This time, Lin Yueluo felt that she slept particularly comfortably.
When he opened his eyes, looking at the soft big bed, he was obviously a little confused.
It turns out this is his space!
After calling twice and receiving no response, I realized that he had left.
Then he walked out and looked at the clock on his watch. The time and space in this illusionary realm actually stopped.
The banquet was still going on, with the sounds of the heads of the family talking about business, the ladies comparing themselves to each other, and the laughter of the younger generation... all blended together, like a farce.
He walked directly to the dining area, and sure enough, Sichun was still eating there and enjoying himself.
She shook her head helplessly and looked at Si Jian again. Although she had not spoken, she was surrounded by a group of little girls of the same age who were discussing music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Si Lan accompanied his father, drinking like a successful man.
But General Si was hiding in a corner drinking wine alone, still white, and his appearance was a bit pitiful.
"Ms. Lin, can you dance with me?"
The young man was polite, but compared to Xiao Yan, his eyes lacked aura.
Afraid that Lin Yueluo would not know his identity, he quickly added:
"I am the young master of the Luo family."
After hearing this, Lin Yueluo said "Oh" and thought: It turned out to be the one who asked why his mother's surname was not Luo at the coming-of-age ceremony.
"Sorry, I haven't learned to dance."
As soon as these words came out, Young Master Luo looked surprised, and his eyes became more contemptuous.
It turns out to be a vase! Just like Luo Chun, he is someone who cannot be put on the stage.
Pretending to be exaggerated:
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I didn't expect that Miss Lin couldn't dance. I hope you'll forgive me for offending you."
The voice was not too quiet, and it successfully interrupted the thoughts of the young men who were planning to come up to dance with the protagonist of the banquet.
Lin Yueluo also calmed down and walked to Si Xihao.
She sat across from him, resting her face on her hands.
With a smile he said: "Do I look like her?"
Si Xihao drank some wine and turned his head a little slowly. He didn't know whether she was talking about her mother or the child who died young.
He hasn't gotten a picture of that kid yet! But she does look like Lin Niang.
If it weren't for plastic surgery and deliberate learning, it would just be organizational training.
He wished it was tissue culture, at least it would be his own flesh and blood.
"It looks like it."
After hearing what he said, Lin Yueluo's lips curled up.
"Do you know what you look like? Like a wretch that no one wants."
When Si Xihao heard this and was drunk with alcohol, his eyes became angry.
"This is so annoying! So many people are watching!"
Si Xihao looked at the group of people outside, clenched his fists and let out a cold "hum".
Then he drank and drank, not wanting to look at Lin Yueluo again.
He just asked lightly: "Are there any children who talk to their father like you do?"
"It's available now."
After Si Xihao heard this, he raised his head and glanced at her.
Lin Yueluo took the opportunity to give him a harmless expression.
After all, he is his biological father.
Although no one would recognize his daughter, Lin Yueluo would still get close to her.
After all, I have never experienced a father’s love when I have grown up! Give it a try and run away when you get tired of it.
"Stop drinking. You look so depressed. People who don't know better would think it's the loss of a daughter rather than the recognition of a daughter!"
Si Xihao looked at Lin Yueluo with misty eyes. What else could he do if he didn't drink?
Blood relationship is a very strange thing, and Lin Yueluo successfully understood what he meant.
Sighing, I love my own father.
"Let me take you somewhere."
Si Xihao did not refuse, and the two of them left the restaurant one after another.
After leaving the restaurant, Lin Yueluo said "Huh".
I don’t have a mobility scooter!
"Hey, Dad. Do you have a motorcycle? How about I take you racing to sober up?"
Si Xihao laughed, obviously not listening to Lin Yueluo's words.
"I admit that you do have two skills, but your strength is far inferior to what I had back then. Drag racing is not something a little girl like you can do."
Si Xihao said this, but he still took out a motorcycle from the hotel's underground garage.
After putting on his helmet neatly, he climbed onto the motorcycle with his long legs.
He whistled skillfully towards Si Xihao, looking like a gangster.
Although Si Xihao was a little drunk, his brain was not dead.
He looked away speechlessly, what kind of thing did he recognize?
This thing definitely has nothing to do with me, and my appearance must be perfect!
"Sit tight!"
Lin Yueluo put down these words and kicked her feet a few times.
The motorcycle made a "whining" sound, and then the throttle handle was turned directly to the head.
The entire car body flew out like a long arrow from the string.
It drifted beautifully, with the car body half touching the ground and passing under the car identification pole.
Si Xihao was shocked. A feeling of the aftermath of a disaster came to his heart, and he opened his mouth to reprimand:
"Lin Yueluo, do you know how dangerous what you did just now is? It's easy for the car to overturn. And at your speed, if something goes wrong, you'll have to take off at least one layer of your skin!"
The corner of Lin Yueluo's mouth curled up again. It was a pity that she was going to die! How can you do something you are not sure about?
"I didn't expect that General Tangtang Si would be emboldened by such low-level operations. I will take you to a place that is really interesting."
Si Xihao frowned, but couldn't say what he wanted to say.
Forget it, let her go, maybe we can also test the person behind her.
Thinking of this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and closed his eyes to rest.
Lin Yueluo looked through the rearview mirror, just in time to shorten the distance.
Don't think she doesn't know that Si Xihao's positioning is also closed.
If he hadn't been able to see where he was when he went to the restaurant earlier, he wouldn't have looked for that servant, which was Peng Linglin.
Soon, the destination was reached.
Over here, the system is more advanced and you can scan your face.
Lin Yueluo's face was recognized immediately, and he even said a few polite words.
"Welcome back, Miss Lin Yueluo."
"I hope you will be satisfied with this trip to Dark Street - Valley of Resentment."
Si Xihao was startled by the voice and opened his sleepy eyes.
His eyes were hazy, as if someone had disturbed his sweet dream.
And those hazy eyes were looking around.
What a place!
In the entertainment place on the dark street, unless an old man at the top of his game comes, he won't speak.
It seems that she is quite open.
Lin Yueluo drove the car forward, and the system instantly captured Si Xihao's face.
"Welcome Mr. Si Xihao."
Obviously he has been to this place before, and he is also very strong.
"Ugh, I didn't expect General Si to come to this kind of entertainment place."
Listening to Lin Yueluo's joking, Si Xihao chose to ignore it.
He had played in other Gloomy Valleys, but this was his first time here.
Si Xihao took a deep breath as he looked at Lin Yueluo rushing towards the track on the far right.
(End of chapter)
