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Su Yang could guess who the "old friend" Zhao Feng was talking about. It was definitely Xu Yanqing's first boyfriend, Qiao Yang.

However, he really wasn't looking forward to this kind of reunion at all! He wasn't Xu Yanqing. Meeting someone else's ex-boyfriend would only make him feel awkward!

In fact, when he learned that Zhao Feng had spread the news of his death, Su Yang silently agreed because Xu Yanqing was really dead! Moreover, he had died in the line of duty. Until his death, he had been a responsible public servant. He deserved to be respected and mourned by his colleagues. He should also maintain the beautiful image in his lover's heart.

He didn't want his actions to affect Xu Yanqing's short but pure life.

For example, at this moment, he was being held in the arms of a certain mafia boss in an extremely ambiguous position. This kind of scene couldn't be seen by anyone else, especially Qiao Yang!

Su Yang pushed Zhao Feng's chest and tried to get off his lap, but Zhao Feng picked him up and changed his position. Su Yang almost exploded.

This was because he had been sitting on Zhao Feng's lap, facing him face to face. But now, his back was leaning against Zhao Feng's chest, and his buttocks were pressed against a certain object that was still in a deep sleep, but was still astonishingly large …

But this wasn't the point. The point was that his face was facing the front door!

"Brother, Brother Feng, I don't want to do this …" He gently moved his little buttocks and wanted to turn around.

Zhao Feng's breathing suddenly became heavy. He held Su Yang's waist with one hand and threatened in a deep voice, "Behave."

The two of them had been touching skin for so long that Su Yang couldn't be more familiar with his deep and magnetic voice. He didn't dare to move at all.

He wanted to cry but had no tears. He covered his face and whispered, "Brother Feng, have you forgotten that I'm already 'dead'? How can I meet my old friends?"

Zhao Feng chuckled and rubbed his rough fingertips on his lips. "It doesn't matter. I'll send him to hell when you're done talking about old times."

He had been holding a gun for many years, so his fingertips had a thick layer of calluses. Su Yang's tender lips were quickly rubbed into a layer of gorgeous red.

Su Yang had no time to care about the stinging pain on his lips. He was already intimidated by Zhao Feng's undisguised killing intent. He hurriedly grabbed Zhao Feng's hand and anxiously said, "No, you can't kill people!"

Zhao Feng sneered and asked, "What right do you have to order me around?"

Su Yang was so angry that he didn't know what to do. He couldn't say, "I was your wife in your previous life, so you have to listen to me!"

Who knew how much Jing Cheng remembered from his previous life in this life. He was so passionate about the history of the Yu Dynasty and so obsessed with Tao Ziyu's corpse. It was obvious that he had been influenced to a certain extent. But this influence should not have made him remember anything from his previous life.

After all, after reincarnation, everything in the past would turn into smoke. This was the most basic rule.

Just as he was feeling conflicted, the door to the private room was pushed open. Su Yang hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to raise it.

The footsteps were very dull. Su Yang could only see two long straight legs getting closer and closer. The person was wearing a pair of simple and neat leather boots and stopped less than two meters away.

"Zhao Feng, you'd better kill me now. Otherwise, I guarantee that I'll make you pay the price!"

He was too strong. Even though he was being held down by two burly men, he was still able to take a few steps forward. Seeing this, the others hurriedly stepped forward to restrain him.

Zhao Feng's expression didn't change. He moved closer to Su Yang's ear and said, "He's here. Aren't you going to take a look?"

Su Yang was like a quail, desperately shaking his head.

Qiao Yang was stunned. His gaze fell on the boy in Zhao Feng's arms. At first, he only thought that this person was Zhao Feng's little lover. Now that he took a closer look, he vaguely felt that the figure was somewhat familiar.

Zhao Feng slowly withdrew his hand from Su Yang's tight grip and clamped his chin, forcing him to raise his head.

…

When their eyes met, Qiao Yang's pupils suddenly shrank. He rushed forward crazily and was quickly pressed to the ground by several bodyguards. He was still frantically struggling, his eyes fixed on Su Yang.

"Yanqing, you're really still alive. You're really still alive!! Yanqing, Yanqing, I'm sorry. I misunderstood you. I should have listened to your explanation. It's all my fault, Yanqing … "

Su Yang was extremely upset. The person that Qiao Yang loved was already dead. He was just an outsider who had reincarnated in someone else's body. At this time, facing the original owner's first love, he couldn't help but feel guilty and uneasy.

However, he had always been thick-skinned and didn't show it on his face. Instead, he smiled embarrassedly and said, "Sir, did you get the wrong person … I'm not Xu Yanqing, Mr. Xu. But many people say that we look very similar …"

Before he could finish, Zhao Feng violently pinched his waist. He jumped in fright and continued, "Well, I hope that you can restrain your grief and accept it. Mr. Xu is already dead. You should forget him as soon as possible. I believe that he would also want you to find happiness as soon as possible …"

Qiao Yang acted as if he didn't hear what he said and continued to ask, "Yanqing, did Zhao Feng force you to do this? Did he?! Don't be afraid. My parents have already sent people to look for me. Civilians don't fight with officials. This is an iron rule since ancient times. He's just a gangster. How can he fight against my Qiao family? He doesn't dare to touch me at all! I'll take you away soon, and then we'll get married … "

Su Yang's back stiffened. Zhao Feng's deep hostility had already affected him. He hurriedly said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I won't marry you. The person I like is …"