At this moment, he was holding his chin in his hands, looking intoxicated at a photo of a little fox raising its fluffy tail and walking proudly.
Ding Wan frowned and snorted: "How old are you? You still act cute in public."
Ding Fan remained calm and silent, while Bai Yifei always showed behaviors that were inconsistent with her identity, intentionally or unintentionally.
"Wanwan, I bought this one." Bai Yifei waved towards her.
Ding Wan stood still, but Ding Fan pulled her over and said hello with a smile: "Sister Feifei, why are you here too?"
"Of course I want to come to my bestie's exhibition. Wanwan, this photo is so charming. No matter how much it costs, I bought it." Bai Yifei repeated it again.
Ding Wan forced a smile: "As for our relationship, asking for money will definitely not look good. However, this one is my favorite, so I can't give it away for free. You can just choose another one."
"I just like this picture. I caught my eye at first sight. Look, you are walking in the mountains and fields. Your body is as light as if you just walked out of the photo. I want to put it in the office." Bai Yifei said happily.
Ding Wan was a little unhappy, but Sikong Ye understood and stepped forward and said, "Dong Bai, my elder sister didn't say she wanted to sell it."
"Haha, Ye Zi, you don't know that your sister and I have such a good relationship, why would she refuse to sell it to me?" Bai Yifei disagreed.
Unexpectedly, Ding Wan didn't know what was wrong, and sneered: "It used to be like this, but now, if there is Ye Zi's shares in this photo, it still depends on whether she agrees or not."
When Sikong Ye also became a shareholder, Ding Fan complained secretly.
"I don't agree." Sikong Ye didn't show any emotion at all and raised his chin high.
Bai Yifei was a little embarrassed. To make her even more embarrassed, Ding Wan deliberately pushed Sikong Ye in front of Ding Fan and praised her: "What a golden couple. This is the benefit of being of the same age."
"Sister, you..."
Ding Fan was about to speak when he saw Sikong Ye's eyes widening, his braid quietly raised, and he walked toward the door with windy steps.
Masan, actually came too.
He is holding an agarwood crutch, with Jin Yao on the left gently supporting him. On the right, a thin man with glasses, who is thirty years old, comes forward. His skin is fair and not a single spot is visible. The most peculiar thing is the pair of eyes hidden behind the glasses, which are deep and invisible.
end.
If your guess is correct, this should be the only one of the eight Vajras who has not shown up, the blood demon!
He has a thin physique, but this is just an appearance. Judging from his steps that don't touch the dust, he is also a master.
There were a forest of bodyguards on both sides, one after another, rudely pushing aside the visitors in the exhibition hall. A woman was dissatisfied and just complained. The blood demon seemed to glance at it unintentionally. The woman's face froze, like a robot.
, still maintaining an angry look, and walked outside blankly.
Some staff members went over to maintain order, looked into Asan's eyes and shuddered inexplicably, while some visitors slipped away not wanting to cause trouble.
"Why is he here?"
Bai Yifei was astonished. In her mind, Ma San only appeared in public once during the ring competition, and it was obvious that she was not here to support Ding Wan.
"Feifei, who is he?" Ding Wan was not involved in the world and did not know his name. Bai Yifei whispered in a low voice: "Anyway, he is a person who cannot be offended. It is best not to rush into him."
Ding Wan seemed to understand, but Masan's appearance made the exhibition hall less popular. Sikong Ye was so angry that he suddenly jumped forward.
Sister Yao's eyes narrowed slightly and her palms were turned up. Seeing this, Ding Fan quickly walked over and stood in front of Sikong Ye: "Uncle San is here. You didn't tell me earlier so I can go and greet him personally."
"I just said that the second brother is not a good person, and he is using the exhibition to promote his poor mountain." Masan sneered.
"You are no good!" Sikong Ye finally emerged from behind Ding Fan.
Ma San's face was slightly stagnant, but he signaled Jin Yao not to do anything. He looked around and said with a smile, "You are the orphan adopted by Shen Xuan, right?"
"Bah, you can call my master whatever you want." Sikong Ye's nostrils turned upward, and Ding Fan couldn't help but secretly break a cold sweat for her.
Ma San was not angry, but laughed loudly, pointed at Sikong Ye and Jin Yao and said with a smile: "This bad temper is very suitable for me."
Jin Yao was noncommittal and smiled faintly.
"Ye Zi, my name is Third Uncle." Ding Fan winked.
"My master is a monk, where do these brothers come from!" At this moment, Sikong Ye was no longer stupid.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Ma San held the cane with both hands, a sly look flashed through his eagle eyes, "Your name is Sikong Ye, right?"
"none of your business!"
"presumptuous!"
The blood demon couldn't hold it back and stepped forward. Sikong Ye turned around and looked into his eyes. He was so distracted that he almost fell down. Ma San looked at the excitement and laughed and said: "Little girl, you know how powerful I am this time."
Alright?"
"Shameless, let's do a sneak attack!"
Sikong Ye made a fool of himself in public and became furious. As the saying goes, "To catch the thief first, catch the king first." With a cry, his big braid was as fast as a shooting star and slapped Ma San's face.
Ding Fan broke out in a sweat and quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, only to hold the braid. The one step faster than him was Ma San, who clamped the end of the braid between his two fingers.
"Third uncle, Ye Zi is naughty and ignorant, and adults don't remember the faults of villains." Ding Fan smiled apologetically and pulled out the end of his braid with a little force.
As her hair slipped past her fingertips, Ma San's face changed slightly, and she frowned, thinking about something.
Ding Fan pushed Sikong Ye and left, but Masan stopped her, "Little girl, I like your determination. Let's do this. These people I brought here, you can vent your anger as you like, okay?"
"Really?" Sikong Ye stood on tiptoes and stretched his head over Ding Fan's shoulders, completely ignoring his senior brother who was blinking his eyes.
"Of course, if you give me a beating, I'll reward you with a hundred thousand, okay?" Masan coaxed the child.
"Why does it feel like a trap?" Sikong Ye was a little discouraged and embarrassed to say that he might not be able to defeat the man with glasses.
"I'm very happy today." Masan ordered in a deep voice, "You are not allowed to fight back, do you hear me?"
yes!
Everyone, including Jin Yao, agreed respectfully.
One hundred thousand will be given for the fight, and Sikong Ye must be among the big rewards. Her eyes flashed brightly, and she jumped out regardless of Ding Fan's pull, "Keep your word."
Masan shook his head, and someone immediately put a suitcase on the ground and opened it. It was full of cash.
"Yi Zi." Ding Wan also came over to persuade him.
"Sister, when I make money, I will also hire two bodyguards for you." Sikong Ye chuckled, as if the box of money belonged to her.
The first target is the blood demon. The blood demon obeys orders and just dodges without taking action, let alone daring to attack. But Sikong Ye is a ruthless character, with braids like knives. If she gets the chance, she will have to pierce the blood.
The eyes of the demon are unacceptable.
Ding Fan was dissatisfied with the liveliness that Ma San saw, and said truthfully: "Third uncle, Ye Zi is the very heart of my master. If you hurt her even a hair, it will not do anyone any good."
"I know, I know." Masan looked at the battle and added, "Little girl, attack him!"
"Third uncle, what do you mean?"
"Hey, can't I love your master's beloved child more?" Masan laughed.