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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 231 Fan Family

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    Chapter 231 Fan Family

    Xiao Yuesheng was in seclusion. Unless life and death were at stake, he could not be disturbed by big things. Yilin stayed at Guanyun Villa and waited for her eldest brother to come out of seclusion.

    Liu Jing and Jiang Nanyun once asked, "What's the big deal?" Yi Linxiu's face turned red, she shook her head silently, feeling ashamed.

    Su Qingqing often comes here, and when she sees Yilin, she is immediately astonished. Yilin has a soft and holy aura that makes people approach her.

    On this day, Liu Jing and her daughters took Su Qingqing's boat and floated leisurely on the West Lake. They gathered together and chatted leisurely and comfortably.

    Yilin was infected by the girls and became cheerful. Song Mengjun also rushed over and joked with everyone, no longer cold and frosty.

    Suddenly, Jiangnan Yunyuan's dark-brown brows slightly frowned, and Liu Jing also felt it slightly. She opened the window and looked into the distance, and saw a ship slowly approaching.

    On Su Qingqing's painting, there are words written by Xiao Yuesheng. It is rare for people in the martial arts world to dare to bring trouble to themselves and grudge against Jinghong Yijian.

    A handsome young man stepped down from the painting. His sword-shaped eyebrows pierced his temples. His eyes were like bright stars, with a faint sparkle. His whole body was full of heroic spirit, like a sword unsheathed.

    He cupped his fists and saluted, and said to Su Qingqing's face: "I met Miss Su when I was in the East China Sea, Fan Dongfang!"

    In the painting, the girls quieted down. Su Qingqing was startled, the expression on her delicate face changed, and she looked at Song Mengjun.

    Song Mengjun frowned: "Is it him?!"

    Su Qingqing¡¯s face tightened and she nodded slowly.

    "Is Miss Su here?" Fan Dongfang, a handsome young man, asked with his fists clasped in his hands, his voice gentle and clear, which made people very fond of him.

    Su Qingqing closed her lips tightly and said nothing, her face tightened, as if she was sulking.

    "Sister Su, what's going on?" Jiangnan Yundai raised her eyebrows and asked in a low voice.

    Su Qingqing shook her head and said nothing, her eyebrows were furrowed, and she was shrouded in sadness. Jiang Nanyun asked, causing her to let out a long sigh.

    "If Sister Su doesn't want to see him, how about I drive him away?" Jiang Nanyun asked with a smile, ready to act.

    Su Qingqing hurriedly shook her head and called her to stop.

    Seeing Jiang Nanyun¡¯s bright eyes full of curiosity, Su Qingqing sighed, with helplessness on her face: ¡°He is indeed looking for me.¡±

    After saying that, she raised her voice and shouted: "Mr. Fan, please come over and talk!"

    Fan Dongfang walked calmly and stepped firmly on the painting. At this time, Su Qingqing stepped out from the curtain, and Song Mengjun followed closely behind her.

    "Miss Su, I have admired you for a long time." Fan Dongfang was startled when he saw so many women, all of whom were stunningly beautiful. He quickly calmed his mind and saluted Su Qingqing with cupped fists.

    Su Qingqing returned the gift with a cold expression: "Young Master Fan, you're welcome."

    After saying that, he pursed his lips and said nothing, turned his head and looked into the distance.

    Song Mengjun stood behind her, clasped his fists, his jade face returned to a cold expression, and said coldly: "Master Fan, is he the eldest son of the Fan family in the East China Sea?"

    "That's right." Fan Dongfang nodded, looking inquiring.

    "My surname is Song, and I am a good friend of Sister Su." Song Mengjun said coldly and snorted: "Can't you let Sister Su go?!"

    "It turns out to be Miss Song." Fan Dongfang was personable, handsome and elegant, with a polite smile: "Where did Miss Song start from talking about this?"

    "Sister Su doesn't want to get married, so don't have any wishful thinking. It's better to give up!" Song Mengjun said coldly.

    Fan Dongfang's eyes changed, like two rays of cold light bursting out, and then returned to normal. He glanced at Su Qingqing, who had a tense face, and said lightly: "Miss Su, what do you mean?"

    Su Qingqing frowned, glanced at him, and said lightly: "Well, Sister Song knows me best!"

    "I wonder what is wrong with me that makes Miss Su so disgusted?!" Fan Dongfang asked warmly, still smiling.

    Yilin opened her bright eyes wide and looked at this handsome young man, somewhat admiring his accomplishments, but she didn't get angry in such a situation.

