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When An Xiaojing was chatting happily with Yan Wujing, he suddenly saw Xie Wenxuan walking in from the door, followed by a man in a Chinese tunic suit. The man looked to be in his early sixties, and he was leaning on a dragon-headed crutch, looking menacing. Yes, it looks very annoying.

An Xiaojing raised his chin to Yan Wujing, and said, "Wujing, look, isn't that Xie Wenxuan? Who is behind him?"

Yan Wujing followed An Xiaojing's line of sight, only seeing Wenxuan walking towards the private room, and he repeatedly confirmed that the person behind Xie Wenxuan was indeed the leader of Xionghutang.

"That's the leader of Xionghutang, and the little guys behind are the subordinates of that leader."

"Well, that boss looks very fierce, he won't want to beat Xie Wenxuan, will he?"

"He deserves the beating."

An Xiaojing showed a surprised gaze, and asked suspiciously: "Isn't he your brother? You say that, aren't you afraid that he will be sad?"

"He bullied his son. As a father, of course he must uphold justice for his son."

"Bully?"

Yan Wujing hooked his fingers, signaling An Xiaojing to move closer.

An Xiaojing leaned forward and listened to her.

Yan Wujing leaned close to An Xiaojing's ear and told him about Xie Wenxuan in a soft voice. After An Xiaojing listened, his expression became dull.

An Xiaojing looked at Yan Wujing in disbelief, and asked repeatedly: "Are you sure? He really..."

"Well, that night I couldn't accompany you to have supper with the team members because of Wenxuan's incident."

An Xiaojing looked at the direction where Xie Wenxuan left just now, and then looked at Yan Wujing, "Then the big boss won't beat him to death, right? He's alone, a group of people, don't you worry?"

"The disaster was caused by him, and he should bear it himself."

An Xiaojing nodded, feeling that what Yan Wujing said made some sense.

……

In the private room, Xie Wenxuan sat at the same table with Ye Ying, the head of Xionghutang. The two sat facing each other. Ye Ying looked at Xie Wenxuan with a look of contempt.

"Mr. Xie, let's get straight to the point."

Xie Wenxuan nodded, took a sip of the lemonade on the table.

"Okay, let's get straight to the point. What are you going to do to let me go? I've said that it was an accident that night. The person you should blame should not be me, but the one who sent your son to my bed."

Ye Ying stared at Xie Wenxuan with cold eyes, wishing to poke a few big holes in Xie Wenxuan's body.

"If it wasn't for you, Ye Ling's fiancée wouldn't have divorced, and his reputation wouldn't have plummeted now."

"I didn't spread this matter. It's useless if you blame me. You have too many enemies. They cheated you and your son. What does it have to do with me?"

Ye Ying was too lazy to talk nonsense with Xie Wenxuan, he stated his conditions straightforwardly, he said: "The first condition, [-] million, and the second condition, marry Ye Ling, and guarantee that he will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life .”

Xie Wenxuan showed a contemptuous smile as if he heard something very funny.

"Is Ye Ling that expensive for one night? How dare you ask me for 30 million? He is a 20-year-old man, heh, [-]-year-old boys are not as expensive as him."

Ye Ying: "Either agree to these two conditions, or don't die forever. Let me see how long Yan Wujing can protect you."

"Ye Ying, you treat your family Ye Ling as a treasure, I don't think so, you not only want [-] million from me like a lion, but also want me to marry him in a delusional way, why?

The fiancée broke off the engagement, and no one dares to marry?Even if women don't dare to marry him, he can find a man to marry. What do you have to rely on me for? "

As soon as Xie Wenxuan finished speaking, Ye Ling, the master, appeared at the door of the private room.