Chapter 650: Intentional humiliation

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Fang Yan heard the words, the light flashed, and the line of sight patrolled Yan Haotian’s scarred face.
The corner of the mouth pulled out an arc of unknown meaning, and then reached out to Yan Haotian: "I heard of you, is the young master of the Yan family who was dating from Haidang? But I remember that Yan family seems to have encountered an accident, I thought Yan brother also Already passed away, I didn’t expect to survive. I don’t know how Yan Xiong escaped. How was this time?

Yan Hao looked at his outstretched hand with a blank expression, but did not go to him, but silently took the hand held by the sea otter back.
Feng Haiyan worried about the mother's condition and quickly asked, "Sister, what happened to my mother's illness?"
"Do not worry." Fang Wei smiled slightly, reached out and touched the wind and sea hair, and his movements and demeanor were unusually natural. "Your mother is just an ordinary worry, as long as you go back to see you, I believe her illness will be immediately Will be fine."
Feng Haiyan was relieved and turned to look at Yan Haotian: "Haotian, we will not return to the Valley of the Sun, do you accompany me to see my father and mother? I am worried about my mother's illness. Fortunately I have learned medicine with my lady now, and I believe that my mother’s illness will be cured."
Yan Haotian’s eyes have deep sorrow and low self-esteem. He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, those words were swallowed in the eyes of the wind and sea.
Fang Fang, who was on the side, saw this scene, narrowing his eyes and looking unpredictable.
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night.
Yan Haotian sat quietly in front of the candle, watching the beating flame, saying nothing.
At this moment, the door of the room hummed and was slowly pushed open.
Yan Haotian looked up and saw Fang Fang holding a folding fan and slowly walked in.
On the sight of Yan Haotian, Fang Yan revealed an unclear smile. "Yan Xiong seems to be not surprised at all. Will I come to you?"
Yan Hao looked at him with no expression, no words.
Fang Wei did not feel uncomfortable. He slowly closed the door and walked to the opposite side of him. "How can Yan brother not talk? Is it disdain to talk to me? Or... can't you talk?"
Yan Haotian tightened his lips and his eyes were sharp.
"Oh... I didn't expect that Yan brother really couldn't talk!" Fang Fang's hand folded the fan and looked like a regret: "I thought the rumors I heard were just rumors. I didn't expect it to be true."
"I heard that when Yan Jia fell, Yan brother did not die, but was abolished and repaired, cut off his tongue, sold to the Colosseum in the ghost city, as a slave for fun."
Fang Wei said, while shaking his head, "Yan Xiong was originally a proud son of heaven, a natural talent, a huge family background, and a beautiful and fianceous fiancee like Haishu, who was really awkward. I did not expect that it would become a company." I can’t talk about the waste. I want to be Yan Xiong. This kind of gap can’t be overwhelmed. I’m rather dead, and I’m never willing to live, when others’ playthings.

Yan Haotian’s hands on his side smashed into fists.
For a long while, he took the pen and wrote a few words on the paper. "What do you want to say?"
Fang Yan looked at the words on the paper, and smiled and smiled high. "Yan brother is a wise man, then there is something to say in the next."