A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

Chapter 747 Apology
"You have to live your life on your own. You and Ling Yuan are just the beginning. There are still decades to come."

"If you keep being so insensitive, people are made of flesh and blood. Can he still be so nice to you and continue to live with you?"

"..."

Liu Wenpei opened his mouth, but suddenly stopped talking.

Even though he was in a delicate mood and still a little indignant, Liu Wenpei could only keep silent for the time being.

The Lu family's wealth and extravagance had nothing to do with her, but one thing was certain.

That is, no matter what, it cannot affect her and Ling Yuan.

Let’s talk about the Ling family.

Liu's mother's mouth seemed to have been blessed.

The old couple of the Ling family hurriedly carried the things and went to the door to apologize in the middle of the night.

Although the Fu and Lu family in the courtyard did not turn the person away, the old couple were embarrassed after talking about this matter.

The more polite and indifferent Lu Yuanzheng and his friends acted, the more uncomfortable the old couple felt.

It's all about affection and friendship. The two families have frequent visits. They are like relatives but better than relatives. How wonderful it is to get along like this.

Now this is all...

"Who would want to do this? Her job was done by her uncle! What was the result? Tell me about this matter?"

"Yes, yes, it's all her fault. I'll tell her off when I get back. I'll definitely not do that again in the future."

In the kitchen, Tang Mei was washing dishes and putting away chopsticks with a stern face.

Across the table, Ling's mother kept apologizing.

Tang Mei snorted, glanced at Ling's mother in a strange way, and finally sighed:

"We can talk easily here, but I can't guarantee anything for Xiaobao."

Tang Mei was also unhappy about what Liu Wenpei had done.

But the relationship between the two families is like this. Even if you are angry, you still have to give them some face.

Besides, after having been in contact with each other for so many years, they all knew the character of the old couple in the Ling family.

It was Liu Wenpei who did the trouble. What's the point of them complaining to the old couple?
Just make things clear, that's all.

If they were treated unfairly or made mistakes, let them go back and sort it out themselves. Lu Yuanzheng thought so too.

However, when Tang Mei mentioned Lu Miao, Ling's mother's brows suddenly frowned.

Turning around and looking at the dim lights in the main hall, Ling's mother felt helpless and sighed worriedly.

"Ugh!"

In the main room, Father Ling sat at the bottom of the long table, holding an enamel pot and sighing:

"I have no face to ask for your forgiveness because of this incident, but after thinking about it, I don't know what else to say except to apologize."

Lu Yuanzheng's eyes were sharp and deep, but his expression was unusually calm.

She pursed her lips and was about to speak when the door of the room behind her suddenly shook and rang.

Lu Miao came out angrily, holding the child.

Lu Yuanzheng paused, then turned his head to look at Fu Jingyou who followed him out.

Fu Jingyou touched the tip of his nose and looked away, avoiding his father-in-law's gaze.

He stopped it.

But it didn't stop him.

Lu Yuanzheng felt it was shameful to see him not daring to challenge his wife.

It's unbearable to watch, so I just don't watch it.

Lu Yuanzheng turned his head and stared at another time bomb that was about to explode.

The elders value the friendship that has been established over most of their lives and choose to let it go without further delving into it.

But Lu Miao couldn't help but care.

She can endure a little bit of frustration.

She couldn't bear it if her child was implicated.

Holding little Baichuan in his arms, Lu Miao pulled a bench and sat down diagonally next to Ling's father.

"Xiaobao..."

Father Ling was stunned for a moment, looked her up and down, and then his eyes fell on the child.