Late at night that day, Yang Jian was awakened by a slight sound of footsteps.
With Yang Jian's calmness and calmness, he would naturally not be surprised by such trivial matters. Almost the moment the footsteps sounded, he had already determined that the other party was a master of national martial arts, and his strength was probably in the realm of Gangjin.
However, although Yang Jian discovered the invader, he did not attack.
He wanted to see what medicine this man sold in his gourd.
At the same time, he thought to himself: "It's not a person from Purgatory, right? It's so interesting. Knowing that the killer in the realm of Huajin can't beat me, he sent a more powerful killer of Gangjin. Does he want to assassinate me? Let me see
How strong is the killer in the Gangjin realm?"
In fact, the master of Gangjin realm who was fighting with Yang Jian for the first time was Mr. Yang.
At that time, Mr. Yang was cured by Yang Jian and had a breakthrough in his strength, so he had a few moves with Yang Jian.
However, it was a small fight at that time. Yang Jian didn't even really fight with Mr. Yang. How could he be satisfied? Now that he felt that a master of national martial arts at the Gangjin realm was getting closer and closer to him, Yang Jian couldn't help but look forward to it.
But at this moment, Yang Jian heard the man talking.
"Stupid brat, don't pretend to be asleep, get up quickly!"
Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, sat up straight, and couldn't help but yawn listlessly.
The expectation in his heart completely disappeared.
Because the moment this person spoke, Yang Jian had already heard his identity. He was Yang Dingbang, the cheap grandfather of Yang Jian. When Yang Jian sat up, he happened to see Yang Dingbang standing beside the bed with a kind smile on his face.
Yang Jian yawned again and expressed dissatisfaction, and said impatiently: "It's you, old man, do you know it's impolite to disturb others' sleep in the middle of the night? But I'm even more curious about why you arrived in the middle of the night.
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"Stop pretending to be confused."
Mr. Yang pretended to be angry and said, "I have sent someone to inform you to attend the recovery banquet? Why don't you go?"
Yang Jian lay down again and said lazily: "Old man, your so-called recovery banquet will be held tomorrow. The banquet has not officially begun yet. How do you know I won't go? Could it be that you have the ability to predict the future?"
Yang Jian said this, in fact, just a satirizing the mutual communication between Mr. Yang and Huangfu Qingyue.
Although they knew they had no malice, Yang Jian was still a little upset.
With Mr. Yang's shrewdness, naturally, he would not be unable to hear what Yang Jian meant.
But he didn't even blush his face and said with confidence: "I'll find a reason to let Huangfu Qingyue stay by your side and give you the opportunity to contact Li Mengxue. What's wrong? Old man, I'm still waiting to hug my great-grandson. Don't you, a stinky brat.
The dog bites Lu Dongbin."
"If I were to see Lu Dongbin, I would definitely beat him up."
Yang Jian was defeated by Mr. Yang's strong reason, so he simply got to the point: "What's the reason? Give me a reason to attend the banquet. If you don't even have a reason to convince me, you can take a shower and go to bed, don't disturb me to sleep."
"I knew you would say that long ago."
Mr. Yang seemed to have been waiting for Yang Jian's words for a long time, and said proudly: "The reason is that Li Mengxue will participate. Li Mengxue is a famous beauty in the sky in our capital. Those who covet her can circle the earth three times, and you can watch her.
Being harassed?"
Mr. Yang obviously had to eat Yang Jian, and at the end of his speech, he burst into laughter.
Yang Jian looked at Mr. Yang's old face and felt that he was particularly worthy of a beating at this moment.
But I have to admit that Mr. Yang’s reason is simply incomprehensible. Yang Jian thought for a while but couldn’t think of a reason to refuse. He is Yang Jian, a woman who has been eaten by him. How could he allow some flies to make trouble?
Yang Jian had no choice but to compromise.
“Where is the time for the recovery banquet?”
"Don't you already know? Tomorrow night."
"Okay, I get it, I'll go, you can go."
Yang Jian sent Old Master Yang away, then looked at the ceiling with his head resting and his hands, feeling very helpless.
It can be foreseen that many people will definitely find opportunities to humiliate him, a playboy. After all, some families that have already broken up with the Yang family will not be able to worry about anything. If they can slap Yang Jian in the face, the Yang family's face will be damaged.
This is very beneficial to them.
Although Yang Jian was not afraid of such a thing, he was too lazy to deal with troubles.
He said to himself: "If it weren't for Li Mengxue, I wouldn't have participated in such things. Being a man is so tiring."
Time passed quickly, and the next night, Yang Jian took a car to Mr. Yang's residence alone.
As for Huangfu Qingyue, he had already set out with Li Mengxue first.
When Yang Jian arrived at his destination, he saw that Mr. Yang's villa was full of luxury cars and the courtyard was crowded. It was estimated that celebrities from all walks of life had gathered here, and they were talking in their own small circles.
But after Yang Jian walked in, these people all looked over at each other.
There were mocking, curious, and disdainful eyes in their eyes, and Yang Jian could not give examples one by one.
As he walked into the room, Yang Jian thought to himself: "Anyway, everyone is here. If you have any blind eyes, come just to find trouble. I will let you see a new Yang Jian tonight!"
After entering the villa, Yang Jian swept around the house and saw Li Mengxue. Mr. Yang was entertaining various guests, and his cheap father was also among them. As for Huangfu Qingyue, he didn't know where he was hiding in the corner to protect Li Mengxue.
Yang Jian was not interested in socializing others, nor was he interested in saying compliments to anyone.
He sat in a corner with relatively few guests and silently observed Li Mengxue so that there would be no dating disciples approaching him. However, Yang Jian did not see the dating disciple who was approaching Li Mengxue, but instead saw a young man sneering towards him.
Yang Jian was so depressed now.
He thought to himself: "What's this really like? As a man, is my charm greater than Li Mengxue? Well, it would be fine if I attract a beautiful woman, but if I attract a man, what should I say
That's good?"
As the thoughts changed, the young man had already walked to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian glanced at him casually and found that the young man was about twenty-five years old, wearing a straight and neat dress, which was indeed awesome compared to Yang Jian. After all, Yang Jian did not take the banquet to heart and dressed very casually.
The young man said with a smile: "Hey, isn't this the famous Yang Jian? Why are you sitting here alone? Isn't it boring?"
In the four words "famous", the young man deliberately emphasized his tone.
It was obvious that this young man came to provoke. But Yang Jian stared at him for a long time and couldn't remember who he was. The memories that Yang Jian gave him only made Yang Jian feel that this young man had a familiar face. To be continued.