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Section 4310: Nightmare 4

"As the eldest brother, I have an easier time staying in the alliance.

Don't keep using the good things that are pleasant;

Don't force your stupidity and filial piety on a lovely person, my patience is limited."

My brother didn't leave any room for Yin Yijie this time, and his attitude was very firm.

Alas, a nice holiday has turned into a showdown, [

But my brother is good for me, I can't let him feel cold, I can only listen.

Rice beside him was fuming and wanted to say something, but my mother opened her mouth and whispered:

“It’s okay for people to suffer a little and suffer a little;

Just watch her, don't mess around.

Mr. Yin, I'm afraid you can't imagine how much trouble there will be when the time comes;

I just hope it doesn’t get out of hand."

Uh, why do my mother's words sound a bit mysterious?

It made my skin stand on end, as if my mother-in-law could torment me in any way.

Yin Yijie seemed to be stunned. He looked at my mother and then at me.

I lower my head, I don’t know

It was hard for anyone to answer this question. The tables nearby were eating and drinking, pretending that the world was peaceful and they didn't hear or see anything.

My mother looked around delicately and whispered to me:

"She is determined to make trouble, it's not that simple."

"boom!"

I seemed to hear the confidence I had just built collapse, and I returned to the dark, ghost-like living room.

v

The entire Lantern Festival was spent in this slightly weird atmosphere.

Tan Tianjian was also smart enough not to say anything, and he was randomly punching and drinking with some of his younger brothers. He seemed to be enjoying himself and being very involved.

Yin Siqi is also smart enough not to interrupt, just be a good boy and please everyone.[

At midnight, I was in my room, standing on the balcony, feeling the cold wind blowing, a little tipsy.

The dazzling fireworks cast their last beauty in the sky, fleeting;

Black smoke fills the sky and the sound of hiss is a low-key music for their funeral.

The swaying lanterns cast lonely shadows,

Telling about the sad past, the prosperity of youth is no longer seen.

The bright moon in the sky is as clear as a veil,

Cover up all the hatred and leave us with beautiful moments, false and short-lived

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