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Zhou Wei was confused. In just a few minutes, he bought a house worth ten million and he could buy it if he said he wanted to buy it?

Before Zhou Wei could react, Lin Yan and his group had been taken to the villa on the top of the mountain, leaving only his hall in a mess.

An Ruxiao smiled and said, "I really didn't expect that A Yan would even have a day to use money to smash people."

"Brother, don't laugh at me!"

Several people went to the mountaintop villa with a smile and talked and laughed. Manager Wang introduced with a respectful look on his face: "Mr. Lin, this mountaintop villa is the best among all our properties.

"Not only can you overlook the entire Nanjiang City, but the air on the top of the mountain is excellent. The house is carefully designed by famous foreign designers and you can move in at any time."

After arriving at the mountaintop villa, it is a three-story villa with a modern and simple style.

Lin Yan smiled and said, "Wife, look, it's your favorite white!"

An Nanqing was also quite satisfied: "It's not bad, Wenwen, go quickly, pick a room you like, and have a brother. If you have nothing to do, stay here, so that our family will be considered complete."

An Ruxiao was in a very good mood. He hadn't been so happy for a long time. Since Nanqing was kicked out of An's house two years ago, he was the only one left.

At An's family, they have to face Xue Hongxia's sarcasm and deal with the suppression of the second and third rooms. Every day, they are walking on thin ice. Only when they are together can they feel the long-lost warmth.

After walking around, An Nanwen whispered: "Sister, is this house too big? It's a waste for the four of us to live in!"

"Wenwen, we are rich people now, so we have to live in the houses of rich people."

Lin Yan said with a smile.

Finally, An Nanwen chose a room facing south on the second floor, and An Ruxiao chose a large room on the first floor without hesitation.

The master bedroom on the third floor is extremely large, and there is also a floor-to-ceiling window where you can see the green forest, leaving two women to organize the room. An Ruxiao took Lin Yan to see the car with great enthusiasm.

As soon as we talked about the car, the two men were so excited that they talked about everything from brand to performance.

At An Ruxiao's suggestion, Lin Yan finally bought a car that was not very eye-catching and very practical, but the price was not cheap. The color was specially selected as An Nanqing's favorite white.

After An Ruxiao helped buy the car, he was busy with his own affairs. Lin Yan drove a low-key and luxurious car, and the rate of returning along the way was quite high.

No wonder so many rich people like to drive luxury cars. When they drive to a pedestrian street, they see a bunch of people gathering in front of them. Seeing that it was still early, they parked their cars on the side of the road.

I saw a man in his early forties holding his thighs tightly by a white-haired old man.

"Come on, come on, come on, hit someone, I've smashed my old bones!"

The white-haired old man cried and shouted, as if he had suffered a huge grievance.

The man with his legs held by him looked in his early forties and dressed well. He looked like a kind of gentle and elegant cultural person with crutches on his hands.

"No, oh, this old man, how could you swear by someone? You fell down, I kindly helped you!"

The man's expression was a little anxious, and sweat was already oozing from his forehead.

This is obviously a mess, with a bunch of people watching the fun next to him, and no one is willing to go up and cause this trouble.

Seeing that no one dared to step forward, the white-haired old man became even more arrogant: "Pay money, you should pay the money quickly, otherwise you won't want to leave."

The man stomped on a crutch, stomped hard, and then said, "Oh, I'm unlucky!"

Then you have to take out your wallet and prepare to pay.

Originally, Lin Yan didn't plan to meddle in other people's business, but his eyes suddenly lit up. The man with a crutch held a password box in his hand.

Lin Yan clearly saw that a strong golden light emitted from it, and such a strong light could be emitted through the password box. Lin Yan was very curious about what it was.

"Wait a moment!"

Lin Yan walked out of the crowd.

"Sir, if you give him money today, he will be even more arrogant in the future!"

The man hesitated for a moment and then took his wallet back.

The old man with white hair, seeing that the fat meat in his mouth was gone, he hugged his thighs even harder.

"You guys are bullying me, the old man, I won't live anymore!"

The man was so anxious that he was sweating profusely: "This, this, old man, you have to reason!"

Lin Yan sneered: "Old man, since you are so wronged, why don't I call the police for you! How about letting the police come to seek justice for you!



After hearing the police, the white-haired old man's face twitched unconsciously, and then he seemed to have not heard it.

Lin Yan immediately took out his cell phone: "Hey, is 110? Here is..."

Before he could finish his words, the white-haired old man ran like a rabbit and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

The man breathed a sigh of relief: "Little brother, thank you so much!"

Lin Yan waved his hand: "This kind of person who hits the car is so arrogant. He really should be dealt with properly."

The man looked at his watch, then handed over a business card and said to Lin Yan: "Little brother, I have something to do, I'll leave. This is my business card. I'll thank you if I have the chance!"

Lin Yan looked closely and found that he was a professor, Yang Wenchang, a professor in the Department of History of Zhongjing University.

"It's easy to say, Professor Yang, my name is Lin Yan."

After communicating his names, Yang Wenchang was about to leave with a crutch.

Lin Yan thought for a while and said, "Professor Yang, where are you going? It's very unsafe for you to do this. Why don't I give it to you?"

Yang Wenchang glanced at Lin Yan, and a hint of vigilance appeared in his eyes.

Lin Yan immediately explained: "Professor Yang, don't get me wrong! It's not safe to carry such expensive things!"

Yang Wenchang said nervously: "How do you know that I have something heavy on me!"

Lin Yan was a little amused and crying: "Professor Yang, I don't think you can't even carry such a large password box!"

Yang Wenchang subconsciously put the safe in his arms: "Thank you for your kindness. The person who picked me up will arrive soon, so I won't worry about you."

Well, this is treating yourself as a person who is uneasy.

Lin Yan smiled awkwardly: "Since that's the case, I'll leave first!"

As a result, after walking less than ten steps, Yang Wenchang shouted: "Hey, my box, someone is coming, come quickly, someone is snatching things!"

When Lin Yan turned around, he saw that Yang Wenchang's hands were empty and the box had been snatched away by an extremely short man.

Only Yang Wenchang was yelling in place.

Is this the legendary retribution?

Lin Yan originally didn't plan to meddle in other people's business, but when he turned his head, he saw Yang Wenchang looking at him begging.

Yang Wenchang is also a smart person. He knows that Lin Yan can help him now, but he was still disgusting him with bad intentions a second ago, but who knew that he would have to ask for help in the next second.
Chapter completed!
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