"What nonsense are you talking about, you little brat? Why don't you apologize to your uncle right away." Pan Yue was so mad at her son. She had told him so many times on the way here to be respectful and polite, but he didn't listen at all.
Fortunately, Yan Xin has a good temper and doesn't bother with him.
"It's okay, don't worry about it. Nephew Jingliang is still young, so we adults should naturally be more tolerant." Yan Xin stopped Pan Yue from teaching Song Jingliang a lesson and instead spoke well of him.
However, these nice words made Song Jingliang even angrier.
Pan Yue smiled apologetically at Yan Xin, then turned around and glared at her son again.
"Cousin, you don't need nephew Jingliang to apologize to me. The more you do this, the more afraid he will be of me."
"Who said I'm afraid of you?" Song Jingliang said unhappily.
"Then what are you?" Yan Xin's eyes were so deep that they seemed to be able to suck people's souls in. Especially when he looked at you, it made people feel that they were being looked at affectionately.
He treated her very preciously.
Song Jingliang was just a young man in his early twenties, no match for Yan Xin. He was defeated by just a glance and a word. He was embarrassed, ashamed and angry, and could no longer put on the arrogant face he had worn since entering the room.
Lao Wu lowered his head in the back, trying hard to endure it.
"You...don't look at me. I know I was wrong. I'm not afraid of you, I just hate you."
"Um?"
"It's not that I hate you, I'm actually just jealous of you, okay!" Song Jingliang simply gave up on himself, "Others say you're low-key, gentle and elegant, but in my eyes, you're not low-key and gentle at all. You're hypocritical, insidious and sinister."
No, Pan Yue is about to faint from fright.
Yan Xin actually smiled with interest, "You are able to become good friends with my uncles."
"Why?"
"Because that's what they said to me since I was a kid."
Song Jingliang was upset, "It's too much for an uncle to scold his nephew!"
"It doesn't matter, because they are destined to be enemies with the whole world." Yan Xin looked at him meaningfully, "Is Jingliang's nephew also going to be an enemy of the whole world?"
"Isn't that too exaggerated?" Song Jingliang is not a fool, of course he can hear the deeper meaning in the words.
Yan Xin is indeed a hypocritical and sinister person.
Look, he even threatened himself.
Pan Yue wanted to applaud on the side. Cousin Yan Xin was such a good person, but he was actually called hypocritical. He was simply making things difficult for everyone.
Cousin Yan Xin has done so many good things, and she would be the first to disagree with anyone who dares to say anything bad about him.
Song Jingliang looked at his brainwashed mother on the left, then looked at his charmingly smiling 'uncle' opposite him, and finally decided to be a wise man who knew the current situation.
"Uncle, you're right. By the way, uncle, what do you like to do? Do you want to play with us?"
"Sure!" Yan Xin's answer was somewhat unexpected. "I just returned to China and don't know anywhere. My nephew grew up in Beijing. Why don't you be my tour guide?"
"Okay!" He shot himself in the foot.
Because Yan Xin had a lot of things to do, Pan Yue sat with Song Jingliang for a while and then said goodbye.
Lao Wu personally sent the two of them to the elevator. While waiting for the elevator, he suddenly said, "Ms. Pan, our young master likes Jing Liang very much. You can let him come over often in the future."
Pan Yue was flattered, "Of course!" Many people in Beijing wanted to get close to Yan Xin, and some of his family friends wanted to arrange for a few younger generations in their family to work with him, but they were all rejected.
Jingliang has won the jackpot.
The elevator arrived. Lao Wu took a step back and said politely, "Slow down, please."
"goodbye."
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