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Chapter 887 Hongmen Dinner (2)

Yang Moyan paused.

Lin Zhaoxia's fingertips also paused a little.

Even knowing that this is not an easy meal.

But never imagined.

Once he made a move, the other party turned out to be a gun-wielding existence!

Life is in the hands of the other party, which is a terrible thing just thinking about it.

But Yang Moyan, who has always been calm and calm, still kept his expression on his face, and his eyes fell on him calmly, "Uncle Yan, it seems that your actions are very disrespectful now?"

Mr. Yan still had that kind smile, "If Xiaoyan is more obedient, how could uncle be like this."

After the words fell, a gesture passed, "Bring it here."

The people surrounded by those people gradually moved closer, and the black muzzle was aimed at the two of them.

Yang Moyan pulled the young man's wrist, and as those people approached, he looked like he was pushing and shoving, his feet moved, and he pulled the young man's long legs away, walking towards the original position just now.

Those people were always around Yang Moyan and Lin Zhaoxia.

See two people sit down.

The gun was never put down.

However, he slowly stood by Mr. Yan's side.

Lin Zhaoxia looked at all of this, the curve of her lips was very light, and the well-behaved boy with red lips and white teeth was never seen again.

At this time, just like Yang Moyan's face remained unchanged, his eyes fell on Mr. Yan, and his voice was clear, "Uncle Yan, Xiao Xia doesn't like these dark things. It's best to ask Uncle Yan to let them put it down."

Mr. Yan laughed again, and asked an irrelevant question, "Where is Xiaoxia from? I don't know what Xiaoxia's full name is. Why don't Xiaoxia make a deal with uncle? Tell uncle your full name, and uncle will Let those people let go?"

Lin Zhaoxia's twinkling peach eyes narrowed immediately, and the bottom of those eyes was even more dangerous.

What does this man want to do?
She squinted her eyes vigilantly, but said quickly, "Yang Xia."

"what?"

Mr. Yan didn't seem to understand, so he asked again.

"Yang Xia."

Lin Zhaoxia's expression did not change, her heart did not beat, and it was the beginning of another serious conversation.

"Yang Xia? Same surname as Xiaoyan?"

But it is obvious that Mr. Yan will not believe Lin Zhaoxia's words without evidence.

Yang Moyan spoke at the right time, "Uncle Yan, Xiao Xia was actually rescued by me on a business trip. She lost part of her memory. She couldn't remember who she was and how she appeared there. She just remembered her name. There is a word Xia in it. Since this is the case, I let her take my surname."

Talking without changing face or heartbeat.

Then Yang Moyan definitely didn't cover it.

Speak up.

The calm and unhurried silence makes people have to believe it.

Mr. Yan finally stopped picking on Lin Zhaoxia's identity, and just said, "I'm so pitiful for such a good child", and didn't say any more.

Just let the attendants start pouring tea and serve it to Lin Zhaoxia and Yang Moyan.

"Clear the stomach. The taste of green tea is still good. Drinking less will not delay stomach problems."

It seems that this green tea must be drunk.

Yang Moyan picked up the teacup, shaking it slowly, Mr. Yan watched from the side, until Yang Moyan finally pressed the teacup to his lips, and took a light sip, then he looked away, and picked up the teacup Teacup, drink it down.

But he didn't care much about the young man.

look.

This guy's goal from beginning to end was Yang Moyan.

On the contrary, he didn't care much about the boy.

(End of this chapter)