Yan Shao V587: Discipline the little runaway wife

Sure enough, the ultimate goal of what Bu Wusheng did was not Tian Mi, but Yu Shengge!
Yan Yuan's eyes were filled with a murderous look. He was already on guard, but he still gave in and took advantage of the loophole. Yan Yuan got into the car, but he still couldn't let go. His big white hands were clenched into fists, and hideous streaks appeared on the back of his hands. Scary blue veins, he suddenly punched hard and hit the steering wheel, and the car let out a piercing long sound.

Mu Jinyuan did not leave the Marriott Hotel, Tian Mi had fallen into a coma, he held Tian Mi in one hand, and picked up the phone with the other hand, after searching for a while, Mu Jinyuan's eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips pulled out. There was a condensed arc.

He quickly sent a WeChat message to Yan Yuan: "Brother, sister-in-law is on her way to the Marriott Hotel."

Yan Yuan took out his mobile phone, and after listening to Mu Jinyuan's call, he narrowed his eyes hard.

Bu Wusheng is just so capable, but fortunately, Yan Yuan had asked Mu Jinyuan to put a tracker on Yu Shengge long before that.

It was not difficult to find Yu Shengge, but Yan Yuan was still worried, and immediately drove to the Marriott Hotel.

In order not to give in, Mu Jinyuan opened another room and settled in Tian Mizhong, Mu Jinyuan sat in the corner of the hall on the first floor, waiting for Bu Wusheng to appear.

But what Mu Jinyuan didn't expect was that he didn't wait for Bu Wusheng to appear, but he saw Yan Su hurriedly walking into the lobby of the Marriott Hotel.

Mu Jinyuan frowned suddenly, and looked at Yan Su suspiciously in his eyes.

Yan Su wore a black suit, because his shoulder was damaged by a brick a few days ago, his arms were bound by triangular bandages, and he went straight to the elevator with a tense face.

When Yan Su walked into the elevator, Mu Jinyuan hurried forward, stopped in front of the elevator, and watched the elevator show that it had stopped at the twelfth floor.

Mu Jinyuan squinted his eyes hard, walked to the front desk of the Marriott Hotel, and asked the front desk, "I want to know the information of all the guests staying at Twelve today."

"sorry sir……"

"If you don't give it to me, it's okay. I will paralyze all the networks of your hotel within 3 minutes, and publish all the guests' information on the Internet." Mu Jinyuan said with a gloomy expression.

"This one……"

"To give or not to give, you decide." Mu Jinyuan tapped lightly on the front desk with his white fingertips, and said lightly with his thin lips slightly parted.

The front desk was very embarrassed, so they brought the manager over. Although the Marriott Hotel is not owned by the Ling Aotian Group, who would not know this lawyer Mu who often appeared on the covers of major newspapers and magazines.

The manager looked at Mu Jinyuan obsequiously, and said with a smile, "Mr. Mu, you are embarrassing me."

Mu Jinyuan smiled coldly, and said: "Give it or not, you can decide for yourself, if the wife of the president of Ling Aotian Group has an accident in your Marriott Hotel..."

When the name of the wife of the president of Ling Aotian Group was mentioned, the manager of Marriott Hotel couldn't help shivering when he heard it.

Frowning deeply, after pondering for a long time, he bit the bullet and gave Mu Jinyuan the information of the guests on the [-]th floor of the hotel.

Mu Jinyuan locked on the name Amy at a glance.

He squinted hard, and couldn't help sneering in his heart, Bu Wusheng is a smart person, and he didn't use his name to open a room in the hotel.

Mu Jinyuan nodded, smiled and said, "Thank you."

Immediately, he called Yan Yuan, and after the call was connected, Mu Jinyuan said: "Brother, Amy has a room at 1208 Marriott Hotel, and I saw Yan Su go up just now."

"Hmph!" Yan Yuan snorted coldly, squinted his eyes hard, and said coldly: "They really don't know how to live or die!"

Speeding up the car again, Yan Yuan was afraid that Yu Shengge would have an accident. Under the night, he could only see two red taillights flashing past with a long tail of light.

Mu Jinyuan looked at Yu Shengge's location displayed on the phone, frowned slightly, and said in a deep thought: "Brother, my sister-in-law has been brought to the Marriott Hotel now, how long will it take for you to arrive?"

"Now!"

Yan Yuan's voice suddenly came from behind Mu Jinyuan, he turned his head abruptly, and met Yan Yuan's face as cold as ice.

Yan Yuan's face seemed to be covered with a thick cloud of lead, and even his breathing seemed to become extremely heavy. He narrowed his sharp eagle-like eyes, opened his thin lips lightly, and his voice was as cold as ice, " No matter who it is, as long as he wants to hurt Shengge, there is only one end!"

Room 1208.

Yan Su had a gloomy face, looking at Yu Shengge who fell into a coma on the bed, his brows were tightly frowned into a word of Sichuan, he raised his eyes to look at Bu Wusheng, and asked in a cold voice: "What's going on?! "

Bu Wusheng was still pretending to be stupid, "I don't know too well, just before I got off work, I met Sheng Ge on the way, and before I could say a few words, Sheng Ge passed out."

"Oh!?" Yan Su raised his eyebrows slightly, he couldn't understand Yan Yuan very well.

If Yan Yuan could reconcile with Yu Shengge, he would definitely regard Yu Shengge as a treasure, and fainted on the way in the middle of the night, this is absolutely impossible!
Yan Su's frown became deeper, and he said coldly, "So, why don't you send him to the hospital, instead let me come to the hotel?"

