[Pseudo-more, don't look at it.] I'll correct it as soon as possible>_<]

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However, Mrs. Yan's new round of performance was not successfully staged in the end, because a person suddenly arrived.

"Mother."

With a sweet voice, a cheerful figure jumped in from outside the door, and the radiant little face was eight points similar to Mrs. Yan...... Isn't it Yan Feimo?

"Fei'er, you're here." Mrs. Yan wiped her eyes and asked in some surprise, her voice full of pampering and gentleness.

"Mother, why are you crying?" Yan Feimo threw herself into Mrs. Yan's arms, asked nervously, and carefully wiped Mrs. Yan's tears with a small handkerchief in one hand.

"My mother just remembered some old things, Fei'er don't worry, it's okay." Mrs. Yan touched Yan Feimo's head lovingly and comforted.

The mother and daughter staged a warm drama with warmth, completely forgetting that there was another person next to them.

Yan Zhimo glanced at them coldly, with no emotion in his eyes. He already knew that it would be like this, look, as soon as Yan Feimo came, this contrast came out, so obvious.

Mrs. Yan's acting skills are deep enough, but he can tell at a glance whether it is true or false, because when he treats him, he will not have such feelings, and there is even a faint hint of malice.

After a while, Yan Feimo finally found Yan Zhimo on the side, and suddenly a little disgust appeared on his face, and he got up and walked in front of him.

"It's you who made my mother sad? You broom star! ”

"It's not." Yan Zhimo raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his eyes to look at his so-called sister, and said lightly.

The girl is still very young, with a delicate little face, still with a strong childishness, obviously it should be accompanied by an innocent expression, but at this time, she does have a look of pride, disdain and anger, which ruined a good-looking face.

"You!" Yan Feimo was so angry, he dared to contradict himself?

After all, the little girl grew up in Gaomen since she was a child, and she was used to being spoiled, and she didn't learn the words of scolding, and she usually didn't need to do it herself when she met someone who didn't have long eyes, and someone cleaned it up for her, and she was hit by Yan Zhimo today, and she didn't know how to go back.

After thinking and meditating hard, he finally pulled out the whip he usually trained people without, and whipped it on the ground with a "snap", while saying angrily: "You still dare to quibble!" I'm going to have to clean you up today! ”

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Mrs. Yan was still watching indifferently from the side, Yan Zhimo frowned, his eyes turned around the two of them, slightly cold.

Heh~ This is blatant bullying him! When he is a soft persimmon, can he pinch it casually?

"Madame, have you really thought about it?" Yan Zhimo's eyes fell on Yan Feimo's face, but the words in his mouth were asked about Mrs. Yan.

Xiaoshu noticed that his hand hanging by his side was weakly gripped, and his thumb and forefinger rubbed lightly a few times.

"What do you want to do?" Mrs. Yan was stunned, not figuring out what Yan Zhimo meant...... Does she need to think about anything?

"You are presumptuous!" Yan Feimo was even more angry because of Yan Zhimo's eyes, scolded angrily, raised his whip and waved it over.

What kind of look is that?

What if Yan Zhimo is the brother of her mother's siblings? She is the eldest lady of the Yan family, who is very pampered and high-minded, he is just an inferior disciple who is not recognized, why do you stare at her with such presumptuous eyes! It's like...... It's as if she's just a toy in his eyes!

Damn it!