The Immortal Emperor Returns Chapter 35 Chu Xun Visits The Tang Family!

On the way back, Tang Rou called her parents and told them that she was going to take a friend home.

But she didn't say that the friend was Chu Xun.

At the Tang Family, Song Ci, Tang Rou's mother, was stunned, holding the phone.

"Is it Rourou? What did she say?" Tang Rou's father, Tang Wenyan, closed the newspaper and asked the stunned Song Ci.

"Rourou said she would take a friend home." Song Ci paused and continued, "Do you think Rourou is in love? She's happy in the phone."

Tang Wenyan adjusted his gold-rimmed gla.s.ses and frowned slightly.

"You're not happy when you heard my words, are you?" Song Ci put down the phone and asked with doubt while looking at Tang Wenyan's expression.

"What can I be happy about?" Tang Wenyan muttered.

"What did you say? Rourou is in her twenties. If she doesn't find a boyfriend now, it will be too late for her to find one. Do you want your daughter to be the leftover girl?" said Song Ci discontentedly.

"Huh, it's a shortsighted view. Does my daughter need to worry about marriage?" said Tang Wenyan.

Song Ci was stuck. Tang Wenyan was right. Tang Rou was smart and beautiful, and indeed excellent.

"Anyway, I'm telling you that you have to welcome him when he comes."

Tang Wenyan nodded, unwillingful. But he thought to himself, "Huh, no way."

The car stopped downstairs to Tang Rou's house. Chu Xun followed Tang Rou upstairs with the gift he bought on the road.

Then they knocked at the door!

Song Ci opened the door and looked at Chu Xun as soon as she opened the door.

The man was a little too good-looking. He had knife-shaped eyebrows and clear eyes, looking sunny.

Song Ci nodded in secret. A person with such clear eyes proved that he was very kind, because the eyes are the window of the mind.

"h.e.l.lo, Aunt Song!" said Chu Xun.

"Hi, h.e.l.lo, come in!"

Tang Rou pouted a little. She seemed to be ignored.

Chu Xun followed Song Ci in and saw Tang Wenyan looking through the newspaper that had been read once.

He didn't seem to see Chu Xun.

Song Ci was embarra.s.sed and secretly kicked Tang Wenyan.

Tang Wenyan didn't seem to feel it. He still held the newspaper to block his face.

Chu Xun wanted to laugh. He felt like a new son-in-law who had just come to visit his parents-in-law and was troubled by his father-in-law.

"Uncle Tang, long time no see!" Chu Xun said with a smile on his face.

"Long time no see?"

Tang Wenyan couldn't help but put down the newspaper and turned to Chu Xun. He was still unwilling. "This man is too good-looking."

Then he said, "Have we met before?"

Song Ci also looked at Chu Xun curiously.

Tang Rou and Chu Xun looked at each other and laughed.

"Dad, he's Brother Chu Xun!" Tang Rou couldn't help chuckling.

"Little Xun."

"You are Little Xun?"

Tang Wenyan and Song Ci exclaimed one after the other.

"Uncle, aunt, I'm Little Xun. Long time no see."

At this time, he was neither the Immortal Emperor nor the cultivator, but an ordinary junior.

Tang Wenyan and his father were close friends, and the relations.h.i.+p between the two families had been good. Tang Wenyan and Song Ci always treated him as a son.

"Are you really Little Xun?" Tang Wenyan put down the newspaper, couldn't help but stand up, and looked at Chu Xun in surprise.

Song Ci was also in disbelief. Although Chu Xun was also good-looking three years ago, his skin was dark and was totally different from this handsome young man.

"Uncle, aunt, I'm Little Xun indeed. I haven't seen you for three years. How have you been?"

"We are all doing well..." Song Ci said happily, "Boy, please sit down and let's have a talk."

Four people seated!

"Little Xun, where did you go three years ago? Do you know that we've been looking for you crazily?" Tang Wenyan's tone was a little reproachful.

"Sorry for giving you so much worry."

Chu Xun was very sad. He could think of how many hards.h.i.+ps and sins his parents had suffered while they were looking for him.

Chu Xun said what had happened during the past three years, but he concealed the fact that he had been to the world of cultivation and cultivated.

It was too bizarre to speak out.

This was the first time he had confided it to others.

After Chu Xun finished speaking, Song Ci and Tang Wenyan looked at each other in disbelief.

Tang Rou was grieved that Chu Xun had suffered a lot.

After all, Tang Wenyan and Song Ci had experienced a lot. Although they were shocked, they were still calm.

"Little Xun, you must be more careful in the future. I don't think the one behind the stage would give up," said Song Ci anxiously.

"Auntie, don't worry about me. I will find my parents."

Tang Wenyan sighed. As Chu Xun said, the power of the one behind the stage was unimaginable.

Chu Xun had just been released and had no right and no power. How could he fight against the one behind the stage?

"Brother Chu Xun..."

Before Tang Rou finished speaking, Chu Xun touched her little head habitually and said with a smile on his face, "Don't worry. My ability is not weak!"

Tang Rou thought about it and found Chu Xun's ability was really not weak. "Such a gangster as Chen Hanlong follows Chu Xun's lead. Maybe I'm too pessimistic."

Although she thought so, she still couldn't stop worrying.

Tang Wenyan was worried when he saw Chu Xun touched Tang Rou's head.

"Chu Xun is in danger now. If Tang Rou is too close to him, will she..."

"It seems that I need to have a talk to my daughter."

He wasn't a ruthless man. He was just an ordinary gold collar worker and an ordinary father. It was his responsibility to protect his daughter from harm.

