1456: C1456 I Know How to Read Faces

C1456 I Know How to Read Faces

"You're not even afraid of death, why would you be afraid of telling me those things?"

Hearing Chen Yu'er's words, Lee Nanfang felt a little strange.

Chen Yu'er laughed bitterly once again, "The difference between my death and the decline of the entire Chen Family of Lingnan is that many people would die because I'm afraid of dying.

Lee Nanfang stared at her and didn't say anything for a long time.

Now he finally understood.

He had a big secret on him.

Originally, he had thought that this secret only concerned himself. But now, it seemed that it wasn't that simple.

This secret that was hidden on his body actually had a bearing on the decline of his Chen Family of Lingnan.

Chen Family of Lingnan, was a Wealthy Class with the same level of Dali and Duan Clan.

From the perspective of whether or not there were people flourishing, the Chen Family was even higher than the Duan Family.

However, such an outstanding and wealthy family was not as important as the secrets hidden in Lee Nanfang.

When the tears on Chen Yu'er's face turned into tears, Lee Nanfang asked: "Other than Chen Family of Lingnan, who else knows my secret?"

Chen Yu'er shook her head. "No more."

"Why, why would your Chen Family of Lingnan know my secret?"

"Not our family knows your secret."

Chen Yu'er explained in a low voice: "In the entire Chen Family, only I know of your secret."

Lee Nanfang was even more confused. "How did you know my secret? Oh, I know. You know my secret because you work for MIS. "In other words, the one who is truly concerned about my secret is the Military Intelligence Department."

Chen Yu'er nodded, then shook her head.

Lee Nanfang frowned, obviously a little impatient.

"Can I get up and talk?"

Chen Yu'er asked.

"Let's go to the living room. "Wipe your face first, so that no one will mistake me for bullying you.

Finished speaking, Lee Nanfang turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

Duan Linghsing was still lying unconscious on the bed with her red body. If someone came in, Chen Yu'er would change the truth — when the time came, even if Lee Nanfang had ten thousand mouths, he wouldn't be able to explain it.

Who would believe that the Young Miss, who had the smallest Duan Family, was bewitched by Chen Yu'er?

There were no sofas in Duan Chuhuang's living room, only the wooden chairs.

Although sitting in a hard chair was far less comfortable than sitting on a sofa, there was no sense of security on a sofa.

When Lee Nanfang had made a cup of tea, Chen Yu'er walked out of the bedroom.

Her clothes were neat and tidy, her hair was combed into a small ponytail, held high behind her head, and her face was white and clean. She was probably covered with a layer of powder, and there were no longer any traces of tears.

However, his eyes were slightly red. This was a sign of a serious lack of sleep.

Lee Nanfang glanced at her, then pointed at the bench opposite hers.

Chen Yu'er sat down obediently. When she leaned against the chair with her knees together, Lee Nanfang pushed a cup of tea in front of her.

"Thank you."

After thanking her in a low voice, Chen Yu'er picked up her teacup and started drinking. She didn't mind the heat.

She drank tea and Lee Nanfang smoked.

Neither of them spoke for the next few minutes.

As the drizzle outside thickened, the sky gradually darkened.

Lights were lit in the yard, and the rain was glistening under the light.

The sound of the rain hitting the leaves was very clear, which proved that the yard was empty and no one was moving.

No one from the Duan Family had rested last night. Although the crisis had not been resolved, when they could not do anything, a good night's sleep was necessary.

The sound of breathing could also be heard from the bedroom door, which had been left open by Duan Linghsing.

After being bewitched by Chen Yu'er, even though Lee Nanfang's timely appearance prevented her from suffering a serious mental injury, she still needed sufficient sleep to repair the damage to her mind.

With a "kata" sound, Lee Nanfang turned on the lamp on the desk.

The gentle light immediately shone on Chen Yu'er's face, who was resting with her eyes closed.

When Lee Nanfang's eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, he said: "I'll say it first, you can talk after I finish. Don't worry, I won't force you to say what you don't want to say. Just think of it as a casual chat between friends. Anyway, I think you should have a lot to say to me. "

Chen Yu'er nodded slightly as she lifted her cup with both hands.

He took a pose of listening attentively.

What Lee Nanfang wanted to say was how he came back.

More than an hour ago, just as he was about to torture Chen Yu'er mentally, Duan Linghsing's sudden arrival had ruined his plans.

He was displeased and ignored Duan Linghsing's order for him to stop. He then opened the door and left.

After returning to Duan Xiangning's room, Lee Nanfang wanted to sleep for a while, so he rested his mind and waited for midnight to arrive.

However, he kept tossing and turning in his bed, unable to fall asleep. He always let his imagination run wild, thinking about Duan Xiangning and Chen Yu'er knowing his secrets.

Just then, someone knocked lightly on the door.

It was Duan Chuhuang.

Duan Chuhuang was looking for Lee Nanfang to tell him that Duan Linghsing was one of the people who had accompanied him on his journey at midnight.

After hearing what Duan Chuhuang said, Lee Nanfang immediately expressed his dissatisfaction. He said that although the trip this time wasn't a big one, it wasn't a sightseeing trip. What was going on with a girl who still had her baby hair on?

This was a burden.

However, Duan Chuhuang told him that Duan Linghsing's participation in this mission was arranged by Elder Duan.

Someone must go to Duan Family.

Since Duan Chuhuang couldn't leave the Manor for even half a step, and Duan Xiangning was taken away by the military and Duan Xiang was in a bad situation, he could only choose between Duan Linghsing and Duan Ning.

