Just as Lin Mubai was about to snatch the person back under the confident gaze of Lan Xinxixi, an angry thought ca to his mind. Just at this mont, a strong arm rested on his shoulder, firmly restraining his actions. This person was none other than Yu Wenhao, who was close with Lan Xinxixi’s family.
Abandoning the stern and upright deanor expected of a soldier, the man’s face was filled with a flattering smile, adding an eerie touch to his originally stern face. At this mont, Yu Wenhao appeared to be all buddy-buddy with Lin Mubai, shoulder to shoulder, but in reality, he was afraid that this Young Master Zhao would get angry and go forward to fix his own wife. To prevent such a tragedy from becoming a reality, he had to sacrifice himself: "Mu Bai, it’s been a long ti, let’s chat."
As he spoke, he forcefully pulled the person away from his own wife.
Finally, Lin Mubai couldn’t bear it any longer, glaring at the other party: "Alright, I won’t do anything to that dead woman, you can let go now."
"Hehe." With such a guarantee, Yu Wenhao forced a smile and let go of his arm from the other’s shoulder.
The scene on Lin Mubai’s side was quite eventful, and on Little Jiayou’s side, it was equally noteworthy.
The little body was surrounded by these well-known figures in B City, showing no trace of fear, with an attitude so polite that no one could find any faults.
"Your na is Little Jiayou, right?"
An Jiayou nodded and then said sothing that nearly choked Zhao Tianchen: "Uncle, I’m not a three-year-old kid, not so easy to fool. Please don’t look all creepy like the wolf is coming."
Zhao Tianchen was at a loss for words, surrounded by the sounds of people jeering.
"Hahaha, Young Master Zhao, since when did you beco a Wolf Grandmother? How did we not know?" Zuo Qingfeng laughed without sparing any dignity.
"Get lost." Zhao Tianchen’s face turned a shade of green.
And the little fellow showed no fear, eting the other’s gaze directly.
It was this kind of aura that made Zhao Tianchen and Zuo Qingfeng exchange glances, and then their eyes tacitly fell on the woman beside Lan Xinxixi, making a startling discovery.
Zuo Qingfeng spoke first: "Tianchen, did you notice? Although the mother and son don’t look alike, their deanor is exactly the sa."
Zhao Tianchen nodded in agreent, whispering in the other’s ear: "My intuition tells that there’s a lot of secrecy surrounding An Nan, not as simple as she appears on the surface."
"Agreed."
With this shared understanding, Zhao Tianchen and Zuo Qingfeng remained cautious in their hearts. Their thoughts were quite similar to Lan Luo’s; Lin Mubai was their brother, and they didn’t want their cherished brother to suffer any harm or deception.
Therefore, in the following ti, Zuo Qingfeng and Zhao Tianchen deliberately or unintentionally tried to probe Little Jiayou. However, much to their disappointnt, the little guy was too clever, always dodging their questions at crucial monts, leaving the two without any of the information they wanted to know.
Lan Xinxixi’s personality seed carefree, but in truth, it was just a facade. In reality, she was a forgetful woman. After chatting for a while with everyone, she realized the presence of the little guy, even forgetting the main purpose of tonight’s gathering.
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