“No need to be polite.”

Hearing a slightly familiar voice, Song Yiran couldn't help but be stunned. He searched carefully in his mind, and a face suddenly appeared in her mind.

Xiao Lin? He actually attended this dinner! Could it be that Mu Zezhao wanted to go to QR Group and brought him here? Looking at the entire dinner venue, it seems that only QR is the most worthy of Mu Zezhao's efforts to please. After all, QR has a strong influence in the international arena.

"Mr. Xiao."

Hearing Mu Zezhao's passionate voice that made people get goosebumps, Song Yiran instantly confirmed his guess.

Well, it was indeed unexpected that she met Xiao Lin. However, with Xiao Lin here, she might get some convenience. After all, the two still have some intersections.

After making plans, Song Yiran looked at Xiao Lin with a bright smile on his face. Without waiting for Mu Zezhao to introduce himself, he spoke with a smile.

"Xiao Lin, long time no see."

Song Yiran did not call Mr. Xiao, but directly called Xiao Lin's name. This title instantly showed Song Yiran's weight in front of Xiao Lin. Thinking of the clues he found, Mu Zezhao was even more proud. Of course, he did not show this pride.

Because Xiao Lin has not made any statement yet.

Xiao Lin was still a little uncertain when he saw Song Yiran, but he came back to his senses after hearing the familiar voice.

The originally cold eyes suddenly had a little smile, and the expression was much softer: "What a coincidence, I could meet here."

Xiao Lin was obviously different to Song Yiran, which made Mu Zezhao feel ecstatic. He patiently felt excited in his chest, looked at Xiao Lin and then looked at Song Yiran in surprise.

"Mr. Xiao knows my Ranran?"

Only then did Xiao Lin notice that there was someone on the other side, and his eyes swept over lazily. Seeing Mu Zezhao with a smile on his face, he sneered in his heart, and his eyes instantly became cold. He naturally knew Mu Zezhao's identity, but he didn't know that he had a relationship with Song Yiran.

Mu Zezhao also knows how to guess his thoughts by looking at people's expressions. He knows that Xiao Lin doesn't know his relationship with Song Yiran. So Mu Zezhao takes the opportunity to please and deliberately disguise and pats Song Yiran's shoulder affectionately.

"Ranran is my niece. She has been away from the Mu family before. Now she has finally come back. I am afraid that she will feel so nervous at home, so I bring it out for some breath. Unexpectedly, Ranran and Xiao are always old friends."

"Xiao was also very surprised."

Xiao Mo said indifferently, and then he looked at Song Yiran. Mu Zezhao could naturally see that Xiao Lin was unwilling to pay attention to him. The old fox is naturally an old fox and is very conscious of the times.

"Ranran, since you and Xiao are old friends, then uncle won't disturb you from reminiscing about the past. Don't cause trouble, be careful."

Mu Zezhao seemed to have a kind explanation to his niece, but only two people understood the meaning. He was warning Song Yiran to make her feel more at ease. How could Song Yiran not understand, so he nodded obediently.

Seeing Mu Zezhao leave, Xiao Lin's attitude towards Song Yiran became even more reckless and relaxed.

"It's really my uncle and niece. Why do I feel that the relationship is not harmonious, and I'm even a little... tense?"

"Tsk tsk, Xiao Lin, your insight is still so perverted. Well, it's indeed my uncle. It's just that he is half-brother and... ambitious."

Song Yiran said with a smile on his face, but his eyes were sharp. Xiao Lin naturally understood what she meant, otherwise it wouldn't be Xiao Lin.

"Need help?"

"nonsense!"

Song Yiran still smiled cleverly, but she was not polite in what she said. Xiao Lin had long been used to Song Yiran's attitude and knew her temper. He would not be angry, but his eyes became more and more meaningful. He looked at Song Yiran with a smile, and his profound vision was very unhappy.

"Look at it again and you'll dig out your eyes!"

Song Yiran threatened him in anger, but Xiao Lin was unmoved.

"Is your uncle planning to let you climb my bed and develop the Mu family for him?"

“Isn’t this obvious?”

Song Yiran shrugged indifferently. Anyone like Xiao Lin can guess what the other party will do next if he makes a little extra move in front of him. Even though Mu Zezhao is much older than him, he cannot escape Xiao Lin's keen sight. He is all good friends and does not need to bend around the bush.

Naturally, Song Yiran was not polite to Xiao Lin at all.

"I didn't expect that the Jade-faced Killer would have a day in need of help."

Xiao Lin's half-joking and half-sarcastic tone attracted Song Yiran's unceremonious cold eyes again. He found it very interesting, as if he was teasing a kitten. This is Xiao Lin's evil taste, and Song Yiran knows it better than anyone else.

Of course, Song Yiran did not intend to let Xiao Lin have the upper hand all the time.

A cunning light flowed in his beautiful eyes, like a shrewd little fox.

"Tsk tsk, looking at someone who is so casual and comfortable, it seems that he has decided to give up my Xuetong. If I tell Xuetong this news, she will be so happy that she can't speak."

