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146 CV boss's rap cool guy 37



146 CV boss's rap cool guy 37

"Why haven't they come yet? Ah Qian, you believe me, right?" the man said to the person next to him.

"I believe you," Feng Qian replied calmly, but his eyes drooped and he didn't look at Jiang Yijing.

There was also a middle-aged man sitting next to the two of them, looking at the door nonchalantly. His eyes were very pale and looked extremely out of place with his face, as if these eyes were not meant for this face.

"Ah Qian, as long as you believe in me, I don't care about anyone else." Jiang Yijing's eyes were full of affection, as if he had to be with Feng Qian.

Feng Qian nodded, but looking closely, his movements seemed a little slow. Jiang Yijing, immersed in joy, didn't notice these details at all.

The middle-aged man who had been sitting beside him without saying a word curled his lips and looked at Jiang Yijing with a hint of disdain.

Finally the door was opened, Pei Junhuai walked in, followed by Nanfeng

Jiang Yijing saw out of the corner of his eye that the man who had always shown no interest in other things was looking at Pei Junhuai... or to be more precise, at Nanfeng behind Pei Junhuai. His eyes looked a little different.

He remembered that Feng Qian's father did not like Pei Junhuai, so how could he be interested in Nan Feng who was beside him?

Feng Qian just raised his eyes and said nothing.

Nanfeng helped the child put his coat on the back of the chair and pulled out the chair for people to sit down before he sat down next to him.

Pei Junhuai smiled at Nanfeng, and when he looked at the three people opposite him, his expression had returned to his usual cold face, and he didn't say anything.

The atmosphere in the room is divided into three parts

Part of it was Jiang Yijing's slightly resentful look, part of it was the warm atmosphere between Nanfeng and Pei Junhuai, and part of it was the look of Feng Qian's father, Pei Junhuai's uncle, watching the show.

Finally, Jiang Yijing couldn't help but speak first, "Moon, we are from the same department and the same company. You just need to tell others that you gave me my background music. It will benefit both you and me. How about it?"

"Why?" Pei Junhuai didn't understand this man's train of thought.

He was the one who plagiarized, he was the one who stole the work, and he was the one who shamelessly framed others. He didn't feel ashamed after being exposed, and he even wanted Pei Junhuai to give in. Does he still have any shame?

Little Stone also angrily floated over to Jiang Yijing and threw a series of punches, "What a shameless person! He's invincible!"

But as he was fighting, he felt a gaze fixed on him, cold and piercing, making his back feel a little cold. He immediately shrank behind Nanfeng, revealing a pair of eyes to observe.

"Handsome brother, there's an enemy!" He immediately ruled out Jiang Yijing and Feng Qian. There was no way these two people could see him. That left only the middle-aged man who hadn't spoken from the beginning.

Nan Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the uncle he had met at the old house.

Jiang Yijing was unaware of the undercurrents, but felt that with the Feng family's support, he was not afraid of what Pei Junhuai could do. "Just because Listening Xuan was opened by Ah Qian, and I am Ah Qian's lover, I have every right to fire you from Listening, and they dare not say anything."

"Tsk, it turns out that going through the back door can be said to be so high-sounding. It is true that the humblest people are invincible." Nanfeng turned his gaze away from his uncle and looked at Jiang Yijing sarcastically.

Jiang Yijing also knew that Nanfeng was on Pei Junhuai's side and couldn't pull him over. "Aren't you just attracted to Pei Junhuai's face? He's like a vixen, just like his mother. No matter how good-looking he is, he still died in a car accident. His face is so blurry that you can't even tell what he looks like."

"Say it again?" Pei Junhuai's eyes suddenly became sharp. "How do you know about the accident? You were at the scene."

The latter sentence is not a question but a confirmation. My grandfather had all the photos of the car accident destroyed long ago. The only people who knew about the incident were some passers-by who were there, or the mastermind behind it.

"I...my imagination is wrong. The car accident was so serious that it must have been too severe for anyone to bear. I..." Jiang Yijing was a little panicked.

A waste who is more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything

The uncle glanced at Jiang Yijing coldly with his pale pupils. A cold aura instantly climbed up Jiang Yijing's back, and then his eyes gradually became dim and lightless, and finally he became a puppet like Feng Qian next to him.

"It's him! My handsome brother, he's the one who planned all this!" Little Stone looked at this man in horror. Their eyes met. How could this man actually see him, the companion of this small world?!

Pei Junhuai sensed something was wrong and looked towards Nanfeng. Just as he was about to speak, the man in front of him began to appear vaguely. His vision gradually blurred, and he fell into the man's arms and whispered softly, "Nannan..."

Nanfeng took back the hand on the child's neck, took him into his arms and gently stroked his fallen hair, tenderly and intimately.

The 'uncle' opposite narrowed his eyes, his displeasure revealed on the surface. "You really are willing to do anything for him."

"Since we have escaped, why hide?" Nan Feng lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms. His voice was not as gentle as his eyes, but with a biting chill.

"Heh" snorted coldly and fell on the table as if he had no strength left. A man appeared next to him.

The man's handsome face looked a bit more stern in the shadows. His fox eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint light flickered in his narrow pupils, as if hiding endless calculations and deep thoughts.

His figure is as tall as a bamboo, and he exudes a dangerous and charming aura. He is elusive and cold, as if he has stepped into the darkness. Although he has a charming appearance, he is also frightening.

There seemed to be a bell sound when I raised my hand, and I could faintly see a flash of red on my wrist, like a bracelet.

"I said, I can't be trapped there, and I will eventually replace him." The man's voice was a bit bewitching.

Nan Feng finally set his eyes on him, but the chill was even stronger. "You are worthy, you ant in the gutter."

The man was not angry even after being scolded. Instead, his red lips, as bright as rose petals, curled up slightly. "Don't forget where I came from. I am an ant, so what is the person in your arms?"

"You are just a clone now. If your clone is destroyed, you will also be seriously injured." Nanfeng's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The man was obviously stunned by Nan Feng's cruelty, and then laughed, "Are you really not afraid? Are you not afraid that the person in your arms will be reduced to ashes along with me?"

"Ah Huai's fate has never been decided by you." Nan Feng raised his hand and the white mist-like spiritual power instantly tightened around the man, causing his face to turn purple and he couldn't breathe.

The man's face showed no fear but excitement. "Don't... forget... his life is connected with mine. A thousand years ago... you couldn't kill me. A thousand years later... you still can't kill me. Ahem..."

"How can we know if we don't try? At worst, I will live and die with him! And you are worthy of threatening me..." Nanfeng's eyes gradually turned blue and purple, making Nanfeng's originally beautiful face even more charming.

"Admit it... Nanfeng, you don't dare to do it... Uh... I will wait for you in purgatory to beg me." The man laughed, and then his figure became transparent until he disappeared.

The sinister smile faded away in the silent environment. Nan Feng stared blankly into the void, his raised hand lowered.

No one knows what Nanfeng is thinking at this moment, not even Xiao Shitou, his companion.

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Does any class representative know which dimension the man with a red string and a bell on his wrist appeared in? (Please tell me which dimension and chapter (?ˉ??ˉ??))

The first baby who answers correctly can tell me the type of plane he wants to see.


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