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Chapter 662 : Murong Fengyun Spits Blood 3

Shui Yunyao is extraordinarily beautiful today. After being carefully dressed up, she looks even more like a noble princess, giving people a feeling of being holy and inviolable. It seems that even just liking her is a kind of blasphemy against the goddess.

Zhuo Yifan stared at Shui Yunyao blankly, and was lost for a few seconds.

"Zhuo Yifan! I said, you'd better not appear in front of me and Yunyao again. How did you get in?" Murong Jian also came to Zhuo Yifan at this time, in front of everyone in the yard

He raised his voice and asked.

When everyone heard this, they all turned their eyes towards this side. Chinese people have a habit. This habit is not just for ordinary people. It is common for both poor and rich people. That is to watch the fun. Wherever there is fun to watch,

, where there are definitely more people, this is an eternal truth. Just like now, the atmosphere here became obviously tense, and a large group of people were quickly attracted.

"Hmph! I said, I will definitely take Yunyao back. I want Yunyao to make her own choice! If you were a man, would you dare to let Yunyao choose by herself?" Zhuo Yifan snorted coldly,

He said in a dismissive tone.[

"Zhuo Yifan! I have tolerated it again and again, and I have given you face. There are so many guests at home today, and I don't want anything unpleasant to happen. You should leave my house quickly. You are not welcome here!" Murong Jian

He said with a cold snort. His face was extremely gloomy.

Shui Yunyao didn't care to blame Shen Jiayi at this time, and ran to Zhuo Yifan again, asking hurriedly: "Why are you running here? I said, we are people from different worlds, and since we separated that day

, the relationship between us is over, please, let me go. Don't come to me again!"

"Are you sincere?" Zhuo Yifan looked at Shui Yunyao with a smile and said softly: "I know what you are thinking about. You will be afraid, but I won't! I just want to tell you today,

No matter what happens, no matter what difficulties there are, I will never give up on you, and I will never let you marry someone you don’t like!"

The conversation between the two people was heard by everyone nearby, and it soon caused an uproar. This man came here to snatch a woman from Murong Jian! Is that okay? Wasn't that a slap in the face of the Murong family in public? Many people watched.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes couldn't help but be surprised, and even more so with an expression of joy, as if he wanted to see how Zhuo Yifan died.

"Please, stop making trouble. You can go back first! It's impossible for me to be with you! My future husband can only be Murong Jian!" Shui Yunyao trembled when she heard Zhuo Yifan's words, her eyes twinkling.

She didn't know whether she was moved or happy. But Shui Yunyao quickly suppressed her feeling. As if she remembered something, she bit her lips and shook her head bitterly.

"Don't worry about other problems, I will solve everything!" Zhuo Yifan didn't care about the crowd's eyes or Murong Jian's angry eyes. Instead, he took Shui Yunyao's little hand, looked at Murong Jian and said, "I want to take care of you."

Zou Yunyao, do you have any objection? If you want to keep me, you can let anyone take action!"

At this time, Murong Fengyun and Mrs. Murong also walked out of the villa. The movement outside obviously alerted the two people who were talking to Shui Yunxiao inside. Shui Yunxiao also walked out closely behind them.

When the elders of the Murong family and the Shui family saw Zhuo Yifan, their expressions changed slightly. Fortunately, they were all old men, and they came to their senses after a brief period of shock.

"Yifan! Today's joke is too big! You are throwing yourself into a pit of fire by doing this. The Murong family cannot afford to lose this person. Your actions must have made the Murong family determined to get rid of you! Why are you doing this?

What?" Song Yingjie saw something was wrong at this time, so he immediately ran to Zhuo Yifan and whispered in his ear.

Some people who didn't know the situation looked at Song Yingjie and Zhuo Yifan whispering to each other, and they all expressed doubtful affection. Most people didn't know Zhuo Yifan, but as a slightly famous figure in Youzhou, Song Yingjie's name was well known to them.

Yes! Who doesn’t know the CEO of Huayu Group and the leader of three generations of the Song family? It’s just the relationship between Song Yingjie and Zhuo Yifan that made everyone raise a question mark in their hearts.

"Brother, you don't have to worry about this matter! I will take care of it! I have to take Yunyao away today. I can't let her marry Murong Jian!" Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said firmly.

"Zhuo Yifan! You are forcing me!" Murong Jianshuang burst into flames, looking at Zhuo Yifan and saying with gritted teeth.

"Jian'er!" Murong Fengyun suddenly snorted coldly at this time and called Murong Jian back, who was on the verge of going berserk.

"Is this Zhuo Yifan? I am Murong Fengyun. It seems inappropriate for you to show up at our Murong family today and do such things, right? If you are here to attend the welcome banquet for my son's return to China today, then I welcome you. If

I'm here to cause trouble, so I won't accept you! Just go back to where you came from!" Murong Fengyun looked at Zhuo Yifan and said in a condescending and majestic tone.

"I believe you all know what happened today. Let's do this. I don't want to talk nonsense to you any more. I'll let Yunyao make her own choice." Zhuo Yifan looked at Murong Fengyun and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

Murong Jian became a little nervous when he heard these words, and Murong Fengyun's face was also gloomy. But after thinking for a moment, Murong said: "Okay! Let's see how Yunyao chooses!"

"If the person she chooses is me, I hope Mr. Murong will have enough power to let us go!" Zhuo Yifan said very politely.

"Okay! If not, don't blame me for asking someone to invite you out!" Murong Fengyun even trembled his beard. He was obviously very angry with Zhuo Yifan and said with a trembling voice.

"Yunyao! Make your choice! Should you choose to leave me or stay with Murong Jian?" Zhuo Yifan looked at Shui Yunyao beside him and asked softly.[

A complicated expression flashed across Shui Yunyao's pretty face, and she looked at Zhuo Yifan with a somewhat sad look in her eyes, while large tears slipped quietly down her face.

"How do you want me to choose? My heart hurts so much!" Shui Yunyao suddenly burst into tears and threw herself into Zhuo Yifan's arms.

Everyone couldn't help but look moved when they saw Shui Yunyao's performance. More people showed a kind of surprise. They didn't expect that the boy in front of them actually had such a deep relationship with Shui Yunyao.

.

The faces of everyone in the Murong family were extremely ugly, and they were clearly about to explode. Shui Yunxiao's eyes flickered when he looked at Zhuo Yifan, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Let's go!" Zhuo Yifan patted the beauty's shoulder, helped Shui Yunyao and walked out of Murong's villa amidst everyone's stunned looks. The security guards at the door were a little confused. Murong Fengyun didn't speak before

, they won’t make any move!

Zhuo Yifan took Shui Yunyao and left the Murong family villa like this. Murong Jian was worried because he didn't understand that his father really let Zhuo Yifan leave like this? Murong Fengyun had said it first, and Murong Jian was not good either.

What should I say at this time? Otherwise Murong Jian’s face will be lost again and again!

In fact, Murong didn't want Zhuo Yifan and Shui Yunyao to leave like this, but when he wanted to speak, he couldn't breathe and was speechless. His body was shaking for a long time, but suddenly

A large mouthful of blood spurted out, which frightened everyone around him!


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