Chapter 875 Ding, Your Vinegar Jar Is Online! (2)

Nie Changan timidly followed behind, not daring to look up at the person in front of him.

Because he was too scared, his voice trembled: "My lord, look at that piece of land..."

He sneaked up to glance at the man in front of him.

The man's posture was casual, and his crimson slender lips curved slightly.

This arc does not make people feel warm, but gives people a feeling of falling into an ice cellar.

Ye Jue shook his wine glass, and opened his lips unhurriedly: "I think Mr. Nie can go home to retire."

The man's cold voice was like a devil whispering, sending chills down the spine of those who heard it for no reason.

"Retirement?"

Nie Changan recited it silently a few times trembling, and after understanding the meaning, his eyes suddenly widened, and his voice sounded like weeping.

"My lord, please let me go. Your lord has a lot of land. I...I don't want that piece of land!"

If it wasn't for the people around, Nie Changan might have already knelt on the ground.

The man frowned slightly, with an impatient look in his eyes.

He raised his hand slowly, and his cold voice contained no warmth: "Take it away."

"yes."

The man behind him "invited" the hoarse Nie Changan to leave the banquet upon hearing the sound.

The world is pure now.

Ye Jue lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the brightly colored liquid in the wine glass, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Walking across from him was a man with an evil and charming appearance.

Holding a glass of wine, Jian Chen walked towards Yejue with a faint smile.

He placed his palm casually on the opponent's shoulder, and teased: "Which guy who is not afraid of death has offended our lord?"

Ye Jue frowned at the opponent's little move, and said a word coldly: "Hand."

Jian Chen didn't dare to provoke this big Buddha anymore, so he withdrew his hand resignedly.

Ye Jue walked forward holding the wine glass, Jian Chen saw it and followed him.

After walking a few steps, Ye Jue stopped.

He raised his eyes slightly, and his dark eyes fell on the girl with her head tilted opposite her.

He squinted his eyes, his cold gaze was like a beast locking its prey, posing fatal danger.

Jian Chen, who followed, followed the man's line of sight and saw the girl opposite.

Jian Chen has always been very interested in the scenes of beautiful women fighting.

However, this does not seem to be an ordinary fight.

After watching for a while, Jian Chen said with great interest, "Hey, that little girl in the white dress seems to be in some trouble."

He turned his head and glanced at the people around him, wondering to himself, could it be that this giant Buddha has taken a fancy to him?

Ye Jue was expressionless, looking at the girl over there quietly, and did not express his opinion on Jian Chen's words.

Jian Chen turned his head and continued to look. After seeing this, he couldn't help being surprised and said: "My lord, that girl in the white dress seems to be your fiancée."

"However..." Jian Chen changed the subject, "I remember that your fiancée, Miss, seems to have a good impression of my younger brother."

Hearing the sound, the man's eyes flickered slightly, his beautiful peach eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingertips casually shook the wine glass.

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The wind is lightly drunk, unconscious and dazed.

Fu Ci felt that the other party was pretending to be stupid, and she said in a sovereign tone: "I warn you, don't provoke Jian Si again."

Feng Qian was in a daze, thinking that this person was very strange.

The little girl frowned, and said, "Whoever likes to provoke, what does it matter to me? You are blocking my way."

Feng Qian walked a few steps in a daze, but was stopped by Fu Ci again.

Feng Qian only felt that her eyelids were fighting, and the person in front of her was very annoying and weird.

Now she walks unsteadily.