son, who is your father

Chapter 364 He is fake (2)
"It's not difficult to say, since I entered the door, I noticed that my aunt was holding this brocade bag in her hand. Although my aunt didn't care about it, she glanced at it from time to time. The strength of her grip was very light, as if it was extremely precious. Generally cherished, of course, this is also the reason that attracts Li to pay more attention." Chu Junli smiled and replied, "Both, although the kit is well preserved, in terms of fabric and obsolescence, it has been around for a long time , if Li's guess is right, it should be 20 years!"

"Young man has good eyesight!" Glancing at him appreciatively, Ruoshui really praised, but she didn't expect that she thought she had concealed it well, but she didn't want to be seen by others.

"Auntie is too much!" Chu Junli nodded modestly.

"Wait, what does this have to do with the real and the fake Luo Zhengying?" Gong Jueshang asked, but before anyone could answer, he suddenly realized: "Oh, I see, could it be that this kit is the same as the water bag back then?" ...The holy water of Sushui Palace and the real Luo Zhengying's love object?" Originally, he habitually wanted to address Shui Suxin, but when he thought that she was the mother of a certain woman, he swallowed the words back, no matter if it was the real mother or not. It's still a fake daughter, anyway, he is afraid that the woman will hold grudges, some people must not be offended!
So that's the case, if so, then it makes sense, the real Luo Zhengying sent a token to Shui Suxin, but the fake Luo Zhengying didn't know about it.

The complexion of the old Patriarch Luo changed. He didn't expect that after 20 years, everyone around Luo Zhengying was dealt with silently by him, but he didn't want anyone to recognize him. A pair of gloomy eyes stared at Ruoshui's hand. I don't believe that I have hidden it for 20 years, but it was destroyed on this small sachet today.

"Just a small kit can prove that the old man is a fake? You really don't think much of me, Luoyun Villa!" As soon as Luo Lao Patriarch finished speaking, the people of Luoyun Villa surrounded him , everyone has deep internal strength, light and steady steps, and their skills are much better than the previous group of people. It can be seen that this group of people are all under the loyal hands of the old Patriarch.

"This young master is only half right. This bag is indeed the property of the master, but it is not a token of love." Seeing this, Ruoshui just gave him a sarcasm, and when he looked at Chu Junli, , her eyes turned soft, and it could be seen that she really admired this enchanting and elegant man.

"Auntie has something to say, it's okay!" Seeing Ruoshui looking at him with a questioning look, Bai Moyi was slightly startled, and nodded.

At this time, the hand was slowly held by a cool but warm hand, Bai Moyi lowered his head, and Luo Yuchen was looking at her affectionately and painfully, everything was speechless.

Slowly, the strength of the clasped hands gradually increased, Bai Moyi looked at him, and suddenly felt the same fate. It turned out that their fate today was doomed as early as 20 years ago.

"The brocade bag was embroidered by the master himself, and the picture on it was obtained by the young lady by accident. The master was very happy when he saw it. The phoenix danced for nine days, and he was at ease in the world. When the master embroidered the brocade bag that day, only Luo Laozhuang The master saw it alone, and once said a word. After the master heard that sentence, he asked the servants to put away the bag and never show it to others! Therefore, only the real owner of the villa, the master and the master can know about this matter. Three servants!"

If the water talks here, stop talking.

Everyone understood that this was the reason why she was sure that the current Luo Lao Patriarch was a fake.

"Old owner, since you said it was a lie, do you remember what you said that day?" Luo Lingran Wen Er asked.

"It's been a long time, the old man doesn't remember!" A flash of panic flashed across his face, and he quickly regained his composure, the old Patriarch Luo snorted coldly.

"No, judging from the situation just now, the old Patriarch has a deep affection for the saint, so how could he not remember every word, every word she said, and even every action she made, I'm afraid he will Keep it in your heart!" Turning his eyes to Bai Moyi, Luo Lingran spoke with a deep meaning, his eyes were deep, he was talking about others, but also seemed to be talking about himself.

"You already knew?" Surprised by his calmness, Bai Moyi still asked worriedly, caring more than anything else.

"No, I was just skeptical before, I didn't have evidence, and I didn't dare to believe it, but today I'm just sure!" Luo Yuchen said very indifferently, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

The cold eyes in his clear eyes suddenly became very strange, Bai Moyi suddenly grabbed his collar, and with a kind of sinister, vicious, whispered like a long-cherished enmity: "Don't tell me, you know Who is Wushang's father, let alone tell me..." The voice was inaudible, the tip of Bai Moyi's nose was almost attached to his nose, Luo Yuchen suddenly became nervous for no reason, couldn't help holding her breath, and looked at her faintly .

"Don't tell me that damned man is...you!" After Bai Moyi finished speaking, he let go of him, slowly pulled his face away, stared at his face that was always calm, and gritted his teeth a little. , he can't be normal, and if that's the case, he's unforgivable!
Luo Yuchen was dumbfounded. He thought about it, but he really didn't expect her to ask this question. His handsome face was a little stiff, and his hands suddenly grabbed Bai Moyi's hand that was about to leave. With her eyes, she said in a deep voice: "Yiyi, if what you said is true, what would you do?" No matter what happened before, just now, it is not difficult for him to see the hatred in her heart. Do you hate that man?
He suddenly felt scared, a kind of fear he had never had before.

Bai Moyi stared at him quietly, his blue eyes were deep and cold, and after a while, he smiled suddenly, and said: "Isn't this going to be true!" Because it won't, there is no if, but she is thinking too much!

Luo Yuchen let out a sigh of relief, but his mood remained undiminished, and Feng Qingyun's faded and refined face was a little dignified.

"Of course it can't be true, because he's not that kid's father at all!" She seemed to be laughing at her worryingly. Although their voices were very small, they could still be heard by these masters whose internal strength was different from ordinary people. One or two, the old Patriarch Luo snorted coldly.

The others just looked at the two of them quietly, with different and unpredictable expressions.

"Old man, if I were you, I think I should think about how to get out today, instead of taking care of other people's family affairs so leisurely!" Gong Jueshang interjected.

(End of this chapter)