President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

In the hall of the Night Palace, Feng Yin and Leng Yan were sitting on the sofa waiting for Zhan Luming to finish his bath.

Fengyin's little uncle, Zhan Luming, lived abroad and rarely came back in his previous life. This time he came back suddenly. According to the time trajectory of his previous life, it happened that Zhan Luming had incurred love debts abroad. He should have gone to another city to hide, but he didn't know Why did you come to Fengyin in this life?

"Xiao Yinyin, I'm using your towel." Zhan Luming walked down while he was speaking, already wrapped in Fengyin's pink bath towel, his upper body was naked, his figure was thin and fleshy in clothes, and his hair was not dried. Casually draped over his shoulders, Zhan Luming looked like a dog after taking a bath.

"Use... let's do it. But put on your clothes first." After Feng Yin finished speaking, Leng Yan's face turned into charcoal.Hastily threw a new set of men's clothes to Zhan Luming.

Zhan Luming was still looking for his covered beggar's outfit, which was thrown away by Feng Yin long ago, so Zhan Luming had to put on the clothes prepared by Feng Yin.

"Young Master Leng, he is my mother's only younger brother. Although he is a bit weird, he has a good character."

When Feng Yin mentioned Zhan Luming, guilt flashed in his eyes.

During the time when she was imprisoned by Song Ziheng in the last life, her little uncle brought people to rescue her, but in the end, Song Ziheng's people drove her down a mountain stream without even a body.

Leng Yan snorted in his nose.If the other party wasn't her own uncle, would he still be standing here alive?
"Little uncle, did you have an accident abroad?" Feng Yin cut to the chase.

Zhan Luming's face darkened, rarely showing a serious expression.

"If you don't have a place to live, I'll book a hotel for you near here. I still have some savings, so you can use it first." Feng Yin said, and handed his bank card to Zhan Luming.

Zhan Luming reached out to take it, whoosh, the card was taken away by Leng Yan...

Zhan Luming's expression changed. He wanted to toss his hair proudly, but he forgot that he had just washed it and hadn't dried it. With a snap, the ends of his hair stuck to his face.

Xiao Qi: "..." It deserves it!
"Private money?" Leng Yan shook the bank card in his hand, questioning Feng Yin with cold eyes.

"This is... a part of the inheritance I left before I disposed of it." Feng Yin didn't tell the truth, and Leng Yan also knew that this was the money she earned from doing tasks.

"Little Yinyin..."

"Little uncle, can you call me by my full name?" Feng Yin looked at Zhan Luming, his face full of resistance to the word Xiao Yinyin.

Zhan Luming: "What's wrong with Xiao Yinyin?"

"By the way, don't change the subject yet! You haven't explained clearly, what is your relationship! What is he doing here?"

Zhan Luming lived abroad for a long time, and he didn't read the news and gossip. He was devoted to studying his work, so he didn't know where the Night Palace was or who Leng Yan was.

"You don't have to worry about it!" Leng Yan returned the card to Feng Yin, leaning forward, as if ready to see off the guest at any time.

"I'm her elder! Didn't you hear her call me little uncle?" Zhan Luming was very dissatisfied with the cold and arrogant Leng Yan.

"Elder? Heh... Are you sure it's not washing, cutting and blowing?" Leng Yan glanced at Zhan Luming in disgust. As soon as these words came out, Zhan Luming stood up suddenly, and his hair exploded instantly.

Feng Yin was also a little confused.

Leng Yan, who looks down on the common people from above, even knows how to wash, cut and blow?
Leng Yan certainly didn't know it before, but after Zhan Luming entered the door, he had already found out the eighteen generations of his ancestors.In his opinion, Zhan Luming is just a haircutter!Shit senior stylist!