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After saying hello to the top bosses in this circle.

Yang Chen resigned very wisely.

That's right.

He is indeed one of the influential figures in this Chu-Zhe antique exchange meeting, but his strength, identity and status are still far from those of these top bosses.

To force yourself into it, firstly, you don’t understand the rules.

Second, he is suspected of deliberately trying to please people and is easy to make people laugh at.

So Yang Chen politely resigned.

Then he walked among the acquaintances present and greeted them one by one to reminisce about old times.

Nowadays.

As a rare antique exchange and appreciation event in Chunan Province, it attracted many people from both inside and outside the circle.

Mu Bang, the richest man in Chunan.

Huang Ronglin, Guo Xueren and other big brother-level figures in the industry were naturally present.

And the small owner of an antique shop like Zhang Wenyu also rushed over with a look of pilgrimage - and he has this qualification, naturally because of Yang Chen's relationship.

There is also the host of Chunan TV: Brother Han.

All kinds of famous rich people.

And all kinds of women.

Of course, these ladies were not invited by the organizer, but brought here by rich and famous people.

Yang Chen wandered among them.

I quickly became involved with these ladies and exchanged contact information so that I could contact them at any time if needed.

At this time.

While joking with a famous lady, Yang Chen saw two familiar figures from behind.

One is his maid who has the attribute of being sexy: Lin Ruoxi.

The other one is a sissy who is more beautiful than a woman: Mr. Liu Feifan.

now.

A corner of the VIP room.

The two of them were each holding a glass of red wine and chatting happily, talking and laughing.

Nowadays.

Lin Ruoxi no longer dressed up as a two-dimensional girl, but wore a French chiffon floral tutu skirt.

High waist.

The hem of the skirt is relatively short, barely covering the thighs.

Her pair of snow-white and slender beautiful legs were displayed quite movingly.

Her hair is parted.

Natural shawl.

On her feet is a pair of white casual shoes.

Makeup is lighter.

The whole person looks fresh and pretty, full of ladylike style, a bit like a fugitive princess.

The first time he saw Lin Ruoxi dressed like this, Yang Chen was surprised and his eyes lit up. This two-dimensional girl actually seemed to be pretty good if she had a different style.

Ok?

I take back the word 'ting'

It’s not fierce at all!

Liu Feifan, on the other hand, wore scumbag glasses, a Neptune-style haircut, and a Korean casual formal suit, which perfectly accentuated his swinger-boy temperament.

but.

A sissy will always be a sissy.

This guy's every word and action, every smile and every anger, is to his core.

The orchids are pointed.

That charming look is flying.

That coy gesture...

It made Yang Chen's teeth itch.

I couldn't help but want to wave my claws and slap him hard on his butt, which was even more perky than Lin Ruoxi's.

Just right.

At this time Liu Feifan also looked over.

When he saw Yang Chen, he wrinkled his nose and snorted coldly, then rolled his eyes to the sky, and then looked away with a cold face, looking extremely disgusting.

See this.

Lin Ruoxi, who was chatting and laughing with him, also followed his gaze and looked over.

See it's Yang Chen.

His little face turned extremely pale with just one brush.

Then it turned red again, like a monkey's butt.

Then quickly looked away.

The whole person suddenly froze like a frosted eggplant.

There is no trace of the elegance of a fugitive princess.

"Sister Ruoxi, what's wrong?"

Noticing Lin Ruoxi's uneasy look, Liu Feifan asked with concern.

Lin Ruoxi shook her head and said it was okay.

but.

Liu Feifan immediately reacted and looked at Yang Chen with hostility: "Is it because of him?"

Lin Ruoxi nodded subconsciously.

Then he quickly shook his head.

Looking nervous.

obviously.

Everyone can see that it is because of Yang Chen.

See this.

Liu Feifan glared at Yang Chen fiercely, then left with Lin Ruoxi and changed places.

hum.

I can't afford to hide if I don't want to offend him.

And this stare.

But it gave Yang Chen goosebumps all over his body.

Oh shit.

At the familiar smell, he rushed towards me with his sister-in-law from Jiangnan Leather Factory.

This stare.

Girly, charming and coquettish.

If Yang Chen had to judge, it would be that a man who can have such a look that is more sultry than a woman is really a fucking genius.

If you don’t play Dongfang Invincible, I won’t watch it!

The rejection in his heart made Yang Chen feel retching in his stomach.

He didn't want to have any contact with Liu Feifan.

but.

You sissy, how dare you take advantage of my maid?

I am her master!

