Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

Xie Lianhuan and Wu Sanxing sat face to face for a long time. Wu Sanxing was the first to break the silence. "This child can distinguish us. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse."

"Fortunately, with him, Xiaohua won't have such a hard time."

Jie Lianhuan felt sorry for her son, while Wu Sanxing was relatively calm.

“Maybe, he is the variable!”

Wu Sansheng analyzed the situation, "He doesn't belong to the Nine Gates, but he is on good terms with them."

"He has inherited the Hong Mansion, and the underworld has already recognized this young master."

"Maybe he is the variable behind the scenes, confusing the situation so that even we can't see clearly, and others will be confused too!"

Jie Lianhuan nodded, and just like that, the dramatic ending had already been glimpsed today.

Yin Qiaomu stayed with Xie Yuchen until "Xie Lianhuan" was buried.

Because this young master was present, the Xie family didn't dare to make things difficult for Xie Yuchen. At most, they just acted sarcastic to him.

"An eight-year-old child, in charge of the Xie family? He could have survived until now without us? You must be kidding!"

"Don't let the Xie family be destroyed by a little kid in the end!"

The stubborn one is Uncle Jie San, who relies on his age and alliance with the gang to treat Jie Yuchen coldly.

Xie Yuchen flicked the dust off his face and said, "I am a child, unlike you, who is mentally retarded!"

Yin Qiaomu gave a thumbs up, it was worth it to follow him!

Uncle Jie choked with anger. "This is how you talk to your elders!"

Yin Qiaomu snorted, "I can show you how I talk to the dead!"

Among the Xie family, except for the Ninth Master and the Eighth Master who are of decent character, the rest are a bunch of bad apples.

Uncle Jie Sanye remained silent. You must be kidding. He was not a retard and he knew who could not target him.

When Xie Yuchen looked over, he saw that behind Mr. Xie Sanye stood the older generation of the Xie family.

Only his eighth uncle was by his side.

Oh yeah! There is also a flattering Jie Laowu!

He was walking on thin ice in the Xie family.

At this moment, Yin Qiaomu came up and whispered, "Brother, when are we going home? I haven't eaten yet."

Then he stood back and pretended nothing had happened. He still had to pretend.

Xie Yuchen suddenly laughed. He still had himself, and he still had the Hongfu family!

"Okay, let's go home now!"

The two young boys walked back home hand in hand, full of tenderness and affection.

Time flies, spring passes and autumn comes.

The flowers bloomed and faded, welcoming countless springs and autumns.

Many people come and go, some come for fame and fortune, some leave for friendship.

Our meeting is a beautiful encounter. We may get hurt, but we will still go upstream against the rising sun.

Until the end, we smiled at each other and nothing could stop us!

Maybe I’ll scream and shout like a middle school student, but isn’t that what youth is all about?

Passionate! Secondary school! Full of energy! Rushing foolishly into the cruel life.

"You haven't found the little brother yet?"

On the second floor of the Crescent Hotel, a white-haired young man was slumped in a chair, frowning.

The bluebird next to him reported the news with his hands behind his back. The young man who was once full of vigor and vitality has become calm and steady.

When Yin Qiumu grew up, he dyed his hair silver-white and looked like a girl, but not at all feminine.

It just looks very delicate, so delicate that it doesn't look like a real person.

He looks like a fox-like boy, and with his little fangs and eyes, he looks even more like a fox.

She narrowed her eyes slightly. There has been no news from the young man since he left last time.

"I understand, go and do your work."

"it is good"

Yin Qiumu glanced at the scene on the first floor, where people of all kinds were socializing.

The Crescent Hotel auction has always been the preferred choice of the upper class.

Soon, Yin Qiaomu locked onto a man—Da Jinya

Big Gold Teeth was bragging that he had gotten a good thing and was waiting to go fishing.

The night before, Wuxie called him.

"Hello? Mumu! It's me, Wuxie!"

Yin Qiaomu moved the phone away and said, "I know you are innocent. What are you doing?"

"Uncle San wants me to go to the tomb, will you go?"

Wuxie's voice was full of excitement; it was the first time in his life that he went into a tomb!

"No, it's dirty and spooky."

Like Xiaohua, Yin Qiaomu suffers from severe mysophobia.

He is also very squeamish. Wu Xie once said something that was particularly true: "You are really full of young master syndrome!"

Yin Qiaomu snorted, "I can't help it. I have the fate of being a young master!"

To be honest, Yin Qiumu was really destined to be a young master. He was the young master of a powerful family in both of his lives.

"Oh, go ahead! Go ahead!"

Wuxie was twisting and turning like a bug, and even though Yin Qiumu couldn't see it, he was still disgusted.

Yin Qiaomu gritted his teeth and said, "Speak properly and don't disgust me!"

"I go!"

beep...

I hung up the phone decisively. I felt like I was going to vomit if I stayed with Wuxie for one more second.

"Shengshengman, go check on that big gold tooth and see who he has been in contact with recently."

After hearing this, Shengshengman, who was on the first floor, smiled and turned around to investigate.

Yin Qiumu felt embarrassed towards Wu Sanxing, and Wu Sanxing also felt a little uneasy.

Soon, the day of departure arrived.

Several people arrived at the meeting point, but found that Yin Qiumu had not arrived yet.

Wu Sansheng looked at his watch and said, "Five minutes. If he doesn't come, we will leave immediately."