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In the small courtyard of Lejia built near the water, Leyan waters the flowers and plants in the front yard.

An Yichen and Ning Zhiyuan walked into the courtyard.

They all know how much Le Yan loves flowers. In the past, when she took care of these flowers and plants, she was always smiling and unhappy, but now...

Le Yan's eyes became dim, there was no smile on her face, and she looked preoccupied.

An Yichen: "Le Yan..."

Le Yan raised her head and looked at the two men at the door. Le Yan was surprised and doubted by their simultaneous appearance, but then she was angry at her mood swings. She turned on the shower and was about to enter Room.

Ning Zhiyuan hurriedly stepped forward and shouted: "Hey, don't go, brat!"

Le Yan ignored him and walked quickly.

An Yichen also chased after him: "Le Yan! Listen to our explanation!"

Le Yan pulled the door and stepped in, slammed the door forcefully, Ning Zhiyuan screamed: "Ah──!"

Le Yan was startled, and fell two steps back, only to see that one arm and one leg of Ning Zhiyuan were pinched against the door.

Ning Zhiyuan couldn't help screaming, An Yichen rushed up and opened the door, hugged him and looked around to check his injuries: "Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan, how are you? Say something?"

Ning Zhiyuan leaned into An Yichen's arms and gritted his teeth: "It's okay...ah...it hurts...don't touch that...s..."

Le Yan looked at the love in front of her as usual, as if the two quarrels and misunderstandings had never existed before, her brows frowned even tighter.

Ning Zhiyuan took a few breaths, and finally survived the most painful force, his pinched arms and legs were hanging limply on his body, and said weakly: "Oh, smelly head, I probably broke my arms and legs by you, Just calm down and listen to my explanation slowly, okay?"

Le Yan stared at the two with a sullen expression.

Ning Zhiyuan smiled bitterly: "You feel my heart with your heart! I believe there is still a tacit understanding between us!"

An Yichen also looked at Le Yan pleadingly.

Le Yan didn't speak, turned around and went into the room, sat on the bamboo chair and looked at them.

Knowing that it was done, Ning Zhiyuan immediately got up from An Yichen, shook off his pinched hands and feet, ran to sit next to Le Yan as if nothing had happened, and showed her eight big white teeth.

Le Yan looked at him indifferently.

"Stinky head, actually..." Ning Zhiyuan explained to Le Yan what he explained to An Yichen before.

As Le Yan listened, her face gradually softened.

Ning Zhiyuan: "The other day when I heard that the incense holders were asking Mr. Wen to replace my father as the chairman and take over our Ning family to host the Wan Guo Xiang Hui, I knew that the Japanese would really like me to have trouble with Wen Fu. Besides, At that time, my father had just died, and the Ning family was in trouble with the devil again. The incense households in the four major towns were all in disarray. Mr. Wen was more suitable than me to be the president of this incense association. He had enough qualifications and abilities to stabilize the situation... So I decided that I might as well fulfill them one more time...to paralyze the Japanese first.”

Ning Zhiyuan smiled, with a sense of happiness in his tone: "But with Yichen's personality, the Wen Family will definitely not let me be the president, that's why I went to the Wen Mansion to act in such a play. I wrote a secret sign in advance on the torn hem of the clothes, and used the cloth strips to tell Yichen to cooperate with me."

Le Yan thought about it, turned her head and said dissatisfied with An Yichen: "Brother, why didn't you tell me after you received the cloth note?"

An Yichen smiled wryly: "I'm sorry, the notice is very simple, it just said that Dad will take over as president, I didn't know the truth at that time..."

Ning Zhiyuan interjected, "I asked An Yichen not to tell you."

Le Yan glared at Ning Zhiyuan and said angrily, "Why! Hurt me...cause me to misunderstand elder brother all the time...sulking all by myself! I'm really worrying about you for nothing!"

Ning Zhiyuan shrugged his shoulders: "No way, you don't know how to act at all!! You didn't like to tell a lie before, and I was beaten to death by my father. Now it's such a big show, you Can you play you!"

Le Yan opened her mouth and was speechless, snorted, turned her head and said with a stubborn mouth: "I didn't expect you to take care of the overall situation!"

Ning Zhiyuan turned his head to look at An Yichen: "During this period of time, Yichen and I have been incompatible on the surface, but we have been secretly fighting against the Japanese Incense Society. Until last night, we finally caught the Japanese Incense Society spreading in Mowangling. Flower plague virus people!"

Le Yan opened her eyes wide, in disbelief: "This flower plague virus is spread by Japanese incense?"

Ning Zhiyuan pursed his lips and said affirmatively: "That's right! The Japanese who spread the virus were caught, and the police/police department didn't dare to protect the Japanese Incense Association on such a major event. Now the Japanese Incense Association is not only facing the pressure of our local Flower Association and Fragrance Association. Huge claim, and will be held criminally responsible!"

Le Yan exclaimed in surprise: "It's great!" Then she said worriedly: "Then sister Huizi...is there anything wrong? This time I researched the medicine for treating flower plague, and sister Huizi helped me a lot."

An Yichen: "Don't worry, I will try my best to protect Keiko, besides, these things are basically done by Xiao Yataro, Keiko should be fine."

Le Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and thought of something else, she looked at Ning Zhiyuan from the end of her eyes: "You and Sister Huizi..."

"Of course not! In fact, it's a long story..." Ning Zhiyuan recounted the story of Ning Peishan's fake death, and An Yichen added, which made Le Yan's heart flutter.

