Yan Shao V587: Discipline the little runaway wife

The next morning.

When Yu Shengge woke up from sleep, Yan Yuan was not in the room.

She put on her slippers and walked out of the bedroom, "Sister Mei, Sister Mei..."

Yu Shengge whispered a few times before seeing Sister Mei walking out of the kitchen wearing an apron, "Young Mistress, are you looking for me?"

"Where's sir? Has he gone out?" Yu Shengge frowned slightly and walked down the stairs.

Sister Mei replied, "Sir, he went out yesterday, and he hasn't come back yet."

Yu Shengge was really tired yesterday. After a few days of sleepless nights, plus being frightened by a car accident, he had a good night's sleep last night.

She frowned and nodded, looking at sister Mei's breakfast, she was really hungry.

Sitting at the dining table in the living room, he picked up the toast and ate it.

Ding dong.

The doorbell rang suddenly, and Yu Shengge put down the toast in his hand, got up and walked towards the door.

The moment he opened the door, Yu Shengge was taken aback for a moment. Old Man Yan had a gloomy face, and his condensed eyes stared at Yu Shengge who opened the door without blinking.

Seeing Yu Shengge again, Mr. Yan felt that his heart was in a panic. He tried so many methods, but he couldn't do anything to Yu Shengge. Now, he is still standing in front of you.

How could he not be angry!

"Hmph!" Old Man Yan snorted coldly, looking angry, without the kindness and kindness he had shown to Yu Shengge a few days ago, he asked angrily, "Where is Yan Yuan?!"

When Yu Shengge saw Old Man Yan, she still had lingering fears. She was very scared and didn't know how to face Old Man Yan who seemed like nothing had happened.

Taking a step back, Yu Shengge opened a distance from Old Man Yan, "He went out yesterday, but he hasn't come back yet."

When Old Man Yan heard this, a look of ridicule flashed in his cloudy old eyes, he walked past Yu Shengge, and walked straight into the villa.

He leaned over and sat on the sofa in the middle of the living room, raised his eyes, and glanced coldly at Yu Shengge, "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Yu Shengge subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and walked up to Old Man Yan. Her stiff body stood there motionless, like a tree of value.

Old Man Yan raised his eyebrows, "Call Yan Yuan and tell him that I'm here and tell him to come back quickly."

Yu Shengge nodded, quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed Yan Yuan's number.

beep...

But on the phone, there were only bursts of busy tone, and then a mechanical female voice came: Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please dial later.

Yu Shengge frowned slightly, "No one answered."

"Keep beating." With a gloomy face, Old Man Yan clenched his hands tightly and poked hard on the ground, saying in a deep voice, "Keep beating until he answers!"

Yu Shengge took a deep breath, nodded bravely, and continued to call Yan Yuan while standing still.

Fortunately, when the phone was dialed for the third time, it was finally connected.

"Baby, do you miss me?" Yan Yuan's lazy voice came from the phone.

Yu Shengge was very nervous, she could clearly hear her "thumping" heartbeat, "Where are you?"

"I have something to deal with at hand, and I'll be back soon." Yan Yuan said.

"Father..."

"Give me the phone."

Just as Yu Shengge opened his mouth, Old Man Yan stood up suddenly, grabbed Yu Sheng's mobile phone, and said to the phone: "Yan Yuan, I warn you, it's best to release Wan Ji back today, otherwise, you don't Blame the old man..."

"Old man, do you think the current threat is of any use to me?"

Yan Yuan didn't wait for Old Man Yan to finish speaking, and said in a cold voice: "If something happens to Yu Shengge now, I can guarantee that everything you have worked so hard on will be exaggerated within a month. As for Su Mianmian, hehe ,hehe……"

Yan Yuan's sneer sounded into Old Man Yan's ears, which sounded extremely frightening.

Old Man Yan's complexion turned green and purple, he tightly gripped Yu Shengge's phone, narrowed his cloudy old eyes, and slowly opened his mouth, "Yan Yuan, your wings are hard now, dare to challenge grandpa Is it!?"

Yan Yuan on the other end of the phone didn't change because of this, he spoke directly and said what was on the mind of old man Yan, "Let Uncle Zhong come to me by himself. As for Zhong Wanji, whether he can live or not depends It depends on his fate."

"Where are you?" Old Man Yan asked in a deep voice.

"Zhong Wanji's home."

After finishing speaking, Yan Yuan didn't give Mr. Yan another chance to continue asking, and hung up the phone directly.

Yan Yuan didn't worry too much about Yu Shengge's safety, because he knew that to Mr. Yan, nothing was more important than his face, property, and rights.

Old Man Yan also knows that with Yan Yuan's ability, he can do what he says, so now...

Yan Yuan sat on a chair, lowered his long and narrow eyes, and glanced coldly at Zhong Wanji who was lying on the ground, dying.

