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Qingyin felt that the gazes around her had become a little malicious, as if to reproach her.

She glanced at Nan Anyun and sighed slightly in her heart, this person is really troublesome!

In order to break the deadlock, don't let the night cangs be embarrassed.

The light voice approached Nan Anyun and lowered his voice and said.

"I have nothing to do with Mr. Night, I'm not his girlfriend."

With a deliberately distant tone, and an unfamiliar call for Mr. Ye, Nan Anjun shouldn't be angry anymore.

It's just that as soon as she said this, Ye Haocang's face was obviously gloomy.

"Grandpa, you heard me."

Nan Anjun is like a child who grabs candy to eat, and the joy of victory is directly displayed on his face.

Sweeping her gaze at a group of people, Nan Anyun ignored Ye Hongkang and Lu Xinlan, and introduced her uncles and uncles to Qingyin one by one.

The light voice is very polite and knows how to judge the situation.

These people are smiling at her on the surface, but in fact, they can't hide their disgust for her, and they are full of unwelcome.

Entering the night house, Ye Hongkang, who is a father, has not received any respect from his children.

Originally, he hoped that Nan Anjun would let go of his hatred and speak to her, but this daughter didn't even look at him.

"Yunyun."

Nan Anyun's eyes moved slightly, and his cold eyes stared at Ye Hongkang.

"Who allowed you to call me!"

Ye Hongkang has always had a very low sense of existence, and she didn't even notice him in a light voice, until Nan Anyun got angry, and she followed her line of sight.

It's just that, at this glance, she noticed the woman next to Ye Hongkang.

"Mom?"

The light voice looked at the woman who looked like her mother in disbelief, both in terms of her eyebrows and eyes.

"What do you call her?!"

Nan Anjun shouted hysterically, and the hand holding the light sound was instantly released!

The light voice was still in shock, staring at the person who could not be here.

Lu Xinlan, who was called her mother, looked at this girl she had never met with a strange expression.

Lu Xinlan has always been a dignified, elegant and generous woman in front of people.

It's just that her identity is embarrassing, the junior is on top, and she is not recognized by the Ye family, so she has always lived like a mistress who was raised by Ye Hongkang, rather than a righteous Mrs. Night.

"I ...... I may have read it wrong. Whispering shook her head, "She looks like my mother." ”

The light voice denied Lu Xinlan, her mother is dead, it is impossible to appear here, maybe they are just people who look alike.

Seeing her looking at herself so unfamiliarly, Qingyin already knew that Lu Xinlan had nothing to do with her.

It's just that it's too similar......

Nan Anjun didn't believe that Lu Xinlan would be Qingyin's mother, not to mention that they didn't look alike, but Qingyin was pure and clean, and Lu Xinlan couldn't even compare to a single hair.

But the unintentional call of the light voice made everyone who was already pregnant with ghosts reveal a treacherous dark light in their eyes.

"Qingyin, you don't have to pay attention to these two people in the future, no matter what they say to you, you treat them as air, do you understand?"

The light voice followed the direction of Nan Anyun's finger and looked at Ye Hongkang and Lu Xinlan.

"Oh." Whispering nodded silently.

I don't understand why Nan Anjun targeted these two people like this.

"Yunyun, don't go too far, I'm also your father, so you just introduce me and your aunt to outsiders?"

Ye Hongkang is very serious, with the majesty of an elder.

But for Nan Anyun, he can't play the role of an elder.

Nan Anjun didn't bother to say a word to him, in the past, at times like this, Ye Haocang would come forward for her.

Like now......

Ye Haocang stood in front of Nan Anyun, like a big mountain, protecting her tightly.

At this moment, Qingyin knew how important blood relations were.

Protecting Nan Anyun has been a part of life and has long been accustomed to nature.

Even if the two siblings were tense just now, they would still stand together in the face of a common enemy.

"Mao Cang......" Ye Hongkang is also a man who is about to be half a hundred in the end, and seeing his son's cold eyes without a trace of emotion, he is still inevitably devastated.

Lu Xinlan naturally helps her husband, and any resentment can come at her, she doesn't want Ye Hongkang to be caught between her children and be complained.

"Hao..., Mr. Ye, I know that you and Miss Nan have a grudge against me, but your mother's death is really none of my business, you hate me, you hate me, resentment me, I Lu Xinlan can swear to the sky, I have never hurt your mother, otherwise I will not die a good death!"

Lu Xinlan dared to swear poisonously, so he was not afraid of Ye Haocang to investigate.

"Last time, you swore a poisonous oath to your son, and the next day he lost a pair of legs."

Ye Maocang's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a very ironic arc.