Chapter 159

"What else?"

Yang Xuan said with a smile, "I'm not familiar with him. He specially asked me to go, not to suppress me, laugh at me and crush me, so as to highlight his sense of superiority, make the Su family hate me more, and let you resent me, so as to achieve his goal."

Su Nan nibbled her lips. She didn't understand what Yang Xuan said. Lin Zhiping had to let Yang Xuan attend tomorrow's welcome banquet. It's strange to think carefully.

"Why don't you... Don't go tomorrow. I'll just tell Grandma you're sick..." Su Nan said.

"Go, why not?"

Yang Xuan laughed, "eat and drink for nothing. Fools won't go. Don't worry. I'll have my own discretion tomorrow. I promise I won't cause trouble for you."

"I didn't mean that!"

Su Nan said, "at that time, they must say a lot of ugly words. I'm afraid you'll be wronged."

Yang Xuan was slightly stunned, and the corners of his mouth immediately aroused a particularly happy smile.

It turned out that she was thinking of herself!

"Little fool, if I don't go tomorrow, you should be wronged."

Yang Xuan stretched out a hand, gently stroked a wisp of green silk behind Su Nan's ear, and said with a soft smile, "just put your heart in your stomach. I know what to do tomorrow."

"But..."

"No, but!"

Yang Xuan gently patted on each other's small head, "I said that as long as I am here, no one in the world can make you wronged. Even the slightest bit can't be good. Believe me, it's getting late. Go to have a rest first."

After saying that, Yang Xuan turned and walked into his bedroom with a smile.

The last time he and Xiao Ziyi met the boar king in Houshan, his back is full of scars. In order not to be seen by Su Nan, Yang Xuan slept in his bedroom these days.

Su Nan stood in place for a long time, with red eyes and happiness and guilt in her heart.

He always thinks of himself and considers everything for himself, but he used to have that attitude towards him

Alas, when the physiological period ends in two days, do your wife's duty!

At this time, Yang Xuan was looking at a piece of information and was happy.

Just now he was a little worried about whether the old lady would give Su Nan another hat of undermining the development strategy of the Su family if it started at the party tomorrow.

So he had a long mind and sent a message to the old slave to check the details of Lin Zhiping.

Although the old slave was Yang Xuan's old slave, he was a man of great insight in this society. It was a piece of cake to investigate the information of an ordinary person. He sent the information in two minutes.

This guy turned out to be a liar!

What famous foreign school graduated from, what ever worked as a regional manager of a multinational company, and what was the second largest shareholder of a listed company in the provincial capital. It's all fucking bragging!

However, this boy is also very capable. He boasted everywhere abroad in the past two years and created countless false auras for himself. Several two fools were deceived and confessed Him as their ancestors.

As a result, the boy took a lot of money and ran away. He is still a wanted criminal pursued by the national police.

It seems that tomorrow will be much more fun than you think.

Nothing happened all night.

The next day, Yang Xuan drove to the ancient town in the suburbs early in the morning.

Although this ancient town is not a tourist attraction, it is a town with a history of 500 years. The style of the whole ancient town retains the appearance of ancient times to the greatest extent.

Yang Xuan parked his car at the door of a quadrangle, entered a string of characters on the password keyboard on the door, and the password lock opened with a click.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the skylark and Begonia sisters sweating in the yard with two swords.

Since the twins were found to be Jianling that day, Yang Xuan specially bought a quadrangle for them to practice swords here.

"I have seen my master!"

When the two sisters saw Yang Xuan coming in, they quickly came forward and knelt on the ground to salute.

"Don't be polite. Get up."

Yang Xuan looked at the two sweaty sisters and nodded with satisfaction. Talent is like a bottle. Some people have a small bottle. No matter how hard they try, they can only hold so little water.

However, people with extremely high talent have a large bottle that can fit all over the world.

So there's a good saying: effort determines the lower limit, and talent determines the upper limit.

But no matter how good the talent is, no matter how big the bottle is, it also needs your own efforts to work. No matter how big the bottle is, it also needs your own efforts to pour water into it.

I don't know how many talented people in the world become mediocre because of their laziness. No matter how good a talent is, it can't stand the killing of laziness.

The two sisters, Skylark and begonia, not only have excellent talent, but also work very hard, which makes Yang Xuan very happy.

"Why are you two dressed like this?"

Yang Xuan looked at the two sisters' dress today and was immediately happy.

Both sisters were wearing a BLACK BODYSUIT, outlining a perfect and hot figure, dressed like a secret female search officer. Even when Yang Xuangang just entered the door, he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"Return to your master."

The lark said, "this kind of clothes is close to the body, which is convenient for the body to stretch out. If the owner doesn't like it, we'll change it now."

"Don't... just wear it. It's good."

Yang Xuan gulped down a mouthful of spit, tried not to use his crooked brain, and settled down. "How are you two doing?"

Begonia said with a smile, "if we go back to the master, we don't know how the practice is. Let the master see it for himself."

Then the two sisters looked at each other, turned around and walked to the stone table in the yard, and put two grains of rice on the cup buckled on the stone table.

Then the two sisters waved their swords at the same time. With a flash of silver light, the two grains of rice split in half from the middle, and the wound was smooth and neat.

"Master, how are we doing?"

The skylark said with a sweet smile, "the last little tomato didn't feel difficult. Our two sisters replaced it with cherry. Later, we found that cherry was not difficult, so we replaced it with rice."

"It was a little hard at the beginning, but after two days of practice, we are now proficient. We are discussing changing to sesame next time."

Begonia said with expectation, "master, are we doing well?"

Yang Xuan gulped down a mouthful of saliva, and his eyes stared like cattle's eyes.

Nima, is that the talent of the sword spirit?

From tomatoes to rice, ordinary people have to practice for more than ten years. They may not be able to do it, but the two sisters only took a few days!