This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

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Acting or something, he's had enough, so he doesn't have time to play with Yang Yifan a few people now.

“Go away, or it will be you who will lose.” Night's Evening Dawn was faint.

“Poohaha, Night Xuan, haven't you realized the reality yet? You're no longer the Young Master, and I'm not mistaken. Your father's been arrested at the police station, right? Hahahahaha...”

Yang Yifen laughed with a few others in his belly. In his view, this was the reason to calm down at night.

“Security, blow these people away!” Night Xuan waved directly to the guard road not far away.

“What are you doing, I am the Young Master of the Yang family, please think clearly, this man is no longer your prince, his father has been taken away by the police, and I have the Young family behind me, are you upset? ”

Yang Yifen raised his head arrogantly and shouted at the security guard.

“Really? Young Master Yang really cares about Night One. ”

Seeing that the Night Xuan morning had not come, Yuan Zhong and Cheng Yalin came back to see it, and Yang Yifan's words, they also listened clearly.

After seeing Night Far Trung, Yang Yifan was stunned and then looked like a ghost: “You... you..."

"Young Master Yang was also asked to go back and tell him that Grandpa Yang cared so much about Night One and so much about Night's Group. I will thank him very much for this. ”

Yang Yifan can't say anything anymore, how can it be like this? Shouldn't Yuan Chung have been taken?

At this point, the latest news stories began to be broadcast on an oversized display outside the Night's Square.

“According to this reporter, just now, the Nightclub announced the expulsion of its deputy general manager, Nightclub Sung, from the Nightclub and held them accountable for a range of legal acts…”

Listen to the moderator's explanation of the standard, Yang Yifan's smile gradually vanishes and his face slowly becomes ugly.

Night Yuanzhong smiled: “Although we have always had a friendly relationship with the Yang Clan, Young Master Yang's shouting in front of our Night Clan is not a good influence. ”

Just after that, Wu Liu and several security guards bombed Yang Yifan out of the Night's Group's area of occupation.

Night Xuan shrugged his shoulders against Ling Tian, "You see, these people don't listen. ”

A slight picking of the corners of the sky's eyes is kind of in favor of the Night Xuan Morning.

“Anyway, you're fine today. How about coming home with me? Didn't my mom say she wanted to buy you dinner? ”

He wrapped his hand around Lingtian's arm and asked in a low voice in the morning.

Ling Tian: “Are you sure your mother is in the mood to buy me dinner now? ”

“...” Night Xuan Jingu: “Can't I invite you? ”

“Okay.”

Returning to the Night Home, the first thing Night Yuanzhong did was call Night Xuan to the study.

This matter was anticipated in the evening.

Night Yuanzhong looked at Night Xuan in the morning, and some trance came to him: “Are you... really my son? ”

Probably, he had already heard from Wang Yingkou, so he was very surprised.

He has been reflecting on his journey back. Is he too little concerned about his son? So he doesn't know anything about Night's Evening?

To be honest, after Night Yuan Zhong asked that statement, Night Xuan morning was frightened. After all, he really is not the son of Night Yuan Zhong...

“I'm not, that night Sung is? ”

Pulling the chair beside him, Night Xuan sat on his ass in the morning, then curled Jiro's leg and hung himself as an opening.