The eldest son's gaze was like cold water, extinguishing all the heat on her cheeks. She quickly lowered her head, feeling inexplicably at a loss.
Wen Ying was afraid that she would offend him, so she quickly took two steps behind his wife.
"I just had too much wine last night and didn't get a good rest. I look like I'm not in a good mood. It won't be good if your father comes back and sees him."
The lady spoke slowly, her voice was extremely gentle, but it seemed that none of her words had reached the ears of the eldest young master, Lu Congzhi.
Lu Cong only tilted his head slightly and twitched the corners of his lips, not hiding his arrogance at all: "Ms. Zhang, your son is there, don't discipline the wrong person."
Wen Ying's wife, Mrs. Zhang, is Mr. Lu's stepmother.
The eldest son is the son of the late wife. He has been naughty and disobedient since he was a child. He and his wife have always been at odds with each other. In the past, he would never come to greet her. I thought the sun would rise in the west today, but I never thought that he still likes to be called A temper that makes people unable to get off the stage.
It was the second son, Lu Congjing, who began to smooth things over: "Mother, my son is studying abroad these days and cannot be filial by your side. He is always close to his mother. Now that his mother looks good, my son feels a little comforted."
"My son is filial." After saying these words, Madam was really happy and walked down the steps. She couldn't help but sigh, "The Lu family comes from a scholarly family, and your father is the head of the civil service. You are the most beautiful girl in high school. You really are." If you don’t disgrace your ancestors, your father will also have a bright face.”
As soon as she said this, the faces of the masters in the room changed in their own way.
The Lu family is now blessed with a double blessing. One is that the eldest son has made a meritorious service as an escort and has been directly awarded the title of a sixth-grade knight. The other is that the second son has become the most beautiful girl in high school and has received the Holy Emperor's royal pen.
Last night's banquet was all about congratulating Shuangxi, but now the lady only said that the second young master brought honor to the family, and also mentioned the scholarly family background, but did not mention the eldest young master's appointment to an official position.
Lu Congzhi's eyes shot directly over, cold and dangerous, but Lu Congjing quickly smoothed things over: "Mother's words are serious, my son is just fortunate to be taught by a good teacher, and his ancestors are in the dark, so he is blessed today." .”
He said and glanced at the eldest son: "My eldest brother is still very powerful. It's not easy for me to act as a general. I can make a name for myself on my own. It's because I have the ability."
Wen Ying stood behind the lady, listening to the second young master's humble and courteous words, and trying to reconcile them, she secretly felt some admiration in her heart. The second young master was so powerful, people couldn't take their eyes off him as soon as he opened his mouth.
This is similar to the fact that the eldest son in the family is violent and violent, the wife is mean and cunning, and the second son is the kindest and most kind-hearted person. It is like the melting snow in early spring, which is warm and makes people's hearts itch, but in that kind of thing, it is extremely... the same. His own temperament seemed a little different.
Wen Ying thought about last night and was slightly distracted, her face even redder.
Not a single word of the verbal battle that followed reached Wen Ying's ears. She could only look at the second young master shyly. His casual lips could affect her mood.
But suddenly, she seemed to hear the eldest son sneer, and then he slammed the cup on the table. The clear sound made Wen Ying tremble slightly, followed by the eldest son's low and teasing tone: " Mrs. Zhang, now that the old man hasn’t come back yet, why bother pretending to be a loving mother and a filial son?”
As he said that, his sharp eyebrows swept across the lady and landed on Wen Ying for a moment, giving Wen Ying a fright. She secretly thought to herself that the position she was standing in today was really unlucky.
The madam looked very ugly after being talked about by the eldest young master. The atmosphere was now in a stalemate and everyone was being stood up. Wen Ying did not dare to breathe loudly. She only thought in her heart that the madam was beaten by the eldest young master today. They, the maids, There must be no good fruit to eat.
She also secretly hated the eldest young master in her heart. If he hadn't been choking with his wife all the time, how could the second young master not have a chance to speak? If the second young master couldn't speak, how could she be asked to pass?
She was secretly anxious, but she didn't know if the second young master heard her voice. He stood up directly and raised his hands to the madam: "Mother, my son has something to discuss with his mother."
Wen Ying's heart skipped a beat, and she clenched her hands unconsciously. The eldest son beside her stared at her with an extremely relaxed expression.
