Chapter 82: Past Wish

Style: Romance Author: The lawless Emperor XiangtianWords: 1758Update Time: 24/01/12 05:28:49
At this moment, a voice was heard outside the door: "Sir."

Zhenhuang walked in.

"Hey, isn't this our Lord Dragon? Why are you here again?"

"Lao Yang, you are so mean. You didn't even say a word to me when Lord Dragon came."

There was a black line on Xiangtian's forehead, and he said angrily: "Be more serious."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Zhenhuang curled his lips and immediately focused his attention on Lin Xiyan.

"Are you Lin Xiyan? You are indeed beautiful."

In a burst of sizing eyes, Zhenhuang almost saw Lin Xiyan thoroughly, which made me feel very awkward.

Because under this gaze, she seemed to be exposed to the air, with no secrets at all.

"Um...you know me?"

Lin Xiyan was curious about how the other party knew her name. She cast a puzzled look at Xiang Tian, ​​but Xiang Tian turned her head away.

Are you kidding? It's best to keep silent in this situation, lest Zhenhuang goes crazy and says something he shouldn't have said, and then he will be finished again.

"Of course, introduce yourself, Zhenhuang."

"Lin Xiyan."

Zhenhuang extended his hand in a friendly manner, and while Lin Xiyan was half-believing and doubtful, the two women shook hands, which was considered the first time they had met.

"Xiyan, you have to be careful about our Dragon Lord, he is not a good person." Zhenhuang whispered mysteriously, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not fade at all.

"Ah, is it true..."

Lin Xiyan looked at Xiang Tian suspiciously, as if she was asking something.

Zhenhuang didn't lower his voice deliberately, so Xiangtian could clearly hear that this girl was deliberately belittling him. He was very helpless.

"Of course, let me tell you, he used to be..."

The corner of Xiang Tian's mouth twitched. If Lin Xiyan wasn't here, he really wanted to rush up and spread this girl's ass.

"Old Yang, please take care of it." Xiang Tian signaled with his eyes.

"Ahem, Zhenhuang, you're here at the right time. Let's take Xiyan around first. It's rare for others to come and visit our war zone."

Xiang Tian originally thought that Lao Yang would save him, but these words intensified the situation and gave the two of them a chance to chat more privately. Therefore, Xiang Tian could only look at Zhenhuang with a grimace and begging for mercy.

I hope this girl will never reveal all the ridiculous things she did in the past, otherwise this aunt will be angry and she will be in trouble again when she goes back.

But Zhenhuang looked proud and chose to ignore it.

"Xi Yan, let's go out and talk."

Zhenhuang took Lin Xiyan's hand and walked out the door. When leaving, she didn't forget to turn her head and blink arrogantly towards the sky.

The room instantly became quiet, with only Mr. Yang and Xiang Tian left.

After a long silence, Mr. Yang spoke first: "Tell me about your plan to come back."

Xiang Tian had no choice but to say: "My wife and children are on the hot bed, let's return to a peaceful life."

"Really, but I see the unwillingness in your eyes."

Mr. Yang took a sip of the tea that had been left to dry, and then coughed twice.

"Drink more warm water. Why are you so careless?"

Xiang Tian was so frightened that he quickly ran over and patted him on the back, which made him look better.

Xiang Tian was really afraid that the old man would lose his temper all of a sudden.

"You brat, you still haven't told me the truth."

Yang Lao pushed Xiang Tian away, raised his head and took a few deep breaths before he relaxed a little.

"Hey, it's not a lie. I really think so. I can't live a busy life for half a lifetime and not be allowed to live in peace and quiet until old age." Xiang Tian sighed.

"You brat."

Mr. Yang couldn't laugh or cry. When did this kid have such a high consciousness? If he really wanted to live a peaceful life, he would not stop him and would even bless him happily.

Just now, he could also see the relationship between him and Lin Xiyan, and the love between them could not be faked.

He slowly took out a cigarette from the drawer and threw it to Xiang Tian.

"Hey, when did you stop giving up red pandas?" Xiang Tian pretended to be surprised.

"Those little guys don't allow me to smoke. I happen to be too old. I might as well quit smoking. Maybe I can live a few more years."

Mr. Yang said calmly and changed the topic back: "Tell me what you think."

Xiang Tian suppressed the smile on his face and became serious, but at the same time, a look of loneliness began to appear in his eyes.

"I have been living abroad in the past few years and have traveled to many places."

"Maybe the environment in foreign countries is chaotic, with street fights, gang wars, and shootings happening one after another. They are regarded as external disasters."

Listening to Xiang Tian's summary, Mr. Yang nodded in agreement and continued to listen to Xiang Tian's way.

"With the development of China over the past few decades, we have made rapid progress, and many foreigners have even taken the initiative to move to our country. This shows that in the minds of many people, China is stable and peaceful, and it is a country where the country is peaceful and the people are suitable for survival."

"But, is this really the case?" Xiang Tian asked back, the determination in his eyes clearly visible.

"Go on." Mr. Yang was as calm as water, with no emotion on his face.

"The original concept of Longting was to protect China and maintain order. However, during our tenure, we saw too many injustices and injustices."

"Why do some people endure humiliation but dare not speak out in anger? Why do some people suffer injustice but still have to welcome it with a smile..."

"We have been to countless cities. The local wealthy people covered the sky with their hands, while government officials turned a blind eye and protected each other. How many cases occurred every day, and they abused their private power and suppressed them."

"Even if we claim that everyone is equal all day long, the natural distinction between three, six and nine is unavoidable."

"Poor, rich, poor, power has deeply imprisoned so many people."