Yan Shao V587: Discipline the little runaway wife

Su Mianmian felt as if her body had been filled with lead. Sitting in Mu Fengru's car, her mind went blank.

Mu Fengru drove the car extremely full, afraid that if he went a little faster, he would startle Su Mianmian. The car drove forward aimlessly, but Su Mianmian just sat in the passenger seat with blank eyes. The tears seemed to have dried up long ago.

After a long time, Su Mianmian looked sideways at Mu Fengru, and said angrily, "Fengru, can you stop the car?"

Mu Fengru frowned deeply, looked at the endless stream of vehicles outside the window, and asked suspiciously: "Mianmian, what are you going to do?!"

"Can you stop the car?" Su Mianmian asked again, her voice was extremely hoarse, as if she had swallowed a piece of burning coal.

Although Mu Fengru was puzzled, as long as it was Su Mianmian's words, he would definitely obey. He nodded and stepped on the gas pedal.

Su Mianmian opened the car door and got out of the car. She really wanted to rush to the road and let the speeding car run over her body.

However, she cannot die yet.

Yu Shengge was still living happily, how could she die.

If he wanted to die, he should let Yu Shengge die before him.

What's more, the current Su Group still needs to turn the tide by itself. Not being able to marry Yan Yuan not only shatters Su Mianmian's dream, but also shatters the Su Group's hope of turning around.

Su Mianmian now...

Only by grabbing the man in front of him, perhaps, Mu Fengru can help Su's group turn around. All he wants is himself.

Su Mianmian's biggest asset is her body, maybe...

She slowly bent down, hugged her knees tightly, and buried the face that had been crying like a kitten into her knees, her body twitching uncontrollably.

Mu Fengru walked up to Su Mianmian's side, leaned over and hugged her shoulder, just hugging her like this, without saying a word.

Su Mianmian looked sideways, looked at Mu Fengru with tears in her eyes, and sobbed: "Fengru, am I wrong?!"

Mu Fengru shook his head slightly, "You are never wrong, it is Yan Yuan and Yu Shengge who are wrong."

"No! Fengru, I was wrong, this is God's punishment for me!" Su Mianmian cried even harder.

Mu Fengru rubbed Su Mianmian's shoulders, and said in relief: "Mianmian, listen to me, it's not like this, if God wants to punish, it should also punish Yan Yuan and Yu Shengge, you are the victim. "

Su Mianmian threw herself into Mu Fengru's arms, crying loudly, her body trembling like sifting chaff, Mu Fengru felt that his heart was going to be broken, he hugged Su Mianmian tightly, as if he wanted to put She melted into her own flesh and blood.

After a long time, Su Mianmian broke out of Mu Fengru's arms. Mu Fengru looked at Su Mianmian who looked like a little cat, and took out a tissue to gently wipe off the makeup on her face. .

"Mianmian, don't be afraid, you still have me." Mu Fengru's voice was extremely soft, like a feather, gently brushing over Su Mianmian's heart.

Su Mianmian raised her bright starry eyes, and asked in a doubtful voice: "Really? Fengru, you're not comforting me, are you?"

Mu Fengru shook his head vigorously, his voice was full of magnetism, "Mianmian, you know that my heart for you has never changed over the years."

When Su Mianmian heard this, tears streamed down her cheeks, her tears were like the banks of a river that had broken its embankment.

Mu Fengru brought that handsome face in front of Su Mianmian, and kissed away the tears in Su Mianmian's eyes with a pair of thin lips.

He had been by Su Mianmian's side for so many years, and this was the first time he kissed her. Mu Fengru felt a little unreal, like a dream.

Mu Fengru was extremely gentle, as if he was worried that with a little effort, he would be able to break Su Mianmian into pieces.

Su Mianmian raised her eyes, and looked at Mu Fengru with a blurred gaze. She frowned slightly, and her black-stained eyes stared at him infatuatedly, "Is everything you said true?"

Mu Fengru nodded and said, "When have I lied to you?"

Su Mianmian put her lips close to Mu Fengru's and kissed them. Mu Fengru froze for a moment, motionless like a puppet.

"Fengru, I hope you don't let me down, I can only rely on you now." Su Mianmian leaned her head on Mu Fengru's shoulder and said with a sigh.

Mu Fengru heard that a pair of eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses filled with mist, he finally waited, Su Mianmian was finally able to see him, at this moment Su Mianmian belonged to him, Mu Fengru tried hard She nodded, and said loudly: "Mianmian, don't worry, I will help you deal with Yan Yuan and Yu Shengge, even if it costs my life, I will..."

Suddenly, Su Mianmian raised her hand to cover Mu Fengru's mouth, "You are not allowed to talk nonsense."

……

Yan's villa.

Back in Yan Yuan's room again, Yu Shengge only felt like he had a dream during this time.

She took off her extravagant wedding dress and looked at Yan Yuan standing in front of her. They finally had a successful wedding.

