The master frowned and looked at Mu Tong, who looked delighted, and the man next to her who was looking at him meaningfully.
Mu Yan stood there blankly and said nothing.
He looked at Mu Yan standing there silently, not responding to his invitation.
Feng Xiaoling smiled and asked, "Or should I say, the young master did not come here just to drink and have fun."
Calmly regaining his consciousness, he gently opened the folding fan and let go of the beauty in his arms.
Mu Yan gave a calm and evil smile, which made the man looking at him stunned.
"I didn't come to this land of fireworks to have fun.
Could it be that I came here just to buy fireworks?
In order to thank you for your kindness, Mu thanked you in advance."
The dark eyes flashed, and Mu Yan followed Mu Tong and her master with complicated thoughts.
There were so many people in Zuimeng Tower, and she was not stupid enough to believe that Mu Tong's master was real.
It was just a coincidence that he saw them as soon as they entered the door.
And the smell on him seemed inexplicably familiar.
Walking along the stairs to the private room on the second floor, the extraordinary appearance of the three people frequently attracted attention along the way.
Stepping into the room, a faint scent of sandalwood hits you.
Mu Yan paused unconsciously when he looked at the man who was sitting on the chair first and raised his eyes to meet his own.
Smiling slightly, Fuyi sat aside, watching Mu Tong pulling the man's sleeves affectionately and chatting happily with him, a trace of worry that was not easily noticed flashed through his eyes.
"Yan'er."
A deep voice sounded in the room, making Mu Yan have to look up at the man calling his name.
"It's been so long, don't you have anything to say to me?"
What did she say?
Is there anything she should say to him?
She glanced at the man in confusion, and then at Mu Tong beside him.
Mu Yan shook his head hesitantly.
"Master."
Biting her lower lip, Mu Tong shook her head gloomily and looked at Feng Xiaoling gloomily, "Sister, she has lost her memory, so she can't remember the past things."
Amnesia suddenly opened her eyes wide, and looking at Mu Yan's confused expression, Feng Xiaoling reluctantly accepted this fact.
Silently clenching his fists, bloodthirsty murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he uttered a few words coldly, making Mu Yan couldn't help but frown.
"It was Xia Yifeng who did it" "What's in the past is in the past."
Glancing at Mu Tong who was about to speak, Mu Yan spoke first and blocked her mouth.
"It doesn't make much sense to talk about the reason now."
Mu Yan took a sip from the tea cup in front of him and looked at the man opposite him with burning eyes, "right?"
"Madam, you're right."
Xia Yifeng's voice came from outside the door, making Mu Yan stunned, and Feng Xiaoling, who looked dissatisfied, narrowed his eyes.
When did he get here?
How come he didn't notice at all "In the past What happened is already in the past, and it’s boring to mention it again now.”
Lifting up the gauze curtain, Xia Yifeng walked up to Mu Yan with an evil smile, glanced at the three people in the room, and sat down on the bed next to Mu Yan calmly and naturally, "Xiao Ling, long time no see.”
Xia Yifeng looked at the angry man next to her with a squinted smile, and there was a hint of amusement in Xia Yifeng's pretty features.
Lying lazily on the bed, she looked particularly enchanting and handsome in a red brocade dress, with her long hair scattered freely around her body.
Her face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, her color is like the flowers of spring dawn, her temples are like a knife cut, her eyebrows are like ink paintings, and her eyes are like autumn waves.
The pure face and the pair of slender phoenix eyes are a perfect appearance.
Mu Yan couldn't help but stare blankly, unable to take his eyes back for a long time.
Just now he was dealing with the murder case on the street, and now he came here so quickly and even changed his clothes.
A tense atmosphere filled the room, and Mu Yan suddenly felt the killing intent between the two people.
His eyes kept moving between the two of them.
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Mu Yan didn't understand what kind of medicine Xia Yifeng was selling in this gourd: