The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

There was a "ding" sound.

The elevator reaches the first floor.

Gu Weimian walked out of the elevator.

Not far after turning the corner, we arrived at the restaurant.

Mr. Duan and Duan Xishen were sitting in wheelchairs at the moment. When they saw her appearing, they both looked towards Gu Weimian.

Gu Weimian was startled.

Why is the atmosphere so inexplicably tense?

She hesitated slightly, then walked towards the dining table.

This move of hers.

The two men who had been motionless happened to start moving.

Both people are facing the same direction.

Just in time, two wheelchairs stood in front of Gu Weimian.

Gu Weimian glanced at the two of them blankly.

Think about it.

She turned in one direction and headed in another direction.

Just walked to the right.

The two men suddenly turned the direction of the wheelchair again.

Just in time, the two bumped into each other again.

This time, the impact was not as strong as usual.

Gu Weimian, who was still a bit sleepy, was frightened out of his sleep.

She hesitated and whispered,

"If you don't want to eat at the same table with me, you can just say so. You still need to take care of yourself..."

Young people can't help but bump into each other like this.

What's more, the two people in front of them are still typical old, weak, sick and disabled.

As soon as she finished.

The two men just glared at each other.

Mr. Duan spoke first,

"How could we not want to eat at the same table with you? It's your father. He just can't get along with me."

He sighed,

"Look at it, look at it. When I go east, he rushes to the east. When I go west, he rushes to the west. I have never seen such an unfilial son."

Duan Xishen's deep voice sounded slowly,

"I follow you wherever you go. Isn't that filial?"

Mr. Duan was suddenly choked by Duan Xishen, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly.

He took a deep breath.

Before he could speak.

Seeing that his son had already sat at the table, he motioned to the servant on the side to pull out the chair next to him.

The man turned to look at Gu Weimian, who was standing not far behind him, and motioned for her to come forward.

Mr. Duan was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.

"You, you unfilial son!"

Gu Weimian was stunned the whole time.

To this day she still doesn't know what happened.

What are these two people fighting overtly and covertly doing?

Even Secretary Hong, who was following behind, said hello.

The old man pushed the wheelchair and walked to the edge of the dining table. He motioned to the servant on the side to pull up the chair next to him.

"Wei Mian, come over here and sit down."

Secretary Hong frowned, and finally understood what the two men were fighting overtly and covertly for.

He mentally rolled his eyes like Thomas spiraling up to the sky.

Can, can't, can, can't, this, what, childish!

As a staff member of the Duan family, he is also Duan Xishen's personal assistant.

Would you feel embarrassed?

Can you still leave a good impression of being mature and steady on the young lady?

Tired!

Gu Weimian stared at the two of them blankly. After a few seconds, she lowered her head and glanced at the watch on her wrist.

"I seem to be running out of time. I have to leave first. You guys eat slowly."

As she said that, she turned around like oiling the soles of her feet and hurried away.

This scene...she couldn't bear it.

What about the aloofness you promised? …

Where is the century-old noble that was promised? …

This must not be the Duan family. These two men, who represent the highest status and power of the Duan family, must be possessed.

Don't wait for her to run out of this Shura field.