Chapter 321
Inside the boxing ring, the inner, third and outer floors are full of people. Most of them are muscular men and big men who come to the competition for entertainment. There are also many rich men sitting in the VIP seats, drinking red wine in their goblets while admiring the competition. Contest.

Si Moai was almost squeezed out of breath by the people below, but Qi Yanyu kept rushing in.

"Hey!"

The dense crowd around blocked the view, and after a while, Qi Yanyu was no longer visible.

Si Love frowned, and immediately regretted that she shouldn't have listened to that girl fooling her into coming to such a ghostly place.

At this moment, a loud and pleasant voice came from my ear, "little girl, why are you here alone? This is not the place where you, a little girl, should come. Go, brother will take you home."

A tall black shadow came over, Si Moai thought she had met a pervert, she didn't turn her head back, she reacted quickly and kicked the opponent's ball with her foot.

"Ow—"

Following this scream of killing a pig, the handsome blond guy behind him clamped his legs and covered his crotch, his face was covered with bruises.

孽 孽!
Who did he provoke?

"Xiu, are you bullying the little girl again?" The sweet voice was as cold and deep as the dawn.

The crowd took the initiative to move out of the way. The young man was about 28 years old, wearing a national style gown with pine and bamboo printed on his body, and his temperament was as tough and powerful as green pine.

Standing beside him was Qi Yanyu, Qi Yanyu was much more irritable than him, she grabbed Rong Xiu's ear when she came up, "What did you want to do to my friend just now?"

The blue-eyed Rong Xiu covered his crotch with one hand, and shook desperately with the other, "I'm not! I don't! Don't talk nonsense!"

Why is he so unlucky?

Obviously out of good intentions, he wanted to send this little girl out, but someone picked out the dragon's egg. The pain has not been relieved yet, and he was wronged by the boss again!

He looked pitifully at the young man in long gown, "Boss, you have to trust me!"

Rong Que didn't even look at him, his eyes fell on Si Momo, for a moment, his eyes were a little dazed, and a strong sense of familiarity hit him.

Rong Que frowned slightly, "Miss, have we met somewhere?"

Qi Yanyu never expected that such a cold-tempered personality like Rong Que would say such old-fashioned flirtatious lines, and said with a speechless face, "Boss, you should read more books on emotional intelligence. Girls are not what you chase after. Besides, my friend is already married, and the child can crawl."

"I can walk." Si Love corrected.

"Yes, yes, yes! I can walk, I can talk, and I can make soy sauce!"

Rong Que shook his head, "You guys misunderstood, I really think this lady looks familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before."

When he was very young, he was so curious that he opened the secret room where his father kept his collection, and saw an oil painting hanging on the wall. The woman in the painting was as beautiful as a fairy.

He was obsessed with watching, and then sneaked into the secret room every day to copy the portraits of fairies.

One day, his father found him.

He thought his father would punish him, but he didn't expect that his father just held his hand and told the story of the portrait.

It was also at that time that the blank memory of his mother finally had a vivid impression in his mind.

And this girl's facial features are [-]% similar to her mother's!
Wanting to understand this, a look of astonishment flashed across Rong Que's cold face like pine and bamboo.

Is it a coincidence?

Why does this young girl, who has never met before, resemble her mother so much?
Compared to Rong Que's astonishment, Si Moai didn't take it seriously. After all, she used to be Mrs. Zhan, who was very popular among the people. Although during this time, Zhan Qingxiao had withdrawn all the posts related to her on the Internet, but the Internet is still very popular. There is a memory, and it is normal for this gentleman to have an impression of himself.

"Qiqi, this is the friend I want to introduce to you, Rong Que, the No. 18 successor of Jingwu Dao, this careless yellow-haired foreigner, is his senior brother and also my senior brother." Qi Yanyu was the only one who knew both of them. The middleman, in order to warm up the scene, rarely regained some seriousness, "I see that you are very skilled, are you interested in being my little junior sister?"

"Forehead……"

Si Love finally understood Qi Yanyu's purpose for pulling her to the underground boxing gym.

She has heard of the reputation of "Jing Wu Dao". It is said that the 70s and [-]s were its heyday, and everyone respected it at that time.

But 20 years ago, the Rong family fell from the top.

Although it is no longer brilliant, it is still a top-level family. It is not enough to recruit a disciple, but it is also like a pyramid scheme leader who recruits people into his group.
Si Love shook her head resolutely and refused, "I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want to join you, it's just that the family education is relatively strict, and my husband may not agree with me learning this."

"Qiqi, are you so afraid of Master Xiao?"

Qi Yanyu didn't expect that she would be rejected even after she tricked people into the Jing Wu Dao underground boxing gym, and she was immediately disappointed.

Si Moai didn't know how to answer for a while, between husband and wife, how can there be fear?
Rong Que is obviously more casual, and said gently, "It's okay, our place is actually just an entertainment place, most of the people who come here are rough men, it's really not suitable for a girl like you."

The rugged man Qi Yan said: "???"

In order to make Si Love feel comfortable, Rong Que actually ordered his subordinates to open a private room on the second floor.

"Miss Si, this private room has the best angle of view to watch a boxing match. In the future, if you are under pressure from studying and want to relax, you can come to my place." Rong Que has an inexplicable affection for Si Moai, perhaps because this girl looks like him. An unknown mother.

He now doubts whether his parents gave him a younger sister and left him behind.

"Brother Rong Que!"

A voice like a yellow warbler sounded, and under the crowded boxing ring, Zhan Fu raised her skirt and walked towards the private room on the second floor, accompanied by her brother Zhan Fei.

As the third largest family in Yunzhou, the Zhan family is engaged in ore mining, and often has disputes with companies from various countries in the Golden Triangle and rainforest areas for grabbing goods. In this case, a family with great prestige in the gray area is needed as a backing.

It just so happened that the Rong family was the backing of the Zhan family.

Zhanfu has known Rong Que for five or six years. The arrogant and domineering young lady, only after seeing this cool and handsome man like pine and bamboo, can she restrain her airs and become gentle and pleasant.

However, when she saw the two women sitting in the exclusive private room on the second floor of the boxing ring, the smile on her face disappeared immediately.

"Si Love? Why are you here?"

Qi Yanyu pursed her lips and poured a cup of tea for Si Moai. The celadon tea cup was warm and moist, just like Rong Que himself.

Zhan Fu's eyes were stung by the familiar cup. This set of tea set was given to Brother Rong Que by herself, how could these two lowly women be defiled?

She suddenly pulled out a soft whip from her waist, and whipped it towards Qi Yanyu without saying a word.

Fortunately, Qi Yanyu's reaction was quick, she turned over and jumped to the private seat on the other side, without a drop of tea in her hand.

There was only a "pa", and the soft whip hit the table, smashing the fruit plate and the tea set on the table to pieces.

(End of this chapter)

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