Sincerely invite young heroes to break their sleeves

Yan Tingyu left Ren Xiaodao in the name of treatment, and sent Yang Yueming to Yang Xiaofeng to apologize.

Yang Yueming got Yan Tingyu's promise, so Pidianpidian went out, and Nangong Yishou also followed after seeing this.

As soon as they left, Yan Tingyu sighed and said, "Mr. Ren, sit down and I'll give you a massage on the silt."

Ren Xiaodao went straight to the point: "Madam Yang sent Yueming away, I'm afraid it's not just to heal my wounds."

Yan Tingyu smiled lightly, her face was bright and beautiful, and her smile was like a spring breeze, but it was a pity that Ren Xiaodao was not in the mood to appreciate it at this time.

Yan Tingyu said: "Mr. Ren, don't worry, since I promised Yueming to help him, I won't break my promise."

Ren Xiaodao was puzzled.

In fact, since Yang Yueming and Yang Xiaofeng started playing charades, he fell into chaos. Their words should be related to him, but they couldn't be proved.

Ren Xiaodao scratched his heart and lungs, but he didn't dare to speculate.

As soon as Yan Tingyu said this, it made his guess somewhat certain, but this half certainty was not enough for him to ask rashly.

"Xiaofeng has loved Yueming very much since he was a child, and he puts Yueming first in everything. This matter is important, so he naturally thinks more." A pedantic person will figure it out sooner or later. In contrast, I am worried about Mr. Ren's thoughts, whether Mr. Ren is sincere or not?"

Ren Xiaodao seemed to understand something, and he just wanted to ask what "sincere and sincere" meant, but Yan Tingyu's internal force had already been pushed into the acupoint, so it was inconvenient for him to speak again, so he had to press his doubts first, concentrate on luck, follow Yan Tingyu The trend of rain's internal force heals wounds.

On that side, Yang Yueming left the lobby, and Nangong Yishou chased after him.

"Yueming..." Nangong Yishou stopped him, and when he stopped, he swallowed his unfinished words.

It was Yang Yueming who saw that he was hesitant to speak, and spoke first: "Killer, what do you have to say?"

Seeing Yang Yueming being so straightforward, Nangong Yishou thought for a while and finally said, "You just told your brother, but is it true?"

"Ah?" Yang Yueming probably didn't expect him to ask this, a little surprised, but he said straightforwardly, "Yes."

Nangong Yishou showed a slight smile on his usually expressionless face: "The person you are talking about is Brother Ren?"

Yang Yueming pretended to be ashamed when he heard the words, and said, "I hate it, is it so obvious?"

Nangong Yishou's eyes dimmed, and the smile on his face remained unchanged: "Aren't you afraid...of being talked about?"

Yang Yueming was taken aback: "What's there to talk about?"

Nangong Yishou didn't expect Yang Yueming to be more unrestrained than he thought, and he was stunned for a moment: "Are you all...men?"

"Oh~" Yang Yueming waved his hands indifferently, and made a movement of cutting his sleeves, "Isn't it just to cut off the sleeves? I am an unknown junior, and I have no value for discussion."

After thinking for a while, he added: "But if others want to talk about it, there's nothing they can do. The mouth is on them, but I'm better than me. If you have the ability, you can beat me—as long as you can beat me!" Still had to laugh out.

Masters are hard-headed, and even broken sleeves are so arrogant.

Nangong was a little speechless when he changed hands.

Seeing his disregard, his mood was very complicated.

He is a different person after all.

Some people are born to be favored by fate, with prominent backgrounds, extraordinary talents, and surrounded by people who care about them, so he lives more recklessly than anyone he knows.

Even such a shocking thing, in his opinion, is just the difference between whether he wants to do it or not.

And myself, trapped in the secular world, thinking about the past and the future, stuck in the past.

After all, I missed it.

Nangong Yishou smiled lightly, but was relieved, and said: "No matter what, I will support you."

"Of course!" Yang Yueming and his brothers patted him on the shoulder nicely, "You are the most discerning killer in the world!"

After the two of them finished talking, Yang Yueming was about to continue to start looking for Yang Xiaofeng, when he looked up, he saw Su Hu standing not far away, looking at him with red eyes.

Yang Yueming had made the plan to cut off his sleeves, but at this moment he felt a little guilty towards Su Hu, so he walked over hesitantly and said, "Su Hu, you heard it all, and I am going to cut off my sleeves... Duanxiu, you understand, if you have been with a man, you should see it away earlier, my brother is not very good, he just has a shell, and there are many talented and good-looking young men in the city..."

Su Hu angrily slapped him on the arm: "Shut up."

Yang Yueming stopped speaking resentfully.

"I don't like the city lord at all." Su Hu looked at him with red eyes.

Yang Yueming was stunned for a moment: "I heard everything."

"Then why didn't you listen to the end?" Su Hu almost gritted his teeth.

"Ah?" Yang Yueming was speechless, hearing what he didn't want to hear the most, of course he immediately ran away in anger, should he continue to listen to what he didn't want to hear even more?

Su Hu bit his lip, but couldn't say the following words anymore.

What's the use of continuing.

But after not seeing him for a few months, this person was completely different from the person he knew.

At this moment, Su Hu finally understood what it was - good fortune tricks people.

Those who are not teased by fate, how can they understand the helplessness and sorrow in it.

"Yang, Yue, Ming..." Su Hu called out his name word by word, and then he could only leave one sentence, "I hope you won't regret it in the future."

Su Hu turned and left, this time, with determination.

Yang Yueming was a little inexplicable, but also a little sad.

When he first got engaged to Su Hu, he was very happy.

He has always envied Yang Xiaofeng for having such a beautiful face as Yan Tingyu, and he wanted to be like him, find a beautiful woman to marry, and respect him like a guest forever.

Su Hu was actually in line with his expectations for his future wife.

If he hadn't overheard the conversation between her and Han Wuxia, and he was so angry that he left the city in a rage, maybe he would never understand in his life what kind of feeling true love is, and he just joined hands with her in such a muddle. Live your life.

Can't say bad.

It's just that compared to the predictable life, maybe the current situation is what he really wants.

Unexpected people, unexpected encounters.

Before the future comes, you can never guess what life will be like.