Le Yan: "I didn't expect so many things to happen when I lost my memory..."

Ning Zhiyuan sighed loudly: "Oh! I, Ning Zhiyuan, may be the first man ever to be divorced in Mowangling! The reputation of the little overlord I will be ruined!"

Le Yan rolled his eyes at him: "Who told you to scare me like this! Look at me! It's your fault!"

If it wasn't for the fact that there was nothing at hand, Le Yan would definitely smash it if she took it.Thinking about how many sins I had suffered for these two people, I felt sad, my nose was sour, and my tears fell.

An Yichen knew that she was wronged, was anxious about the two of them, and was seriously ill for a long time without saying anything. The memory loss was probably the psychological pressure caused by them, so he couldn't help but took out his handkerchief, stepped forward and hugged Le Yan's shoulders and said softly comfort.

Le Yan is actually a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. She was originally a simple flower planter. She lived an ordinary but happy life. Where did she suffer so much?In the past six months, she met An Yichen and Xiaoya Huizi, had a deep friendship with Ning Zhiyuan, reunited with her father, experienced all kinds of ups and downs, and tasted all the ups and downs.Now being gently coaxed by An Yichen, she couldn't bear it any longer, and cried on An Yichen's body.

An Yichen hurriedly patted her on the back to comfort her. At first Ning Zhiyuan felt he didn't know what to do, but the more he watched it, the more he felt the taste.

Ning Zhiyuan rolled his eyes left and right, and suddenly thought of something, he went to separate the two of them, patted Le Yan on the shoulder and said, "Stinky head, smelly head, does this count as hurting your muscles, bone, liver, and gallbladder? Life would be worse than death." Did you cry for me? Didn’t expect me to be a prophecy at the beginning!”

Le Yan still had tears on her cheeks, and looked at him suspiciously.

Ning Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Did you forget? It was the first time the three of us met, when you went to the back of the Flower Temple to find your Xiao Huang!"

Le Yan frowned and opened her mouth, she was stunned for a moment, and then said madly: "You! Little Overlord! You have a bad mouth! I must teach you a lesson today!"

Le Yan stood up and lifted her foot to greet Ning Zhiyuan. Ning Zhiyuan had practiced some boxing skills at least, and was used to being mischievous since he was a child.

An Yichen didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the side: "Alas...! Okay... you guys... be careful..."

The three of them were noisy as if they had returned to the beginning.

In the courtyard of the Japanese Fragrance Association, An Yichen and the police chief led a large number of policemen to rush in.

A group of Japanese samurai armed with knives or guns lined up, ready to fight desperately.

Xiao Yataro hurried out from the incense meeting and said in Japanese to the surrounding samurai: "Put down the swords and guns."

The Japanese warriors obediently put down their swords and guns, and stood behind Xiao Yataro.

Koya Taro: "My lord bureau chief came to our meeting suddenly, what's your business?"

Police/Police Chief: "Mr. Taro, you are also a sensible person, so I don't need to say more? I will seal up your Japanese incense club and take you all back to the police station."

Xiao Yataro: "I don't understand what the director wants? Why should I suddenly shut down my Japanese Incense Association? Our Japan Incense Association is a regular chamber of commerce!"

An Yichen showed the search warrant: "In order to annex the incense industry in Mowangling, you ordered your subordinates to spread the flower plague virus! Three of your subordinates were captured on the spot while spreading the disease, and the artificially refined flower plague hidden in them was found Virus vessel, do you still want to deny it?"

Koya Taro looked stunned, and said sadly: "A few days ago, I fired a few subordinates who did not abide by the rules and ordered them to return to Japan. Who would have thought that they escaped halfway, and I am still sending people to search around. Why, they To spread the flower plague virus in an attempt to stir up conflicts between our Japanese incense association and the local incense association, and take revenge on me?"

An Yichen's face darkened: "Bring them in!"

A few policemen walked in with three gagged Japanese warriors. Behind him was a slender man, with his hands in his trouser pockets, walking slowly towards him.

Koya Taro's expression froze.

A man dressed in Western-style clothes walked up to An Yichen and bumped him lightly with his shoulder. The two looked at each other and smiled, then stood side by side, looking at Xiao Yataro together.

Xiaoya Taro: "Ning Zhiyuan! It's you!"

Ning Zhiyuan: "That's right, it's me. Father-in-law──oh, no, before Qianqin married, we also canceled the engagement, I have nothing to do with you..."

Xiao Yataro looked at Ning Zhiyuan with hatred, a fierce gleam flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Yataro suddenly calmed down: "The three of them are just rebels who were expelled from the meeting by me. They were expelled by me and were dissatisfied, so they naturally wanted to frame me. How can I be convicted based on just one side of the story?"

An Yichen and the police chief exchanged a glance.

An Yichen: "As soon as the flower plague virus is found in the incense club, he will have nothing to say."

The police/police chief looked at Xiao Yataro: "How about it, do you dare to let us search?"

Koya Taro stepped aside and said to himself, "I have no ghosts in my heart, so why not dare?"

The police chief waved his hand, shouted to search, and An Yichen led all the policemen into the incense meeting immediately. After about an hour, all the policemen returned behind the chief, and An Yichen came out of the hall. Look dignified.

Ning Zhiyuan and the director surrounded him with concern.

An Yichen shook his head: "I searched all corners, but no flower plague virus was found!"

Everyone's expression froze.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Koya Taro's mouth.