306: C306 Call Me Mr Lin

C306 Call Me Mr Lin

After shouting at the old man, Murong Xiaoyu looked at Lin Fann and his tone became haughty.

"I am Murong, Xiaoyu. Who are you?"

His voice was emotionless as he looked at Lin Fann with a gaze full of pride.

In Murong Xiaoyu's mind, he had never seen this young man before, and he was sure that he had never seen him within the upper echelons of Haiyun City.

He knew everyone who had good reputation in the Haiyun City.

Since it was like this, his cold arrogance was 100%, if not for the fact that his father was chatting with this brat, as the current leader of the Nalan Family, he would not even bother to pay attention to him.

However, Murong Xiaoyu's pride was shattered by a single slap not even two seconds had passed.

The person who slapped him was his old man, Nalan Xiong.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Being hit in front of everyone's eyes, Nalan Xiaoyu quickly shouted, "This is a public place, Dad, you can't …" Ouch … Dad, what are you doing? "

Before he could finish his sentence, Nalan Xiong once again slapped him: "What are you doing? I'll teach you a good lesson today, what are you pretending to be a good guy in front of Brother Lin? "

"Dad, stop hitting me …" "Pain …"

Facing the old man's violent beating, Nalan Xiaoyu was both shocked and pleading for mercy: "Lin … Brother Lin?"

"Hmph, I gave you a portrait the last time and told you to find Brother Lin. Did you forget?"

Nalan Xiong looked angrily at his son and scolded him, "Brother Lin is your dad's savior. If it wasn't for Brother Lin, I would already be dead."

My God, no wonder the young man looked so familiar.

It turned out to be the person in the painting that his father had sent out his family order to find.

Nalan Xiaoyu was very busy back then, so he didn't really care about this matter.

After all, in his mind, the person who could treat his father should at least be an old man, right?

Who would have thought that his opponent would be so young?

"Um, um, hello, Brother Lin."

Even though he felt it was inconceivable, Murong Xiaoyu still hurriedly opened his mouth and greeted Lin Fann, "Thank you …"

However, before he could finish, the old man slapped him on the head again: "You shameless bastard, is Brother Lin a name that you can call?"

"Dad, isn't Brother Lin his name?"

Rubbing his aching head, Murong Xiaoyu had a face full of grievance: "I'm not shouting his name, what am I supposed to shout?"

"He's my Brother Lin, I'm his Brother Nalan."

After kicking his son, Nalan Xiong shouted: "What do you think you should shout?"

Huh? Huh?

Brother Lin was actually a familiar name given to him by his father, not a name given to him?

After understanding what was going on, Nalan Xiaoyu was stunned. His eyes were filled with disbelief.

In the same generation as his father, he should call Lin Fann uncle?2

Oh my god, what and what is this?

Seeing Lin Fann in his twenties, how could he endure for a man close to forty to call him uncle?

"What are you standing there in a daze for? Do you need me to teach you to call for help?"

Glaring fiercely at his son, Nalan Xiong coldly snorted and said, "If you don't want to shout, then don't recognize me as your father from now on."

Nalan Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat when he was threatened by his father. He quickly bowed and saluted to Lin Fann in greeting, "Hello, Uncle."

Cough cough.

Staring at the silent Lin Fann, he did not expect Nalan Xiaoyu to really call him uncle and immediately choked on his saliva.

"Um, Brother Nalan, if you call me that, I'm afraid I'll lose my life."

He quickly shook his head and waved his hand at Nalan Xiaoyu: "You better call me Mr. Lin."

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