Love is indeed just like Duanmu Jun said, it is like something falling down. Looking at the entangled scene in the horse farm, Duanmu Jun kept turning the silver spoon in his hand, and a smile slightly raised the corner of his mouth. Duanmu Jun was not angry because of Chen Yuyang's arrogance, nor was he depressed by his sister's humility. He was in a mood to watch the show and wanted to see how the next story would develop in the direction. Duanmu Jun thought to himself: Chen Yuyang and his sister are also a handsome man, and it would be a good story if he could accomplish anything.

"You seem to be quite happy!" Li Yingwei suddenly laughed.

Duanmu Jun put the white porcelain coffee cup on the crystal glass table, and still smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, saying, "I finally found a person who can conquer my unruly princess. Do you think I'm in a bad mood?"

Li Yingwei laughed haha, stared at Duanmu Jun, and moved his fingers gently, saying, "You kid is just that little bit of a success." After speaking, Li Yingwei changed his words and sighed, "It's a pity that the Song family is too soft and glutinous, and it seems that the mud that can't be supported on the wall, otherwise I would have a good life."

"I don't think so." Duanmu Jun smiled and said, "Song Yuanshan is a simple and honest man, but he is a straightforward person. If he doesn't mention principles, he will be willing to be a good person. Once he touches the issue of principle, he will never retreat. It can be said that he is also an alternative existence in the Kyoto Prince's Party!"

"You rarely praise others~" Li Yingwei said in surprise.

"But I am not stingy in praising others." Duanmu Jun smiled.

The two looked at each other and smiled like cunning foxes. These two people can be said to be the best among the third generation of the princelings and the oldest third generation of princelings. Since the founding of the country, the second generation of the red has formed the circle of princelings. With Chen Zhenqian, Chen Zhenkun, the second generation of the Ye family and the young generation with great military achievements as the core, a super era of the Kyoto princelings circle was formed.

Now, some of these second-generation reds have died, and some have stood on the pyramid of Chinese power, just like the two old men of the Chen family. As they retreated, the second-generation princelings gradually appeared. The second-generation princelings are also called the most powerful princelings, because there are two most powerful men in it, Bai Jingqi, who almost unify the princelings, and Chen Luohe, the third-generation Chen family who used force to suppress all directions.

Twenty years ago, the shocking battle between Bai Jingqi and Chen Luohe smashed the entire princeling into pieces. From then on, both Zhang Hanhai, Bai Jingqi, and Chen Luohe began to fade out of the princeling stage.

Twenty years later, the third generation of the princelings had grown up, but in terms of quality, the three generations of the princelings were far from comparing with the second generation of the princelings at their peak. Li Yingwei and Duanmu Jun became the leading figures of the princelings entering the third generation. Because they experienced the changes of two generations of princelings, they were in the gap between the end of the second generation of princelings and the rise of the third generation of princelings. Although they were only in their teens at that time, Duanmu Jun remembered the earth-shaking battle at the top of the purple gold.

It can be said that among the third generation of princelings, Duanmu Jun is the only person who has witnessed the silence of the second generation of princelings, so he became the largest leader of the third generation of princelings in Kyoto.

"What are you thinking?" Li Yingwei asked suddenly.

With his eyes gently pinched, Duanmu Jun seemed to be worried and said, "The past is unbearable to look back. Think about the people who stood at the peak of the second generation of princelings, their sharpness covered the entire Kyoto. Now the princelings have become the second generation ancestor of food, drink and entertainment, each generation is worse than the other. Is this the legendary wealth that can only last for three generations?"

"Bai Jingqi, Chen Luohe, Zhang Hanhai, Ye Tingjun, Chen Luoshu, Huang Baiwei, Ji Haitao. That generation is indeed a generation with many talents! Now, now..." Li Yingwei sipped the coffee in his hand, and said with a little bitterness: "Snakes cannot be headless. Neither you nor me, they have the energy to be this leader. And Bai Jingqi, the prince of that era has lived in seclusion, and Zhang Hanhai has also become the biggest spy leader in China, and it is impossible for him to appear again. As for Chen Luohe, my uncle may not be able to come forward."

"How about Chen Yuyang?" Duanmu Jun suddenly asked.

"He?" Lee Young-wei shook his head and said, "He is still too young. In terms of strategy, he is still far from it~~"

"It seems that the only way to ask the prince to come out. If the prince raises his arms and shouts, the entire Kyoto should respond!" Duanmu Jun said with a smile.

"Don't overestimate Bai Jingqi's appeal. Perhaps for our generation, Bai Jingqi's name is a myth, but for the real third-generation prince, Bai Jingqi and the others have never heard of it. Go and see if your little princess cares who Bai Jingqi is?" Li Yingwei sneered.

"Oh~~~~" Duanmu Jun sighed silently, shook his head with a wry smile, and thought to himself: There is a long way to go to rectify the princelings~

On the club's racetrack, Chen Yuyang was walking in front, Duanmu Qingyi was chasing behind, panting and anxious, while chasing, he said, "Yuyang, Yuyang, wait for me, wait for me. I was wrong, I was wrong, shouldn't I be willful, right?"

Suddenly, Chen Yuyang's steps stopped, his eyes were frozen, looking at his seat. At this moment, an old man was already sitting upright on his original seat. The old man looked very rich and always had a happy smile on his face. And behind the old man was a thin bodyguard in black.

Chen Yuyang didn't want to argue with the old man, but he just took a look and prepared to leave and find another seat. After all, there were many empty seats on the racetrack.

Seeing Chen Yuyang turn and leave, the old man suddenly smiled and said, "Young man, letting girls chase you from behind is not a gentleman's style~"

Chen Yuyang turned around indifferently and smiled, "Thank you for your advice!"

"Young man, don't be busy walking, sit for a while, this is your seat!" the old man suddenly spoke and invited.

Chen Yuyang was not polite, and sat down with a big golden sword. At this moment, Duanmu Qingyi had already chased after him, gasping for breath, her face flushed, and she pulled Chen Yuyang, saying, "Yuyang, I promise, I promise, I promise, I will definitely not. Just forgive me!"

The old man laughed and said, "Young man, your equestrian is good!"

"Thank you for your praise, my equestrian is just mediocre." Chen Yuyang smiled slightly and habitually began to turn the blood jade ring in his hand.

The old man's eyes lit up, and his eyes suddenly fell on Chen Yuyang's blood jade ring, and he smiled and said, "Young man, your ring is good and very delicate. I don't know if you can give up!"
Chapter completed!