The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Duan and Duan Xishen were both sitting in wheelchairs at the moment. The man turned his head to look at Gu Weiman, who was standing not far behind him, and motioned her to come forward. The old man pushed his wheelchair and walked to the side of the dining table, signaling the servant to pull out the chair next to him.
With a "ding" sound.
The elevator reached the first floor.
Gu Weimian walked out of the elevator.
The restaurant is just around the corner.
Mr. Duan and Duan Xishen were both sitting in wheelchairs at the moment. When they saw her appear, they both looked towards Gu Weimian.
Gu Weimian was stunned.
Why is the atmosphere so inexplicably tense?
She hesitated slightly, but still walked towards the dining table.
She moved.
The two men who were originally motionless also started to move.
Both of them were heading in the same direction.
Just then, two wheelchairs blocked Gu Weimian's way.
Gu Weiman stared at the two of them blankly.
Think about it.
She turned and headed in another direction.
Just walked to the right.
The two men suddenly turned the direction of the wheelchair again.
Just then, the two bumped into each other again.
This time, the force of the impact was extraordinary.
Gu Weiman was awakened from his sleepiness.
She hesitated for a moment and whispered,
"If you don't want to eat at the same table with me, just tell me. You should take care of yourself..."
Young people can't help but bump into it like this.
What's more, the two people in front of him are typical old, weak and sick people.
As soon as she finished speaking.
The two men glared at each other.
Mr. Duan spoke first.
"How could we not want to eat at the same table with you? It's all because of your father. He just wants to make things difficult for me."
He sighed.
"Look at me, look at me. If I go east, he'll rush to go east too. If I go west, he'll rush to go west too. I've never seen such an unfilial son."
Duan Xishen's deep voice slowly rang out.
"I'll follow you wherever you go. Isn't that filial piety?"
Old Master Duan was suddenly choked by Duan Xishen and couldn't even breathe smoothly.
He took a deep breath.
Before he could speak.
He watched as his son sat down at the table and motioned to the servant to pull out the chair next to him.
The man turned his head to look at Gu Weiman, who was standing not far behind him, and motioned her to come forward.
Mr. Duan was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.
"You, you unfilial son!"
Gu Weimian was confused the whole time.
To this day she still doesn't know what happened.
What are these two people fighting overtly and secretly about?
Even Secretary Hong, who followed behind, greeted him with a look of hello.
The old man pushed his wheelchair and walked to the side of the dining table, signaling the servant to pull out the chair next to him.
"Weimian, come and sit here."
Secretary Hong's brows relaxed, and he finally understood why the two men were fighting openly and secretly.
He mentally rolled his eyes in a 360-degree Thomas spiral.
Can’t you be so childish!
As a staff member of the Duan family, he is also Duan Xishen's personal assistant.
You'd feel embarrassed, okay?
Can I still leave a good impression of maturity and stability on the young lady?
Tired of heart!
Gu Weimian stared at the two of them blankly. After a few seconds, she lowered her head to glance at the watch on her wrist.
"I think I'm almost late. I have to go now. You guys take your time eating."
Having said that, she turned around and ran away as if she had greased her feet.
This scene...she couldn't bear it.
Where's the coolness you promised me? ...
Where's the promised century-old noble? ...
This must not be the Duan family. These two men who represent the highest status and power in the Duan family must be possessed.
Without waiting for her to escape from this Shura field.