"This..." Bu Wusheng was a little hesitant, his eyes rolled in their sockets, and he said with a smile: "Sheng Ge said that she is just weak, and she should take a little rest. I just opened a room in the Marriott Hotel, and I am afraid There is no one to take care of Shengge, so..."

"Heh!" Yan Su sneered, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "Do you think I'm a fool?!"

Hearing the words in silence, he shivered suddenly, with a look of hesitation on his face, and muttered: "This...Mr. Yan, look..."

"Get out!" Yan Su uttered a word coldly, and immediately lowered his eyes, looking at Yu Shengge who was sleeping on the bed.

His eyes lost the cold determination just now, and there was more tenderness in his eyes. He leaned over and sat on the bed, pinning Yu Shengge's hair that was close to his face behind his ears.

Bu Wusheng saw this scene, but his heart was filled with joy. He knew that Yan Su was a duplicity master, and it was not a day or two since he wanted to get Yu Shengge. Funding goes to "Prosperity".

He didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly walked towards the door.

With a loud bang, the door of the room slammed into Bu Hean's forehead heavily. Like a kite with a broken string, he flew upside down in an instant, and hit his back hard on the ground.

"Ah!" Bu Wusheng rolled on the ground, and there were bursts of painful cries from his mouth.

Before Bu Wusheng got up, Mu Jinyuan had already paced forward, stopped in front of him, and stepped on his chest, "Bastard, let me see if I won't beat you to death."

There was a sneer on Yan Yuan's face, and with a wave of his hand, Mu Jinyuan raised his foot.

Immediately, Yan Yuan paced into the room, cast his gaze like a sword on Yan Su, and asked coldly, "Did you ask him to do this?"

Yan Su turned his head, his face expressionless, his voice indifferent and cold, "I don't know what you are talking about?!"

"You don't understand, or you don't want to answer." When Yan Yuan spoke, he walked to the bed and looked at Yu Shengge who had fallen into a coma and slept like a child. Compassion and love.

Yan Yuan hugged Yu Shengge, parted his thin lips slightly, and said flatly, "Don't let people make calculations, I don't know why."

Afterwards, Yan Yuan glanced at Mu Jinyuan, "Take him away."

The rooftop on the [-]th floor of the Marriott Hotel.

Yan Yuan's legs were crossed, a cigarette was held between his fair and long fingers, his dull and sharp gaze seemed to glance unintentionally at being tied to the railing on the top floor with a Hermès belt, his body was precariously walking silently.

There was a condensed arc on the corner of his lips, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, Yan Yuan slowly got up, his tall and straight figure against the background of the moonlight made his shoulders broad, waist narrow, and his legs long, he walked straight towards He walked over to the edge of the roof and looked down at the ground.

The smile on the corners of Yan Yuan's lips became more and more intense, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile, "Do you know how tall the Marriott Hotel is?"

At this moment, Bu Silent is like a dogtail grass swaying in the cold wind, only the wrist is dropped on the roof by a piece of skin.

He didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that Mu Jinyuan's belt would fall directly from the rooftop of the Marriott Hotel without explaining.

Yan Yuan took a puff of cigarette, and blew out a thick smoke ring towards Bu Wusheng's head, "Tell me, if I send the belt away, how fast will you fall?"

"Yan, Mr. Yan..."

Bu Wusheng didn't want to die so early, "I beg you, please let me go, let me go..."

His voice was trembling, beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down his temples, his Adam's apple floated up and down, and he swallowed hard, "This, this, this idea is, it's Amy, that bitch Amy out."

"Heh!" Yan Yuan sneered, narrowing his eagle-like eyes slightly, of course he knew that Amy came up with this idea, but, as the executor, Bu Wusheng deeply hurt his favorite woman, Yan Yuan. It is absolutely not easy to forgive step silently.

As for Amy...

There are thousands of ways to deal with her.

"Suddenly I want to see kite flying." Yan Yuan's thin lips parted slightly, his voice was as soft as a feather, but it passed into Bu Mo's ear, but it was like a thousand arrows piercing through the heart.

"Yan, Mr. Yan, you, you give me a chance to redeem my sins!"

Bu Mo was in a hurry, with tears and snot running down his nose. When Yan Yuan finished speaking, he seemed to have seen the funeral after his death.

For Yan Yuan, an important figure in the imperial capital and even in the whole country, as long as he moved his little finger, he could strangle him like an ant.

Now Bu Wusheng felt that his eyes were filled with darkness, suddenly, he felt a pair of cold hands touching the belt that bound his hands, his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything about what happened afterwards.

Yan Yuan glanced at Mu Jinyuan coldly, and said lightly, "Is your belt strong enough?"

"It should be okay." Mu Jinyuan glanced at the belt on Bu Wusheng's wrist.

"Heh!" Yan Yuan sneered, and said lightly: "Then let him hang here tonight."

After finishing speaking, Yan Yuan turned around, the black suit jacket on Yan Yuan's body was ruffled by the gusts of night wind, the lapels fluttered, and the moonlight shone on him, as if he had stepped out of the full moon.

Mu Jinyuan glanced at Bu Wusheng who had passed out, shook his head slightly, sighed lightly, and murmured to himself: "Hey! I really feel sad for you. It's not good to offend anyone, but offend you. killed him!"