After rebirth, Yan Shao can't climb high

"If I don't show off my power, treat me as a sick cat?"

Yan Tingjue wiped the sweat from his forehead, his obsidian pupils looked like wolf eyes with green light.

Feng Liexing looked at him like that, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, laughing silently.

This is the Yan Tingjue he is familiar with, and his explosive power is too strong.

Jing Wuxuan glanced at the eldest brother who fell to the ground, jumped up and raised his leg towards Yan Tingjue.

"Fucking stuff!" With a curse, he grabbed Jing Wuzhen's leg with one hand, and threw it out with a 360-degree rotation.

Jing Wuxuan lay on the ground in an indescribably humiliating posture, his leg was bent so painfully.

Jing Wujie and Jing Wuwei looked at the eldest brother and second brother, clenched their fists, and glared at Yan Tingjue, who was exuding violence all over his body.

"You, are you a human?"

"You have a genetic problem, don't you?"

Yan Tingjue gave the two of them a cold look, and patted the invisible dust on their bodies.

Looking at Feng Liexing, "Come here, we can have a good fight."

He pointed to the members of Xia Jing's family, "They can't."

Feng Liexing took a step forward, and said in a low voice: "Jue, you are working so hard, I can't beat you."

Yan Tingjue snorted, "If you come out of our devil training camp, as long as you can't beat them to death, you can't admit defeat!"

Feng Liexing smiled helplessly, "Jeez, people are not machines."

"Feng Liexing, you are not qualified to lecture me! Since you wanted to get your hands on Jing Wanwan, you and I are destined to be enemies!"

Feng Liexing spread his hands, "If you insist on doing this, I have nothing to say."

"Go away, I feel disgusted when I see you now!"

Feng Liexing nodded, "Okay, you go back early and rest."

Then he entered the Jing family's big villa.

Yan Tingjue gritted his teeth with hatred, and looked at Jing Wuling and Jing Wuzhen who stood up.

Laughing maliciously, "Why, aren't you convinced? I'll give you a chance to go to the devil's training camp for ten or eight years!"

The fourth son of the Jing family: "..."

The devil training camp is not something you can go if you want to.

Only accept seedlings who have no father or mother and who are ruthless.

"Tell Jing Wanwan, as long as we don't divorce for a day, she can only be my Yan Tingjue's wife!"

"Shameless!" Jing Wuleng seldom swears, but he couldn't bear it when facing Yan Tingjue.

"What, do you still want to fight? I'll stay with you to the end!" Yan Tingjue rolled up his sleeves.

"Who's afraid of you!" Jing Wuxuan roared.

The four brothers were ready to pounce on Yan Tingjue.

The window on the fourth floor opened, "Big brother, second brother, third brother, fourth brother, go home and sleep."

The four brothers of the Jing family, who were about to explode with anger, immediately became proud and miraculous when they heard their sister's gentle voice.

"Yan Tingjue, so what if you reach out!"

"It's not like we can't get the favor of our family Xiao Wan!"

"Just wait, we will make Wan Wan divorce you!"

"You bastards!" Yan Tingjue's eyes almost popped out.

"Brothers, be obedient, don't bark at the dog, go home and sleep." Jing Wan Wan's head stuck out of the window, calling softly.

Although the four Jing family brothers didn't want to let Yan Tingjue off, they were afraid that their sister would be angry, so they hurried in and closed the door.

Yan Tingjue: "..."

Standing alone in the yard, he looked up to the fourth floor.

Jing Wanwan gave him an upside-down thumbs up, closed the window, drew the curtains, and couldn't see anything.

"Jing Wanwan, your wings are really hard. With so many people supporting you, do you think I will lose to you? No way!" After finishing speaking viciously to the fourth floor, Yan Tingjue was guarded by the bodyguards. leave.

Jing Wanwan returned to the bathroom and continued to take a bath.

Closing her eyes, she thought of the scene of her brothers fighting with Yan Tingjue. If she didn't go back and take a look, would all the big men have to go to the hospital?
I don't understand, why do all the men who are serious on weekdays look like mentally handicapped men?
The next day, Jing Wanwan asked Feng Liexing to take her to the old house of the Yan Family.

After getting out of the car, I saw Feng Liexing following.

She smiled helplessly: "Brother Lie Xing, what are you doing?"

"I'll accompany you in."

"Brother Lie Xing, go and do your work. Grandpa Yan has always been very kind to me and won't hurt me."

Feng Liexing lowered his eyes, "Your brother was right last night. Back then, you and Jue were the masterminds of the master banquet."

Jing Wanwan's eyelashes trembled, "In the past few years, he hasn't hurt me."

"Little Wan."

Jing Wan Wan gave Feng Lie Xing a distant smile, "This is my business, I want to ask him alone."

"Okay, then if you have something to ask me, I'll go to the 4S shop to see how your car is maintained."

"Thank you."

Feng Liexing watched Jing Wanwan enter the old house of the Yan family, he was worried.

Mr. Yan lived to be in his eighties and ate more salt than them.

So he called Yan Tingjue.

"You come to the old house, Xiaowan is looking for your grandfather."

After Yan Tingjue listened, he hung up the phone.

Facing the air, he asked, "What does it have to do with me? The old man didn't even have time to pet her, so he could still eat her?"

But as he said so, he still turned around at the next intersection.

"Xiao Wan, you are here to see grandpa, sit down quickly, don't stand still."

Jing Wanwan looked at the old man Yan, "Grandpa, I didn't come here just to see you."

Mr. Yan narrowed his cloudy eyes, and said with a smile, "Sit down first, and then ask me questions."

Jing Wanwan sat down, folded her hands in front of her body, and returned to the restraint she had when facing the old man Yan at the beginning.

"Grandpa Yan, I want to ask about the incident between Yan Tingjue and me three years ago, do you know who did it?"

Old Man Yan took a glass of milk from the servant and put it in front of Jing Wanwan.

"Xiao Wan, drink a glass of milk to nourish your body, you seem to have lost weight these days."

Jing Wanwan looked down at the glass of milk in front of her.

He said calmly: "Master Yan, if, as my family said, everything that happened back then was planned by you and I was just a pawn of yours, then I'm afraid I won't be able to drink your glass of milk. It's not just this glass of milk , I can’t eat anything you give me from now on.”

The smile on Old Man Yan's face froze, his wrinkled hands shook as he took the glass of milk.

He didn't say anything, put it to his mouth, and drank it slowly.

He put down the empty cup and said with a sigh: "Xiao Wan, grandpa will never kill you."

"..."

With just this one sentence, Jing Wan Wan already burst into tears.

"Xiao Wan, since you know everything, nothing grandpa says will help."

Jing Wanwan suppressed the tears in her eyes and stared at Old Man Yan.

"Don't you want to explain?"

"It's useless. You're having such a fight with Xiaojue now. The whole network knows that you're going to divorce him. Grandpa's explanation is not good, so there's no need to say it."

Mr. Yan closed his eyes, leaned on his crutches and got up, "Wait for me a moment."

When he came back, he held a document in his hand and handed it to Jing Wanwan.

"Xiaowan, this is the only thing grandpa can give you. Grandpa doesn't ask you to forgive me, but only hopes to make it up to you."

Jing Wanwan stared at the document in front of her. There were a few huge characters on it - 'Share Transfer Letter'.