I still keep you alive after you killed my grandson?" Langcha closed her eyes. "Hongyue ... you do n’t know how to repent, you dare to come and question me."
"Dad ... I'm not ... I didn't ..." Lang Hongyue said blankly, "I ... I just couldn't accept it all at once."
"Then take it slowly." Langcha waved his hand. "With this skill to hate others, think about how to run the company in the future."
Without Lang's backing, Lang Hongyue's company can no longer wait for money to be delivered to her door. She has to grab business and open up the market like other companies. Otherwise ... just wait to be eliminated.
"Aunt, you know Grandpa's temper, and what he decides will not change." Lang Ruoxian helped her up, this time Lang Hongyue did not refuse.
She suddenly realized that she might not have any more chips to fight with Lang Ruoxian. In the future, she will live under Lang Ruoxian's hands. She must be patient for the children in her belly.
As long as she gives birth to a son, Lang Ruoxian will be old in 20 years. By then, she can help her son to get Lang back! At this point Lang Hongyue apparently has forgotten the existence, and even forget that Lang Ruoxian will get married and have his own children ...
"Thank Ruoxian, I was just too excited, not for you." Lang Hongyue took a paper towel and wiped her tears, then said with a special remorse and Langcha, "Dad, who says I don't know repentance, I I knew it was wrong, you can rest assured! I will run the company and show you the results! "
Langcha glanced at her: "Okay, I'll wait."
"Dad, can you go?" Lang Qin came downstairs. "It's getting late."
When Langcha got into the car, he didn't forget to tell Lang Ruoxian: "Your dad will give it to you and take good care of him."
"You can rest assured that you also need to take care of your body." Lang Ruoxian nodded to Lang Qin, "Trouble your little uncle."
Lang Qin smiled: "What's the trouble with taking care of my old man, Yu Kun's kid staying in the country temporarily will take care of you!"
"My brother, you're welcome." Lang Ruoxian closed the door, "all the way."
Lang Ruoxian returned to Lang Li's room: "Dad, grandpa is gone."
"Your grandpa doesn't like hand-to-hand disability, but he is also soft-hearted." Lang Li kept watching on the balcony, watching the old man leave by car. "Since he can't bear his daughter, let me do it."
Lang Ruoxian looked at his watch: "I will go to the company later, at night ..."
"You don't have to come back at night." Lang Li smiled. "The less you get in touch with me, your grandfather won't doubt what you know then. And ... you don't live in Yan Yan, how to get them mother and son Here it is! "
"Dad, don't you object?" Lang Ruoxian pushed him into the room.
Lang Li patted his hand: "Why should I oppose it, you married Yan Yan, and the 30% stake is the big house."
In his eyes, it doesn't matter that a woman gets married, it's just a status.
"Don't you need to move back?" Yan Yan prepared and rolled back, surprised to see him sit in the driver's seat, "leave your dad alone here?"
"He's not alone, Yu Kun is also there." Lang Ruoxian leaned over to fasten her seat belt and kissed her by the way.
I was seen rolling in the back.
"I want to kiss too!" He put his head up.
Lang Ruoxian also kissed him: "We are having dinner today."
"Don't ..." Yan Yan frowned. "If the reporter can take a picture ..."
She's still Fiji's girlfriend now!
"No." Lang Ruoxian started the car. "The reporters in that place couldn't get in."
The car drove for a long time, almost to the other side of the city, and stopped at a small alley after two hours.
"Rolled asleep." Yan Yan looked at Lang Ruoxian helplessly, it goes without saying.
Lang Ruoxian smiled and hugged and rolled up, "Although it's a bit far away, it's safe here, and things are good, wait for you to try!"
This is the old city of G city. The several alleys in sight are protected urban architectural heritage and cannot be demolished at will. It retains the buildings of the late Qing Dynasty in the last century, which is very distinctive.
"Come, here." Lang Ruoxian took Yan Yan with him for a few minutes and stood in front of a courtyard called Beiming Youyu.