Did you touch my property with my permission?

and so.

Even if they hide from him and change their position.

But Yang Chen couldn't let them go, so he strode over without saying anything, just called Ruoxi, and then waved his magic palm high.

A wave of the devil's hand.

Ruoxi let out a cry.

A pair of eyes instantly blurred.

Then his body suddenly trembled.

My legs felt weak.

I almost fell to my knees.

Yang Chen expressed that he was very satisfied with this effect.

He was about to ask her to follow him.

At this time.

But he found out.

Liu Feifan actually also groaned.

His face was red.

The buttocks are clamped tightly.

Then a pair of eyes stared at his raised devil's palm.

obviously.

Liu Feifan also has a profound memory of this devil's clutches.

but.

Although the reactions of the two are similar.

But Lin Ruoxi's appearance made Yang Chen unable to hold her in his arms, ravage her, and enjoy the perverted pleasure of venting.

And Liu Feifan?

Oh shit!

You are a fucking man!

You look like this, I want to cut you with a knife.

Suppressing the inner discomfort.

Yang Chen was about to ask Lin Ruoxi to follow him.

At this time.

Liu Feifan suddenly shouted: "Sister, he bullied me."

This call.

Everyone in the entire VIP room looked at him, wondering what was going on.

awkward!

So fucking embarrassing!

There is a saying.

As long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed!

As long as you are shameless, it is others who are shameless!

As long as you have no morals, others cannot morally kidnap you.

Being looked at fiercely by everyone, although Yang Chen was thick-skinned, he was still a little embarrassed. He could only shrug his shoulders and spread his hands, looking innocent.

Lin Ruoxi lowered her head.

My toes are almost digging out the three bedrooms and one living room.

Only Liu Feifan.

He looked unconcerned and arrogant, and continued to shout: "Sister, come here quickly and drive him away!"

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone who didn't know what was going on finally knew something.

obviously.

These two young men were jealous.

in order.

Of course it is the fresh, pretty and lovely princess girl...

and so.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled.

Then they all withdrew their gaze.

Only when Liu Ruyan heard the cry for help, she walked over quickly with her devilish figure.

Fortunately this time.

Liu Ruyan did not conduct a sonic attack.

Otherwise, her loud voice could blow up this VIP room. "Liu Ruyan, he is harassing us, drive him away."

Seeing his patron King Kong Barbie coming, Liu Feifan raised his orchid finger, pointed at Yang Chen angrily, and said with a strong voice.

Hear the words.

Liu Ruyan did not protect Liu Feifan like before.

Just frowned.

Ignore her.

Then with a smile and rare soft words, he said to Yang Chen: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect that he would go to you. I hope it didn't cause any trouble to you."

This him.

No one else knows who it is.

Yang Chen naturally knew that it was Fan Xingjian who had a great background.

to be frank.

Liu Ruyan suddenly spoke softly, which really made him a little uncomfortable.

Without it.

The main reason is that the contrast is too strong.

Hear the words.

Yang Chen smiled and waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing.

I thought about it.

Still curious, he asked: "Why?"

Correct.

why?

Yesterday, Fan Xingjian almost confessed and got leniency.

As a result, Liu Ruyan called, and it became another unsolved case.

and so.

Now that he met the real owner, Yang Chen asked curiously.

Hearing his question, Liu Ruyan blinked his eyes, with a hint of playfulness, and said with a smile: "If you want to know, I won't tell you until you win."

to be frank.

In terms of appearance, Liu Ruyan is not inferior to any woman Yang Chen has ever seen.

Yes.

Any woman.

But paired with her muscular figure.

No matter how good-looking his face was, he became abstract and ferocious.

and so.

When she answered with a hint of playfulness, Yang Chen felt an indescribable feeling.

How to describe it?

It's like seeing a beautiful figure from behind, taking off her pants, and then when the beautiful woman turns her head, she turns out to be like a flower.

There may be something wrong with the metaphor.

But the strong contrast is indeed the same.

What's going on?

For a while, she spoke softly and gently, like a real woman.

After a while, she was delicate and playful.

Not at all like her usual self.

If something goes wrong beforehand, there must be a monster!

What the hell is this King Kong Barbie up to?

Yang Chen became very curious.

Just want to start the system and read it.

At this time, someone suddenly patted me on the back.

Look back.

The sentence "Wucao" almost blurted out.

Behind him is a girl.

Height is estimated to be at least 180 and above.

Add heels.

He is estimated to be a little over 1.9 meters tall.

Yang Chen is 178, which is definitely not considered short in the south.