    Jiangnan Yunming's eyes showed a look of caution. This boy is so young and already has such a palace. He really cannot be underestimated.

    Su Qingqing raised her head and glanced at him, and said lightly: "Young Master Fan is so famous that this little girl has admired him for a long time!"

    "Hmm" Fan Dongfang's face changed slightly, then returned to normal immediately, with a look of surprise on his face, and said: "Hearsay and speculation. Is it possible that an extraordinary woman like Miss Su also believes in those untrue things?!"

    "How can it be unfounded?!" Su Qingqing said lightly, turning her head and looking at the lake in the distance. The sun was shining brightly and the lake was sparkling, like thousands of gems rolling around.

    Fan Dongfang narrowed his eyes slightlyHe lowered his eyes, a bright light flashed by, shook his head, smiled, and sighed: "Alas I am very disappointed!"

    Su Qingqing sneered: "It is the little girl's fault to disappoint Mr. Fan, soit's better to ask Mr. Fan to leave!"

    "When I came to visit your house, Mr. Su was very angry." Fan Dongfang seemed not to hear her words, changed the subject, and said with a smile.

    "My dad is angry, isn't it all you?!" Su Qingqing sneered and glared at Fan Dongfang angrily.

    "It was Mr. Su who mentioned our marriage. Now that you have run away from home, Mr. Su feels that he is disgraced." Fan Dongfang said with a smile on his face, casually, and his tone was gentle, like the words of a lover.

    Su Qingqing glanced at him with disgust, turned around and walked away, lifting the curtain and entering the painting.

    Fan Dongfang was about to follow, but Song Mengjun suddenly took a step forward, blocked him, and stared at him coldly: "Master Fan, please respect yourself!"

    Fan Dongfang wrinkled his eyebrows that were inserted into his temples, his face darkened, and he said coldly: "What if I don't respect myself?!"

    "I've heard for a long time that the Dongfang Fan family has excellent swordsmanship, but the little girl is not talented, so I need to ask for advice!" Song Mengjun said coldly.

    Fan Dongfang frowned and his eyes swept over her body. Those who knew the Fan family in the Central Plains were rare, and those who knew the Fan family in the East China Sea but had no scruples were even rarer.

    "Whoare you?!" Fan Dongfang did not act rashly, suppressed his anger and asked slowly.

    "Just a nobody!" Song Mengjun said coldly.

    At this moment, Jiang Nanyun shouted in surprise: "Master!"

    The girls were startled, and all turned their heads to look. A small boat came slowly, like a feather, floating on the lake.

    He stood at the bow of the boat, his green shirt fluttering, as if he was riding the wind. The boat had no oars or oars, and there was no one rowing the boat, but it was floating on its own, which was quite strange.

    It seemed light and slow, but the boat quickly arrived in front of them and stopped more than ten feet away. Xiao Yuesheng jumped and landed in front of Jiang Nanyun.

    "Brother!" Yilin shouted excitedly, taking two steps, her monk's robe fluttering, and she arrived in front of Xiao Yuesheng in a flash.

    Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a green shirt and looked very energetic, as if his whole body was glowing with luster. He had just finished a furnace of Dragon and Tiger Pills. He was so excited that he couldn't express his energy and energy.

    "Sister, you haven't come to see me for a long time!" Xiao Yuesheng chuckled and patted Yilin's delicate shoulders.

    "I specifically informed Master that I am here to see my eldest brother!" Yilin said softly, a blush appearing on her fair and jade-like face, she was extremely charming and bright.

    "Okay, that's how it should be!" Xiao Yuesheng laughed, very cheerfully.

    Fan Dongfang looked at Xiao Yuesheng, his handsome face was slightly gloomy, and his expression was not very good. As the eldest son of the Fan family in Donghai, he had always been the center of everyone, how could he be so neglected.

    "Master, Uncle Yilin has been here for three days!" Jiang Nanyun said with a smile, wearing a pink Luo shirt, charming and charming.

    "Sister, you are here this time, but you are not allowed to leave right away!" Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile.

    "Yeah." Yilin nodded gently, with a serious expression and a flushed face.

    "I've met Mr. Xiao." The door curtain moved, and Su Qingqing came out and saluted Xiao Yuesheng, with a beautiful smile and an amazing face.

    Waved his hand, Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, but used his eyes to show that there was no need to be polite.

