There was a smirk on Li Cheng's face, and he could already imagine the scene of Wang Yue covering his belly and howling in pain under his punch.

"Snapped."

Unexpectedly, Wang Yue immediately grabbed Li Cheng's fist, and said with a smile: "I can see that you also like my Xiaoxuan, but save yourself, she is mine."

While saying this, Wang Yue began to exert force on his hands.

Li Cheng only felt that his hand was clamped by iron tongs, and that strange force made his face instantly turn purple.

It hurts, it hurts!

Li Cheng wanted to withdraw his hand, but he didn't move.

Everyone else saw Li Cheng's embarrassment, and most of them were gloating. Finally, someone taught this devil king a lesson.

"Big... Dage, enough is enough."

Li Cheng begged for mercy.

"what?"

Wang Yue let go of his hand: "I thought you were going to shake my hand, but I accidentally used a little force."

"Hehehe."

Li Cheng shook his hands hastily. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people here, he would have to take a good look at whether all the bones were crushed.

In the first round, Li Cheng retreated.

In the second round, the bell came on stage.

"Long time no see Xuanxuan."

Zhong Sheng greeted Qiao Zixuan with a smile.

"correct."

Qiao Zixuan also responded with a smile, only holding Wang Yue's arm tighter.

The smile on Zhong Sheng's face froze again for a moment, and then nodded to Wang Yue with a smile: "Hi Wang Yue, my name is Zhong Sheng, and I was Xuan Xuan's former deskmate."

"I know, Xiaoxuan has already told me."

Wang Yue smiled: "Nice to meet you."

"You two sit by our side."

The bell greeted.

Wang Yue looked at Qiao Zixuan, who nodded.

Then the two sat at the table with the bell.

The atmosphere at this table became more and more weird with the arrival of Wang Yue and Qiao Zixuan.

Fei Shaobo's two small eyes rolled around, not knowing what bad idea he was thinking.

But Ouyang Song kept staring at Cao Fang.

Cao Fang was thoughtful, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

But Li Cheng sat far away in the corner.

Just now, he wanted to give Wang Yue a bad start, but it turned out that he was the one who lost face, which made him a little jealous of Wang Yue.

"Xuanxuan, are aunt and uncle in good health now?"

Bell asked with a gentle smile.

"pretty good."

Qiao Zixuan responded.

Zhong Sheng nodded and said: "I haven't been to your house for a long time, next time I will go to see my uncle and aunt."

What the bell said is very interesting.

As if to show off to Wang Yue, I have been to Qiao Zixuan's house, and I know her parents very well.

"hehe."

Qiao Zixuan smiled awkwardly: "No need, my parents probably don't want you to go either."

"You haven't asked your uncle and aunt, how do you know they don't welcome you?"

Zhong Sheng smiled slightly: "Last time, my parents had dinner with my uncle and aunt, and my uncle and aunt mentioned me and hoped that I would visit your house."

Qiao Zixuan frowned and said, "Anyway, I haven't heard my parents mention it."

"hehe."

Zhong Sheng looked at Wang Yue again, and said gently: "Student Wang Yue, can I ask what your family does?"

Wang Yue was drinking a drink, when he heard the bell q himself, he said nonchalantly: "My family, my family is in the funeral business."

"..."

When the bell rang, everyone at the table fell silent.

They all stared at Wang Yue with wide eyes.

Only Qiao Zixuan didn't have any fluctuations, as if she knew it a long time ago.

Cao Fang's complexion changed again and again, and she moved back unconsciously. Although Wang Yue was handsome, she still felt very unlucky.

Seeing Cao Fang doing this, Ouyang Song also sat back.

Fei Shaobo coughed: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Speaking of getting up, he walked out first.

Zhong Sheng felt that the surprise of his entire life was spent on this day, he adjusted his expression again and said: "Student Wang Yue is really honest, the dead business is very profitable, right?"

This is a bit offensive.

Before Wang Yue could answer, Qiao Zixuan was the first to become displeased: "Zhong Sheng, be careful what you say, what do you mean dead people are profitable?"

"I think the bell is right. The paper houses, cars, and wreaths used by the dead are not worth much. If they are so expensive to sell to the living, isn't that a lucrative business?"

Ouyang Song spoke from the side.

"Xuanxuan, I know you defend your own boyfriend, but it's unlucky to do this kind of business. Dead people earn money. It's really immoral."

Cao Fang also echoed.

Zhong Sheng didn't speak, and took a sip of the drink on his own, with a slight arc raised at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't expect Wang Yue to be so careless.

Can it be said that your family is in the business of dead people?

Don't you know how taboo we are about this thing?

Qiao Zixuan wanted to say something else, but Wang Yue pulled her arm, and said with a playful smile on her face, "What you said is really interesting, people don't distinguish between high and low, let alone professions?"

"The funeral culture passed down by our ancestors for thousands of years has become an inferior occupation in your eyes. Who doesn't die? Can the dead find us?"

"Besides, I don't think this is a bad job. I believe that every star in the sky is someone who loved us. As long as you really believe, you are the one who planted stars."

Wang Yue's remarks silenced everyone.

The bell was silent for a moment and then said: "Don't beautify it too much. It is undeniable that you are making money from dead people. If you really say it is so good, what money do you charge?"

"Hahaha."

Wang Yue smiled: "Be an upright person, make money openly and aboveboard, whether it is dead money or living money, it is not Losing face. Since you have paid for your labor, you must be paid. Does your family do charity? No money for labor?"

"Maybe your parents are doing decent jobs and earning a huge amount of money that ordinary people can't imagine in a lifetime, but if you look down on people from other professions because of this, I can only say that it is too naive."

After finishing speaking, Wang Yue put down his drink and stood up: "It just so happens that I also feel that I can't pee in the same pot with a group of naive little brats like you, Xiaoxuan, let's go."

Qiao Zixuan also stood up, held Wang Yue's hand tightly, and said to everyone: "You can't decide your background, but your quality is fine. I am very disappointed in you."

Watching Wang Yue hold Qiao Zixuan and was about to leave.

There was a commotion in the box.

"Banhua, don't leave! We are different from the Zhongsheng group, but we haven't looked down on your boyfriend."

"Just so, what's wrong with being in the funeral business? It's funny that you don't steal or rob."

"Anyway, I don't dislike it. My family still sweeps the streets. Why don't you discriminate against me?"

"Hahaha, my parents stepped on three rounds, and I used to think it was a Losing face, but now I feel relieved."

Hearing these voices, Qiao Zixuan blinked at Wang Yue: "Are you still going?"

"What are you going to do, go back and continue hi."

Wang Yue said with a smile.

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