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Nan Huaijin didn't get up. He sat on the sofa and watched calmly.

He had a nagging feeling that something was wrong. He wasn't Lu Yiyao at all, he was an old friend of his.

No wonder he was so unconcerned.

"Not Yiyao, that's great."

Nan Huaijin's nervous system slowly relaxed. The doubt in his heart didn't lessen.

Ming Lang had been dead for thirty years, how could he be "revived from the dead"?

It was obvious that he came for Lu Yiyao.

Could it be that he had seen Lu Yiyao before?

Weihai?

Nan Huaijin's heart tightened and he vaguely understood what was going on.

"Mister …"

A Li immediately retreated back to his side upon seeing him wake up.

"Water."

Nan Huaijin lifted his thin lips and said lightly.

"Oh, okay."

A Li quickly squatted down and poured him a cup of still warm tea.

"Sir, what do we do now?"

"Wait and see."

Nan Huaijin took the blue and white porcelain cup and said softly.

"Yes."

A Li stood up and stood beside him.

Nan Huaijin watched silently as he sipped his tea.

Bo Yuheng's shock was no less than Nan Huaijin's.

Thirty years ago, he had personally witnessed Ming Lang jumping down from the reef with the highest Floral Island, without leaving a single word behind.

"Ah Heng, I didn't think that meeting again would turn out like this!" You really have changed. "

Ming Lang turned around and stared at Bo Yuheng with his black eyes. The corner of his mouth slightly curved as he spoke in a faint voice.

"People change, aren't you the same?"

Bo Yuheng laughed sinisterly.

"Ah Heng, I am still me, and you are no longer you?!"

Ming Lang stretched his neck and rolled his Adam's apple slightly. Xiao Yan paused for a moment before lowering his eyes and looking at the jade flute that had already been broken into three pieces by his feet as he spoke faintly.

"Ah Heng, you destroyed the Setting Sun?"

"You …"

Bo Yuheng's mood wavered for a moment.

His heart felt as if it had been stabbed with a sharp knife.

With these words, he no longer doubted the person before him.

He was really Ming Lang, the handsome young man who disappeared for thirty years.

Moments later, he regained his senses and gritted his teeth.

"Tell me, why are you pretending to be Lu Yiyao? What do you want to do?"

"I want to save you."

Ming Lang met his sinister gaze and opened his mouth, his voice clear and cold.

"Save me? "Heh …"

Bo Yuheng sneered.

"Ming Lang, who do you think you are? The Savior? "

"Ah Heng, don't go any further wrong." "Is Jing watching from the sky?"

Ming Lang looked at him with a calm expression.

"Shut up!"

Perhaps Bo Yuheng had lost control of his emotions when Helan Jing was mentioned. His eyes were sinister and scary.

"Ah Heng, you've already let Ah Jing down, stop letting your daughter down."

Ming Lang's expression became a lot more serious.

"Ming Lang, shut up."

Bo Yuheng rebuked angrily.

"Ah Heng, take a step back, for the sake of your own personal gain, why must you ruin the happiness of others? Furthermore, she is your biological daughter. "

"Ming Lang, do you want to die again?"

Bo Yuheng, who was pinching his neck, suddenly exerted his strength and the veins on the back of his palms bulged.

"Bo Yuheng …"

Nan Huaijin, who had just recovered a little, couldn't sit still anymore after seeing this. He stood up, walked up to him and grabbed his wrist.

"Bo Yuheng, he is Ah Lang …"

"I know who he is, there's no need for you to introduce him …"

Bo Yuheng's chest heaved as his bloodthirsty eyes jumped.

"Jin, let go."

Ming Lang raised his eyebrows slightly and said warmly.

"Ah Lang …"

"A Jin, I have already died once. So what if I die again?"

Ming Lang pursed his lips and revealed a cold smile.

"Ah Lang …"

"Jin, let go."