Although he knew that Zhong Wanji was just a young man and that the real crocodile was Old Man Yan, he would never let anyone who wanted to harm Yu Shengge.

"Boom bang bang..."

Suddenly, there was a violent knock on the door, which brought Yan Yuan back from his thoughts. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and slowly moved his gaze to the door.

The corners of his lips rose slightly, drawing a condensed arc, and immediately, Yan Yuan nodded to the bodyguard who was like an iron tower beside him, indicating to open the door.

Squeak.

As the anti-theft door slowly opened, Yan Yuan saw Uncle Zhong standing at the door with a serious face.

The sun shone on Yan Yuan's body, making his figure longer and more slender, making him look even more upright. Yan Yuan's thin lips were slightly parted, and his voice was calm and cool, "Uncle Zhong, you came really early."

Uncle Zhong walked into Zhong Wanji's house, stopped in front of Yan Yuan, and asked in a deep voice: "Master Yuan, how can you let Wan Ji go?"

Yan Yuan glanced at Zhong Wanji who was lying on the ground, raised his eyebrows slightly, and shifted his gaze to Uncle Zhong, "No."

Just two words instantly made Uncle Zhong feel desperate.

Uncle Zhong knew Yan Yuan's methods and skills clearly. Now that Yan Yuan had already said so, Zhong Wanji's life would probably be explained here today.

"Master Yuan, I have worked for the Yan family for more than forty years, you just look at my old age..."

"Let him go?!"

Before Uncle Zhong could finish speaking, Yan Yuan opened his mouth quickly, interrupted Uncle Zhong, and said, "Uncle Zhong, I want to ask you, when you aimed your gun at Yu Shengge's head, did you ever Have you ever thought about it, is she my favorite woman? Is she the young mistress of the Yan family?"

Uncle Zhong was speechless when he heard this, not knowing how to respond.

Looking at Uncle Zhong who was not speaking, Yan Yuan narrowed his dull and sharp eyes slightly, and he stood up slowly, slightly taller than Uncle Zhong by half a head, covering Uncle Zhong in a shadow, " Uncle Zhong, do you regard me as the young master of the Yan family?"

Uncle Zhong nodded and replied: "You will always be Master Yuan in my heart."

"Hehe." Yan Yuan sneered suddenly, and said lightly: "Duplicity, in your heart, there is only the old man, and what he asks you to do, even if you go through fire and water, you will not hesitate. As for me..."

Yan Yuan raised his foot and stepped on Zhong Wanji's hand.

"what!"

Suddenly, a howl resounded like killing a pig.

Zhong Wanji, who fell into a coma, woke up instantly, "My hand, my hand..."

Yan Yuan slowly bent down, stared at Zhong Wanji, and said coldly: "You are driving with this hand to kill my wife, right?"

Zhong Wanji was too frightened to speak, and just shook his head blankly.

"Oh?!" Yan Yuan frowned slightly, "Isn't it?"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Zhong Wanji was afraid that Yan Yuan would step on his other hand, and nodded his head like pounding garlic. From the corner of his eyes, he saw a person standing beside him. When Zhong Wanji looked up, he saw his uncle, and he begged Said: "Uncle save me, uncle save me..."

Uncle Zhong had only one relative, Zhong Wanji, and seeing his nephew being beaten into a shapeless shape, he couldn't stop bleeding from his heart.

He frowned tightly, moved closer to Yan Yuan, and said in a deep voice: "Master Yuan, if you have any hatred, just point it at me..."

Yan Yuan suddenly raised his hand, and shook his fingers lightly, "You are also obeying orders, I know, if the old man didn't send the words, you wouldn't dare to attack Shengge rashly."

But Yan Yuanming knew it, but he still dealt with Zhong Wanji ruthlessly.

Uncle Zhong frowned deeply, staring at Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan hooked his lips, glanced at Uncle Zhong with a half-smile, and said in a low voice, "I just wanted to let you know that no one can hurt my woman, not even the old man."

Every word Yan Yuan said was sonorous and forceful beyond doubt.

Uncle Zhong frowned, but just lowered his head and didn't say a word.

"I've already called the police. This matter will be handed over to the police. I won't intervene. It's because of your 40-plus years in Yan's family."

Yan Yuan wiped his hands with a paper towel, raised his eyes to stare at Uncle Zhong, and said flatly: "As for you, I hope you can retire early and take care of yourself, and don't get involved in this vortex."

Uncle Zhong's heart trembled when he heard this, he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

His hands were clenched into fists, and his occlusal muscles were beating because he gritted his teeth hard. After a long time, Uncle Zhong nodded and said, "I see, thank you, Master Yuan."

Immediately, the arrival of the police ended the farce.

They took Zhong Wanji away, and Uncle Zhong also left. Three days later, on the flight to Lijiang, Uncle Zhong was sitting alone on the plane. At this time, he lost his previous temperament, like a dying man. old man.