"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and after saying this, Chen Yifan directly closed the door.

Mi Wenxuan stood outside the door a little stunned and a little aggrieved, she had never suffered such a cold reception.

Chen Qingyun glanced at this side and didn't ask more.

Chen Yifan returned to the sofa and continued to tease him.

Mi Wenxuan had just left Chen Yifan's house, came downstairs, and hurriedly ran over from the black car parked here.

A man and a woman are Mi Wenxuan's brother and sister-in-law.

"How? Did the kid say yes? Mi Wenqiang asked nervously.

"Five million, a poor boy like him definitely can't refuse." Gentle on the side, although a little nervous, but holding his arms and saying confidently.

"He refused!" Mi Wenxuan glanced at her sister-in-law and said with a cold face.

Mi Wenqiang and his wife were suddenly a little stunned: "What? He actually refused? ”

"He said you were not sincere!" Mi Wenxuan returned to the car and snorted softly.

"Hey, Dad! What did the master you invited over there say? Can it be saved? Mi Wenxuan's phone rang suddenly, she picked it up and asked on the other side of the phone.

"What!" Within a few seconds, Mi Wenxuan exclaimed, her eyes widened, and she couldn't help but glance at Chen Yifan's house again.

"What did Dad say? Since he is a master recommended by President Xiao, he should be able to cure it, okay? ”

"It doesn't matter if he asks for more!" Mi Wenqiang and his wife hurriedly stepped forward, and asked with a word, and I asked with a word.

The master said...... The only person in the world who can save Mingwei is Chen Yifan. Mi Wenxuan glanced at her brother and sister-in-law coldly and replied.

In fact, the master who was recommended by the president of the Southwest Taoist Association was none other than an old beggar living in seclusion in Huanglong Mountain.

He believes in the poor god and bears suffering on behalf of all sentient beings, which in itself is an extremely rigorous practice, and he can support it for so long, and his Taoism is much higher than that of the Southwest Taoist Society.

Although the Southwest Taoist Association is the official Taoist organization in southwest China, it also exists as a management of secular cultivators.

But how high can a man who is busy with the world and running about Lelu go?

If it weren't for the fact that he had seen Chen Yifan before, the old beggar probably had only one answer, no help!

In the world, there is no one who can save Milmingway.

Hearing Mi Wenxuan's answer, Mi Wenqiang and his wife couldn't help but staggered back a few steps, a little depressed.

Although a few years later, she gently abandoned a pair of children and remarried, but now she only has one son after all, Michel Mingwei, and she still has the love of this mother!

"Do you really want to beg that kid?" Tenderly muttered.

She thinks she is arrogant, and she doesn't need to bow to anyone, only others.

But at this time, what should she do!

"Ding-dong......"

The doorbell rang again.

Chen Yifan glanced back, came over and opened the door.

"It's you again!" Chen Yifan shrugged his shoulders and pouted to Mi Wenxuan in front of the door.

Mi Wenxuan got out of the way, revealing Mi Wenqiang and his wife, who were still hesitating in the corridor behind them.

"In person?"

The corners of Chen Yifan's mouth hooked and muttered.

"Please, save our son! Whatever you ask, we promise you!" When Mi Wenqiang saw Chen Yifan looking over, he seemed to have made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and knelt directly in front of Chen Yifan.

Somehow, in front of this student baby, he was a little nervous, and the result of excessive nervousness was ...... That's it for now.

Mi Wenqiang suddenly made a big salute, which startled Chen Yifan.

When he came back to his senses, he just smiled: "What's the drop?" Is this kneeling considered sincerity? There are more people kneeling on me every day, why should I forgive you so easily. ”

Mi Wenqiang looked up at Chen Yifan, his eyes were a little weird, this kid bragged and didn't make drafts!

How could it be that there were more people kneeling on him every day, who did he think he was, the emperor of ancient times?

But at this time, Mi Wenqiang still has this IQ, and he has something to ask for, and it is not easy to expose it, so he only bowed his head and said: "I apologize to you for despising you last time, and I hope you can ignore your previous suspicion......s."

Gentle looked a little stunned on the sidelines, and looked at it blankly without speaking.

"Last time, you delayed me for three hours." Chen Yifan narrowed his eyes and said.

"I don't want more, this time, just pay me back three hours, go downstairs and kneel, three hours, one point less, I won't save it."

Hearing this, Mi Wenqiang looked at him with wide eyes, kneeling downstairs?

How can it be! Although this is a newly built community, there are not many people, but kneeling for three hours, how many people in and out will see it, where will his face go?

If this spreads, he will become a laughing stock in his circle!

As the eldest son of the Mi family, he has never knelt in front of outsiders in his life, let alone kneeling to outsiders!

"Kneel me, don't be ashamed!" Chen Yifan only glanced at him, as if he had seen through his thoughts, and said with a smile.

"Just let me see the sincerity of your apology, is it that hard?"

Mi Wenqiang lowered his head, as if he was considering.

Face, or son, which is important.

After thinking about it for two minutes, Mi Wenqiang was defeated, and said dejectedly: "Okay! I promise you, but I want you to swear that you will save Mingwei and never break your word!"

"Haha! Well, I swear! However, I swear, who dares to manage it, I don't know. Chen Yifan said with a smile.

Five minutes later, downstairs at Chen Yifan's house, Mi Wenqiang bowed his head and knelt at the top of the stairs.

"And you!" Chen Yifan glanced at the gentleness who was standing aside.

"Me?" Gentle pointed to her nose in disbelief.

"Nonsense! Are you Misingway's mother? If not, then you can be spared, after all, it has nothing to do with you!" Chen Yifan hugged his arms and said with a smile.

"I don't want to ......" Before the gentle words were finished, Mi Wenxuan kicked her leg and pressed her shoulder to kneel.

"Ahh Gently screamed in pain, turned his head and glared at Mi Wenxuan, and was about to get up and stand up to theorize.

"Kneel!" Mi Wenxuan said very strongly, pressing her gentle shoulder.

"How dare you do this to me?" Gentle and angry.

"What did this to you, isn't this a disaster of your own making?" Mi Wenxuan said with a cold face.

"If Mingwei died, you know what Dad would do to you."

When Wen Wen, who wanted to argue just now, heard this, she trembled with fright, didn't dare to say more, and knelt obediently.

Chen Yifan glanced at Mi Wenxuan in some surprise, but quickly withdrew his gaze before she turned her head to look.

"Ah Huang, you just watch them here, I'll take them out for lunch, and I'll reward you with a chicken leg later." Chen Yifan put his hands behind his back, like an old man walking in the morning, and commanded Huang Yan.