Pampered and arrogant: black-bellied husband please calm down

Chapter 438 Song Qingru: "My grandparents are clamoring to see Si Nuan, my granddaughter who has been lost for more than two years."

In the open restaurant.

In his left hand, Lu Nanchen held a bottle of dark brown red wine printed with French characters of flying and flying, and in his right hand, he came out of the temperature-controlled underground wine cellar behind the spiral staircase with two transparent goblets. He walked steadily towards Song Qingru who was sitting at the dining table.

He raised the red wine in his left hand, and said with a frequent smile: "This bottle of red wine, Li Yu's winery only produces [-] bottles a year, and he just ordered someone to send me five bottles from Paris yesterday morning, brother-in-law, you Luckily this time."

Song Qingru glanced at the red wine in Lu Nanchen's hand, "I heard that you proposed to Si Nuan at Pengcheng University at night, and she was so moved that she cried..."

"It is said that?"

Lu Nanchen paused for a moment while holding the bottle opener and twisting the red wine cork. While continuing to twist, he looked up at Song Qingru, "Didn't you see clearly at night on the campus of University A? Brother-in-law, your car with A jeep with a license plate from the Southwest Military Region, it’s hard for people not to notice.”

With that said, Lu Nanchen pulled out the red wine cork that had been unscrewed, and poured the red wine into the two transparent goblets at hand one by one.

After pouring, he first handed Song Qingru a cup, and then picked up another cup and handed it to his lips for a few sips.

"It tastes good."

Lu Nanchen put down his wine glass, and saw Song Qingru shaking the goblet in his hand, looking at the bright red liquid staining the surrounding glass wall, and said in a calm tone, Junyi's face did not show any signs of being poked by him just now. Embarrassingly broken.

"As long as my brother-in-law likes it."

Lu Nanchen picked up the dark brown glass wine bottle on the table, poured wine into Song Qingru's glass, and asked tentatively, "My brother-in-law didn't sleep so late, but ran to the door of my villa instead. What does it mean?"

"How did you persuade Si Nuan?"

Song Qingru raised her head, staring thoughtfully at her brother-in-law Lu Nanchen, who was a sure thing in front of her, and cut straight to the point, speaking with a slightly serious tone.

Without waiting for Lu Nanchen to answer.

Song Qingru continued on his own: "My grandparents didn't know where I found Si Nuan, and they were clamoring to come to Pengcheng to see Si Nuan, a granddaughter who had been lost for more than 20 years. They had already prepared their luggage and rushed to the airport. , I ordered the sentry to stop me with a phone call, and I was so angry that I was about to fall out at home, how could I even think about sleeping."

General Song wants to see Si Nuan?

Now Si Nuan doesn't even want to see Song Qingru, his elder brother, so how can he meet Song Old General, his grandfather.

Lu Nanchen frowned, his expression slightly complicated.

When Song Qingru saw Lu Nanchen showing such an expression, his face was a little uglier than before, "Lu Nanchen, haven't you persuaded Si Nuan yet?"

"Why, how come one by one"

Lu Nanchen smiled awkwardly, picked up the goblet on the table with his long and slender hands and passed it to his lips to drink a few sips, and said with a nonchalant smile: "I'm persuading me, but every time I talk about Si Nuan either didn't respond to this matter, or quickly changed the subject. In addition, Yu Zhongda was forced by you to find out his conscience a while ago and ran to the Public Security Bureau to surrender, and transferred Yu's pharmaceuticals to Si Nuan as a dowry. , regarding the matter of Yu Zhengxiong, Si Nuan is all focused on Yu's family, don't worry, I will try to persuade Si Nuan again..."

The more she listened to Lu Nanchen's words, the more ugly Song Qingru's face became, livid and frighteningly gloomy.

This look is almost exactly the same as the cold and gloomy look when he was giving orders in the army.

(End of this chapter)