Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 645 You Are Not My Pot
"...So, last time, you prepared in advance for today's dissolution of the engagement?"

Ying Muzhi sat down on the sofa slowly.

Raise your left hand slightly and press it on your temple.

The white shirt slid to the forearm following the man's movements, revealing strong and beautiful muscle lines.

Ying Muzhi's question stunned Yin Mang for two seconds.

"What last time?"

Yin Mang really didn't know what Ying Muzhi was referring to?
After all, the last time Father Yin specially recruited the four young masters to distract Yin Mang's attention, Yin Mang himself didn't know.

The question in her words was not a lie, Ying Muzhi's frown slightly relaxed.

He said in an elegant tone: "Do you think you can find a better one if you break off the engagement with me?"

The man speaks slowly, and the words are calm and loose.

"Maybe."

"My goal is the sea of ​​stars."

Yin Mang tumbled out his ideal: "I want everything in the pot, in the bowl, and in the basin!"

Ying Muzhi...

"Cough cough!"

Yin Mang soon realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Just about to speak, Ying Muzhi said leisurely, "Then where am I from?"

Yin Mang pursed his lips, a faint smile appeared in his black and white eyes, and he waved his hand confidently: "You are on the opposite side."

"It wasn't brought to my table."

In fact, what Yin Mang said was absolutely correct.

The relationship between her and Ying Muzhi was only known to a few people from the beginning to the end.

Just a word of mouth.

If it weren't for the old lady Ying who said this.

It's just going to be a joke.

"...knock knock!"

"Mang Mang?"

There was a knock on the door.

Yin Qingxuan held the breakfast, frowned and walked out, her hair was disheveled like a baby girl who had just passed through a chicken coop.

"You just got up?"

"Go wash up."

Father Yin's tone was a little anxious.

Yin Mang glanced at Yin Qingxuan strangely, ran into the bathroom to wash up, and changed clothes again.

Just ran out for breakfast.

The breakfast served by Yin Qingxuan was extremely rich.

Fried dough sticks, buns, tea eggs, soy milk.

Enough portion for two adults.

It all went into Yin Mang's stomach alone.

On the other side, Ying Muzhi hung up the phone.

He pinched his eyebrows a little irritably.

He originally wanted to call and ask Yin Mang to come out for a walk.

But did not expect ...

The topic inexplicably turned to a strange direction. In the end, Yin Mang hung up the phone in a hurry, but he couldn't say the invitation.

Ying Muzhi was somewhat frustrated.

He stood silently for a while.

Half an hour later, Bai turned around from the other end with breakfast on one side.

"The head of the family has secretly notified the old lady."

"Our people are all in place."

"Over there, everything has been properly arranged."

Ying Muzhi leaned back on the sofa tiredly, and pulled open the collar of his shirt with one hand, his handsome face was filled with a layer of chill at this moment.

Look at him, he still looks like a warm and gentle Mr. Pianpian, but the man's light-colored pupils are filled with suspicion.

But it was enough to make the hearts of those who saw it chill.

"Today, let's resolve these matters as soon as possible."

Ying Muzhi didn't want to waste any more time on these useless people.

He and his third uncle, as well as people from the Ying family branch, have been fighting openly and secretly for so many years.

There must be a result.

Bai Yi showed a smile, "This time, I'm sure they won't be able to stand up again."

"People from Daomeng are in the air right now, and we don't have time to talk to them. We can catch them by surprise."

(End of this chapter)