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When the girl named Li Shuran saw Lili's posture, her momentum weakened a bit. She stuck out her tongue and said, "Jing Yu, don't be angry. I didn't think it would turn out like this. I'll explain it to you later …" She looked at Ning Lao, "Ning Lao, I've already told Second Sister that I will bring them to the Listening to Yun Xuan. You have something to do."

"Yes, Fourth Miss." Ning Lao bowed respectfully and left.

Lin Shuhao looked at the girl and his eyes lit up. He smiled gently and said, "Junior Sister, this should be that close friend you've mentioned before, Li Shuran, right?"

"Of course, Shu Ran and I are the amity of our lives!" Liu Jingyu said proudly as she carelessly held Li Shuran's shoulder.

Lin Shuhao smiled and cupped his hands. "Speaking of which, I have yet to officially thank Fourth Miss. It was thanks to Fourth Miss's good offices that I was able to calculate the timing and location of the Gate of Heaven for Third Young Master."

Li Shuran smiled lightly, and said: "Speaking of this matter, I am ashamed. It was originally just a connection, it was you, Sect Leader Lin, who had the ability to pass my brother's test. But I just found out that brother had actually made some preparations and invited the Ironfinger Gong Jia's people."

Lin Shuhao laughed self-deprecatingly and said: "This has nothing to do with Fourth Miss. In the end, it is still because my skills and reputation are not good enough to make Duke Xing Yuan fully trust me, but that is normal. After all, the matter of Third Young Master opening the Gate of Heaven is extremely important.

As soon as his voice fell, Yang Fan landed a heavy slap on Lin Shuhao's shoulder with a sincere face: "Junior Brother, the most important thing for a man to be happy is to be able to take care of himself. Being a woman is a real man.

Hearing the word 'woman', Lin Shuhao felt a wave of warmth rush to his head and he nearly lost his mind.

However, whether it was because of Liu Zhengde's warning, his own hopes of cultivating and advancing Yang Fan, or to maintain his image in front of the Duke Xing Yuan Palace Fourth Miss, he could not afford to be disrespectful.

In the end, all he could do was break his teeth and swallow his blood. He forced a smile and said, "Senior apprentice brother's teachings are correct."

Yang Fan revealed a satisfied smile as he looked at Liu Jingyu, "I was curious as to why Junior Brother, with his half a bucket of Feng Shui, would be entrusted with such an important task by the Duke Xing Yuan Palace. So it's you, Junior Sister, who helped him walk through the back door."

Lin Shuhao, who was classified as half a bucket of water, felt like vomiting blood again. His expression was awkward and he was filled with hatred in his heart.

However, although Yang Fan's words were unpleasant to hear, they did seem to be the truth. If it wasn't for the relationship between Liu Jingyu and Miss Li Si, Lin Shuhao himself might not have reached the eyes of Duke Xing Yuan.

However, he would never admit that his achievements in the field of feng shui were only half a bucket of water.

"Humph, this is called a network. In this era of intense competition, being able to take the backdoor is also a skill!" Liu Jingyu felt no shame and instead felt proud.

"Hello, Yang Fan. I'm a college classmate of Jing Yu. I live in the same dorm with amity and Li Shuran." Li Shuran extended her hand confidently.

Yang Fan reached out with his hand and was about to grasp it when Li Shuran suddenly retracted it. With a faint smile, she took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped her hand, then took Liu Jingyu's arm and said, "Jing Yu, Listening to Yun Xuan is not far ahead. When we get there, I will explain in detail about the Ironfinger Gong Jia."

"Alright!" Liu Jingyu beamed as she inwardly praised her good sisters. In her eyes, there was nothing more joyful than seeing Yang Fan lose face.

Giving Yang Fan a proud smile, Liu Jingyu held Li Shuran's arm and walked towards the Listening to Yun Xuan in high spirits.

The Black woman glanced at Yang Fan lightly, like a shadow following her, one meter behind Li Shuran.

The corner of Lin Shuhao's mouth curled up slightly. He reached out his hand to pat Yang Fan's shoulder and followed along with big strides. He felt a hidden joy in his heart.