Reborn into the 70: Turning Adversity into Her Dazzling Path Chapter 822: Remember

ng Feifei was drinking tea with Mao Rui when the door was pushed open from the outside, "Mao... Young Master Mao, it’s not good."

"What’s not good." Mao Rui put down his teacup and frowned at the visitor, one of his subordinates.

"Ge Da and the others have arrived." The subordinate said, head lowered.

Ge Da?

Did he finish the task so quickly?

"Let them in." Mao Rui said with a smile, then turned to ng Feifei, "The person who will avenge you has returned."

"They... they’re downstairs... being..." the subordinate stamred.

Ge Da, regarded as a tyrant of the antique street, was respected by every shop; yet such a formidable person had crawled all the way here.

No dignity left here now.

"Being what? Can’t even speak clearly." Mao Rui stood up angrily, "I’ll take a look."

Why is the noise outside so loud!

Could soone be causing trouble?

As a result, before he took two steps, the door was kicked open from the outside.

"Who the hell..." Mao Rui hadn’t finished his words when sothing flew over, hitting him accurately, blocking his just-opened mouth.

Damn!

"Who? Who threw the rag?" Mao Rui spat several tis.

When he looked up again, he saw the three people he hired, Ge Da and his companions, crawling in from outside — yes, they were crawling.

This...

Then Yang Yunhai leisurely walked in with Gu Lingling.

"Brother Yang..." ng Feifei started to shout but was frightened by Yang Yunhai’s icy eyes, "Brother Hai?"

She smartly changed her wording.

The next second, she regretted her cowardly appearance.

Why could Gu Lingling call him Brother Yang, while she had to call him Brother Hai like everyone else outside?

"I’m not familiar with you." Yang Yunhai stated calmly.

Fine, can’t even call him Brother Hai.

Heartache!

ng Feifei watched Yang Yunhai with a wounded expression, but the man at the door didn’t spare another glance at her.

She’s never been in his eyes.

"You’re Mao Rui?" Yang Yunhai said casually, "Is this shop yours?"

"What... what do you want?" Mao Rui suddenly felt uneasy, as if he had overlooked sothing.

The aura of the man in front of him was too strong, not at all like the henpecked husband fussing over a woman earlier.

"What do I want?" Yang Yunhai looked at him coldly, "Just to confirm sothing."

Confirm?

Confirm what?

Yang Yunhai did not say, but a bad premonition lingered.

His premonitions were usually accurate.

"Are you tired?" After saying this, Yang Yunhai asked the girl beside him, his expression so gentle it seed to overflow with tenderness, starkly contrasting the cold and murderous man just earlier.

"A little." Gu Lingling nodded.

"Alright, let’s go ho." He said, taking the girl’s hand, without bothering to linger.

From beginning to end, he never acknowledged ng Feifei again.

"What... what exactly did you do?"

"Who... who is he really?"

After Yang Yunhai left, ng Feifei and Mao Rui asked each other almost simultaneously.

There were many people watching downstairs, including Old Liu.

Earlier he had thought this man was extraordinary, now he realized he had underestimated him.

To ta these three tyrants so well was truly satisfying.

"Old Liu?" Yang Yunhai paused as he passed by him.

"Yes." Old Liu responded with so respect.

His attitude differed from earlier at Treasure House.

"Good, I’ll rember you." Yang Yunhai nodded.

Rember?

Rember what about him?

Old Liu felt a bit panicked, not wanting to be rembered by this young man.