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Jun Moshang took the tea cake in front of him, took a bite and gently chewed it before swallowing it.

He, who had been silent all this time, slowly spoke.

"Yes, this dessert is really quite good."

Ye Zichen turned his head and looked at Jun Linchuan.

"Big brother, don't you want to have a taste?"

"…"

Jun Linchuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at him. Casually taking a piece, Zhang Xuan started tasting it.

"Mm, it's indeed not bad."

"Elder Ye, my elder brother's words are too tactful. He has some meaning, I'm afraid you didn't understand." Why don't I 'explain' 'explain' to you? "

Jun Moshang's piercing gaze landed on Ye Rongwei, and his tone was much colder than Jun Linchuan.

"Second Young Master, there's no need. I may be old, but I'm not stupid. "

Ye Rongwei did not retreat at all as he looked at him with a stern expression.

Gu Mingcheng's expression also turned cold and solemn. He frowned unconsciously.

He understood the meaning behind Jun Linchuan's words.

He wanted Ye Rongwei to persuade Lu Yiyao to give 'N9' to them.

What is the specific content of 'N9'?

He wasn't sure, but he knew it was important. Otherwise, Jun Linchuan and Jun Moshang would not have come to the Yunjing twice in such a short period of time. and even more so, would not personally come to the Jingtai Villa.

"Elder Ye, perhaps you only understand one layer of the meaning, you don't understand the rest. "If Lu Yiyao doesn't hand over the 'N9', then he …"

"Second Brother …"

Before Jun Moshang could finish his sentence, Jun Linchuan sternly interrupted him.

"Second Young Master, are you 'threatening' me?"

Ye Rongwei was someone who had walked through a barrage of bullets. How could he be afraid of Jun Moshang's' threat '?

His expression was calm, and his gaze was sharp and awe-inspiring.

"Elder Ye, you must be joking."

Jun Linchuan smiled.

"Elder Ye, we have already given you some face by coming here today. I hope you don't take advantage of your age?! "

The light in Jun Moshang's eyes dimmed and his expression became more and more sharp. His facial features, which were as sharp as a knife, became covered in a thin, cold light.

"Jun Moshang, shut up."

Jun Linchuan flew into a rage and scolded Jun Moshang loudly, ignoring Ye Rongwei and Gu Mingcheng's presence.

"Big brother, I'm leaving. If you want to continue to be uninteresting here, then stay. "

Jun Moshang suddenly stood up, his handsome eyebrows furrowed, his eyes sharpened, and his face turned cold.

Then, he turned and walked towards the hall entrance.

His steps were sharp and had the bearing of Jun Moyuan when he was young.

"You …"

Jun Linchuan was angry and his elegant face was covered with a vigorous anger. Flames danced in his deep eyes.

Watching Jun Moshang walk away, he could only turn around and look at Ye Rongwei.

"Elder Ye, I'm truly sorry. "If Second Brother has offended you, I apologize on his behalf."

Jun Linchuan, who had an extraordinary bearing, lowered his posture. His attitude was polite and humble.

"Eldest Young Master, you must not do this. I understand Second Young Master's meaning. But I really can't help you with this matter. "

Ye Rongwei's expression did not change. The light in his eyes was sharp.

The older he grew, the calmer he became.

"Elder Ye, if that's the case, then I'll have to trouble you."

Jun Linchuan stood up gracefully. A sharp, cold glint flashed across his eyes.

Coming to the Yunjing this time, made him in a very bad mood.

One Lu Yiyao already gave him a headache. He didn't expect Ye Rongwei to be so hard to deal with.

He knew the relationship between Ye Rongwei and Lu Yiyao.

Lu Yiyao's mother was Ye Rongwei's niece. He was not surprised that Ye Rongwei would stand on Lu Yiyao's side.

But...

It was tricky.

"Eldest Young Master, won't you stay any longer?"

Ye Rongwei stood up and said politely.

Gu Mingcheng also stood up.

"No need."

Jun Linchuan's soft voice carried a hint of coldness.

"Elder Ye, until we meet again."

"Eldest Young Master, take care."

Ye Rongwei said calmly.

"…"

Jun Linchuan looked at him with a faint smile.

He took a big step and left.

Ye Rongwei and Gu Mingcheng came to the entrance of the hall and watched as Jun Linchuan and Jun Moshang's chariots slowly drove away from the Jingtai Villa.

"Old Master, since Eldest Young Master and Second Young Master are so angry, could it be?"

Gu Mingcheng said worriedly.

"They want 'N9', what did they do long ago?"

Ye Rongwei frowned and said coldly with a reverse look on his face.

"What Second Young Master said just now was clearly a 'threat'. I was worried that they would attack Yiyao."

Gu Mingcheng frowned, the wrinkles at the corner of his eyes were deep and deep.

"He dares!"

Ye Rongwei said angrily.

"Old man, what's wrong? Who made you angry? "

Wang Yunxian walked out and happened to hear this. Ye Zichen glanced at him and asked doubtfully.

"…"

Ye Rongwei didn't say anything.

Wang Yunxian cast her gaze back at Gu Mingcheng.

"Ming City, is that you?"

"Old granny, I wouldn't dare."

Gu Mingcheng laughed.

"You don't dare? Could it be those two from earlier? "

Wang Yunxian sneered and looked in the direction Jun Linchuan left.

"This?"

Gu Mingcheng paused.

"Alright, why haven't we finished that game of chess just now? "Let's go, we must definitely determine who will be the victor today."

Ye Rongwei said sternly as he glanced at Gu Mingcheng.

"Alright, let's go …"

Gu Mingcheng raised his grey eyebrows and agreed with a faint smile.

"Damn old man."

Wang Yunxian cursed as she watched them leave.

"..."

At the Lu Family Residence.

After a series of ceremonies, Lu Jinhui was buried in the Lu Family's Ancestral Tomb.

Everything was done according to the customs of Yunjing.

In terms of physique, everything was beautiful.

It was just that the later generations were extremely tired.

Even Lu Yiyao's eyes turned blue.

The hall had been cleaned up.

The white lanterns and couplets were also cleared.

Everything returned to normal.

Gong Nanling was very tired. He went to his room, took a shower and went to sleep.

When he woke up, it was already midnight.

He got up and took two sips of water.

He opened the curtain and looked outside.

The night was as dark as ink.

Not far from the wutong tree stood a street lamp. It was shining brightly and emitting a sad and clear light.

Silence.

No wind, no rain.

Gong Nanling raised his head and looked at Gu Mengmeng's pretty white face in the darkness.

Her long, curved eyelashes trembled, and her black almond-shaped eyes stared unblinkingly at him.

"Gong Nanling, go away, I don't want to see you again."

His words were decisive.

"Mengmeng, what's going on?"

Gong Nanling asked as he looked at the darkness.

"…"

Gu Mengmeng pursed her lips and no longer spoke, only looking at him.

"Mengmeng …"

Gong Nanling twitched his thin lips and called out.

Ring, ring, ring.

A rapid ringing of the mobile phone broke the silence in the room and also shattered the illusion in the darkness.

Gu Mengmeng disappeared.

Gong Nanling's rebellious eyebrows frowned and his heart violently tightened for a moment.

His face was somewhat impatient, but he had no choice but to turn around and walk over to the bedside. He picked up the cell phone on the bedside table and scanned through it.

Ning Qianyu?1

Gong Nanling turned his head and frowned.

He really didn't want to answer, but he had to.

Ye Zichen opened the screen of his phone and spoke in a low voice.

"Qianyu …"

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