C47 (1/2)

The assassination attempt from last night had appeared, and regardless of whether Xu Xiangzu would continue to harm Yan Yun, he definitely did not dare to harm three women.

Why? Speaking in a larger way, the Xu Family and the Mo Family could not completely fall out with each other, this was not in accordance with their interests. In a smaller way, if Xu Xiangzu were to fight with Mo Yiwen, he was not confident.

Different from the Xu Family, the second generation Mo Family was short of people, Mo Yiwen had the most authority, the entire Mo Family was run by him, such a person, if you said that he did not have any tricks up his sleeve, even if Xu Xiangzu was beaten to death he would not believe it.

As for Xu Xiangzu, although he was in control of some of the businesses, his father, Xu Wei Guo, had not completely let go.

That was why Xu Xiangzu had scolded Mo Yiwen as an old cunning fox. It had nothing to do with age, what he said was power, Mo Yiwen was someone who truly held true power, he had the qualifications to negotiate with Xu Xiangzu's father.

In the morning, Mo Yiwen called Yan Yun. The content was simple, they did not need to bother about those small characters and immediately tried to link up with Mo Le. The Old Master Mo was waiting to hug his nephew.

With regards to Mo Yiwen's shocking words, Yan Yun was at a loss for words. He simply could not understand why Mo Yiwen would need his brother's help to send his sister out in a hurry.

But no matter what, the facts proved that three women was not in any great danger, and as for Yan Yun himself, he was even less in danger. If Xu Family dared to make a move on him, Yan Yun would not hesitate to drink more blood from his blade.

Killing a man in ten steps, never leaving a place a thousand miles away.

Of course, he knew that he would not be able to do it. He had his own mission, and was only trying to think of a way to deal with those people.

Ten years and one battle, how strong were those people ten years later? Yan Yun didn't have an answer in his heart, but he was faintly looking forward to seeing the blade covered in dust.

To Yan Yun, this was a very rare time, and he had always been enjoying it, so even though he was occasionally teased by the three women, he didn't feel displeased.

You have no hellish experience, how can you know that a life as flat as water is also a pleasure!

Furthermore, when the three women was toying with Yan Yun, he would view them as gamers too.

The preliminary auditions were not over yet, and up to today, there were only half that had yet to begin, there were still three more competitions that had yet to begin. Yan Yun was not worried at all, he felt that with his skills in the zither, he would be able to pass the trials easily, and the true highlight would be the finals.

The reason why Yan Yun came to the Peking University was to make use of this rare period of leisure, to completely make use of his dream of becoming a piano. Naturally, he would participate in this kind of competition, hoping that he could climb to the peak of art with his own zither arts.

After the third round of the preliminary auditions had ended, Yan Yun walked on the street and looked at the crowd of all kinds of people.

When autumn arrived, the girls who loved beauty took advantage of their time to walk on the streets in short skirts and shorts. Yan Yun enjoyed it to his heart's content.

He was not in a hurry to go back. As he walked, he saw the silhouette of a big building in his line of sight. On top of the building, there were four golden words: Bright Moon Tower.

Yan Yun looked at the big house, his mouth revealing a teasing smile, and walked towards a coffee shop opposite the big building.

Within the coffee shop, Yan Yun chose a seat close to the window and sat down, then he ordered a cup of Su Pa Mo coffee. This kind of coffee had an unforgettable sweetness in its bitterness, but of course, if one had a choice, Yan Yun would prefer to drink tea.