Chapter 399

Ling'er gave her a supercilious look.

Wei Lianzhen and Zhong Liyan on the stage also saw Xie Weiran and had different thoughts.

"Miss Zhongli, please." Xie Weiran did not affect Wei Lian's true thoughts, he only wanted to win this competition.

Zhong Liyan looked at him and said nothing.

The atmosphere on the stage froze, a little weird.The voice of discussion in the audience became louder and louder, and some unpleasant words even popped out.

Naturally, those bad words were aimed at Wei Lian.He should have heard everything in his ears, but he pretended not to hear it. This kind of disposition is incomparable.

After a long time, Zhong Liyan looked at Wei Lianzhen, and said loudly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wei, you have dissolved your marriage, so you should not come to my ring."

"But what Miss Zhongli said is that any unmarried man can be on stage. Could it be that this rule doesn't count?" Wei Lianzhen's expression was a little subtle.

Zhong Liyan chuckled, her eyes were bright and frank: "Rules are dead, but people are alive."

"Well said!" someone shouted from the audience.

With him speaking, some people expressed their opinions one after another.

"That's right, his ex-fiancée is still standing here, and she still has the face to participate in a martial arts competition to recruit relatives. How cheeky!"

"Shameless!"

"I heard that he has two cousins. Yes, hey, they are just like men, with broken sleeves!"

"real or fake?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, this Wei family is not simple."

"that is."

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The voices in the audience are getting louder, more and more exciting.Wei Lian's complexion became increasingly ugly.

Zhong Liyan looked at him quietly, and after a while, she stretched out her hand and said, "Young Master Wei, please."

Wei Lian really took a look at her, and finally left without saying anything.

The crowd cheered.

Yu Ling's face was strange: "What are they happy about? Wei Lianzhen and Zhong Liyan have nothing to do with them, as if they won the battle."

Xie Weiran smiled but said nothing.

Zhong Liyan stood on the high platform, looked at the audience, and smiled lightly: "But who else can come to the stage?"

The noisy crowd gradually quieted down, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to go on stage again.

Yu Ling was puzzled: "Miss Zhongli's kung fu isn't very high, is it? Isn't it even you who can't beat you? Why don't these people dare to do it?"

Xie Weiran raised his eyebrows: "You can't even beat me?"

She focused on the first two words, with a half-smile.

Ling'er took her arm, and said with a smile: "It's not very interesting, even Miss Zhongli doesn't look very powerful, why everyone dare not go on stage."

Xie Weiran smirked slightly: "There are quite a few people who have been kicked out of the stage after they came to power, what's more, only some nobles from aristocratic families can practice martial arts, and they have only learned superficially, some ostentatious tricks, who can really make it up Dry?"

Yu Ling nodded, thinking that what she said made sense.

She turned her head to look at Zhong Liyan on the stage, and sighed: "It's a pity, Miss Zhongli's martial arts contest to recruit relatives will end without a problem like this, right?"

"I would like to give it a try." A voice as cold as a mountain spring suddenly sounded.

Yu Ling froze, her eyes widened, and she looked back in disbelief.

Song Zhiyu brushed his front robe, turned around and went up to the stage.

Yu Ling shook Xie Weiran's arm vigorously: "Did you see it! Did you see it! Cousin actually went to the stage!"

Xie Weiran was a little surprised, but for a moment, she suppressed her expression and nodded: "I see, it would be a good thing if I could get married with Zhong Li's family."

(End of this chapter)

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