At that time, Xie Yuchen, who was only eight years old, was pushed to the front desk and began to fight with those old bastards.
If Er Erhong hadn't stood up for Xie Yuchen back then, Xie Yuchen would have been swallowed up by those old foxes!
This is also the reason why Xie Yuchen has always regarded Er Erhong as his biological father.
Hu Ming could not comment on this.
Jie Jiuye and Lian Lian are the typical people who abandon their Xiao family for the sake of Jiumen's future.
Let’s not talk about whether what they did was correct or whether their personality was noble. At least, Hu Ming believed that he could never achieve this level.
Sacrificing yourself for others is not Hu Ming's style.
But this does not prevent Hu Ming from appreciating such people.
Following Xie Yuchen's emotion, the atmosphere in the private room suddenly fell silent.
Except for the little girlfriend in Baisui Mountain, everyone here knows something about Jie Jiuye and Lian Lian.
After a while, Mr. He, who had finished singing a good show, came up and exchanged a few words with everyone.
"Let's go. I've finished my business. I've been working hard for more than half a month. It's time to go back and have a good rest."
Hu Ming stretched, ignored Huo Xiuxiu's pleading eyes, and walked out of the opera house with Yin Nanfeng Shiran.
"Uncle Ming, aren't you curious why Huo Xiuxiu is looking for you?"
In the car, Yin Nanfeng looked at Huo Xiuxiu who had a look of regret on her face at the door, and asked curiously.
"It's just that on behalf of Huo Xiangu...or herself, she wants to get some secrets from back then from me."
"Moreover, the most important thing is that there is still an architectural drawing that has not yet appeared, and the Guixi has not yet been auctioned... It is still a bit early to say this now."
Hu Ming's eyes flickered, and he subconsciously lowered his voice and explained.
Moreover... Huo Xiuxiu is a clever girl who has inherited the unique ability and shrewdness of women in the Huo family.
Instead of spending that time and thought dealing with her, why not accompany Yin Nanfeng to do some of the things he loves to do? And when he sees her, he thinks of her aunt, and he can't flirt with her. Otherwise, he will be annoyed to death by some old immortals from Jiumen.
Got it!
Hu Ming hasn't seen Yin Nanfeng for more than half a year. Not to mention, he really misses it...
Missing you in every way!
"You, old man, have been so cruel that you left me alone for more than half a year. I thought you didn't care about me!"
Yin Nanfeng keenly noticed the heat in Hu Ming's eyes, snorted softly, and said as if complaining.
"Well, aren't you busy with something serious? It just so happens that everything has arrived at that time..."
To be honest, Hu Ming is really not good at explaining anything, especially to women...
Very troublesome.
"Oh, man!"
Yin Nanfeng looked at Hu Ming with a stern expression and sneered, and then...
"Slow down! It's still early, we're not in a hurry to go back!"
Yin Nanfeng turned around and ordered the driver.
"Miss, second master?"
The driver's mouth twitched.
What does this mean? When gods fight, little devils suffer.
The boss's show is really not that good!
"What the heck, I, Yin Nanfeng, am the head of the Yin family, and you are a member of our Yin family! Why are you looking at him?"
"Slow down the speed to the minimum!"
So, women... are really in trouble!
God knows what their inner activities are like. Hu Ming once suspected that if there really is a god in this world, the omniscient and omnipotent god cannot understand the psychology of women!
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…
Due to Yin Nanfeng's malicious delaying action, when they returned to the Crescent Hotel, they could even see the outline of the moon faintly in the horizon...
It’s just outrageous, you know?
The journey of just over an hour took five hours!
God knows how many circles they made around Sijiu City at a very low speed!
After a simple dinner, Hu Ming went straight to the room.
And Yin Nanfeng... was extremely tough-tongued, but very honest, and followed Hu Ming into the room slowly.
As for what happens tonight...
We are all adults, there is no one who doesn’t know, right?
It is worth mentioning that even though Hu Ming has not been in Sijiu City for more than half a year, the room he lived in is still always ready for Hu Ming.
In other words, this room has become exclusive to Hu Ming.
Someone cleans it every day.
Early the next morning, Hu Ming and Yin Nanfeng were awakened by a knock on the door.
"What are you doing so early in the morning? It's only what time and you don't want anyone to sleep?"
Pulling the quilt to cover his body and rubbing his watery eyes, Yin Nanfeng shouted dissatisfied.
"Miss, it's already 12 o'clock at noon. You and the second master have already missed breakfast..."
A slow and tired voice came from outside the door.
Swearing slowly, she almost broke the door this morning!!
But the two people in the room didn't react at all.
God knows how late these two were tossing it last night...
Being in good physical condition means being willful!
It is still a private room for immortals to celebrate their birthdays.
After a simple lunch, Hu Ming and Yin Nanfeng sat leisurely together drinking tea and chatting to kill time.
She poured tea for the two of them in a slow voice and thoughtfully.
..., what a damn charming and depraved life!
Hu Ming sighed comfortably.
It is not unreasonable for the great men in ancient times to like to keep maids.
There are people waiting on you for everything. When you drink water, someone will pour it. When you eat fruit, someone will hand it to you. It’s so refreshing!
In terms of serving people, her slow voice is somewhat more professional than Hong Xia's.
After all, the person with a slow voice in the Yin family is a maid serving the eldest lady.
And Hong Xia, who was originally the leader of the younger generation of the Hong family, is just a beginner in this area and cannot be as comprehensive as Sheng Sheng Shou.
"Second Master, what you ordered me to do has been taken care of. Do you think you will go there now or not?"
Seeing the pot of tea bottoming out, Hu Ming and Yin Nanfeng hugged each other and squinted their eyes lazily, about to fall asleep again, and then asked softly in a slow voice.