But his gaze was high and low, and he could not stand facing the pair of huge murder weapons.

How big is it?

Just imagine.

In short, it can make a man say something from the bottom of his heart at the first sight...

Don’t look at anything inappropriate!

Yang Chen was very respectful and took another deep look for several times. Then he raised his head slightly and looked upwards, seeing a mixed-race face with big innocent eyes, biting his red lips, smiling but not smiling.

Very white.

Very bright.

Very three-dimensional.

There is a very aggressive Western beauty.

And then with a little bit of Eastern female elegance.

Quite charming.

"Are you Yang Chen who challenges my sister Ruyan?"

The mixed-race woman was wearing a low-cut tight T-shirt, showing off her plump upper hemisphere very generously. At this moment, she deliberately straightened her chest, then gave her a flirtatious look, biting her lip and asked.

to be frank.

Yang Chen was a little angry when he was suddenly slapped by a strange woman who talked about whether it was light or serious behind his back.

but.

Seeing that she was sending benefits, Yang Chen's anger subsided.

"Yes."

"it is me."

"Excuse me, who are you?"

Yang Chen asked with a smile.

But sight.

Naturally, we should maintain due respect for this welfare and never let go of any beautiful scenery.

Five years.

I can play for five years!

Jesus can't stop me.

Definitely more fun than the fucking playful Blue Moon...

Hear the words.

The mulatto licked her tongue.

Then he looked straight at Yang Zhu and said with a provocative tone: "My name is Qiao Qiao, but Sister Ruyan always calls me Little Qiao Qiao. Do you think that's right?"

right?

How could it be right?

You are even bigger than the big power, of course you are Da Qiao Qiao.

Yang Chen chuckled: "I think Liu Ruyan is jealous of you."

As soon as these words came out.

Liu Ruyan smiled, looking noncommittal.

Liu Feifan curled his lips, made a sound, and then looked disdainful.

Today, Lin Ruoxi, who was dressed as a fugitive princess, looked back and forth between the greatness of the other party and her own flatness, and then lowered her head in inferiority.

The mixed-race female Jojo giggled wildly.

Laughter like silver bells.

The sound is slightly louder.

Attracting several attentions.

But she didn't care at all.

"My little brother is really good at talking."

"Sister, I really like your mouth."

"Let's play together when we have time."

Qiaoqiao shook her wavy hair and said charmingly.

Suddenly.

As his hair swayed, a burst of fragrant wind blew into his nostrils. As a normal man, Yang Chen felt a surge in his heart and felt a sensation somewhere. It's not too much.

Grass.

Little brother, can you really talk?

I like it so much. What’s your mouth?

Play together?

Oh shit.

What kind of talk about tigers and wolves?

This mixed-race girl is so damn good at flirting.

"Sister, can you add me on WeChat?"

"There is ample time."

"Let's play together when we have time."

Yang Chen said very cooperatively.

As soon as these words came out.

Qiao Qiao asked with a smile on her face, "Who is Fang Chang?"

Yang Chen smacked his lips.

He felt like he could no longer control the ancient power in his body.

So damn sexy!

I like!

"If you don't want to die, you'd better stay away from her."

at this time.

A lazy, hoarse, slightly tired voice suddenly broke in, like a nail, out of time and ruining the beautiful and ambiguous atmosphere between Yang Chen and Qiao Qiao.

"She'll drain you dry."

"There won't even be any scum left."

Nail continued to make up for the damage.

Hear the words.

Yang Chen looked sideways.

I saw a young man with long hair like Ekin Cheng, who looked a bit like Daniel Wu and a bit like Takeshi Kaneshiro, walking over with a bohemian look.

Dress casually.

A slightly retro oversized T-shirt.

Ragged jeans full of holes.

On her feet was a pair of colorful sneakers that seemed to be stained with paint.

Quite casual and free-spirited.

It seems that he has a bit of artistic temperament and taste.

And behind this handsome artist, there was a bald man.

not tall.

A grimace on his face.

He was dressed in an old-fashioned way, like an old expert or professor at his workplace—white shirt, black trousers, and sandals with holes everywhere.

Through the holes, you can still see socks underneath.

This bald man doesn't look too old, probably about thirty years old.

But he looked old-fashioned.

Fortunately, his eyes are still clear.

"Hello, my surname is Chen."

"The one who draws."

"You can call me Xiao Wu."

"Well, yes, this name was also chosen by Ruyan. In fact, you can call me Wu Da or Wu Zhang. As a man, you know." (End of Chapter)