Of course, when necessary, he would protect Chu Xun.

"Well, let's stop talking about these sad things. I'm going to cook some dishes. Little Xun, have a taste to see whether I have lagged behind."

"Okay. I've been missing your cooking all these years."

Song Ci was very fast. Because of Chu Xun's arrival, she showed her specials kill. Soon, the table was full of dishes.

"Come on, Little Xun, eat more!" Song Ci kept putting food on Chu Xun's plate.

Chu Xun accepted everything and glutted himself with delicacies.

Tang Rou looked at Chu Xun in surprise, wondering whether they were so delicious. She knew that Chu Xun only thought the dishes in the Purple Bamboo Club was just not bad.

"Are my mother's dishes better than those made by the famous chefs in Purple Bamboo Club?"

"Little Xun, where do you live now?" Tang Wenyan asked suddenly.

"Uncle, I'm staying with my friends for the time being," replied Chu Xun.

"My boy, how can you live in a friend's house? If you can't find a place to live, come back and live with us. It's a big place." Song Ci didn't think as much as Tang Wenyan did. She regarded Chu Xun as his own child. Besides, there were three bedrooms and one living room in the house. There happened to be one bedroom vacant.

Tang Wenyan frowned slightly. "Now Chu Xun is equivalent to the source of danger. How can he live back?"

But since Song Ci said it, he couldn't say no.

"Don't bother, aunt. My friend's house is just vacant. I live alone and won't disturb them."

"That's good. If you have any difficulties, you must tell me."

"I will. Thank you, aunt!"

Chu Xun was moved. He hadn't had such a feeling for a long time.

After eating, Chu Xun talked with Tang Wenyan and Song Ci for a while. It was late, and Chu Xun got up and left.

Song Ci asked Chu Xun to live here at night.

Chu Xun had already been aware of Tang Wenyan's reaction and worry, but he understood it, so he refused politely.

After Chu Xun left, Tang Wenyan thought for a moment and gave a look at Tang Rou, but he didn't know how to talk about it with her? "Alas, I'll find a proper opportunity to talk to her."

But he thought of another thing.

"Rourou, there's a party in our company tomorrow night. You can go with us."

"It's your company party. Does it have something to do with me?" Tang Rou was confused.

Except for Tang Rou, Tang Wenyan and Song Ci were also puzzled. It was their big boss, Zheng Guangyi, who invited Tang Rou to the party. Was it because that she was a star?

But the two soon rejected the idea. Who Zheng Guangyi was? If he wanted, he could invite any stars.

Chu Xun went back to Qianlong Mount Villas and found that Chen Hanlong was still there.

Chen Hanlong was collecting the dew, uplifting his a.s.s and murmuring.

After listening for a while, Chu Xun couldn't help but laugh. He actually said good words to these plants.

"You didn't live here for two days, did you?"

Chu Xun suddenly made a noise, which made Chen Hanlong almost throw away the jade bottle in his hand.

"Sir, are you done?" After asking, he thought of Chu Xun's question and hurriedly said, "No. The jade bottle arrived in the afternoon, and I've just come."

Chu Xun nodded.

"One more thing, Sir! Zheng Guangyi asked me to tell you that their company's annual meeting will be held tomorrow and he hopes you can attend."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow." Chu Xun was not interested in such a thing. "You can get back to your own business. Tomorrow I will help you solve the problem of the dissipation of dewdrop's spiritual energy."

Speaking of this, Chen Hanlong nodded excitedly.

The next day, Chu Xun and Chen Hanlong rushed to the headquarters of Dragon Eagle Gang.

Chu Xun looked at the room of two hundred square meters in front of him with a strange look. Chen Hanlong actually built a steel plate of ten centimeter thick and three protective doors for the whole room. It was as safe as a bank vault.

Chu Xun quickly set up a Spiritual Energy Gathering Formation and taught Chen Hanlong how to get in and out of the formation.

"Will you go to the dinner party this evening, Sir? Zheng Guangyi just called again and asked," asked Chen Hanlong.

Chu Xun thought for a moment and said, "Tell me the address of the banquet, and I will go there by myself."

"The banquet will be held in Purple Bamboo Club."

"OK, I see! You can get back to your own business." After finis.h.i.+ng speaking, Chu Xun left.

As for how to dilute and allocate the Immortal Water and how to sell it, he would let Chen Hanlong to do the work.

Darkness had set in, but the Purple Bamboo Club was full of lights.

On the 10th floor of the club, there was a banquet hall of a thousand square meters, where the banquet would be held.

The guests were just arriving. This time, Zheng Guangyi invited half of the big guys in Gujiang City.

These people gathered here to talk about big issues such as policy and future trends.

Maybe they could let tens of thousands of people to work or lose their jobs with just one decision. Or maybe their one cooperation could increase the GDP of Gujiang City.

At the banquet, there were also many young people in their twenties, who were supposed to come to see the world with their parents. They were all rich young men and young ladies. They knew each other and gathered together in three or five, bragging about each other and chatting about fas.h.i.+on trends.

Tang Rou followed her parents into the banquet hall and attracted most people's attention.

Today, Tang Rou wore a white corset dress, with soft hair hanging behind her head and a light makeup. Her skin was white and tender. She also wore a necklace with a blue heart-shaped pendant, which was sparkling. She looked peaceful and n.o.ble.

Being watched by many people, Tang Rou was a little shy and slightly lowered her head.

Tang Wenyan and Song Ci were also very nervous. They were just ordinary gold collar workers.

In the banquet hall, the people of the lowest position was still a general manager. As an ordinary manager, he was n.o.body here.