She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Yu Yan, don't go too far!"

Yan Siyu didn't expect Yu Yan to be so tough.

Not only did he not give me face, he even dared to spread rumors about my third uncle.

She wished she could tell her uncle about it right now.

His eyes were bulging like bells and his face was full of dissatisfaction.

Unfortunately, Yu Yan ignored her.

He walked past her with his men and challenged her: "I went too far, so what? Otherwise, you can call Uncle Yan to beat me up now?"

He dared to say this because he hadn't seen Yan Zhan.

But just as he finished speaking, a male voice was heard laughing.

"I've never heard such a refreshing request."

Two people were walking towards them. One of them was wearing shorts, a SpongeBob T-shirt, and a pair of flip-flops. He was looking at Yu Yan jokingly.

This person is Qi Yu, the second son of the Qi family. He is the most outstanding among the playboys in City C.

The other one was wearing a shirt and trousers, with a stern look on his face, like the snow on the Xiling Snow Mountain that never melts all year round. He had an upright figure, and looked more like a god of war from ancient Greek mythology.

If it’s not Yan Zhan, then who else could it be?

His eyes were cold as he glanced at Yu Yan who was "looking for a fight", and then glanced at Man Shu who had his arm around his shoulder.

Manshu's breath was choked, and his pupils shrank when he met those cold star-like eyes.

Yu Yan was also panicked and quickly took her hands off Manshu's shoulders.

After taking it off, he was stunned and didn't know why he did this.

No matter how powerful Uncle Yan is, he can't control who he makes friends with, right?

But the cold look from the opposite side was like a flying knife, which made him inexplicably scared.

"Ah Zhan, the boy from the Yu family is begging you to beat him up, do you want to satisfy him?"

Qi Yu smiled playfully and winked at Yan Zhan.

Soon Yan Siyu also reacted and took a few steps towards Yan Zhan.

"Uncle Three."

She cried out like a good girl, and Yan Siyu looked at Yan Zhan with eyes full of - admiration?

Is that the word?

From Manshu's perspective, Yan Siyu's eyes lit up when she saw Yan Zhan.

Just like in her previous life, she would always come close to Yan Zhan and try to please him in every way.

"Ah."

Yan Zhan just glanced at Yan Siyu lightly, and his response was as concise as ever.

Yan Siyu didn't mind at all and had a sweet and warm smile on her face.

However, when she turned her head to look at Yu Yan and Man Shu, her expression became hesitant.

Yu Yan and Man Shu also noticed her expression.

The former thought to himself that something was wrong and that the young lady was going to complain.

As for Manshu, no expression could be seen on his face, but his left hand was hanging at his side and clenched into a fist.

She was not afraid of being exposed, but was afraid of receiving too much attention from Yan Zhan.

What's more, what she just said was half true and half false, and a little exaggerated.

Would Uncle San think that she was flattering herself?

In Manshu's eyes, Yan Zhan has always been a strict and cold elder.

So, she just felt her cheeks getting hot and she felt embarrassed.

"Why does Siyu only call you Third Uncle? Can't you see me, the Young Master?"

Qi Yu said to Yan Siyu jokingly.

It just happened to help resolve the cold and ruthless attitude of Yan Zhan, the icy-faced man, towards his little niece.

"Second Young Master Qi." Yan Siyu didn't call him uncle, after all, this man was of the same generation as her.

But Qi Yu himself was not happy to be called brother.

He didn't want to be a generation younger than Yan Zhan.

"Tsk, little Siyu is still so sweet." Qi Yu reached out and patted Yan Siyu's shoulder.

"Just now I saw that you and the kid from the Yu family seemed to have some friction. What's going on? Has it escalated to the point where you want to move out your third uncle?"

He is a person who enjoys watching the fun and no matter how big the event.

Even if Yan Siyu could resist the urge to complain, Qi Yu herself couldn't resist asking.