Yan Yan was originally a girl, and this Yan Ge randomly found a fake Yan Yan, even if all the evidence can be matched, but one thing is enough to prove that the Yan brought by this Yan Ge is false.
Because, Yanyan has always been a girl since birth "She's not words. ” Yan Yan Qi didn't speak, only to see the fake Yan Yan wave his hand towards Yan Ge, and then walked towards the stage, his gestures were full of aristocratic elegance, which was the opposite of Yan Yan Qi.
Yan Yan Qi is arrogant and handsome, and he is an evil demon.
But it doesn't make people feel very girly.
Qiao Bei clenched the goblet in his hand and looked at it coldly, Old Man Qiao wanted to stand up and say something, but then was held down by Qiao Bei, "Old man, I can't stand up now, Yange must have thought about all the back roads."
Let's take a look at what this false statement is about.
If it's too much to wait a while, I don't need you to say it, I'll just go up and shoot him. ” Bo Qichen wanted to step forward, Yan Yanqi raised his eyes to look over, nodded and smiled at him, and the two looked at each other in the air, communicating with their eyes.
Yan Yanqi signaled to him to rest assured, not to worry about her.
Bo Qichen knew that Yan Yanqi had a gun on his body, so he hesitated for a moment and did not move.
"Hello."
The fake Yan Yan was very friendly and stretched out his hand towards Yan Yan Qi.
All the cameras were focused on the two of them, and Yan Yanqi smiled and stretched out his hand to shake him.
Both of them had faint smiles on their faces, but their hearts were not as they seemed to be.
Holding their hands together, the two of them let go in less than two seconds.
He spoke, his voice faint, without great ups and downs: "You are fake, I am real." ” "Are you emphasizing to yourself that you really know it in your heart."
Yan Yanqi put his hands in his pockets and raised his eyebrows and smiled.
Suddenly, the fake Yan Yan leaned down, approached Yan Yanqi's ear, and said in a voice that two people could hear, "The three of them are in my hands."
In the Yan family's villa on the outskirts of the city, your mother lived in that place.
However, " Yan Yanqi's dark eyes sank, "How?"
"zhàdàn there are still twenty-seven minutes and forty-three seconds to bàozhà" The hand on his side clenched: "Heh, this is what you call a good show" "It's too late for you to get past now."
"Say you're fake, maybe I can make zhàdàn pause for five minutes."
As he spoke, he gently lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing a remote control.
Yan Yanqi pursed his lips, watched him get up, and then handed her the microphone, smiling bewitchingly.
"I'm sorry, for so long, I did lie to everyone, I am Yan Yanqi, not the so-called little master of the Yan family."
After speaking, Yan Yanqi threw the microphone to him, and then supported the edge of the stage with one hand and jumped down.
Yan Yanqi strode outside, and when he passed by the girl, his footsteps paused slightly, and in the next second, the girl's hand was pressed on Yan Yanqi's shoulder.
Yan Yan Qi stopped and looked over, only to hear the girl's faint voice: "You may not know yet, what is the true identity of this Yan Yan Qi, she is famous" With a "bang", Yan Yanqi pulled out his gun mercilessly.
Her shot was so fast that the camera didn't even see what she was holding in her hand, and she had already retracted the gun to her waist
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