After entering the courtyard, a waiter welcomed them to the second floor. When I went upstairs, Yan Yan saw the whole picture of the courtyard, with mountains, water, alas ... and stories, because she saw Lang Yukun in the private room, and the waiter called his boss.
"Sit!" Lang Yukun wasn't surprised that they came. Obviously, Lang Ruoxian had an appointment with him.
Before tumbling, Lang Yukun made people wonder where to move a small bed, or the kind of wooden cradle with a special flavor.
"New." Lang Yukun said, "Clean."
Lang Ruoxian put it in, and the little boy squirmed and didn't wake up.
"Just ask what you want!" Lang Yukun called the waiter to serve, and personally brought Yan Yan a cup of tea.
The tea is pink. It is poured into a white and blue porcelain cup, which has a feminine mood.
"Here ... when did you open it?" Yan Yan took a teacup and took a sip. The delicate fragrance of Longjing tea was a touch of nectar.
"Just when I came back last time," Lang Yukun said.
That was when Yan rolled up three years ago, Yan Yan thought.
"I didn't expect you to open a restaurant." Yan Jiyi leaned against the window. "This kind of restaurant won't make a lot of money ..."
Lang Yukun smiled: "I want to be quieter here, I didn't expect to make money. But I didn't expect the business to be good. This private room is reserved for my own, otherwise you may not have a place at this point."
"His chef was dug up at a high price." Lang Ruoxian interjected, "the kind of century-old, master with real skill in his hand, who makes palace dishes."
When the dishes came up, Yan Yan realized that the so-called court dishes, each one was beautiful and exquisite like crafts, and the ingredients were the best. How could the taste be bad.
He woke up half a bit, eating a small belly, bulging, when he walked, Lang Yukun asked the kitchen to make a sugar painting for him. I was so happy that I immediately decided to like this uncle.
"Is he planning to stay in China?" Wanjia was on the way back. Lang Ruoxian had a kind of quiet time, and when she heard Yan Ye was so curious, she told her what she found.
"Do you know Uncle Xiao has been alone for so many years?"
"Well, I heard Grandpa said that his wife died of cancer, as if Yukun was only eight years old."
Lang Qin and his wife are freely in love, and the two love each other deeply. In the years when his wife died, Lang Qin was planted at work, leaving Lang Yukun at home and going abroad by himself.
"The grandmother of Lang Yukun was very sad because she lost her daughter, so he was sent to her grandmother's house. The seven-year-old uncle took him to the United States.
Yan Yan turned her head: "What's the point?"
"Hehe ..." Lang Ruoxian reached out and squeezed her face. "The point is here. In those seven years, he had a good relationship with a little girl in the neighborhood. The two went to school together.
"He likes that girl!" Yan Yan said.
"Well, I like it very much."
What Yan Yan thought: "Did he do something to make that girl sad?"
The ones Lang Yukun asked her before should be related to this girl.
"I don't know the specifics." Lang Ruoxian hit the steering wheel. "It seemed that the girl's family had an accident and only herself was left. Then Lang Yukun misunderstood her again. The two had a contradiction, and the girl disappeared. . "
"Presumably I hid and didn't want to see him." Yan Yan shook her head. "Is that restaurant for that girl!"
The car turned into the villa area and has arrived home.
"I heard that the girl's ancestor was the royal chef, and the family were all chefs." Lang Ruoxian parked his car. "Lang Yukun has been looking for someone. This time he has news that he will definitely stay in China and will not leave for a short time. "
"Roll!" Yan Yan, who was about to get off, suddenly screamed.
Sitting billowing in the back was startled.
"Mommy mommy?"
"I said you were quiet all the way. I was eating sugar secretly!"
Lang Ruoxian only found out that he rolled the remaining half of the sugar painting ...
"Come down!" Yan Huan took the sugar painting from his hand and gave it to Lang Ruoxian.
Rolling wrongfully crawling out of the car.