As they signed, they grinned angrily: "Tyrant!!!!!!! Our hard-earned money, you are so fucking cruel to win!!!!!!!!! Too cruel!!!!!! !!!!"

"Swallowing so much money at once, aren't you afraid to kill you?!"

"Believe it or not, I exchanged all the money for buying stocks into black money in minutes, so that you will not only suffer lawsuits, but also leave a bad reputation forever?!"

"I'm rubbing it—"

"..."

"..."

……

Nan Juefeng and Wei Yutian chattered endlessly, cursing and cursing Mi Fan.

Anyway, no matter how much you scold, you don't feel relieved.

The two of them scolded for an unknown amount of time until their saliva dried up, but Yang Mufan was still sitting on the sofa resting happily.

Nan Juefeng and Wei Yutian knew clearly: In the eyes of Admire Fan, these curses are nothing to him, and they don't matter to him at all, and they won't cause any mistakes.

Nan Juefeng was really angry, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought of something, so he said loudly unceremoniously: "Second brother, I bless you, the little prince calls you uncle for life."

That's cruel enough, vicious enough, enough to provoke admiration Fan, right? !

Sure enough, at this point, Yang Mufan was stunned for three seconds, and his hair exploded. His eyes were red and gouged out Nan Juefeng, and then he struggled to squeeze out a sentence word by word from his throat: "Nan Juefeng, I always feel that you don't even want to keep the money to buy the coffin."

"..." Hearing these words, Nan Juefeng was immediately depressed.

He looked at the angry man speechlessly.

Seeing the strong murderous look in his eyes, he knew clearly: if he joked again, Yang Mufan would really make him lose even the money to buy the coffin.

So, Nan Juefeng hesitated for a while, then walked over with a smile on his face, sat down on the sofa beside him, and said in a low voice: "Second brother, big brother is joking with you, don't take it seriously?! Don't abuse me with such terrifying eyes Me, can I?! Don't worry, the little prince is your son, he will change his name to your father sooner or later, if he doesn't, Big Brother will definitely help you find a way to make him call him..."

While saying good things, Fushun admired Fan Blast's hair, while pouring a glass of Lafite and handing it over.

"Actually, second brother, it's not a difficult thing to ask little prince An'an to call you father instead, it's very, very simple, as long as..." Nan Juefeng said while raising his eyes to admire Fan Fan, it's nothing if he doesn't. When I glanced at it, I was terrified: there was a faint pink lip print on the collar of Fan Fan's snow-white shirt? !

At this time, Yang Mufan turned his head slightly, looking from his direction, he could see clearly.

However, if Yang Mifan sat upright and looked straight ahead, the lip marks on his clothes would be blocked by his neck and could not be seen at all.

When Nan Juefeng saw such a hidden lip print, he couldn't calm down anymore. After a while of exclamation, he asked directly: "Second brother, tell me the truth, whose is the woman's lip print on your collar?!"

If the lip print is on the turned collar or the neckline, it can be seen as some women left it intentionally.But this lip print, inside the collar, and in the center, clearly means: When getting along, the relationship is extremely close, so that the woman has the opportunity to stay.

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