"There’s no poison in the at, right!"
When Song He said this, his voice was full of sarcasm and carried a mocking tone, as though joking around, but anyone with sense could tell he wasn’t joking.
It was clearly said deliberately, with the intention of provoking Fang Yi, continuously challenging Fang Yi’s limits.
Everyone couldn’t help but look at Fang Yi, curious to see how he would react.
However, to their surprise, Fang Yi remained as before, without much reaction. His expression was calm, even with a slight hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, as if completely indifferent.
Yet, soone couldn’t resist, slamd the table, stood up, and shouted at Song He, "Song He, dare bully my brother Yi, believe it or not I’ll fight you to the death!"
Song He chuckled and said, "Crazy girl, don’t fight , I can’t beat you."
Fang Yingying said, "Really, then you’d better kneel and call mom!"
Song He shook his head and said, "Forget it. If I call you mom, my second brother will surely settle accounts with you later."
Originally fearless, Fang Yingying suddenly recoiled, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Is that lunatic coming?"
Song He’s face was full of smiles, "I usually don’t joke."
"Then this ti I’ll let you go."
Fang Yingying sat back down abruptly.
It was obvious she was wary of Song He’s second brother.
As soon as Song He ntioned his second brother, not only Fang Yi, but everyone present including Gai Taiyu, Fang Muye, and others showed a change in expression, clearly knowing who Song He’s second brother was.
The hall fell silent for a mont.
At this mont, the barbecue was ready. Fang Yi cut it up piece by piece and said, "Elder Liu, please help yourself."
Liu Duanguang and others nodded.
Although Song He had maliciously asked Fang Yi if there was poison in the at earlier, Liu Duanguang and the others weren’t bothered. They’ve seen their share of storms, and could easily see through Song He’s petty tricks.
Fang Yi sat back down, lit a cigarette, and Song He stood up, picked up chopsticks wanting to grab at from the iron plate.
"Hoo..." Fang Yi exhaled a puff of smoke, suddenly picked up the tongs and knocked Song He’s chopsticks flying.
With a clang, everyone imdiately turned to look.
Elder Song Que’s eyes imdiately darkened, because Song He was going to grab at for him, but now Fang Yi had knocked Song He’s chopsticks away, what was this?
This was intentional!
"Hehe, Brother Yi finally blew up." Fang Yingying said with a face full of glee, whispering to herself.
However, even if Fang Yingying whispered, Ning Nan, Zhao Xueying and others overheard.
Blew up?
They all turned to look at Fang Yi, who was holding a cigarette in his mouth. His expression was still calm, did it look like he blew up?
At this mont, Song He was in a daze, after Fang Yi knocked down the chopsticks, his hand was still suspended there, sowhat at a loss.
But his face quickly surged with endless anger, gritting his teeth, "Fang Yi, what are you doing!"
Fang Yi, holding a cigarette in his mouth, replied casually, "Nothing, just my hand being a bit uncontrollable."
"Not uncontrollable, but deliberate, right?" Fang Muye mocked.
Fang Yi glanced sideways at Fang Muye and said, "None of your business, get lost!"
Like an adult talking to a child, Fang Muye’s expression turned gloomy, wanting to speak further.
"You say one more word, I’ll kick you out." Fang Yi preemptively said.
"..." Fang Muye opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing more.
Because,
Being kicked out by Fang Yi like that, would indeed be embarrassing.
Fang Yi withdrew his gaze, landing on the angry-faced Song He once again, "What, unconvinced? If you’re unconvinced, co hit !"
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