Chapter XXIV Differential Treatment

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Lin Yue's helpless voice came from her mobile phone, just listening to her voice, people could imagine the scene of a small girl grabbing her hair irritably, pacing back and forth in the room.

Imagining Lin Yue's expression now, Zheng Yan couldn't help but be silent, and finally managed to keep his voice in a normal tone, not letting Lin Yue hear it: "It's not just because I agreed...... Don't you want to know what kind of bad relationship there is between that woman and my father?"

Lin Yue was silent for a moment, and said faintly: "I don't know why, I suddenly began to sympathize with Uncle Zheng." Say, how long do you want to see your uncle being punished by his aunt for kneeling on the washboard because of his black history?"

Zheng Yan, who was seen through his thoughts, coughed dryly: "It's nothing." When I agreed to this offer, I didn't know that she had a relationship with my father. ”

Yes, it's just that after you know, you'll start to dig up your father's black history and try to trick him when the family is reunited.

Lin Yue rolled her eyes where Zheng Yan couldn't see, and no longer dwelled on this topic with him: "Is there really no problem? Listening to what you said, I feel that the other party has prepared some big move waiting for you to throw yourself into the net." ”

Zheng Yan raised his head, looked at the outline of the casino that had appeared at the end of his sight, and said slowly: "Ah Yue, in any other aspect, you are justified in worrying about me, but in matters like cultivation and fighting, there is no need. ”

His words seemed to contain some kind of strange contagion, Lin Yue was stunned for a moment, and all the words he wanted to say were blocked in his mouth for a while, and he couldn't make a sound.

It wasn't until she heard the busy sound of the phone that was cut off on the other side that she seemed to wake up suddenly, and weakly held her forehead and complained: "Where did he get his lost confidence......

Although she said this, she hesitated for a while, and actually really followed Zheng Yan's meaning and gave up her previous plan to meddle in this gamble.

After all, you have to be responsible for the decisions you make! Even if you say too much in the end and are slapped in the face, it will be your own death, and you will have to finish crying. I didn't get shaken because of unreliable big words, and I thought that guy might really be able to do something!

And Zheng Yan, who hung up the phone, had already walked to the door of the casino at this time.

The first thing he noticed was a tall, straight man standing in silence at the door of the casino.

A few days ago, when Zheng Yan pretended to leave from here and secretly used the magic power attached to the magic weapon to sneak back, he had seen this man. If he is not mistaken, he is the opponent that woman arranged for him today.

When he was hiding in the dark, Zheng Yan was concerned about the mysterious background of the woman, and he didn't know what hole cards she had, so in order to prevent exposure, he chose to restrain his breath with all his might, so that he didn't perceive more information except for hearing the conversation of the two people in the room.

It wasn't until today, in close contact, that he realized that this man had an indescribable temperament that made him stand at the door of this casino, but he was full of incongruity with everything here.

If you have to describe it, it's probably a pearl that rolls down to the dust, loses its brilliance, and mixes with a bunch of fish eyes, this kind of temperament that people can't help but feel pity and pity when they know it.

Zheng Yan looked at the taciturn man carefully, and the corners of his mouth were hooked thoughtfully.

What did the woman say about his father a few days ago?

"It's my only collection, after all, although I don't want it anymore"?

If this man is also a collector's item in her mouth, it seems to be able to explain the reason why he has this pearl-like dusty aura on him.

I just don't know if he did it voluntarily or as a last resort. If it's the former, forget it, if it's the latter......

Zheng Yan touched his chin and smiled meaningfully, and said before the man opposite couldn't help but want to check if there was anything dirty on his face: "I'm coming to an appointment, I don't know when the game will start?"

The taciturn man forcibly suppressed the doubts in his heart and made a gesture of "please": "The master ordered, wait for Mr. Zheng to be there, and you can start." ”

Zheng Yan followed him inside, chatting and asking, "What's your name?"

"......" seemed to feel strange, and the man who led the way glanced back at Zheng Yan. If his mental activity is embodied, it will probably be a barrage of "how can anyone have the heart to ask the name of an inconsequential passerby at such a time" that occupies his entire head.

Zheng Yan looked at him calmly, his face full of undisguised interest.

A few seconds later, the tall man took the lead in looking away, and silently continued to walk in front to lead the way, only intentionally or unintentionally slightly widening the distance between him and Zheng Yan.

From beginning to end, he didn't say a word to Zheng Yan again, and of course he didn't tell Zheng Yan what his name was.

To his surprise, the young man who had touched the ash nose was not only not embarrassed by his silent resistance, but walked a few quick steps to follow, and continued to talk to him with great interest.

"You don't look like a person from Qingshi, are you from out of town?"

"Although the population of each city is from different regions because of the previous order being broken, I see that your strength is not weak, why don't you try to go home?"

Etcetera.

The man who had been silent was Kim and felt that this young man was too noisy. It's really strange, obviously looking at his attitude of talking to his master a few days ago, he is a polite but very cold person.

If it weren't for the fact that the characteristics and aura in other aspects other than his personality matched the previous ones, he would have thought that this young man was not someone else's fake.

This conjecture, upon meeting his master, was ruthlessly shattered.

Zheng Yan, who was chattering to the point of annoyance along the way, suddenly restrained all the looks on his face when he saw the graceful beauty in red, and nodded at her coldly and reservedly: "I'm coming to the appointment." ”

The attitude perfectly coincided with what he had shown in front of the beauty in red three days ago.

Obviously, he also noticed the difference in Zheng Yan's attitude in front of himself and in front of others, and remembered that in the information he had collected before, Zheng Yan usually treated people quite gently, and the beauty in red slowly hooked the corners of her lips.

The posture is as beautiful as the epiphany of the petals that spread gracefully in the middle of the night.

"It's so sad. The jade white fingers of the red-clothed beauty tapped on the back of her hand, and she said slowly with a smile that could not see any trace of the word sad: "Little brother, if you are only so cold to your sister, do you think that you deliberately want to attract your sister's attention?"

Zheng Yan glanced at her nonchalantly.

"You're thinking too much. He said in a serious tone, "I only treat you differently because you happen to be the type of person I least like." ”