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"Damn, who’s that blind bastard?"
Jin Zelin got angry, instinctively tried to shake off the grip, but unexpectedly, that person’s hold was so strong that he couldn’t break free.
His eyes narrowed as he looked at the owner of the hand, only to see a face that was cool, enchanting, yet incredibly resolute.
"Who are you?"
A pang of pain shot through his wrist. Damn, this person is really strong; are they trying to break my bones?
That grip... it was clearly trained.
But... who is this man, exactly?
Shen Yufeng’s deep eyes narrowed as well, his gaze icy. His thin lips parted slightly, emitting three words.
"Her man!"
The chilly voice carried an unmistakable air of dominance.
Jin Zelin was instantly dumbfounded.
Her man?
Who is she?
Besides myself, there’s only An Xiaoyu here...
Wait, could it be An Xiaoyu’s man?
"Damn, Xiaoyu, when did you get a man? How co I didn’t know?"
An Xiaoyu helplessly rubbed her forehead. Are they really going to fight upon eting?
"Senior brother, he really is!"
The words "my man" at the end were too embarrassing for her to say out loud.
Seeing Jin Zelin with his dumbstruck expression, Shen Yufeng snorted, let go of his hand, then put his arm around An Xiaoyu’s shoulders, looking disdainfully at Jin Zelin, and said coldly:
"Speak if you have sothing to say, don’t touch my woman!"
An Xiaoyu: "..."
Alright, this guy is seriously too domineering.
Jin Zelin looked at Shen Yufeng’s face, so handso it was unparalleled, and felt as if millions of crows were cawing and flying over his head.
This is... too fantastical.
Xiaoyu only returned to the country a few months ago, and she already has a man!
But wait...
This man looks sowhat familiar! I’ve seen him sowhere!
Suddenly, like a stroke of divine inspiration, a na popped into Jin Zelin’s head—Shen Yufeng!
Damn, it’s actually this high and mighty figure?
"Mr. Shen?"
Good heavens, after all these years under his ntor, if he didn’t recognize Shen Yufeng, he’d surely be kicked out of the sect.
Jin Zelin held his aching wrist, utterly stunned.
My goodness, when did Xiaoyu get together with this high and mighty figure?
Shen Yufeng, upon hearing Jin Zelin recognize him, seed slightly more pleased.
However, Jin Zelin’s expression could only be described as a complete ss in the wind.
"I’ll help you with your luggage!"
An Xiaoyu spoke up, then pretended to help Jin Zelin with his suitcase.
If it had been before, Jin Zelin would not have been polite, and if Xiaoyu had not offered to help, he would definitely have nagged her about it, but this ti, upon seeing Xiaoyu reach out, Jin Zelin hurriedly said: "No need, no need, how can we let a girl do such things?"
Good heavens, how could he dare to order Xiaoyu around in Shen Yufeng’s presence now?
Wouldn’t that be like seeking death?
Jin Zelin walked forward with his luggage, smiling.
"To trouble Mr. Shen to personally co pick us up, it really makes feel a bit apologetic!"
Not only apologetic but also sowhat nervous...
I had thought about giving Xiaoyu a big hug, but now it seems... thank goodness I didn’t go through with it.
Otherwise, would this man have ripped off his arms?
Thank goodness indeed!
They moved forward and soon arrived at the car.
Su Zenan opened the car door; Jin Zelin glanced at An Xiaoyu, then at Shen Yufeng...
Good heavens, it goes without saying, I’d better take the initiative and sit in the front passenger seat!
Indeed, this man in front of ... simply could not tolerate other n getting a bit too close to An Xiaoyu.
Suddenly, Jin Zelin felt sowhat discriminated against...
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