Yan Yuan paced up to Yu Shengge, stretched out his hands to hug Yu Shengge, with a slight smile on his lips, and said softly, "It's finally over."

"Hehe." Yu Shengge smiled lightly, and said lightly, "It's over? It may not be when I saw it. Why do I feel that everything seems to have just begun."

Hearing this, Yan Yuan frowned slightly, the smile on the corners of his lips became wider, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a gentle and deep cello-like voice escaped from his lips and teeth, "Why do you say that?"

Yu Shengge turned around and leaned against Yan Yuan's arms, "The old man and Su Mianmian will not let it go."

"Show me your tricks." Yan Yuan rested his sharp chin on Yu Shengge's shoulder, let out a breath of steam, and said softly, "As long as you are by my side, everything..."

"Dong dong dong..."

Before Yan Yuan finished speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door.

He frowned forcefully, and said in a deep voice, "Leave him alone!"

Yan Yuan moved Yu Shengge over, his eyes blurred like fire, overflowing, burning his mouth dry, he stuck out his tongue, and lightly brushed Yu Shengge's lips.

Suddenly, Yu Shengge felt his lips numb, spreading like wildfire.

She wrapped her arms around Yan Yuan's waist, and pressed her head against Yan Yuan's chest. She could clearly hear Yan Yuan's powerful heartbeat.

"Dong dong dong..."

The knocking on the door became louder and louder, Yu Shengge pressed his eyebrows, looked up at Yan Yuan, "It should be the old man, let's go and open the door."

Yan Yuan nodded, and reluctantly let go of Yu Shengge, turning his head every step of the way, only 5 or [-] meters away, and Yan Yuan actually walked for [-] minutes.

"squeak……"

The door opened suddenly, Uncle Zhong stood outside Yan Yuan's room with a tense face, "Master Yuan, the master asked you to go to his study."

Yan Yuan nodded, and pondered: "Understood."

He turned his head and glanced at Yu Shengge, a smile crossed his face, and he said softly, "Wait for me to come back."

"En." Yu Shengge nodded, watching Yan Yuan's back disappear from his sight.

The moment Yan Yuan closed the door, Yu Shengge felt an ominous premonition.

It seems that a storm is coming.

Uncle Zhong remained sullen until he reached the outside of Mr. Yan's study, and then he slowly opened his mouth, "Master Yuan, the master will be very angry now, blood pressure..."

"I have my own measure." Yan Yuan said lightly.

Immediately, he raised his hand and knocked on the study door.

"Come in." Mr. Yan was sitting on the leather chair, his old wrinkled face was covered with frost. The moment Yan Yuan walked into the study, he directly picked up the teacup on the desk and moved towards Yan Yuan threw it over.

With a crisp "pa", the teacup hit Yan Yuan's forehead, fell to the ground, and broke into pieces.

Blood rolled down Yan Yuan's forehead, he raised his hand to wipe it, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said coldly: "Old man, did you ask me to come here just to see you get angry?"

Hearing this, Old Man Yan calmed down suddenly, narrowed his cloudy old eyes forcefully, and shouted angrily: "Are you trying to piss me off?!"

"Oh!" Yan Yuan sneered, took the tissue that Uncle Zhong handed him, and covered his forehead, "Old man, I know your bearing, you still..."

"Yan Yuan!"

Old Man Yan yelled angrily, and interrupted Yan Yuan directly, "How long have you been planning today's incident?!"

"Three days." Yan Yuan spit out two words lightly.

"you……"

Old Man Yan was in a hurry and wished he could throw all the things that could be thrown towards Yan Yuan.

Uncle Zhong paced forward and stood in front of Yan Yuan, "Master, calm down."

"Get out of the way." Old Man Yan stared his bloodshot turbid old eyes like copper bells, "Today I must beat this unfilial and disrespectful thing to death!"

"As long as you can calm down, you can just hit." Yan Yuan's thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was still indifferent.

"You, you, you..." Old Man Yan raised his hand tremblingly, pointing at Yan Yuan angrily, "You" for a long while, but was speechless.

Yan Yuan still looked indifferent, "Old man, if you dare to dare my marriage with Shengge, I will be able to save it. As I said, you know that I have the ability."

"Heh, heh..." Old Man Yan smiled suddenly, but his smile looked extremely ferocious and terrifying. He leaned over and sat down, his sharp eyes were like knives, and he snorted coldly: "Hmph! Little bastard, you are very capable now Don't you. Don't you be afraid of..."

"Afraid!" Yan Yuan's sharp eyes, but after hearing what Mr. Yan said, became very indifferent, "I am really afraid that you will be bad for Shengge, but I know that you are also afraid that I will be against Su Mianmian." unfavorable."

"You think I have nothing to do with you?!"

Yan Yuan stepped forward, stopped in front of Mr. Yan, and said with a smile: "Your worry is indeed groundless, otherwise, how could you let it go today!"