I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Lu Qidong spread his hands: "Look. I said Dad wouldn't be fooled."

Song Qingwan took a deep breath, pulled up the confused little girl, and strode into the mahjong room.

Before leaving, she did not forget to scolded in a low voice:

"Your Lu family's brains are too perverted. Anyway, I can't keep up! Come on, Lili, let's not play with them! They are all bad guys!"

Lu Junhan: "..."

Lu Qidong: "..."

The little girl let out an "oh" ignorantly and followed her aunt in.

Song Qingwan controlled her emotions and went in with Lu Junhan and Lu Qidong.

Say hello to the others first.

Then, fearing that the little girl would get a bad reputation, Song Qingwan introduced them one by one and asked her to call someone.

This room is very large, with few facilities, it looks very empty, but the decoration is very elegant.

The old man and Yu, Lin, and Song were sitting at the mahjong table, while Shen sat leisurely beside Song. The old man held a cup of tea baked in the Qing Dynasty, which was still haunting. The faint scent of tea, the expression is solemn and solemn, neither angry nor happy.

He was wearing a more serious and simple tunic suit, and his face looked much more peaceful and kind than the irritable and irritable old man.

But the aura is like an intimidating Buddha, and his wise eyes are calm and unwavering.

Looking at him, Song Qingwan inexplicably felt a sense of unease and fear that he could easily see through.

On the other side of Mr. Song, Ye Wanwan was standing in a red cheongsam.

Her long hair was carefully curled up, and her face was delicate. At this time, she was very quiet and respectful, and silently poured tea and water for several big people, without daring to say a word.

Occasionally, she would glance at Shen Lao, and then secretly retract her gaze.

It was probably because of Old Shen's presence, or because Old Shen's aura was too majestic, no one dared to smoke in the room, and the air was still fresh.

The little girl was wearing a light green skirt, her two little ponytails were swaying, her skin was fair, like an elf in the forest, and there was a kettle hanging on her body.

She opened her big black and clean eyes, and her long dark eyelashes fluttered. Under the introduction of Song Qingwan, Xiaomayin obediently called out one by one:

"Hello Mrs. Yu, Mrs. Lin, and Mrs. Song."

When it came time to introduce Shen Lao, Song Qingwan stopped immediately when she met Shen Lao's sharp eyes that were as smooth and calm as Mount Tai.

That coercion is really too strong, and it is a terrifying bearing that only people who have experienced real wind and rain and all kinds of bloody tempering will have.

When she looked at him before, she only felt a little horrified, but when Shen Lao looked at him, it was like a mountain topping down, making her a little breathless.

Her heart trembled, and her voice suddenly stopped.

Seeing that her aunt did not speak, the little girl raised her head with her big black and bright eyes, and looked at Shen Kangping, who was sitting on the huge Taishi chair in front of her, motionless and calm.

Shen Kangping looked down at her quietly.

Little Loli tilted her head and thought for a while, thinking of the names of her aunt and father just now, her small body politely bent over slightly, and the little milk voice was tender and clear, and she said loudly:

"Good old Shen!!!"

This little milky voice called it was full of vigor and deafening!

It was as if the soldiers were raising their hands with the commander and reporting loudly!

The atmosphere in the room froze for a moment.

Song Qingwan was amused by the little girl's righteous and adorable appearance. Lili seems to be born with a smile and does anything to be funny, but because of the old Shen, she wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

The brain was running fast, and I was trying to use some excuse to interrupt the matter of calling the little girl the wrong name.

Yu Rende and Lin Yulu looked at each other, and there was a fox-like cunning in their old eyes.

As soon as she came to offend Old Shen, she didn't even know how to call her, this great-granddaughter of the Lu family is really stupid!

It seems that they don't have to do anything. I am afraid that Lu Fanen will not be sitting for a long time!

But the next second, they were dumbfounded.

I saw that in the dead silence of the audience, Shen Lao quietly stared at the little girl's fair face, and was the first to laugh.

The laughter is a little low, no anger can be heard.

Seeing this, Song Qingwan endured her fear and hurried forward: "Old Shen, the little girl's family is ignorant, and she still doesn't know how to call someone. Please, sir—"

"It's okay,"

Shen Kangping's eyes were calm and unpredictable, and he raised his hand slightly. With just a simple movement, Song Qingwan didn't dare to say a word.

The old Shen's voice was deep, with a little smile, very thick, and he didn't seem to be offended and displeased:

"It's rare for me to see little dolls who are not afraid of me."

Yu Rende, Lin Yulu, and Ye Wanwan over there all changed their faces.

They could clearly see that not only was Old Shen not angry, but he was...intrigued.

Old Shen actually had his own children, but they were all boys. The Shen family pursued a thorough education of iron and blood, and the strong were respected. When the children were over a year old and could walk a little, they were all sent to the army for training, without any exceptions.

Old Shen's feelings for them are not close either. It's better to say that they are father and son, grandfather and grandson.

Shen Kangping's big old hand fell on the head of the little girl with a confused face, and asked her calmly:

"Little Lu family, what's your name? How old are you this year?"

The old man was afraid that the little girl would be ignorant and talk nonsense, which annoyed Old Shen.

After all, after so many years, the old man himself still hadn't fully understood Old Shen's character.

I only know that it is very cloudy.

When he was young, Shen Lao once praised him with a majestic smile and praised him for completing the task well and worthy of praise, and then, the next second, he could kick him into the river mercilessly.

Because it was taught by Old Shen, several of the people present were very afraid of Old Shen.

The old man gritted his teeth and finally got up from his position:

"Old Shen, this girl..."

Shen Kangping's eyes were calm, and he said without raising his head: "I didn't ask you, just sit down for me."

These words fell flat and indifferent, but they were like thunder, and the effect was dramatic!

The old man didn't dare to say a word for a while, and even the other three elderly people sat firmly on the mahjong table, like a quail, looking at their nose and heart, silent.

Song Qingwan was stunned when she saw it.

These few present, put them outside, which one is not calling the wind and calling for the rain, the power is monstrous, and no one dares to provoke it.

Now, under Old Shen's hands, he's actually so... good?

Incredible.

The little girl turned her head to look at the old man who was too scared to speak, frowned, and then looked at the calm Shen Kangping in front of her, and said in a milky voice:

"My name is Lu Li, I am three years old this year."

Before Shen Kangping could speak, Xiao Luli pursed her lips, looking unhappy: