Metropolis: I Became The Rich Second-generation Villain

After coming to Qingling, Yun Churan, Feng Lao, and Yan Feipeng all lived in the big house of Yan Yuntian.

Although the location of the front yard was hit by a big crater by a meteorite, it only damaged some houses.

This house covers a large area, and there are many empty houses in the front yard.

In addition to the front yard, there are more houses in the back yard.

Not to mention a few people to live, even dozens of people are enough.

After Yun Churan left Lu Chen's villa, he returned to the mansion in despair, outside the bedroom he lived in.

It was midnight, and it stands to reason that everyone around should be asleep.

However, Yun Churan heard a conversation.

"My wife, there is a musty smell on the bed in my house, can I sleep on your side?"

"There are so many rooms in this house, don't you know how to change one?"

"I changed it, and it still has it. Isn't it in your room?"

"have."

"Really? Then go in and smell... Hey..." There was a whirring sound, accompanied by the sound of staggering and falling to the ground, "Hiss...what did you kick me ?"

"In the middle of the night, let people not sleep. If you continue to knock on the door and make me sleep, I will break your neck!" Bang, the door suddenly closed.

"Hey..." a long sigh sounded.

Yun Churan felt confused, so he listened for a while, and after the voice fell, he was about to walk into the bedroom.

"Chu Ran, why did you come back?"

Yun Churan was about to close the door, but Yan Feipeng, who was not far away, asked.

Hearing this, Yun Churan subconsciously panicked, but on the surface he was forced to calm down, "I have something to do, and there is some delay."

Regarding what happened tonight, she didn't want anyone to know.

"Is it troublesome to do something? If it is, tell me, I can help you solve it." Yan Feipeng said very politely.

"It's nothing, it's just a small matter." Yun Churan responded vaguely, for fear that Yan Feipeng would continue to grasp the matter, and found some clues, so he wanted to divert his attention, so he said:

"Uncle, your relationship with Auntie seems...it doesn't seem to be harmonious. Is there any contradiction?"

Hearing this, Yan Feipeng couldn't help showing an awkward look.

Feng Lao's bedroom was separated from this by a few rooms. I wanted to hear what Yun Churan had just heard.

"Husband and wife, it is normal to have a little conflict, and it will be fine in a few days." Yan Feipeng forced a smile.

However, my heart is very bitter.

He and Feng Lao hadn't seen each other for nearly a year, so they naturally missed each other a lot.

In addition, Yan Feipeng was preparing to add a younger brother or younger sister to Yan Yuntian, of course he was thinking about it.

However, what made Yan Feipeng depressed was that Feng Lao didn't even talk about living in the same room with him, and even touched his finger.

Just now, Yan Feipeng wanted to play a rogue and broke into Feng Lao's room, but was kicked and almost lost his breath.

In this regard, Yan Feipeng was very helpless.

Feng Lao's force value is too strong, if she doesn't want to, Yan Feipeng has nothing to do.

"If it's just a little bit of contradiction, why did you make trouble so much?" Yun Churan continued to ask.

"Do it? How could it happen? You heard it wrong." Yan Feipeng only felt dull, and quickly denied it vaguely. Fearing that Yun Churan continued to ask, he quickly said:

"It's getting late, Churan rest early." After that, he hurriedly left.

Yun Churan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

Seeing this, Yan Feipeng should have found nothing unusual.

At this moment, Yun Churan walked into the bedroom, closed the door tightly, and then sat down at the door without strength. The negative emotions in my heart gush out, and then burst out. Soon, his cheeks were wet with tears.

She hid her face and wept for a long time, and then she kept taking a bath, seeming to want to wash away the impurity in her body and heart.

Tonight, for Yun Churan, it is destined to be a sleepless night.

On the other side, Yan Feipeng couldn't sleep either. He wanted to walk out of the bedroom again and knock on the door at Feng Lao. When Feng Lao's warning was remembered, he still flinched.

As for Feng Lao, he also opened his eyes at the moment, not at all sleepy.

Because of Wang Haoran, Feng Lao and Yan Yuntian were far apart.

Now Yan Yuntian has lost the ability to reproduce offspring. Yan Feipeng wants to continue the incense, and Feng Lao actually has the same idea.

Fengxi Mountain was handed down by ancestors, and there is no one to succeed. Feng Lao naturally needs to consider this issue.

Before, Feng Lao had pinned his hopes on Yan Yuntian.

Yan Yuntian's martial arts talent is extraordinary. After changing his surname to Feng, he can inherit Fengxi Mountain.

But now, Yan Yuntian is not suitable anymore.

In the direct bloodline of Fengxi Mountain, besides Feng Lao, there is Feng Yun.

The younger sister Feng Yun has a daughter with a secular man. My sister, a daughter, can be regarded as a direct bloodline.

It's just that my sister, a daughter who has lived in the world for a long time, is in doubt about whether she has a talent for martial arts and has never practiced.

It was naturally impossible for Feng Lao to put this hope on her younger sister Feng Yun's daughter.

Then she has to bear this responsibility.

Fengxi Mountain had fallen, and Feng Lao had to consider this issue.

Although she is thirty-six years old, for those who cultivate martial arts, this age is actually very young, and her physical function is at its peak, and there is no problem in gestation.

Of course, the partner Feng Lao considered was not Yan Feipeng, but someone else.

It's just that Feng Lao still has concerns about whether the person he has in his heart will cooperate with him.

After all, he was too shameless, and hinted several times, just like a piece of wood.

Feng Lao couldn't sleep at this moment and was thinking about how to carry out this cooperation.

Should we talk face-to-face, or administer some medicine, or unilaterally use force to turn raw rice into cooked rice?

Wang Haoran, who was in another place under the Qingling night sky, never dreamed that a female partner who had a lot of affection was planning to plan for herself.

——

Wake up early in the morning.

Wang Haoran and Bian Suwen were at the hotel, and after a sweet breakfast, they went to class alone.

"Boss, our class played a basketball match with the 112 financial class at noon, do you want to join?" When he came to the classroom, Liu Hua suddenly walked over and asked with a smile.

"Not interested." Wang Haoran curled her lips, then raised her brow, as if thinking of something, "Who is going to play in our class?"

"Me, Lu Ming and Wei Zhihang." Liu Hua said.

"Just the three of you? How do you play this ball?" Wang Haoran asked.

"We called a foreign aid in the school basketball team, absolutely overwhelming the 112th class, and won! So I wanted to ask the boss if I want to play handsome and slap my sister. If I go, I will call the school team youngster. Come alone." Liu Hua said.

When Wang Haoran saw Liu Hua's self-confident look, he immediately felt that it was not that simple.

The basketball court is where the protagonist pretends to be a face-slapped incident. Where is the place where the villain shows off?

If the prediction is good, someone must come out and slap Liu Hua in the face frantically.

"Boss, are you going or not?" Seeing no response from Wang Haoran, Liu Hua said again.

"Count me." Wang Haoran replied.

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