Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 2030: Beyond the narrative, each has nothing to do with each other

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Yan Xiaoyi said every word.

Patriarch Yan’s face became dark.

By the time her last word fell, Patriarch's face was as dark as charcoal.

He was tense, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly.

Obviously, he is trying his best to restrain his anger.

Yan Xiaoyi seemed to have never discovered it.

She continued to slap her hair.

Continuing to be lazy seems to be anything, and I don’t care about it.

Suddenly, Yan Xiaoyi raised her head and turned her gaze to the direction of Zhang Shi.

She curled her lips and smiled sweetly: "I have to do it once today while the Master of the History of Heaven is present.

I said that Xiaoyi had never enjoyed any affectionate love since childhood.

For a long time, I have been tortured by cold eyes and humiliation.

Now, I have already passed the age when I need the so-called love of my parents.

So... I talk to Xiaoyi, leave the Yanjia, and from now on, I don’t want to do with Yanjiahe! "

When this sentence is said.

The Yan Patriarch is completely angry.

"Yan Xiaoyi! You are my Yan Tianming's daughter! What you keep on your body is Yanjia's blood! Do you want to be clean?"

His eyes are full of anger, "Now that I see the Yanjia in trouble, I want to abandon the Yanjia? You, an ungrateful person, are not afraid of being struck by lightning?"

Yan Xiaoyi didn't bother to pay attention to Yan Patriarch.

She yawned and leaned in Qiao Jin's arms lazily: "Bitch Jin, I'm tired on the road. It looks like it's all right here. Let's go back to the old house first."

"Yan Xiaoyi!"

The master of the Yan family was furious: "I am your father! This is your mother! You don't even recognize your father and mother, do you still have humanity?!"

He roared and stared at Ye Qingluo: "You are not afraid of such a cold-blooded bitch. One day her cold-blooded will be used on you!"

"Never."

"Never."

Two voices, in unison.

Ye Qingluo and Yan Xiaoyi face each other, and they curl their lips tacitly, revealing a smile.

Yan Xiaoyi immediately turned to Yan Patriarch: "Not everyone is like you, and they don't understand what feelings are. Real feelings need to be exchanged with their own sincerity."

She had a meal, and smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly: "Forget it, telling you this, you won't understand it, it's just a waste of words."

Let's let the family members abuse me.

Yan Xiaoyi's expression has never changed more than half a minute.

It seems that I have already given up on this affection.

So, no matter what her family is, she can't stir up half of her inner fluctuation.

Looking at the back of Qiao Jin holding Yan Xiaoyi and walking towards the other end of the square.

Ye Qingluo Yanran curled her lips, and the Chaoyan Patriarch shook her head helplessly: "It seems that you really hurt Xiaoyi very deeply. Since Xiaoyi doesn't need you, then...what will happen to you, then Pray silently, the Upper Three Realms can punish you lightly."

"Need! Necessary! How could she not need us! We are her biological parents! The child is angry, and all she says is angry!" The Yan Patriarch's heart tightened and he said hurriedly.

Ye Qing Luo faintly smiled and shook his head: "If you treat her sincerely, then let her go. I promise you that I will give your points to Xiao Yi together with your points. All of us are hers. Dear ones."

After speaking, Ye Qingluo didn't look at Yan's family anymore.

Instead, he turned around and looked at the historian: "I won't bother you historians."

Zhang Shi looked at Ye Qingluo for a long while, and hesitated to ask, but in the end he couldn't ask.

He nodded slightly and waved his palm: "Go back!"