Duanmu Yawang smiled, and before answering, an excited voice came from one side: "Master Gongyu?"

Bai Ziyue?

Duanmu Yawang recognized the voice, followed the sound, and saw Bai Ziyue coming in from the door, excited medicine ran towards her, and Mr. Bai and Bai Zizhang were behind her.

Of course, there are also a bunch of people from Lingfeng Villa.

However, only the three uncles and uncles who did not have her.

She stood up, nodded to Bai Ziyue, and greeted Mr. Bai respectfully: "Old Mr."

"Um."

Mr. Bai responded, and his serious old eyes glanced behind her, his eyes staying on Gong Yulanzhi and the others, and a touch of surprise and astonishment flashed through the always serious and calm old eyes.

Duanmu Yawang raised his eyebrows. He was like everyone else, surprised by Gong Yulan's outstanding appearance?

Mr. Bai’s surprise and astonishment were not instant, but lasted for a while. When Bai Ziyue and Bai Zizhang saw that their grandfather was so frustrated, they couldn't help being a little surprised and looked behind Duanmu Ya.

When they saw it, they gasped.

Where did the friends like Gongyu come from?

This, this is too good, right?

It's too good!

They are more rude than Mr. Bai.

Mr. Bai returned to his senses, his old eyes rolled twice, and he soon calmed down. It seemed that he took a deep breath and calmed his thoughts. Duanmu Ya looked around and was about to speak. Mr. Bai suddenly said, "It's rude."

"It's okay." She was used to it.

The people behind her are really too attractive.

Mr. Bai did not answer, and no longer looked at Gong Yulan Zhimu Qingchen and the others, and said, "I remember that I still have things to do. I guess I have to go back to the inn, Master Gongyu, you eat slowly."

Uh!

Duanmu Yawang was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Mr. Bai said to Bai Ziyue and Bai Zizhang who were still stunned on one side: "Ziyue Zizhang, let's go back."

"what?"

The two were called, but they still didn't respond.

"Grandpa has something to do, let's go back to our inn for dinner." Mr. Bai's voice was gentle, but there was a force that couldn't be ignored.

Bai Ziyue and Bai Zizhang also knew their grandfather. They heard Mr. Bai say this, even though they knew that they came here to eat specially, nothing happened.

However, although they don't understand, they can't refute their grandfather's face at this time.

They nodded obediently: "Okay."

"Master Gongyu, let's talk again when we have time." Mr. Bai said.

Duanmu smiled and said, "Okay, Mr. Bai, go slowly."

Mr. Bai nodded, turned around and left without looking at Gong Yulan to stop them.

Bai Ziyue Bai Zizhang nodded towards Duanmu Yawang, and quickly followed.

The other people in Lingfeng Villa also followed.

Looking at their backs, Duanmu Yawang didn't twist it, thoughtfully.

She returned to her previous seat and sat down. Little Bailu was eating the snack that Ye shopkeeper brought up, and curiously said as she ate, "Master, why did they leave as soon as they came?"

"I don't know."

Duanmu Yawang shrugged, Mu Feng sipped tea, and said leisurely: "When did Xiao Yawang know someone?"

"Just two days ago." When Duanmu Yawang said, he glanced at him, "People of Lingfeng Villa, have you heard of it?"

"Lingfeng Villa?"

Mu Qingchen frowned, and Duanmu Yawang immediately asked, "Does he know Mr. Mu?"

"No, I just feel like I've heard it."

All right.

Duan Muya listened, and stopped asking. At this time, the dishes came up, everyone was eating and chatting, and everyone drank at the table.

Mu Feng, Lan Chengche, Mu Qingchen and the Brahma Sutra all drank.

As always, Gong Yulanzhi and Huo Fei only drank tea, skipped meals and seldom chatted, they were simply eating and sitting with them.

Duanmu Yawang became addicted to alcohol, and also drank a few cups.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone seems to have a good amount of alcohol, and they are not drunk. However, when the wine is a thousand cups of confidants, Mu Feng takes a sip of wine, and suddenly sighs: "I don't know when we will have such a day."

He suddenly raised such a topic, very sad, Duanmu Yawang tapped the back of his hand with his chopsticks, and said angrily: "What are you doing? We will get together again when we have a chance."

"……Right."

Mu Feng didn't know what he thought of, but he laughed, then raised his glass and touched the cup with Duanmu Yawang. He sulked a small cup. Duanmu Yawang also wanted to be bored, but Gong Yulan's slender hand held the back of his hand.

Duanmu Yawang blinked, and Gong Yulan calmly said, "You can't drink any more, you will be drunk if you drink again."

"will not."

Duanmu Yawang smiled nicely at him, with a flattering voice in his voice: "I rarely get drunk. The alcohol level on the shopkeeper's side is not high, and it's okay to mix with two pots."

Gong Yulan stayed silent, pursing his lips and looking at her like that.

"Okay, okay, don't drink anymore, but just have a drink with Mu Feng, right?"

Gong Yulan let out his nose with a hmm.

Then, Duanmu Yawang took a light sip under his gaze and put down the cup.

After putting down the glass, she looked at the wine in the glass, pondered for a moment, and whispered to him with her head sideways: "But the wine is poured. It would be wasteful not to drink."

"Don't fool around."

Gong Yulan could see what Duanmu Yawang meant at a glance, and said three words coldly.

Duanmuya looked down and coughed lightly, and stopped playing the remaining two-thirds and two glasses of wine, and ate vegetables obediently.

"By the way, Yawang."

At this time, Lan Chengche asked her: "Next, what are you going to do?"

This sentence was actually asked last time.

This time, when Lan Chengche asked, Duanmu Yawang felt that everyone at the table stopped moving to look at her.

Duanmu Yawang shook his head: "I don't know, Mr. Luo's side has almost come to an end. I have been out for several months, and I should go back to see my grandfather."

Duanmu Liguang, an old man at home, was really uneasy.

However, speaking of going home and Duanmu Liguang, she couldn't help but glanced at Lan Chengche, her heart was very complicated.

I don't know when I can recognize him.

Ugh!

However, Lan Chengche couldn't talk about it here. Her grandfather would talk about it anyway, at least let him know that the grandson he had been looking forward to was not dead and still alive.

Lan Chengche nodded, he looked at Duan Muya deeply and said: "I want to return to Chi Yan too."

After that, I added a sentence: "Welcome to see me."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang smiled, "If you are free, you can also come to me. If you pass by, you can also sit in our house. My grandfather will definitely entertain you."

"good."

Lan Chengche bent his lips slightly and nodded.