Just as Chen Yu'er had said, Duan Ning of the Four Phoenixes Duan Family was naturally timid and cautious, unable to bear the heavy responsibility.

She was able to be ranked amongst the Four Phoenixes, because she, Duan Xiangning and the others were all third generation direct descendants of Duan Family.

Thus, when the Duan Family must have a core member to accompany Lee Nanfang out, the only choice was Duan Linghsing.

Since it was Elder Duan's decision to let Duan Linghsing go, Lee Nanfang was obviously not in a position to say anything else.

At most, he would just decide in his heart that when they reached their destination, he would just find a random reason to send her away so that she wouldn't get in the way.

Lee Nanfang could see that Duan Chuhuang probably knew Chen Yu'er was in his room.

Otherwise, when he said those words and left, he wouldn't have gone to his room and gone to the East District instead.

Since Duan Chuhuang didn't mention Chen Yu'er, Lee Nanfang naturally didn't talk too much about it, saying that he had once interacted with Chen Wu from Ling Nan.

He just lost his memory, not a fool.

After sending Duan Chuhuang off, Lee Nanfang felt that Duan Linghsing should still be in that room, so he came to find her, hoping to persuade her to withdraw from the upcoming mission.

Wasn't it better to stay home and sleep peacefully? Why did he have to be a nuisance?

This could also be due to god's will. When Lee Nanfang came to find Duan Linghsing, he saw what Chen Yu'er was doing to her.

"Alright. I've finished what I have to say. Now it's your turn. Again, I won't force you to say what you don't want to say. "

After putting on an open front, Lee Nanfang hoped that Chen Yu'er would reveal something useful to satisfy his hanging stomach.

Chen Yu'er had basically already returned to normal, regaining her former calmness and calmness that she should have had when she was Miss Chen Wu.

She lifted her hand to stroke her sideburns. Then, she looked up at Lee Nanfang and said, "Duan Linghsing, I like you."

Lee Nanfang, who was holding the lighter and was about to light up a cigarette, nearly had his chin burn as his hands trembled. "What?"

"You didn't hear wrong."

"Nonsense." Duan Linghsing will like me? "

Lee Nanfang pursed his lips, and his narcissistic habit flared up again: "Although I am very clear that I may be liked by women in the past, but at least I have some understanding, right? Besides, how could a little girl like Duan Linghsing, who had her hair standing on end, fall in love with me when she just met me last night? I didn't give her a good look. "

Chen Yu'er ignored his narcissism. "I know how to judge."

"With just you? He knows how to judge faces? "Damn, how old are you this year?"

Lee Nanfang tilted his head back and looked at Chen Yu'er with disbelief in his eyes.

His impression of Zi Fann was wrong. It should be his intuition that Zi Fann was someone who knew how to judge looks. He should be a veteran that was at least 58 years old.

Chen Yu'ernian was gentle, and her lips were covered with a layer of green hair. This was what a normal girl with baby fat would look like.

It was no wonder that Lee Nanfang didn't believe that someone like her, who still had the hair on her head, would say that she knew how to judge others.

"It's not all those old men who know how to judge."

Chen Yu'er retorted, "Is there any rule that says young people can't do this?"

"Nope."

Lee Nanfang shook his head: "Keep talking."

"Then don't interrupt, or else you won't be able to finish speaking until midnight when you leave."2

Glancing at the cigarette case on the desk, Chen Yu'er suddenly had the urge to smoke one cigarette.

He held back.

Sometimes, people couldn't help but believe in the existence of "talent".

Or a genius.

Wasn't Mozart, known as the world's greatest pianist, four or five years old when he wrote his first piano piece?

Ling Nan Chen Wu might even be the person from Profound Sect, Mozart.

When she was four years old, by chance, she met an old monk when the adults took her shopping in the streets.

"That old monk is called Master Empty."

Chen Yu'er pretended to be very casual. When she said Master Empty, her gaze quickly swept across the corner of Lee Nanfang's eyes.

Lee Nanfang did not have any reaction and did not say anything.

Chen Yu'er had once said that when she told him about certain things, it was best for him not to interrupt so that he wouldn't have to finish.

Chen Yu'er continued after not seeing Lee Nanfang's reaction to the name Master Empty.

Just like in many online novels, Master Empty immediately stopped when he saw a four year old boy, who looked like a rich child in front of the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva. He had been travelling for so many years, but he actually met a talented young genius here.

What the old monk said was of course not to bewitch Chen Wu with her gift to become his last disciple, but to bring her back to the temple to shave her head and become a nun — it was to say that the little girl was very knowledgeable in the art of Profound Sect and was a good seedling that he had only discovered after traveling for many years.

Everyone knew that the people in Ling Nan were very zealous with the art of Profound Sect.

After all, not many big bosses didn't believe this.

Even when they were breaking ground, someone would set off firecrackers and burn paper.

Thus, when the old monk said that he would teach all of his studies to Chen Wu for free, the people from Chen Family thought for a bit and agreed.

At home, there were many benefits to having a small stick. At the very least, he didn't need to spend money when looking at the portraits of his family members.

However, the old monk said that they were not allowed to tell anyone that Chen Wu had learnt the art of Profound Sect.

To this old monk's request, Chen Family readily agreed as well.

After all, the Jianghu position of Chen Family was very special. If people knew that the disciples of Chen Family were to learn the arts of Profound Sect, it would definitely cause unnecessary negative effects.

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