Chapter 952
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She slowly poured herself a cup of wine and took a sip. Then she smiled and said, "Because I already have a husband."
Qian Hongxiao and Qian Feng widened their eyes.
Mu Yan doesn't give them the slightest buffer time, continuing: "I not only have a husband, I also have a five-year-old son. I don't plan to change my husband for the time being. "
"Impossible!" Qian Hongxiao abruptly comes back to his senses, his complexion unsightly as he says, "Jun Muyan, I know that because of what happened before, you have a prejudice against me. But you don't have to say such things just to take revenge on me and ruin your reputation! "
No matter how he looked at it, the young lady before him couldn't possibly be more than twenty years old.
In the Cultivation Continent, cultivators generally have a long lifespan.
Those under the age of 25 were equivalent to immature boys and girls.
Jun Muyan actually said that she was already married, and even her child was five years old. How could Qian Hongxiao believe her?
Muyan sneers. See, she knew that no one would believe her if she told the truth.
She shrugged and stood up casually. "It's fine if you don't believe me. Whether you believe me or not has nothing to do with me. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. "
After saying that, he stood up and prepared to leave.
"You are not allowed to leave!" Qian Hongxiao blocks in front of Muyan with an ashen face, his eyes revealing a tyrannical and ominous glint, "If you don't make things clear today, don't even think about leaving. Don't tell me you think that I'll let you off just because you're already married and have a child? "
Mu Yan looks at Qian Hongxiao, then at Qian Feng.
She saw that Qian Feng was already standing on the path that she had to pass if she wanted to leave. A terrifying pressure was emanating from his body, and it was obvious that he would not let her leave.
As expected, there was no such thing as a good feast.
Muyan's gaze slightly congeals. She sits back down on her seat and sneers: "Then what do you want?"
Qian Hongxiao looked down at her, his tone indescribably arrogant and rude. "I'll be frank with you! This Young Master has taken a fancy to you and wants you to become my Dao companion. This young master has taken a liking to you, and not to make you a concubine, but to make you my dao companion. That is your good fortune. "
"You'll have to agree whether you agree or disagree. Don't try to fool this young master with some nonsense about having a husband and a son. Do you really think this Young Master is a fool to believe you? "
Mu Yan sighs softly, "Do you really want to hear the truth?"
Qian Hongxiao chuckled, feeling even more pleased with himself. "Now you know fear? Tell me, what is the truth? "
"The truth is, even if I didn't have a husband, I wouldn't agree. You want this young lady to marry someone like you? I think it's better for you to daydream! "
"What did you say?!"
Muyan chuckles: "What, did I say something wrong? In terms of appearance, talent, and strength, which part of you is worthy of my attention? Or are you saying that you can defeat me with your strength? "
"Ah, a level five Inedia can't even beat me, a level one Inedia, if he isn't an idiot then what is he?"
"You want me to marry you? A toad lusting after a swan's flesh?"
Mu Yan doesn't feel the slightest bit of psychological burden comparing herself to swan meat and Qian Hongxiao to a toad.
On account of the Li Fire Sect, she wanted to leave some face for the uncle and nephew.
But since the uncle and nephew didn't want to save face, she didn't dare to be polite.
Qian Hongxiao was so angry that he nearly vomited blood.
But he couldn't refute a single word that Muyan said.
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