I want her!

  Lan Yimeng had come with Han Zexuan, although she didn't want to. Yan Aofeng was so terrifying that he was on the same level as Huang Shaojie in her eyes.

  She can stay as far away as she wants, how could she still go over and get poisoned?

  But Han Ze Xuan said that Yan Ao Feng had specially invited them, and if they didn't go, it would be a loss of face for him, and he would have an excuse to take action against them.

  So they had no choice but to come and attend his birthday party.

  Han Ze Xuan held Lan Yi Mo's hand and walked in front of Yan Ao Feng, handing over the gift and saying, "Yan Shao, happy birthday."

  Yan Ao Feng completely ignored the gift in his hand and only looked at Lan Yimeng.

  He smiled slyly, "If it's a gift, shouldn't it be on your right hand?"

  At this time, Han Ze Xuan was holding Lan Yi Mo's right hand and handing her a gift with his left.

  Yan Feng's words made Han Zexuan stiffen for a moment, and indeed his goal was still...

  Lan Yumou's expression was also bad.

  Although Yan Ao Feng's mouth was smiling, his eyes were sharp and piercing as he looked at Han Ze Yuan, "I think you should understand what I'm saying?"

  "Few words..." Han Ze Xuan grasped Lan Yimeng's hand tightly.

  He leaned in close to his ear and said, "Han Zexuan, unless you don't want to mix well in school, oh no, it's the whole UK. You know my abilities are great, so it's best to follow my intentions, understand?"

  Han Ze Xuan's face suddenly turned pale.

  His meaning is already very clear.

  If he doesn't obediently hand over the Blue Frost to Yan Ao Feng, then he can only leave England, or... be beaten to death by Yan Ao Feng.

  "Ze Xuān..."

  Lan was pulled by him and hurt, looking at him worriedly.

  Especially when seeing his face turn pale, it was clear that Yan Ao Feng must have said something to him.

  Are they going to let themselves be manipulated by Yan Feng at will?

  Just when Lan Yumo was despairing in his heart, a familiar voice suddenly cut in.

  "Oh, it's indeed Ze Xuan, I didn't expect you to know Yan Shao too."

  As soon as she heard this voice, Lan Yimeng stiffened.

  This demon is the one she fears most...

  But Han Zexuan suddenly shouted, "President!"

  The young master rarely nodded kindly to him, then turned his gaze to Yan Ao Feng and said with a hint of meaning, "Ze Xuan is my most capable assistant, don't bully him."

  Yan Ao Feng's face also turned cold from his previous smile.

  "Are you going to help him?" Yan Ao Feng said.

  He has been a long-time rival of Huang Shaojie, sometimes playing word games and sometimes speaking more directly.

  "What if I said yes?"

  Anyway, they have always been rivals.

  Yan Ao Feng was not someone who would be easily intimidated, especially when his opponent was still a young noble. He had even more fighting spirit now.

  "Then let's just wait and see!"

  She gave him a defiant glance and turned away with a swagger.

  Han Ze Xuan walked forward emotionally, "President, thank you for helping me!"

  The corner of Huang Shao's mouth curled up slightly, but his eyes swept over Lan Yimeng's body.

  "It's nothing." He left behind these two words and turned back into the banquet hall.

  Han Ze Xuan excitedly pulled Lan Yi Mo's hand and said, "See? I told you, as long as we have the president's help, we don't need to be afraid of Yan Ao Feng."

  He didn't notice Lan's terrified eyes.

  Half an hour later.

  Lan received a text message on her phone: Tonight at 9 o'clock, Sheng Huang Hotel, Room 3006.

  What will happen next? Hehe, I suppose everyone has already guessed it? Please look forward to it~~