Yuan Dekang patted the young man's hand gently and comforted him.
He said with an unquestionable tone: "If there is nothing wrong with Mr. Feng, we will take the first step."
If it were normal, Feng Shiyi would definitely be able to hear the implication in Yuan Dekang's words, but how could Feng Shiyi, who was so beautiful now, have so much control.
He only knew that if he didn't ask to stay, the little beauty would leave, and his plan would be in vain.
"Mr. Yuan, don't leave in a hurry. We haven't introduced you yet. This is"
"He is my nephew. He is young, ignorant and afraid of strangers. I would like to ask Mr. Feng not to behave like a child."
Yuan Dekang deliberately emphasized the word "nephew", hoping that Feng Shiyi could restrain himself.
It's cool to be a ghost under the peony flower. How could Feng Shiyi give up so easily
Unwilling to give up, he continued to ask: "It turns out he is your nephew, Mr. Yuan. Why haven't I seen him before? Come on, little friend, tell your uncle how old you are?"
The obscene smile coupled with the big yellow teeth makes people sick.
Xiao Mo held back the churning in his stomach, his body shook even more violently, and he clutched tightly, as if holding his last straw.
Yuan Dekang almost felt heartbroken. The young man looked like a desperate lamb. He bumped into the softest place in his heart just in time.
This guy is really lustful. Xiao Mo's eyes were full of murderous intent, but for just a moment, he returned to his original fear and hesitation, as if it was just someone else's illusion.
Yuan Dekang protected Xiao Mo tightly and said coldly: "It's getting late and the kid is hungry, so I won't nag Mr. Feng any more."
Feng Shi heard this one by one and became anxious: "Yuan, Mr. Yuan, don't leave yet. The land in Area B is about to be developed. I don't know if Mr. Yuan is interested."
Feng Shi stopped speaking halfway.
He didn't believe it. The piece of land that was guaranteed to make a profit was not enough to whet Yuan Hu's appetite. Many people bought that piece of land from him at a high price.
He was not willing to sell it. He looked at Xiao Mo's angelic and pure face, and he risked his life for this little beauty today.
Such pure white will definitely be very charming if it is decorated with ink.
"Actually, I just need to let my nephew come to my place to play for a few days. After that, Mr. Yuan, we will discuss the matter in detail. I wonder what Mr. Yuan wants?"
Although he was asking, Feng Shiyi already knew the answer in his heart. What kind of nephew? Why didn't he know when Yuan Dekang had such a nephew
This little beauty looks nothing like Yuan Hu. Do you think he is stupid
Yuan Dekang smiled, but for some reason, Feng Shiyi always felt a little cold behind him. Is it my own illusion
Yuan Dekang could feel the stiffness of the young man behind him, and his eyes were sparkling with tears, looking particularly endearing.
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Yuan Dekang comforted him gently: "Don't be afraid, I won't hand you over to him."
If it were put in the original situation, it is impossible to say that Yuan Dekang would really agree to Feng Shiyi. It would be great if an insignificant person could exchange for that piece of land.
But now he regards the young man as one of his own. He has no other advantages except for protecting his shortcomings.
To put it simply, whatever my people do is right, even if there is something wrong, it is your fault.
Originally, he wanted to let Feng Shi go, one by one.
Since he himself wants to die, don't blame his men for being ruthless.
Male Protagonist: Whatever Mo Mo does is right, even if there is something wrong, it is my fault.
Mo Mo: I don’t want you, I want votes, votes make me happy (*￣︶￣＊)
Male protagonist: () I feel sore
(End of chapter)