ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar - www.] "Hey... Brother, I was just playing with that little model. I didn't know she was so... If I had known this, I wouldn't have offended her at all. It's not chastity.

The martyr girl is so staged and is obviously just hype."

Chang Yan's tone was full of disdain and faint regret. At first, he thought she had a super hot figure, but then...who would have thought...

A fierce light gradually flashed across his eyes, which was particularly abrupt on that playful and smiling face.

It would be fine if it was accidental, but if he knew that he took those photos artificially, then he would really have to settle the account carefully.

He didn't care, since she was famous anyway, but Sister An An, luckily she didn't take the photo from the front, otherwise this matter would have been really big.

Seeing the way his brother was thinking all over the place and the light flowing in his eyes, Chang Mo was also thinking about something in his heart.

"I told you to calm down earlier, otherwise you will get into trouble with dad sooner or later. Now it's done!" Chang Mo glared at his brother and scolded him in a low voice. The next second he asked, "Who is that girl?"

Judging from the hair color, she should be an oriental girl, but she didn't take the photo from the front. Until now, A Yan has not mentioned a word about that girl. He probably doesn't want to talk about it. This is not his temperament at all. Could it be that he is serious about it? This makes him even more serious.

I'm curious, what kind of girl caught this guy's eye?

"Brother, it seems like you're not such a nosy person, huh?" Chang Yan did Tai Chi with a playful smile, trying to change the subject.

"Hurry up and tell me the truth. It doesn't matter to me. It's just one woman. Anyway, you've been surrounded by a lot of bad peach blossoms since you were a child. There's nothing to be curious about. The main ones are dad and mom, well, and grandma. If they

I accidentally found out

The young prince of our old Chang family has finally become serious. Are you afraid of scaring others?" Chang Mo said unhurriedly, but he still looked indifferent on his face, just talking about what happened accidentally.

When he said the word, he deliberately emphasized the tone.

His appearance and posture made Chang Yan gnash his teeth in anger. Who said the eldest young master of the Chang family was calm and self-possessed? He directly sewed the man's mouth shut.

"Brother, you look a bit like...Brother Aofan." He looked like a scheming fox. Chang Yan rolled his eyelids and said whatever he was thinking.

The moment he said those words, he regretted it. He noticed the sudden drop in air pressure in the room and the crisp air that enveloped his whole body. He sighed secretly in his heart, hey, he must have been pinched in the forehead today. Why didn't he open any pot?

Pot.

"Brother... what, I..." It was rare that the young master of the Chang family, who had always been unforgiving, was a little incoherent in front of his elder brother.

After a moment of silence, Chang Mo stared intently at the figure in front of him. Chang Yan lost the trace of embarrassment that appeared on his cheeks just now and returned to normal. There was faint persistence and helplessness in his smiling eyes, as if to say, Brother, I

Have your own bottom line.

After all, they are brothers. They came from the same mother's womb. How could they not understand each other? He nodded, as if he had some understanding. Before leaving, Chang Molin said: "Be clear about your own affairs. If you are sincere,

If the other person is worthy, go after him boldly. I support you, but don't cause trouble, otherwise I won't be able to spare you either."

Hearing this, Chang Yan felt a surge of blood in his heart, and he actually lamented that if he knew that the woman he told his brother to chase boldly was Sister An An, would he be the first to beat him up?

"Brother." He called out to the figure who walked to the door. A look of apology flashed across Chang Yan's face: "Just now... I really didn't mean to." He mentioned the name that his brother didn't want to hear.

"I know. Take it easy in the future." Chang Mo said quietly and walked away.

When I returned to the living room, I heard my grandma say that my dad was worried and called the family doctor, who was checking my mom's injuries in the bedroom.

"What did that boy A Yan say?" Mrs. Chang motioned her grandson to sit down and asked slowly. Her silver hair became more dazzling under the light. This was the mark left by the years on her, but it also condensed the years.

The baptism and precipitation, those insightful eyes seem to be able to see through the bottom of the deepest lake.

Shaking his head, Chang Mo replied: "I didn't say anything. This guy is very tight-lipped this time."

Hearing this, Mrs. Chang had a joking smile on her face: "Is it true that our Ah Yan is serious?"

Chang Mo was not surprised by grandma's guess, and just smiled silently. The grandfather and grandson changed the topic in tacit understanding.

The moment he lowered his eyes, he subconsciously glanced at the weekly magazine previously placed on the mahogany desk. What caught his eye was the photo that took up almost half of the page. The portrait was very clear, and A Yan's raised lips could be vaguely seen.

Jiao has his usual trademark naughty and uninhibited smile.

The woman's slender figure allowed him to hold her in his arms. She didn't know whether she was a little shocked or something, but she stood blankly with her hands hanging by her sides.

Chang Mo smiled, thinking that this boy wouldn't be the overlord who forced himself on him. The next moment, his smile faded, and his eyes suddenly half-squinted, with a slightly probing arc, and his gaze was fixed on the woman hanging down.

The left hand at the side,

The angle of the capture was a bit slanted. While the front of A Yan was photographed, the woman's left side was also very clear. She could clearly see her thin white fingers, as well as the vaguely discernible round scar on her ring finger. It was definitely

I'd say it's a brand.

…

Chang Yan lay sprawled on the bed, feeling helpless in his heart.

Thinking of my brother and Brother Aofan, they were such strong buddies, but this time they broke up completely.

——Zhan Aofan, the brotherhood between me, Chang Mo, and you ends here. From now on, TM will appear in front of me.

By chance, he heard his brother yelling at the person on the other end of the phone, and then angrily throwing away the phone. He vaguely remembered that it was not long after Sister An An went abroad.

Since then, he has really never contacted Brother Ao Fan. Perhaps it is because of the years of friendship that he understands the other person better than himself. Brother Ao Fan only visited him once. Seeing his determined and tough attitude, he felt helpless.

leave.

So, no longer seen, so, a stranger.

Chang Yan looked at the ceiling above his head and had to sigh again. Sister An An's influence on his brother, it seems that his real brother may really be wrong...

But...if his family really interfered in this matter, he was really not sure whether he could still protect Sister An An.

I was thinking over and over again, and while I was complaining about everything, my cell phone rang.

"Sister An'an?" Chang Yan shouted, really whatever he wanted came to him.

"Ayan, are you home?" Mu Anyou asked.

"Um."

"Bad boy, you don't know how to call your sister back to make sure she's safe. Is that intentional?" Mu Anyou said with a smile on the other end.

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