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"Mingfengcao is the most delicate treasure in my family. As long as she is willing, she will inherit the title of count of the Wen family in the future and become a noble countess."

In front of Ming Fengcao, the gentle and pampered eyes disappeared completely, and Shaville was tilted with endless disdain: "And you, a poor boy with nothing, can you deceive the favor of my three women in a row with this handsome face? I advise you to be more aware and leave her by yourself, otherwise I have thousands of ways to make you disappear silently in this world!"

Shaville took a sip of the wine slowly and said lightly: "Understanding me, it will be your biggest mistake."

"You are too arrogant!" Julian was furious.

"I don't think it." Shaville said: "I used to be, now, and in the future I will be the most suitable and only man, and this will never be changed by anyone."

A murderous intent flashed through Julian's gray eyes, but he couldn't help but start thinking about where the confidence of the person in front of him came from?

Julien is nearly 1.9 meters tall and has a strong physique. Although he really loves art and likes to travel and draw around in a casual and long way, he still has a heavy and noble aura that only those who are in high positions have for many years. With just one look, many people can't even raise their heads.

Unfortunately, Shaville is definitely not the one he can convince.

No matter how Julian applied pressure, Shaville just stood straight with a wine glass, his eyes calm and deep, and his momentum was restrained without any expression.

If Julian's momentum is like a vast river, Shavir is like a large rock in the center of the river, silent and no one can see how its foundation is firmly established in the earth and penetrates thousands of miles.

Julien didn't hear his parents mention that Shavir is a powerful psychic, B-level peak, or higher. But how is this possible?

Among the psychics around the world, the largest base is an e-level psychic who is like Qiao, with only extremely thin power in his body. The stronger the person, the rarer it is, and the more the pyramid is, the sharper it is. This is an inevitable state.

This Shaville is just a teenager in his teens. If he is really a master of that level, how could he be unknown in the spiritual world?

The boy has the greatest aura. If he really becomes such a powerful psychic, how could he resist being tacitly known to the public?

It can be seen that this young man of unknown origin has deceived everyone in their family in some way, and he was able to get in with their family for free and get the joy of Mingfengcao. This situation must not be allowed to continue!

"Well, two gentlemen, what are you doing?" Ming Fengcao was soft and sweet, and a cheerful voice came from one end of the corridor, immediately breaking the almost suffocating situation between the two men.

Yu Lian looked at the calmness on the boy's face in disgust and was replaced by an absolutely gentle expression. He turned around and opened his hands to catch the delicate body of his favorite niece.

But his disgust did not show any trace in front of Ming Fengcao, but said with a smile: "Cao'er hasn't played chess with his uncle for a long time. Has the chess power declined a lot now?"

Ming Fengcao immediately pouted in dissatisfaction: "How could it be that, I have been playing Go well, although I have been so busy that I have no time to play it in the past six months..."

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"Mingfengcao is the most delicate treasure in my family. As long as she is willing, she will inherit the title of count of the Wen family in the future and become a noble countess."

In front of Ming Fengcao, the gentle and pampered eyes disappeared completely, and Shaville was tilted with endless disdain: "And you, a poor boy with nothing, can you deceive the favor of my three women in a row with this handsome face? I advise you to be more aware and leave her by yourself, otherwise I have thousands of ways to make you disappear silently in this world!"

Shaville took a sip of the wine slowly and said lightly: "Understanding me, it will be your biggest mistake."

"You are too arrogant!" Julian was furious.

"I don't think it." Shaville said: "I used to be, now, and in the future I will be the most suitable and only man, and this will never be changed by anyone."

A murderous intent flashed through Julian's gray eyes, but he couldn't help but start thinking about where the confidence of the person in front of him came from?

Julien is nearly 1.9 meters tall and has a strong physique. Although he really loves art and likes to travel and draw around in a casual and long way, he still has a heavy and noble aura that only those who are in high positions have for many years. With just one look, many people can't even raise their heads.

Unfortunately, Shaville is definitely not the one he can convince.

No matter how Julian applied pressure, Shaville just stood straight with a wine glass, his eyes calm and deep, and his momentum was restrained without any expression.

If Julian's momentum is like a vast river, Shavir is like a large rock in the center of the river, silent and no one can see how its foundation is firmly established in the earth and penetrates thousands of miles.

Julien didn't hear his parents mention that Shavir is a powerful psychic, B-level peak, or higher. But how is this possible?

Among the psychics around the world, the largest base is an e-level psychic who is like Qiao, with only extremely thin power in his body. The stronger the person, the rarer it is, and the more the pyramid is, the sharper it is. This is an inevitable state.

This Shaville is just a teenager in his teens. If he is really a master of that level, how could he be unknown in the spiritual world?

The boy has the greatest aura. If he really becomes such a powerful psychic, how could he resist being tacitly known to the public?

It can be seen that this young man of unknown origin has deceived everyone in their family in some way, and he was able to get in with their family for free and get the joy of Mingfengcao. This situation must not be allowed to continue!

"Well, two gentlemen, what are you doing?" Ming Fengcao was soft and sweet, and a cheerful voice came from one end of the corridor, immediately breaking the almost suffocating situation between the two men.

Yu Lian looked at the calmness on the boy's face in disgust and was replaced by an absolutely gentle expression. He turned around and opened his hands to catch the delicate body of his favorite niece.

But his disgust did not show any trace in front of Ming Fengcao, but said with a smile: "Cao'er hasn't played chess with his uncle for a long time. Has the chess power declined a lot now?"
Chapter completed!