After Yuan Jingyi walked away with the lazy white tiger, the people around the young man dared to speak: "Young Master Zhang, what is this?"
"Who is she? She speaks so harshly!" The girl called Xiaojie said with some jealousy. She just spoke because she noticed Yuan Jingyi's beauty, but she didn't expect to be pulled back by Zhang Shao.
"Enough! Be careful with your words next time. As for who she is, just remember that her last name is Yuan!" Zhang Shao said a little irritably. If he had known earlier, he would not have brought these people here. He met the woman from the Yuan family early in the morning and accidentally offended her!
"Yuan? Is that Yuan?" Someone remembered something, and the question made everyone feel a little scared, and they all shut up and kept silent.
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Yuan Jingyi didn't know how much her appearance surprised others. Even if they knew, she would only reply, "If you have the ability, go find a good birth." She was now sitting in her car, wondering why the boy from the Zhang family showed up. Could it be that other people had sensed it?
Who cares? The thing is in her hands now, who dares to snatch it?
Zhao Hanyun ordered Xiao Yuanqiu to take out the box and carefully examined it in his hands. It looked like a sword box. He wondered what powerful thing was inside. Zhao Hanyun picked up the box in his hand and shook it, but there was no sound.
"Aunt." Zhao Hanyun handed the thing to Yuan Jingyi. She had spent a long time to make this thing, but she didn't know whether there was anything inside it or not, and there was no sound at all.
"Let's go back and have a look!" Yuan Jingyi was a little unhappy with the appearance of the Zhang family. She took the box and threw it next to herself. This thing made quite a noise. I wonder what happened to the other families?
They returned to Yuan's house not long after. Yuan Zhicheng was lying in the living room listening to Peking Opera on the radio, tapping the rhythm comfortably. He didn't move even after Zhao Hanyun and the others came back.
"Woo!" The Overlord rushed over unhappily. He had been bullied by Yuan Jingyi outside, and now he wanted revenge. It was hard to take action against his daughter, but her father could do it! He leaped onto Yuan Zhicheng's body and sat down on his face with great force.
"Pooh, pooh, pooh! Ba Wang, you...you..." Yuan Zhicheng jumped up in shock. He was so angry at Ba Wang's uncivilized behavior that he couldn't speak. It's only been a short time since he followed his unfilial daughter out. Look at what she has learned.
"Ba Wang, get down here!" Zhao Hanyun looked at Ba Wang who was sitting proudly on the chair and said with a bit of a smile. This guy's brain has become more and more flexible since he drank the spring water, but his ideas are a bit crooked.
"You're such a good girl! Look, what is this?" Yuan Zhicheng, who was about to teach Yuan Jingyi a lesson, saw the box in Yuan Jingyi's hand and asked curiously.
"I don't know, I picked it up." Yuan Jingyi was too lazy to pay attention to her old man. She sat on the chair and prepared to open the box.
"I didn't know you picked it up! Don't open it, be careful." Before Yuan Zhicheng finished speaking, he was angered by Yuan Jingyi's actions. She insisted on opening it even though he was not allowed to do so. What a stupid girl!
Yuan Jingyi proudly waved her hand and opened the box a little: "I opened it!"
Zhao Hanyun held the small ball and moved over to take a look. Even Yuan Zhicheng came over, as did a big tiger head. The two men and two beasts stared straight at Yuan Jingyi, uh, the box in her hand, wanting to see what was inside.
"A sword?" What appeared in front of Zhao Hanyun was a hilt, but as the box opened wider and wider, there was nothing else except a hilt.
"Handle?" Yuan Zhicheng stared at the hilt in the box and reached out hesitantly. Could it be...
Yuan Jingyi glanced at Yuan Zhicheng, who didn't dare to put his fingers inside, and reached out to grab the hilt with disdain: "Old man, what's there to be afraid of with just a hilt?"
"Hiss!" Just as Yuan Zhicheng reached out to the hilt of the sword, he quickly pulled Yuan Jingyi's hand back. Even so, Yuan Jingyi's hand was still cut and blood dripped into the box.
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