The scene was very chaotic at one point.

Mr. Xiaobai teased Wen Shiyi's father, but he was still under the nose of another father.

The fact that Wen Baiyu shrank was also exposed, but it was still in full view of everyone...

Luo Shen walked over and grabbed Wanqi Linmu so that he would not be lost again. Then he said to Wen Baiyu with a smile: "Uncle, you misunderstood, this is Mumu."

"Lin..." Wen Baiyu seemed to have no time to care about her future son-in-law teasing her. He stared at the shrinking Wanqi Linmu and said in shock: "Linmu?!"

Wanqi Linmuben didn't want to expose this incident, after all, it would cause a "uproar", but now...

Mr. Xiaobai also stared at Wanqi Linmu in surprise and looked up and down, saying, "You...you said this little girl is Wanqi Linmu? Don't joke."

As soon as he said this, he felt that Xiao Budian stared at him. Although Xiao Budian was not tall, his eyes were really similar to Wanqi Linmu. He had a sense of shady feeling of being in the grave. If it was summer, there was no need to turn on the air conditioner, but now it was winter...

Mr. Xiaobai laughed dryly, and Wen Shiyi smiled and said, "Oh, Brother Lin Mu, you are so cute. Don't say it, it looks exactly the same as when you were a child!"

As he said that, he also "exposed" Wanqi Linmu with Luo Shen: "You don't know that when he was a child, Brother Linmu was as malnourished as he ate, and he was thin and small, much shorter than his peers, but he was very good at eating, and he went down the back of his back!"

Wanqi Linmu: "..." Say a few words and you will die!

It was still the uncle Wanqi Jinghou who was reliable and said, "What happened to this?"

When Mr. Xiaobai heard that he had just teased Wen Shiyi's father. This was a large Shura field. Now that Wanqi Linmu rushed out to take the blame, that would be great.

So Mr. Xiaobai was particularly clever to divert everyone's attention and immediately responded: "Yes! Yes, Wanqi Linmu, what happened? Why did you become like this?"

Mr. Xiaobai asked very sincerely. As soon as he finished asking, he heard another father from Wen Shiyi, who looked very good-looking, had a very nasty figure, but had a very cold face. He said in a low but indifferent tone: "Eleventh, you must also talk about your boyfriend later."

Wen Shiyi didn't care at all, and she smiled and put her hand on Mr. Xiaobai's shoulder. According to the height difference between Wen Shiyi and Mr. Xiaobai, Wen Shiyi seemed to treat him as a crutch, which was very comfortable.

Mr. Xiaobai quickly shook Wen Shiyi's hand and immediately said, "Uncle... Uncle, you misunderstood. Wen Shiyi and I are not... not that kind of relationship."

Wen Shiyi didn't force her, raised her eyebrows and said, "Aren't you my boyfriend?"

Mr. Xiaobai winked Wen Shiyi. In this case, how could he admit it with a bit of anger?

Wen Shiyi ignored his eyes and said, "Can you be my friend?"

"Puff--" Mr. Xiaobai was almost choked to death by his breathing. He coughed "cough cough cough" and pounded his chest hard.

Uncle Wanqi Jinghou had seen strong winds and waves, and said calmly: "Then your cannon friend will talk about Bai Yu in a while."

Mr. Xiaobai: "..." He wants to break up with Wen Shiyi! No matter how handsome he is, he has to break up, otherwise he will not be able to live in the future!

Mr. Xiaobai originally wanted to divert everyone's attention, but he didn't know that his attention finally fell on his head, and it was an additional Shura field. This weight was not added by others, but by Mr. Xiaobai himself.

Why do you say that old saying? You can't live if you commit sins...

Mr. Xiaobai stopped talking now, drooping his head, standing aside, and honestly not speaking.

Uncle Wanqi Jinghou stared at the shrinking Wanqi Linmu, looked up and down, and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"

As he said that, he calmly took out his cell phone and took a photo of Wanqi Linmu, who was wearing a rabbit down jacket.

Wanqi Linmu: "..."

Wanqi Linmu mustered up his courage, jumped up and said, "Young uncle, take care of the uncle!"

Wen Baiyu coughed, arched Wanqi Jinghou with his elbow, and said, "Stop making trouble, I don't look like an elder at all."

Wanqi Jinghou put away his phone. He looked cold to everyone just now. When he turned to speak to Wen Baiyu, the corners of his lips were slightly raised. Although he was not smiling strongly, he revealed a strong sense of pampering and a Su Qi, saying, "Okay, listen to you."

Mr. Xiaobai: "..." I felt it, and I fully felt it. I might not be far from death. Why did I tease Wen Baiyu just now? If I teased Wen Shiyi, a father who was paralyzed in the face, I might not die so miserably in the future...

Wanqi Linmu rubbed his soft little hair and said, "I don't know what's going on!"

He had never heard of this kind of thing before.

Luo Shen said: "I checked it and it may have something to do with the volcanic stones."

Wen Baiyu turned his head and looked at the display cabinet behind him and said, "That's why you came here to participate in the exhibition?"

Wanqi Linmu nodded decadently, and the baby's fat and fleshy cheeks followed the nodding movement and trembled slightly. It was so cute that it made people feel the urge to rush up and pinch it.

Click—

It's the sound of the flash shutter again!

When Wanqi Linmu looked up, he happened to run into an uncle who was secretly photographing himself again.

Wanqi Linmu: "..." Can it be better?

Wen Baiyu glared at him, and Wanqi Jinghou naturally put away his phone, as if the person who was secretly photographed just now was not him.

