My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"Uncle, I just said it casually, maybe it's wrong."

When Yang Feng heard what Murong Zhengyang meant, he knew that he didn't quite believe what he said.

In fact, Yang Feng didn't care. He just said one more thing for Murong Wan's sake. It was up to him to believe it or not.

After the two of them drank tea here.

Murong Wan came down from upstairs.

When she heard that there was a competition between the family members in the afternoon, she also agreed to go and see it together.

In fact, Murong Wan is known to almost everyone in several big families.

After all, the younger generation has already reached the realm of heaven and humanity in their twenties.

Having her in the Murong family made other families even more envious.

Among them, there are many families who want to make friends, and they have already crossed the threshold and want to come to propose marriage.

"By the way, Xiaowan, Xiaoguang may come over after dinner. Do you want to see him?"

Murong Zhengyang asked.

When Murong Wan heard the name, she seemed to remember it and said, "Is he that person from the Wei family?"

"Well, Wei Weiguang, his retreat a few days ago seemed to be very effective, and he ate something and seemed to have forcibly raised himself to a very small level. I heard that he is close to the attainment of an innate warrior."

When Murong Zhengyang mentioned this, he still felt a little emotional.

You know, there are many innate warriors.

But those who can reach Dacheng are those who cannot save one out of ten.

Wei Weiguang is only one year older than Murong Wan. The fact that he has such strength shows that his future is limitless.

However, Murong Wan didn't seem interested and just said: "If he wants to come, come. Isn't Yang Feng here today?"

"You girl."

Murong Zhengyang laughed.

Yang Feng always felt that the father and daughter were trying to trick him, but he couldn't find any evidence.

After a meal.

One p.m.

In another hour, the martial arts competition between the family members will begin.

But at this moment, a young man walked in outside the door.

"Uncle, Xiaowan."

The young man was at the door and called the two of them first.

Murong Wan was talking to Yang Fenggang there.

After hearing someone coming, they all turned around together.

Wei Weiguang was also a little confused. After putting down the gift in his hand, he said: "Xiaowan, I heard that you have come back. This is..."

"My dad is upstairs."

Murong Wan pointed upstairs.

Wei Weiguang was used to her attitude and said, "Then I'll go upstairs first."

After saying that, he walked upstairs.

Wei Weiguang did not dare to provoke Murong Wan.

Because he knew he couldn't beat him, he always wanted to attack Murong Zhengyang.

As long as Murong Zhengyang has a good impression of him, things will be easier to handle.

"Is he the innate warrior you mentioned?"

Yang Feng felt that Wei Weiguang did have considerable strength.

But just as he was speaking, he found that Murong Wan was already clinging to his arm, getting closer to him than ever before.

There was a faint body fragrance.

"What are you going to do?"

Yang Feng asked strangely.

Murong Wan smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just felt a little cold suddenly."

"cold?"

Yang Feng looked at the scorching sun outside and the air-conditioning vents that kept blowing out air.

But then, he came to his senses and said: "No, you can stop it, you want to provoke me to fight with others."

He was not stupid. He immediately grabbed Murong Wan's arm and kept his distance from her.

That Wei Weiguang just now seemed to be interested in Murong Wan.

If he saw that he was so close to Murong Wan, it would be strange not to cause trouble for him.

Murong Wan's smile deepened and she joked: "I am much more vigilant."

"That's right, I'm not that easy to deceive now."

Yang Feng's proud expression.

Murong Wan looked at him with a smile and said, "You seem to have grains of rice on your face from what you just finished eating."

"Where?"

Yang Feng touched it with his hand strangely.

Murong Wan helped him make a few cuts on his face, then clapped her hands and said, "No more."

The two of them were talking on the sofa.

At this time, Wei Weiguang had already walked downstairs.

He returned to the two of them.

Although Yang Feng and Murong Wan were sitting together, it made him very unhappy.

However, Wei Weiguang didn't know the relationship between the two and did not act rashly.

"Xiao Wan, I will participate in a competition between several family members later. I hope you can come and see me then."

Wei Weiguang looked sincere.

He hoped that Murong Wan could see the changes in his strength.

Murong Wan just smiled softly and said, "Both Yang Feng and I will go and see it."

"Yang Feng? This is my brother, you..."

Wei Weiguang just wanted to get to know Yang Feng and was ready to find out the details.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw what seemed to be a lip mark on Yang Feng's face.

Murong Wan never wore lipstick, but Wei Weiguang could see the lip marks on Yang Feng's face that were clearly left by saliva.

His expression suddenly changed, and then he turned around and left with a stiff expression, without speaking to Yang Feng again.

Yang Feng felt strange. Why did this guy suddenly change his attitude?

"What's the matter with him?"

Yang Feng asked strangely.

Murong Wan spread her hands and said, "Maybe he is unhappy with you. Have you provoked others?"

"Nonsense, this is the first time I see him today."

"Don't think about it. Aren't you going to watch the competition between the family members? I'll take you there, at the martial arts training ground in the back mountain."

Murong Wan chuckled.

Yang Feng always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what the problem was.

However, Yang Feng was still a little excited at the thought of seeing a competition between big families soon.

God has given me some face today.

In the afternoon, the sun gradually weakened, and the clouds blocked the hot sunshine, making the venue look no longer so hot.

Back Mountain.

martial arts field.

This is a flat area between two mountains.

The entire martial arts training ground is very large, with sparse green grass on the ground and soft sand.

At this time in the martial arts training ground.

There are already dozens of people gathered here.

In addition to the younger generation of the Murong family, there are also many children from other families who come here to discuss and exchange ideas.

"Look, Murong Wan is here."

Even Murong Wan didn't speak.

But as soon as she appeared here, she immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Among the younger generation, the admiration for Murong Wan has reached its peak.

However, these people were a little confused about Yang Feng who appeared next to Murong Wan.

"Hmph, little boy."

Wei Weiguang snorted coldly.

When he remembered what happened just now, his face became a little angry.

The acquaintance next to him saw him and asked curiously: "What, do you know him?"

"He's just a pretty boy who wants to climb a high tree by some means."

After Wei Weiguang finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the edge of the martial arts training ground.

Yang Feng didn't know yet that at this time, he had been defined as a pretty boy.

But even if he knew, he probably wouldn't be angry.

This at least shows that he recognizes his handsomeness.

"Do you have any rules for this exchange?"

Yang Feng found a corner with relatively few people and asked Murong Wan next to him.