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Chapter 22 Saying Cao Cao, Cao Cao Arrives

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

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

Even if he doesn't give himself face, he even dares to spread rumors about his third uncle.

She wished she could complain to her third uncle now.

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

Unfortunately, Yu Yan ignored her at all.

He walked past her with others and provoked: "Why have I gone too far? Otherwise, why don't you call Uncle Yan over and beat me now?"

He didn't dare to say this because he didn't see Yan Zhan.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a male voice chuckle.

"I have never heard such a refreshing request."

Two people walked towards me. One of them was wearing big pants, a Spongebob T-shirt, and a pair of flip-flops. He was looking at Yu Yan jokingly.

This person is Qi Yu, the second young master of the Qi family, a dandy among the dandy boys in C City, the most outstanding among them.

The other one was wearing a shirt and trousers, his face was stern, like the snow on the Xiling Snow Mountain that never melts all year round, and his figure was tall and straight, more like the God of War from ancient Greek mythology.

If it’s not Yan Zhan, who is it?

His eyes were cold, he glanced at the metaphor of "looking for a fight", and then glanced at Manshu, who was holding his shoulder.

Manshu took a breath, and when he met those cold star-like eyes, his pupils shrank.

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

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

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

But the cold eyes on the other side, like flying knives, made him inexplicably frightened.

"Azhan, the boy from the Yu family is begging you to beat him. Do you want to satisfy him?"

Qi Yu smiled jokingly and winked at Yan Zhan.

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

"Third uncle."

She yelled like a good girl, and Yan Siyu looked at Yan Zhan with eyes full of - Rumu?

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, every time she would get in front of Yan Zhan and try to please him in every possible way.

"Um."

Yan Zhan only glanced at Yan Siyu briefly, and his response was as concise as ever.

Yan Siyu didn't mind at all, with a sweet smile on his face.

However, she turned her head and glanced at Yu Yan and Man Shu, her expression becoming hesitant to speak.

Yu Yan and Man Shu also noticed her expression.

The former secretly thought that something was wrong, and the young lady was going to file a complaint.

Manshu, on the other hand, couldn't see anything on his face, but his left hand was hanging on one side and had been clenched into a fist.

She is not afraid of being exposed, but is afraid of being overly concerned by Yan Zhan.

Moreover, what she just said was half true, half false, and a bit exaggerated.

Will the third uncle think that she is trying to put money on his face?

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

Therefore, she felt her cheeks were hot and her heart was frightened.

"Why does Siyu only call you third uncle? Can't you see me?"

Qi Yu said to Yan Siyu teasingly.

It just happened to help resolve the iceberg-faced Yan Zhan's coldness towards his little niece.

"Second Young Master Qi." Yan Siyu did not call him uncle. After all, this man was of the same generation as him.

But Qi Yu himself didn't like calling him brother.

He doesn't necessarily want Yan Zhan to be a generation younger than him.

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

"I saw there was some friction between you and the boy from the Yu family just now. What's going on? Has it reached the point where you want to move out of your third uncle's house?"

He is a person who does not take things too seriously.

Even if Yan Siyu could bear not to complain, Qi Yu himself couldn't bear not to ask.


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