Luo Shen saw it all, but as a "junior", he couldn't control the affairs of his elders. What's more, if the situation allowed, if Luo Shen's personality was not so "hypocritical", he should have taken out his cell phone to take a photo of Wanqi Linmu...

Luo Shen told the story of the matter to his two uncles and said, "There is no clue yet, but the strange young man is Mr. Zou's adopted son. There is no mistake in this. We are here today just to meet Mr. Zou for a while."

While talking, Wanqi Linmu was angry and walked alone with his back on his back. He was walking out in a small way. The feeling of being looked down upon by everyone was particularly bad.

As Wanqi Linmu walked, he heard a riot in the crowd. They were in the exhibition hall and the auction hall outside. The reporter seemed to be a hornet's nest. Wuyang and Wuyang began to act. It was surrounded by something. The flash light seemed to flash, which was a bolt from the blue!

"Mr. Zou!"

"It's Mr. Zou here!"

"Hurry, after you get the first-hand photo, post it immediately. We must get the exclusive first release!"

"Look!"

Wanqi Linmu also wanted to see it, but he was far away in the exhibition hall, and he was too short, so he didn't see anything at all, and he could only see a black crowd.

Wanqi Linmu stretched his neck and said, "Gudong!" He didn't pay attention and actually hit someone else's leg.

Because he is small now and his territory is not stable, he is so round that he staggers, "Godong!" and then he actually sat down on a big butt and fell to the ground.

Wanqi Linmu was stunned. He fell down, but he was still a big fuck!

What caught my eye was a pair of straight long legs, black suits and trousers, and black leather shoes. I slowly looked up. Wanqi Linmu's gaze was like a slow motion of a movie, bringing the person who met him little by little into his eyes.

The professional black suit does not look very expensive, but is full of professionalism. The man has a Bluetooth headset on his ear. He looks like he is not a VIP attending the exhibition, but a bodyguard.

The most important thing is...

The young man was wearing a golden mask on his face!

Wanqi Linmu opened his eyes wide and stared at the golden mask. For a moment, he thought he had met Wu Er.

But after a closer look, it was not very good.

Because Wu Er has no "entity", he is still in the form of soul, and everything he does is to forge his true body.

And this young man is a living person with his own body.

Moreover, the young man looks very young, and his figure is not similar to Wu Er. He looks tall and reveals a sense of elegance. If Wanqi Linmu has not shrunk, he will be as tall as Wanqi Linmu and thinner than Wanqi Linmu.

Especially the slender waist bound under the black suit, it doesn't seem to be full of grip, but judging from the standing posture, he is definitely a trainer and a master.

Although the young man wore a gold mask, he only wore half of it, revealing his thin chin. Although it was pointed and looked a little thin, the lines were very smooth and did not collapse, but were filled with a feeling of youth.

The young man lowered his head, and his amber eyes were revealed after the golden mask, looking at Wanqi Linmu indifferently and even indifferently.

In an instant, Wanqi Linmu's head buzzed, and for some reason, he suddenly felt an indescribable palpitations.

A sense of familiarity!

Wanqi Linmu narrowed his eyes and suddenly remembered that this young man should be the young man who followed them in the supermarket and left the volcanic stones, looking exactly the same.

However, the young man was wearing a hat and a mask at that time and could not see his face clearly. At this time, he was wearing a gold mask and could not see his face clearly.

Wanqi Linmu fell to the ground, and everyone immediately noticed it. Luo Shen hurried over, picked up Wanqi Linmu, and carefully brushed his clothes.

The young man in the golden mask stood there without moving, and then the sound of "wheels" sounded. The reporters outside were still taking photos with lightning and thunder. A wheelchair went straight into the exhibition hall from the side, avoiding the reporters and the crowd.

A man who looks thirty-five years old may be in a wheelchair.

The man was wearing a black suit, and the feeling was completely different from that of a young bodyguard in a suit. He showed a sense of nobility. Even his wheelchair was surprisingly exquisite, and the armrests of the wheelchair were even dotted with gems of gems.

rich!

Super rich!

Wanqi Linmu's eyes staring at the wheelchair immediately became shiny, shining with golden light, just like the flash light outside.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair but was not cramped. He had no sense of inferiority as a disabled person. A sense of elegance came to his face. Moreover, on his face, he could not fully understand the saying "Time is a killer".

Although a man is not young and is already an uncle, he reveals the charm of a mature man, just like a bottle of red wine, exuding the mellow fragrance of time.

There were some smile patterns on his lips, making the uncle look more gentle and easy-going.

The man turned his wheelchair and the young bodyguard immediately stood behind the man, pushed the wheelchair, and whispered: "Sir."

Luo Shen looked up and down at the man sitting in a wheelchair and said clearly: "Mr. Zou."

Luo Shen had never met Mr. Zou, and he had no interaction before, but when he saw the young man's attitude, he immediately understood.

I guess Mr. Zou created chaos in order to get rid of the reporters outside and entered the exhibition hall through the side door.

Mr. Zou smiled. His eyes were light in color, and his facial features were clearly deep and three-dimensional, but he smiled with concern. He was so gentle that he was simply a gentle and beautiful uncle.

Mr. Zou said: "You can participate in this exhibition. My name is Zou. This is my adopted son Ayu. I believe you have seen it before."

The young bodyguard stood behind him, and it was indeed Mr. Zou's adopted son. He looked like a stone Buddha without any expression, and even his eyes were motionless after the mask.

No, it is not so much a stone Buddha as a doll.
To be continued...