Fei Kexin didn't expect that the old man would still remember her, so she quickly said respectfully: "Mr. An, how are you doing recently?"
The old man nodded and said to Fei Kexin: "Miss Fei's service has been very good to me recently."
Fei Kexin said hurriedly: "Mr. An, please don't say that. I, a junior, can't afford it!"
An Chongqiu on the side also nodded politely to Fei Kexin and said: "Hello, Miss Fei!"
Fei Kexin responded equally respectfully: "Hello, Mr. An!"
An Chongqiu asked with concern: "Miss Fei, I would like to ask where my good brother Li Yalin is buried now? If it is convenient, could you please give me the address. I want to go and pay my respects."
Before Fei Kexin could speak, Li Yalin, who was wearing a mask and sunglasses, suddenly said: "An Chongqiu! Your brother Li is not dead yet!"
As soon as Li Yalin said these words, An Chongqiu and An Qishan beside him were shocked and stunned!
Both of them could tell that it was Li Yalin's voice.
However, neither of them could believe that the person in front of them was Li Yalin.
After all, in the gymnasium that day, those dead soldiers beat several top players of the An family into a honeycomb. Even if they did not see Li Yalin's body with their own eyes, they knew that Li Yalin, who bore the brunt, would not survive.
Moreover, Ye Chen, who rescued them that day, also said that Li Yalin was dead and could not be saved by gods.
Therefore, how could they believe that Li Yalin could appear in front of them alive at this time.
Li Yalin saw the An family father and son looking at him with their eyes wide open without saying a word. He impatiently pulled off his mask and sunglasses and blurted out: "It's me! I'm not dead!"
"F*ck!" An Chongqiu blurted out in horror: "I'm not fucking dreaming...you...how did you survive?!"
An Qishan on the side couldn't help but sigh: "Yalin, is it really you?"
Li Yalin nodded and said respectfully: "Uncle An, it's really me!"
An Chongqiu came back to his senses, stepped forward, patted Li Yalin's face, shook his shoulder, and asked with disbelief and excitement: "Old Li... what's going on?
What’s going on! I don’t have enough brain!”
Li Yalin sighed and said with emotion: "This is just a child without a mother. It's a long story..."
An Qishan stepped forward with great joy at this time, hugged An Chongqiu, and said repeatedly: "Yalin, no matter what, you can stand here alive, I am so happy for this old bone!"
An Chongqiu was also so excited that he hugged Li Yalin tightly and choked with sobs: "Old Li, it's great that you are alive...Brother, I am so happy..."
Li Yalin couldn't help but his eyes turned red and sighed: "Chongqiu, the moment the elevator door opened and countless bullets passed through my body, I knew I was dead. At that time, I was only worried about my wife and me.
My daughter was also worried about your family, and thought something bad would happen to you too. I am also very happy to hear that you are all alive!"
The old man An Qishan sighed softly and said quickly: "Yalin, Miss Fei, this is not the place to talk. Let's go in and talk! Go in and talk!"
An Chongqiu also came to his senses and said excitedly: "Yes, yes! Let's go in and talk! Lao Li, I want to get drunk with you at noon!"
An Qishan looked at Fei Kexin again and invited: "Miss Fei, if you don't mind, please stay for a light meal together at noon!"
Fei Kexin knew that the An family must have many questions to ask themselves and Li Yalin, and he also had to observe Li Yalin's answers and performance to prevent him from saying the wrong thing or revealing key information to the An family.
So, she cupped her hands and said, "Thank you, Mr. An. I'd rather be respectful than obey my orders!"