Chapter 858
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Lu Chongshan was a little worried when he saw that Xiaobao was going to write for him.
Because of his attainments in calligraphy, everyone had high expectations for Xiaobao. In addition, Xiaobao had given everyone a high impression of being a genius, so it was inevitable that everyone would be more harsh on him. However, they did not expect that the result would be such a pleasant surprise for him. He was filled with gratification that he had a successor!
This surprise was thousands of times stronger than the precious calligraphy that Guan Rui gave him!
"Good calligraphy!"
Just as the guests were exclaiming, a powerful voice suddenly came from behind.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man in a military uniform striding over from the gate.
The man was tall and straight with a determined face. It was the General of the Zhuang Family — Zhuang Liaoyuan!
"Chief Zhuang, sorry for not going out to meet you! Sorry, sorry! "When Lu Chongshan saw him, he immediately greeted him with a face full of smiles.
"Chairman Lu, don't mention it. I was busy with the army, so I'm late. Please forgive me!" Zhuang Liaoyuan also said politely.
"Of course, it's business. Chief Zhuang, please come in …"
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Zhuang Liaoyuan walked straight to the calligraphy that Xiaobao had just written. After a closer look, he was full of admiration, "This calligraphy was written by your grandson?"
"Yes! It's a birthday gift from my grandson! "Lu Chongshan looked proud.
Zhuang Liaoyuan glanced at the little boy beside him and nodded, "That's rare! At such a young age, he can write so well! Chairman Lu, this child has learned all your skills! "
Zhuang Liaoyuan was talking with Lu Chongshan. When he accidentally saw Ning Xi beside Xiaobao, he couldn't help but be stunned, "You …"
Ning Xi also recognized Zhuang Liaoyuan, but it was not appropriate to talk to him in this situation. She could only pretend that she didn't know him and continued to lower her head.
Zhuang Liaoyuan also came to his senses and quickly recovered his surprised expression. However, when his eyes fell on Lu Tingxiao, his eyes instantly turned cold.
Because of the arrival of Zhuang Liaoyuan, the atmosphere in the banquet hall became lively again. After all, such a prominent red family was the target that many people wanted to make friends with.
Most importantly, such a top-notch aristocratic family rarely interacted with other wealthy families. It was only on occasions like Lu Chongshan's birthday banquet that he could show his face. It was a rare opportunity for him to speak.
As for Guan Rui, his nerves immediately tensed up. He also knew that the Zhuang Family and the Lu Family had the intention of getting married, so he wanted to quickly think of a way to test the intentions of their biggest competitor …
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Deep into the night, the birthday banquet finally came to an end, and the guests left one after another.
Xiaobao followed Lu Tingxiao to see the guests off, and Ning Xi went to the small garden alone to get some fresh air.
He was sitting on the swing, holding his chin as he excitedly recalled the domineering and handsome scene of Xiao Bao. Suddenly, he noticed that someone seemed to be slowly approaching from behind. Moreover, he could tell from the sound of the footsteps that it was a martial artist.
Thus, Ning Xi stood up with a whoosh and looked behind her warily …
In the next second, his vigilance turned into astonishment.
It was Zhuang Liaoyuan!
Why did he come here? He couldn't possibly be here to look for her, right?
"That boy treated you like this?" Ning Xi was puzzled. Zhuang Liaoyuan suddenly looked at her and said.
When Zhuang Liaoyuan said this, the expression on his face looked very displeased and even a bit cold.
Ning Xi was confused by this sudden question. "Uh … ah? Chief Zhuang, who are you talking about? "
Was he talking to her?
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