Reborn Wife 32

Chapter 367 Arrival of the elite team! (4)
"If grandpa didn't mean to let me move back, I don't need to pack my luggage. If he wants me to move back, it's better to pack first." Nan Shiyang explained to Huofeng Youyou.

Taking a step up, the people behind Huofeng counted as taking a step back, especially Nan Xiaomo, who retreated directly behind the last member of the elite team.

"Second Young Master, we don't know the master's request, and I hope you can come back with us first..."

Before he could say the last word 'go', Nan Shiyang had already whispered in his ear, "Don't you want to see Uncle San?"

Just such a name made Huo Fengxia choke on what he was going to say, and he was taken aback, with strong emotions churning in his chest.

"He lives there, if you want, come with me." His eyes fell on Nan Xiaomo who was hiding the most in front of him, and Nan Shiyang's voice was very low.

Others saw him open his lips, but couldn't hear what he said. Only Huofeng took his words deep into his mind, pondering heavily...

Third Master, over there...

Turning around and standing still, Nan Shiyang asked repeatedly, "Can I go home?"

"No, Brother Feng! What if Grandpa is going to get angry later?! We've already spent so much time waiting for Second Brother to come down!" Nan Xiaomo yelled while hiding far away.

It may be because he hid behind the elite team, so no matter how Nan Shiyang glared at her, he just felt scared in his heart, and his courage remained undiminished.

Looking at that girl's appearance, anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that she must be the one who brought the informant over.

Wen Ting, who was behind, stared at the girl unhappily, thinking that if she got the chance one day, she must teach that girl a lesson.

He is defiant, self-willed and arrogant, ignorant of the heights of the sky and the earth, and, besides, has no ability...

"Second Young Master, please." Raising his palm, Huofeng's palm gestured towards the hotel entrance.

A decision has been made...

"Oh, no, brother Feng..." Nan Xiaomo was still yelling unconvinced, her eyes fixed on Huo Feng tightly, and she didn't even notice that Nan Shiyang had come over from her.

Raising his hand, Nan Shiyang grabbed her neck with strength for 5 minutes, even if it was [-] points, it would be fatal.

"Cough...cough..." Nan Xiaomo was suffocated by the pinch, but without thinking, Nan Shiyang directly grabbed her and took her outside.

A group of people followed Nan Shiyang's footsteps. He held Wen Ting's heart with one hand, and pinched Nan Xiaomo with the other, one side was gentle, the other side was hard...

None of the people who followed him spoke for Nan Xiaomo or pleaded for mercy, including Nan Jiaze who followed Nan Xiaomo.

Seeing Nan Xiaomo being pinched, her face flushed, her limbs flailing, her expression horrifying like a dying person, Nan Jiaze was extremely glad that she didn't openly fight against her second brother, at most she usually talked about her behind her back Bad words...

When they got out of the hotel, the two carts came, Nan Shiyang threw Nan Xiaomo out with his hands, and went to help Wen Tingxin get into the car with both hands free.

Nan Xiaomo rolled on the ground twice, when she got up, she didn't have the strength to speak, she could only keep panting and gulping...

A member of the elite team abruptly dragged her into the car, taking good care of this young lady from the Nan family...

On the drive back, Huofeng's mood was complicated, no, it could be said to be nervous.

He hadn't seen the third master for more than ten years. He couldn't imagine what kind of scene it would be to meet again this time.

I heard that the third master has been wandering for the past few years, and he was on TV last time. The desolate third master is the pain in Huofeng's heart.

The man in the past was lofty, heroic, and amiable...

The impression has always been in his heart, never changing...

On the way back, Wen Tingxin kept winking at Nan Shiyang, wanting to know what Nan Shiyang said to that guy, which made that guy change his attitude so much...

The drive from the hotel to Wen Tingxin's home is about 10 minutes.

The car stopped at the entrance of the alley, and everyone got out of the car together.

Finally, at the door of Wen Tingxin's house, Huofeng stretched out his hand to block everyone, "I'll go in with the second young master."

He gave an order to keep all the team members outside the house, and when the gate came, the three of them entered the house.

It was 07:30 in the morning, and all the men in the family had already woken up.

Nan Jingshan was tossing breakfast in the kitchen. When he woke up this day, his hair was still untied, and his bangs were covered on his forehead. He looked casual and fresh, like a normal home.

Ye Xiaofan stood beside him and watched, his eyebrows slightly frowned, and he tilted his head, "Jingshan, don't you have to go to work? Why don't you make your hair up?"

"Rest today, don't worry about it." Nan Jingshan went back with a smile on his face.

It's a good sign...

Because he changed his hairstyle, Ye Xiaofan still recognized him. It seemed that he would not be mistaken again.

The door of the kitchen was open. Seeing someone coming back from the outside, Nan Jingshan looked up and stopped cutting tomatoes, "It can't be those two children?! Didn't come back all night?!"

Nan Jingshan was deeply shocked.

"Who?" Following his gaze, Ye Xiaofan exclaimed, "Fire wind is coming, Jingshan!"

Frowning, Nan Jingshan stepped forward in doubt, wiping the apron with his wet hands.

Stepping out of the kitchen, just in time, bumped into the three people in front of me...

"Huofeng?!" Nan Jingshan saw Huofeng, then looked at the two children, his initial surprise was swallowed back.

A bad premonition strikes...

Nan Shiyang went into the room with Wen Tingxin, and the fire wind had stagnated in place. He turned around and faced Nanjing Mountain, bent sincerely, and shouted loudly, "Third Master!"

"It's really a fire breeze!" Ye Xiaofan came out from behind Nanjingshan. The black military uniform was designed by Nanjingshan himself. She remembered it very clearly, so she recognized him at a glance...

"Third Madam!" Shouting again, Huo Feng's attitude was respectful.

"Look, Huofeng has come to look for you, and you said you don't have work today, so hurry up and go to work." Grabbing Nanjingshan's sleeve, Ye Xiaofan reminded coquettishly.

(End of this chapter)