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"Hmph, what are you doing? It's always so secretive. Don't tell me there's something that I can't tell you?"

Seeing that his own father's personality had changed, Yan Xiaoqin was pleasantly surprised. As a result, his fear of Yue Yang decreased, and he even wanted to take the initiative to speak to Yue Yang.

She wasn't afraid that her father would scold her. She stood on tiptoe and sneaked out of the door, pressing her ear against the crack of the door to try to eavesdrop on the conversation inside.

After listening for a while, he could only faintly hear some big brother and little brother, it was useful but useless. He didn't even know what they were talking about, but it made Yan Xiaoqin even more confused.

Just as she was about to move closer to the window to listen, the door suddenly opened with a creak.

"Aiya!"

A loud scream caught Yan Xiaoqin off guard, and made him take the opportunity to fall down, right into Yan Linshan's embrace.

"Hmph, nonsense!" As a child, what are you trying to eavesdrop on? You're really naughty! "

After receiving such a beating, Yan Xiaoqin saw that his father's expression was not bad, so he stuck out his tongue and quietly glanced at Mo Beichen who was by Yan's side, and said unhappily: "Tsk, you're not much older than me, why are you acting like an adult."

Hearing her muttering, Mo Beichen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He didn't do anything, didn't even say anything, and he could actually lie down with a gun?

"If you were willing to use this intelligence on your cultivation, you wouldn't have only this strength now."

Rolling his eyes, Yan Xiaoqin's mouth moved slightly as he shook his head left and right, imitating his father's mumbling.

"Girl, you really want to anger me to death. I'll punish you by washing the dishes today!"

After laughing and scolding her, Yan Linshan gave her a heart attack, feeling extremely helpless.

Seeing that her own father actually did not reprimand her for the first time, and only indifferently hit her on the head, Yan Xiaoqin was stunned. If it were before, he would have already been cursed coldly. He might even be locked up and reflect on his mistakes.

"You've really changed …"

Staring at the two figures in front of him who were talking and laughing, Yan Xiaoqin's heart was filled with mixed emotions. If it wasn't for Mo Beichen, her own father would definitely still be the same unapproachable, unapproachable appearance as before.

What did Mo Beichen do to make his character suddenly change greatly?

Just as Yan Xiaoqin was speculating alone, the two of them had already walked to the front.

"Chief Mo, this way please. Tonight, we must drink to our heart's content!" With a wave of his hand, Yan Linshan led the way.

In private, the two of them could be considered brothers. However, in front of others, especially in front of his own family and relatives, in order to maintain the prestige of the family head, he could only hide this relationship.

"Fine, I won't go back until I'm drunk!" Mo Beichen laughed heartily and followed behind her.

"Two drunkards, humph!"

Quietly pulling on Mo Beichen's sleeves, Yan Xiaoqin caught up with him. Looking at his father's unfamiliar yet familiar back, he said softly: "Hey, I say, handsome brother Mo. You two are so secretive in the house, what are you two talking about?"

"Guess... Should I tell you? "

After saying that, without even looking back, Mo Beichen started striding forward, leaving Yan Xiaoqin who was flustered and exasperated. He placed his hands on his hips, and stamped his feet on the ground, cursing endlessly.

"Hmph, if you don't want to say it, then don't. What's the big deal, you stingy bastard!"

As dusk descended, the many families within the Lihuo City began to light up with specks of light. Smoke slowly drifted towards the sky, as if it was a tranquil painting.

The Yan Family was brightly lit, and a table in the great hall was filled with exquisite dishes. There was also a pleasant aroma of fine wine at the side, making people unable to help but quietly swallow their saliva.

The round table was filled with people, almost all of them being Yan Linshan's closest friends.

"Hmph, isn't he just a swindler? Not only did he swindle the family head into a circle, he even swindled food and drink. He truly has no sense of shame."

The person who spoke was no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, and his face was filled with dissatisfaction. Seeing Mo Beichen actually sitting together with the Patriarch, the two chatted and laughed as if they were good friends that had not seen each other in years, making him very unhappy in his heart.

"Shh, Yan Qingsong, don't speak carelessly!"

Secretly pulling at the corner of his shirt, a youth sitting next to him made a face at him.

Hearing the commotion, Yan Xiaoqin also shot him an unfriendly gaze.

"How am I spouting nonsense? That's what I'm talking about. Let alone the eleventh layer, even if it was the twelfth layer, how could it possibly escape from a soldier warrior? In my opinion, those people must be exaggerating. "I really don't know what you guys are thinking. To believe such ridiculous words, I'm really laughing to death …"

The young man named Yan Qing who was seated below, had a mocking expression on his face. He inadvertently glanced at Mo Beichen, then shook his head and sighed.

His voice was not loud, but everyone sitting around could hear him loud and clear.

If it was in the past, Yan Linshan would have been furious. However, he saw that Mo Beichen was stuffy and did not make a sound, only focusing on eating, and did not want to ruin everyone's mood, so he suppressed the anger in his heart and glared at Yan Qingsong.

"Qingsong, I say, eat your food. Speak less."

A beautiful lady seated beside Yan Linshan also spoke up, and advised Yan Qingsong.

"Look at that appearance of a reincarnated hungry ghost, could it be that his Cold Martial Sect life isn't that good and he has never eaten such a delicious meal? It's okay, I don't dare to say anything else about my Yan Family, so at least I can still manage my food. "

"I said your brain is rusted. You are the smart one, everyone else is a fool, why aren't you shut up?"

Yan Yingjie kicked Yan Qingsong.

To speak ill of him in front of others, who knows what kind of mistake this Yan Qingsong was, he was determined to go against the esteemed guest at home. Such impoliteness made Yan Yingjie angry at the same time, wishing that he could immediately kick him out of here.

"Don't tell me, the food on Cold Martial Sect is really not that great, it's far from being as big … The matriarch cooks it delicious. "

Mo Beichen acted as if she didn't hear his sarcasm, and continued to eat her own food.

With a soul that was almost thirty years old hiding in his body, how could he possibly lower himself to the same level as an ignorant child?

"Yan Qing, shut up!" If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute! " Seeing that he was continuously targeting Mo Beichen, Yan Xiaoqin became angry, and almost went up to beat him up.

"Qingsong, don't say anymore. Hurry up and eat your food …"

Pulling on his clothes with all his might, Yan Yingjie's back was covered in cold sweat, and his heart was on the verge of breaking down. Are you f * cking blind? You're going to go berserk without even seeing the family head, and you're still mocking me?

"Say, are you done yet? Do I have to tell you the truth? Didn't he admit it himself? Even Big Brother Yan Chen did not dare to say such big words, why is he doing this! "

Throwing away the chopsticks, Yan Qingsong's face turned completely red as he stood up and left after saying a few angry words.