I have ten trillion licking dog gold

How exceptionally talented and beautiful must a woman be to make her father and brothers unable to lift their heads or look her in the eye?

Excuse me.

They are father and brother.

But it doesn't matter.

The key point is that Lan Peizhi's "timely" appearance caused this space to seem unable to contain the presence of such a powerful being. The atmosphere was frozen, solidified as if it were about to collapse.

Dadonghai.

It's so small?

"Honghong".

The men who had just been boasting and flattering fell silent, but Lan's mother, the only woman present, stood up.

Lan's mother certainly wanted to ease the tension, but she was truly incapable of lying, so with an embarrassed blush, she followed her heart and asked, "Why are you here?"

Oh my God!

You might as well not say anything!

The martial arts master, who wished he could bury his head under the table, felt his scalp tingle and secretly groaned.

Lan's mother's remarks were inappropriate, but what about him?

They didn't even have the courage to speak up.

Fortunately, the Peace Hotel was built to a high standard, and even after the passage of time, there are still no cracks in the ground; otherwise, he probably would have had to crawl inside and hide.

"Should I not have come?"

Lan Peizhi turned her head to look at her mother.

"That's not what Mom meant... Mom meant..."

Lan's mother looked around and found that the three men, the old, the middle-aged, and the young, were all hanging their heads and deep in thought, and she didn't know what they were thinking about.

have to.

None of them can be relied upon.

"Mom means...we were planning to give you a surprise."

These words.

It's alright, I guess.

Lan Peizhi, dressed in flowing white robes and exuding an ethereal aura, nodded. "It's quite a pleasant surprise."

The Martial Saint's heart sank lower than his head. Suddenly, his leg was bumped by an unknown object.

Martial Saint glanced to the side and saw Jiang Chen winking at him.

Go now.

Isn't that just asking for death?
but.

He had just made a bold statement.

Willing to go through fire and water for the other.

He will be fifteen tomorrow.

A hundred years ago, they would have been able to go to the battlefield to defend their country.

A true man, born between heaven and earth, how can he be untrustworthy, how can he live a life of dishonest cowardice?

"Snapped!"

It wasn't a slap; the Martial Saint simply pressed his hand down on the table abruptly, but the sound still startled Wu Guangjiang.

He raised his head and saw his son standing up in a heroic posture, ready to die for his country.

good boy!
They are responsible.

He has guts.

He felt increasingly gratified, and then lowered his head again.

"sister."

It was like blowing up a balloon in one breath, but when he actually looked into his older sister's eyes, he suddenly realized that the balloon wasn't tied tightly, and the martial saint's courage was leaking out wildly.

"sister."

He steadied himself, made a resolute decision, and faced death without fear: "It was my own idea."

This kid.

Aren't you going to pull them apart?
Is it because of the Law on the Protection of Minors?

But the law is as fragile as a napkin on the table when it comes to you, my older sister.

Eyes facing each other.

All I could hear was the rhythm of a heartbeat.

"Sorry for the wait."

The waiter, carrying a tray to serve the dishes, inadvertently broke the oppressive atmosphere.

"It seems I shouldn't have come."

"Honghong, what are you saying?"

Lan's mother grabbed her arm. "We were planning to tell you tomorrow, since it's your brother's birthday. We know you're busy, so we didn't want to waste your time."

Lan Peizhi's mother held a rather special place in his heart; this was the inherent weight of the word "mother."

Perhaps knowing this herself, Lan's mother held onto her daughter tightly, saying, "Come, sit next to me. It's not easy for me to see you."

The simpler the words, the more sincere the emotions they contain. With Lan's mother's efforts, Lan Peizhi actually sat down. Wu Guangjiang stopped pretending to be invisible and seized the opportunity to call the waiter, "Add a set of tableware!"

"Sister, how did you know we were here?" Wu Sheng slowly sat down as well, letting out a slight sigh of relief, but her heart remained heavy.

My older sister is a person of status in the East China Sea.

It's unlikely that he would disregard his image and hit himself.

But in private, it's hard to say.

The person who hasn't greeted anyone yet remains silent.

Actually, he wasn't surprised by Lan Peizhi's arrival.

It's not surprising that he was able to bring Lan's parents over. As a daughter, it's not surprising that she knew her parents' whereabouts. Although Lan's parents didn't reveal it, the whole village was probably full of Lan Peizhi's "spies." As soon as they went out, Lan Peizhi immediately received the news.

However, what Comrade Jiang Chen didn't expect was...

The other party is so impatient.

They're coming to kill us today.

"Didn't your dad just buy you a belt?"

The Martial Saint was taken aback.

Jiang Chen was also taken aback.

"Wu Guangjiang...you used...my sister's card?!"

The Martial Saint's gaze slowly shifted, belatedly realizing what was happening.

Wu Guangjiang was embarrassed and gave an awkward laugh, "That was a supplementary card that Honghong gave us. Could it possibly be used for location tracking?"

He was also confused.

"I knock..."

The Martial Saint almost cursed.

He was genuinely touched just now, feeling that Wu Guangjiang had gone to great lengths to buy him a gift.

So he was just using his older sister's money to pretend to be rich!
That's not all.

Doesn't the main cardholder know that when a supplementary card is used for a purchase, the primary cardholder will receive a notification?

The time, location, and amount spent are all clearly recorded!
"Aren't you kidding me? Why didn't you say so earlier that you used my card?!"

The Martial Saint turned his head, "Sis, why did you give him the card?"

Lan Peizhi remained silent.

Lan's mother said in a low voice, looking embarrassed, "Honghong's card was given to me, but I gave it to your father."

"..."

"..."

"..."

This family.

It is clearly a story of a loving mother and a filial daughter.

The couple is very loving.

"Mom... how could you give away the things your sister gave you to someone else?"

This brat, how could he turn on you so suddenly?

Wu Guangjiang became displeased and put on a stern face. "What do you mean by 'others'? Am I someone else? If it weren't for buying you a gift, I would never use this card in my entire life. If you don't believe me, ask your sister. Have I ever used this card to make purchases elsewhere?"

They still tried to justify themselves.

Just as the Martial Saint was about to engage in battle, someone who had been silent all along and almost seemed not to exist finally spoke.

"Your uncle offered his heartfelt gift, and Pei Zhi provided the money. Isn't this belt the best gift?"

As expected of Boss Jiang.

Don't play in low-skill games.

His words were like golden rules, which not only helped Wu Guangjiang out of a predicament but also saved Pei Zhi's face.

and many more.

Pei Zhi?

Lan Peizhi wasn't here just now, so he could talk nonsense as he pleased, but now the whole family is here together.

The Martial Saint immediately shut his mouth, finally understanding what it meant to use the technique of first criticizing before praising.

Seeing that his older sister had been pretending to be mute since she arrived, Jiang Chen felt a little disappointed.

It's him who is shallow.

An idol will always be an idol!
"What did you call me?"

This was the first time someone had spoken, and the first time Lan Peizhi had looked directly at the other person since arriving.

"Shh-"

The eyes of Lan's mother, Lan's father, and the Martial Saint all focused on the same face.

It's unknown what the parents were thinking, but Wu Sheng was sweating bullets for them.

There's a reason why someone can sit here and be called his "brother".

Then all that was heard was one sentence.

"It's my fault, Honghong."

The Martial Saint was struck as if by lightning, his mind and spirit were shaken, and he prostrated himself completely, his ears filled with an old, worn-out song.

—Just like that, I've been conquered by you~ (End of Chapter)