Anyone with a little bit of common sense can see the gap!

Can also guess the clue! !

"Who the **** are you? Why did you come to the Yan family?"

Jin Lin shook off Liao Feng fiercely, and turned his eyes to Ling Luoyu and Dingmiao.

"It's not your Mo Family... did it?"

"Do you think the Mohist family will do something extra?" Dingmiao turned his gaze back, his eyes cold, unmoved.

"that is you"

Yan Feiyun turned his fingers and pointed at Ling Luoyu instantly, gritting his teeth fiercely.

"You insist on letting my sister choose by herself, why? Do you just believe that my sister will choose this man...Who is he?"

"How would I know about your family?" Ling Luoyu smiled and said, "Besides, your sister hasn't chosen yet. How do you know that she will definitely choose this person?"

"you"

"If you don't want to bet, then assume that I haven't said anything before!"

Now that the arrow is on the line, how can it be assumed that nothing has happened.

Jin Lin pressed Yan Feiyun's hand and motioned him to step back.

"Ziyue..."

Two steps forward, he gently brushed Yan Ziyue's arm, whispering in his ear.

"This is a game, you don't need to care too much, choose which one you want!"

With that said, he deliberately retreated Yan Ziyue to Dingmiao.

But Dingmiao was shocked and retreated again, standing side by side with Liao Feng.

"Miss Ziyue, it doesn't matter, whoever you want to choose..."

"That..." Yan Ziyue bit her lip lightly, her eyes wandering.

After a long while, he slowly raised his hand.

The eyes of everyone condensed on her fingertips instantly.

"he!"

Point your fingertips to the tip of a person's nose.

Yan Feiyun and Jin Lin took a breath at the same time, and looked at each other incredible.

"sister"

"Ziyue..."

Although they were psychologically prepared, when Yan Ziyue actually appointed that person, the two were still shocked.

"It really is him!"

"how come?"

In Liao Feng's eyes, there were tears in the blink of an eye.

Uncontrollably, he stepped forward two steps and stood in front of Yan Ziyue.

"Ziyue..."

Dingmiao raised his brows and looked at Ling Luoyu playfully.

Among them, there really is something tricky!

He just said, how dare she set up this gambling game with the marriage of the Mo family and the Yan family.

Everyone had different thoughts, but Yan Ziyue blinked a pair of innocent eyes

"I did not mean"

She backed away again and again and drew a safe distance from Liao Feng.

"I chose you because I don't want to embarrass the messenger..."

Dingmiao: "..."

what's the situation?

Why did you choose that man?

Liao Feng's face instantly sank: "You...what did you say?"

"I chose the messenger, and if the good people know about it, maybe we will really get us together... And now, the Mo family is going to be in an alliance with the Yan family. That's a sin, so, in order not to embarrass the messenger, I chose you, you... won't you misunderstand?

Liao Feng: "..."

You are so clear, what else is he misunderstanding?

Moreover--

"Miss Ziyue is serious, I... I am a slave, Liao Feng, even if it is a misunderstanding..."

There is no right to misunderstand! !

He took two steps back sadly, smiled dryly, and turned to Ling Luoyu.

"This... is it a win?"