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Chapter 72

Because of Tang Zhenying's arrival, the atmosphere on the dining table suddenly became even more depressing, and everyone's faces were not very good-looking.

Grandpa's face instantly grew a lot older.

Second uncle He Liang looked solemn: "In this game, Tang Zhenying will definitely target us crazily, and we must be fully prepared."

He Lefeng smiled bitterly and said, "Dad, we didn't have any chance of winning. Even my navigator left the day before yesterday. We haven't found a new substitute yet. Whether we can participate in the competition smoothly is a question..."

At this time, my uncle He Xiong suddenly slapped the table with a "bang" and then began to roar, "Watching our He family landing in such a field, looking at the top clubs that were so powerful back then, I can't even keep a navigator, and even a cat or a dog can bully you. Now your family is happy? Are you satisfied?"

He Muyun's body shook slightly, her fingers tightened, and her face was as pale as paper.

He Liang, who was standing beside him, frowned slightly: "Okay, brother, stop talking, this matter has nothing to do with Mu Yun, we are not capable of defeating others."

At this time, a young man walked in at the door. When he heard this, he immediately sneered, "Second uncle, it's this time, are you still talking to such a star in the Sangmen? My dad was right. If it weren't for their heartbroken family, how could our He family have fallen to this point today!"

The man who spoke looked a little older than Lin Yan and He Lefeng. He was He Mingkai, the son of his uncle He Xiong.

When Lin Yan heard this, his eyes looked coldly at He Mingkai, "We are the Sangmenxing, then what are you and your father? You can only run to the tail of the crane?"

Lin Yuetong was indeed the fuse that led to the He family's decline, but his mother was the biggest victim. As Brother Zhang, his uncle He Xiong had never given a word of comfort, let alone maintain and take care of him. Some of them would always have ridicule and blame.

He Mingkai next to him was furious as soon as he heard this, "Damn! Lin Yan, what did you say! Say it again! He also said that I'm a useless person, I think you are the money-losing guy! Tsk tsk, why don't you go to find your beast father like your sister Lin Shuya? Oh, by the way, I almost forgot that Lin Yuetong is a shrewd businessman, how could he want you to be useless..."

——"Enough, shut up all of them."

It was not until the old man scolded that he finally silenced at the dinner table.

After saying that, the old man stood up, left the dining table without saying a word, and walked into the study.

He Mingkai curled his lips embarrassedly and looked at Lin Yan with disdain, "Little girl, I think you don't know how high the world is. You don't have the pain when you stand and speak! Do you know how much racing costs? You can use something to compete with others if you have the ability. If you have the ability, go and try running! Do you know how to install the wheels? You don't know how to put on the wheels? You are still talking nonsense here!"

My uncle He Xiong snorted coldly, "Mingkai, don't argue with her anymore. She can't understand even if she says it!"

Over the years, Lin Yan has not told anyone about her real career in order to avoid her mother's concern. Only Lin Shuya and Han Yixuan know that she is a racing driver.

Lin Yan didn't say anything when she heard this, but just glanced at the father and son with an expressionless face.

He Xiong and He Mingkai and his son threw their chopsticks and left, and the family banquet also ended in dissatisfaction.
Chapter completed!
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