The rumors are spreading, and the Jade-faced killer has won the favor of Xiao Lin. But the fact is that Xiao Lin cares about Lin Xuetong, who has always been the real cold-faced one, and it has lasted for eleven years. It’s a pity that Lin Xuetong has always been afraid of Xiao Lin.

This man, who was terrified by both the white and the underworld, was trapped in the hands of a cold-faced killer and could never get up again. After a farce three years ago, Lin Xuetong completely blocked Xiao Lin out of her world. The two never met again, and it was a flash of three years.

No one knew about this, so Mu Zezhao thought Xiao Lin was still interested in Song.

If he knew the truth and knew that the partner he had flattered was about to help his niece kill him, Mu Zezhao would never bring Song Yiran to tonight's dinner.

It’s just a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world.

When Song Yiran mentioned Lin Xuetong, Xiao Lin's expression suddenly became stiff. The news in his eyes disappeared bit by bit, becoming inexplicably sad and deeply loved.

Tsk, it seems that I really love you miserably.

Song Yiran thought silently in her heart that although she was Lin Xuetong's friend, she couldn't understand what Lin Xuetong was thinking sometimes. Such a affectionate man loved her for ten years, so why didn't he warm up that ice man?

"What if you can't pretend to be so careless? Xuetong has never refused to see me. She eliminated me from her own world. I was sad, in dying of pain, but I couldn't get rid of it."

Xiao Lin admitted it simply and was open-minded and didn't care at all whether Song Yiran would laugh at him for being a man trapped by love. Anyway, he had been in the hands of Lin Xuetong for the rest of his life. If it weren't for the evidence of the incident that happened that year and he could not have whitewashed himself, he would have gone to find Lin Xuetong early.

In contrast, once he gets the evidence, he will definitely rush to Lin Xuetong without hesitation and keep her even if he uses a tie.

"So, keep working hard. I think Xuetong doesn't really hate you very much, otherwise she wouldn't have completely banned you because of the incident back then. It's because she cares that she gets angry. Do you understand this principle?"

Song Yiran raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Lin with a smile.

After hearing what she said, Xiao Lin's eyes were filled with smiles again.

"I should help you with this sentence just because of you! Tell me, what should I do?"

Xiao Lin was in a good mood, so even if Song Yiran asked him to shoot Mu Zezhao directly, he would never hesitate. Of course, Song Yiran could not do this.

Her eyes were full of calculating and cunning, and she was filled with vengeful thoughts.

"Pretend to cooperate with Mu Zezhao, and then destroy the Mu family that he cares most little by little. Oh, and, by the way, please contact Li Shaoyan for me."

"Li Shaoyan? The founder of Mingye?"

"Yes, it's him. He is my child's father, his biological father. Just tell him that I plan to attack the Mu family. By the way, let him hurry up and rescue the children. I will never forgive him if he dares to hurt a strand of hair."

"It's domineering enough."

Xiao Lin praised Song Yiran. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would even want to give the person in front of him a thumbs up.

The two had a great time talking, and Xiao Lin was even more gentle and considerate to Song, showing a man's appreciation for a woman to the fullest. Mu Zezhao, who had been observing secretly, was even more excited and couldn't hold on to himself, and wanted to rush over and let Xiao Lin take away his outer goddess.

Of course, he was also suspicious. He was also worried that Song Yiran and Xiao Lin were old acquaintances, so whether Xiao Lin would help Song Yiran leave.

But later Mu Zezhao felt relieved when he thought of the two children he was holding.

As long as he has Song Xiaomeng and Song Xiaobao in his hands, he doesn't worry that Song will still turn against him.

With arrogance and conceit, Mu Zezhao didn't know that things were no longer under his control. Seeing that the time was almost over, he slowly approached with a wine glass.

"Your dear uncle is here."

Xiao Lin curled his lips and said sarcastically. Song Yiran glared at him and approached him without saying a word. When Mu Zezhao was about to come, Xiao Lin instantly turned into a kind-hearted look, and even reached out to wrap his hand around Song Yiran's slender waist.

Mu Zezhao happened to see it and immediately smiled from ear to ear.

"Ranran, Mr. Xiao."

"Mr. Mu."

Seeing Mu Zezhao coming, Xiao Lin did not hesitate to take his arm away from Song Yiran's waist. Even his eyes were filled with a little more enthusiasm that he had not had just now. Mu Zezhao automatically made up these ideas that Xiao Lin fell in love with Song Yiran, so he changed his attitude towards himself.

It couldn't make him even more ecstatic.

"You young people are talking a lot, and they are getting hot now. We old men can't stand this kind of banquet after a while."

Although they were happy to see the development of the two, Mu Zezhao still knew how to play hard to get. The words were quite nice now. He clearly wanted to tell someone to leave but he didn't say it clearly to let the other party notice it.

Xiao Lin's smile on the corner of his lips was deeper, but there was a sharpness hidden in his eyes that no one could see.
Chapter completed!