    Su Qingqing stood up and stood next to Liu Jing, silent and not even looking at Fan Dongfang.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned around and glanced at Fan Dongfang. Seeing that Song Mengjun was on guard, as if he was on the verge of breaking out, he chuckled and said, "Gang Leader Song, what's going on?"

    Song Mengjun¡¯s frosty face revealed a smile, and his delicate white chin pointed towards Fan Dongfang: ¡°He wants to cause trouble for Sister Su!¡±

    Xiao Yuesheng was startled, then turned to look at Fan Dongfang, his eyes warm and deep, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

    "I'm going to Fan Dongfang in the East China Sea!" Fan Dongfang said proudly, cupping his fists and saluting.

    In front of other women, he was modest and elegant, but when facing Xiao Yuesheng, he always felt that the other person's eyes were condescending, which made him extremely disgusted.

    "Mr. Fan" Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly and turned to look at Jiang Nanyun.

    Jiang Nanyun came over, carrying a gust of fragrant wind, and came close to Xiao Yuesheng's ear. His lips moved, but there was no sound, and he used sound transmission to enter the secret.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded from time to time and turned his eyes on Fan Dongfang's face several times. Fan Dongfang looked at him without showing any weakness, with a slight smile and a hint of arrogance.

    After telling Fan Dongfang¡¯s origins, Jiang Nanyun moved away.

    SheAs the leader of the Qingping Gang, he has now established a Qingping Villa and is responsible for collecting intelligence. Although he doesn't know much about the Dongfang Fan family, he knows far more than ordinary people.

    "The Fan family of Donghai" Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment, shook his head and smiled, and said lightly: "Mr. Fan, the Fan family of Donghai has not been involved in the Central Plains, why did you suddenly visit?"

    Fan Dongfang smiled and said: "Yes, we have never traveled to the Central Plains. This time we set foot in the Central Plains, but we have to do it!"

    ¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?¡± Xiao Yuesheng raised a heavy brow.

    "Miss Su was my new wife, but she suddenly disappeared. I had no choice but to visit all the way and find this place." Fan Dongfang said slowly.

    At this time, four people emerged from his painting, dressed in smart clothes, standing on the bow of the ship, their eyes like lightning, looking coldly at this side.

    The four of them were all thin and had stern faces. They wore long swords at their waists. The swords were a few inches longer than ordinary swords and almost touched their ankles.

    "That's it." Xiao Yuesheng nodded.

    He was aware of Fan Dongfang's subtle hostility from the beginning, but didn't take it seriously. He would naturally not be happy to see his wife, who had never been married to him, getting close to other men.

    "Madam, sister, let's go back and talk." Xiao Yuesheng ignored Fan Dongfang and turned to Liu Jing with a smile.

    "Well, Sister Su, let's come together too." Liu Jing smiled and nodded. She was wearing a moon-white gown, as bright and flawless as her face, and her face was as radiant as snow.

    "Yes." Su Qingqing nodded.

    "Mr. Fan, let's say goodbye today." Xiao Yuesheng clasped his fists and smiled, obviously to see off the guests.

    There was no trace of smile on Fan Dongfang's face. He stared at Xiao Yuesheng coldly and hummed in a deep voice: "Mr. Xiao, right? Miss Su can't leave!"

    Xiao Yuesheng frowned heavily, as if unhappy, his eyes drooped, and his tone became lighter: "Oh¡ª¡ª, why?"

    "She is my wife, she must come home with me!" Fan Dongfang said coldly, without any politeness, his eyes flashed aggressively.

    "She is my guest, no one can force her!" Xiao Yuesheng's tone suddenly dropped and he said decisively.

    Jiang Nanyun had already made it clear to him about the reasons for his grudges. Naturally, he didn't have a good impression of Fan Dongfang. Seeing that he didn't know how to advance or retreat, he became a little angry. Now that he has succeeded in the power of thunder, his temper has become more domineering and domineering.  Do not allow others to disobey.

    "Miss Su, do you really want to go all the way to the dark side?!" Fan Dongfang looked at Su Qingqing and said coldly.

    Su Qingqing looked indifferent: "Even if I die, I will not marry you!"

    Fan Dongfang's face suddenly turned livid, and he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha, haha, good -! Good -!"

    The four swordsmen on the painting floated onto the painting and stood behind Fan Dongfang, staring at Xiao Yuesheng with cold eyes.

    Although the four men were thin, their temperament was like that of tigers and leopards. They pressed their hands on the hilts of their swords and looked at him eagerly, ready to attack.

    A smile appeared on Xiao Yuesheng's face, looking at the five of them with a strange expression.
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