Nan Huaijin felt as if his heart was being pierced by needles. He looked back at Bo Yuheng. He slowly loosened his grip.

"…"

The bloodthirsty red light in Bo Yuheng's eyes slowly cooled down, and the hand that was pinching Ming Lang's neck gradually weakened.

"Someone, come."

"My lord."

The camouflage guy walked over.

"Take him away!"

Bo Yuheng snapped, then completely let go.

"Bo Yuheng, you …"

Nan Huaijin saw two men in camouflage clothing grabbing Ming Lang's arm, and hurriedly said.

Before he could finish, Ming Lang interrupted him with a warm voice.

"Jin, rest well."

"Ah Lang …"

The steady and reserved Nan Huaijin could not suppress his mood when facing his former friend.

"Nan Huaijin, your debt, I'll deal with you from now on."

Bo Yuheng looked at Nan Huaijin coldly and gave him a stern warning.

"Bo Yuheng, if you dare to make a move against Ah Lang, I will make sure you will be doomed."

"Nan Huaijin, you should think about yourself, right?"

Bo Yuheng's eyes revealed a hint of a disdainful smile. He turned around and waved his hand.

"Let's go."

The group of people quickly retreated, leaving the crowded and cramped living room empty.

Outside the window, the rain was pouring down.

As Nan Huaijin watched them leave, his mind started to get dizzy again and his body slightly swayed.

"Mister …"

A Li quickly supported him.

"Let's go take a look."

Nan Huaijin said in a low voice as he touched his forehead.

"Alright."

A Li responded and supported him out.

Bo Yuheng had already walked far away with Ming Lang. Behind them followed a large group of men dressed in camouflage clothing.

The rain made Nan Huaijin's vision blurred.

Soon.

A huge rumble rumbled over their heads.

"..."

Yunjing.

International Airport.

A plane that was flying from F City to Yunjing slowly descended, finally landing on the predetermined channel.

First class.

A little girl that was carved from jade was sleeping soundly. She was wearing a white princess dress, and her golden hair was loose and long.

"Yanyan, wake up, we're here …"

Gu Yunxiao softly called out with his long golden hair attached to the little girl's ear.

"Mm …"

The little girl slowly opened her sleepy eyes and pouted as she muttered in a low voice.

"Godfather, why didn't you wake me up earlier?"

"It's not too late."

Gu Yunxiao helped 'her' up and took out a small comb from his pocket. He carefully combed her messy hair.

"Godfather, you've already gone home, are you still going to bring this with you?"

The little girl complained.

"Of course, we haven't left the airport yet."

Gu Yunxiao lowered his head and whispered into 'her' ears.

"You forget, your current passport is a little sister."

"Hmph …"

The little girl glared at Gu Yunxiao angrily. Her sharp eyes looked extremely similar to Lu Yiyao's.

That's right, he was Lin Yanyan, who was disguised as a woman.

In order to avoid Bo Yuheng's eyes and ears, he and Gu Yunxiao disguised themselves. After going around two cities, they finally arrived at Yunjing.2

"Alright, Brother Yan, just for a while. I'll get you changed the moment we get out of the airport."

Gu Yunxiao said patiently.

"Godfather, you have to wear a skirt next time."

Lin Yanyan rolled his eyes and said in a pouting manner.

"I …"

Gu Yunxiao was stunned.

"Alright, alright, I'll listen to you. "Let's go, little princess."

"Hmph …"

Lin Yanyan glared at him again in annoyance.

"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

An air stewardess came over and asked gently while bowing.

"No need, no need …"

Gu Yunxiao put the small comb back into his pocket, unbuckled Lin Yanyan's seat belt and stood up.

Ye Zichen picked up Lin Yanyan's luggage and carried him down from the chair.

"Goodbye, little sister …"

The flight attendant smiled at Lin Yanyan.

"…"

Lin Yanyan originally wanted to reply her, but when he heard that 'little sister', he was so angry that he pursed his lips.

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