Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

Yang Zhuoying narrowed her eyes to hide the roiling thoughts in her eyes.

If He Junlin can be saved, not to mention giving up Yang's inheritance rights, she will be obliged to ask for all of her property. The problem is that Yang Haining is not trustworthy at all.

Yang Zhuoying believed that Yang Haining handed over the antidote so easily. With Yang Haining's temper, it was rare to seize this opportunity. If she didn't trample her hard and maximize her benefits, she wouldn't be Yang Haining.

A mere Yang family can't feed Yang Haining's appetite at all.

Yang Zhuoying seemed to be thinking, with a struggle on her face. After a while, she raised her head and bit her lip, showing a difficult look.

"How do I know if the antidote you gave is real?"

"That depends on the weight of He Junlin in your heart. If you love him, you can sign this and I will hand over the antidote immediately. Otherwise, you will just watch his organs fail and die." Yang Haining folded her arms around her chest, admiring Yang Zhuoying's struggle.

Yang Zhuoying stared at her steadfastly, and after a while, the corners of her lips twitched slightly: "You don't have any antidote at all, you just want to deceive me and give up your inheritance rights."

The smile on the corners of Yang Haining's lips froze, and he wanted to refute, but met Yang Zhuoying's sharp eyes, his heart froze, and he couldn't say what he said.

Because of this hesitation, Yang Zhuoying affirmed her guess, and Yang Haining really had no antidote.

What an empty glove white wolf.

Yang Zhuoying sneered, grabbed Yang Haining by the collar with one hand, and pulled her to him like a chicken, his eyes scattered with anger.

"Do you know what the consequences of playing with me are? Before, I just looked at Dad's face and didn't care about you, but you challenged my bottom line again and again. Don't think that you can do whatever you want by hugging Hans' thigh. This is City B, believe it or not, Hans can't save you even if I make you disappear now?"

Shocked by the evil spirit on her body, Yang Haining turned pale with fright, pulled her hand away forcefully, grabbed the handbag on the table and was about to run away.

How could Yang Zhuoying let her go like this, she was pressed down on the table with a grabbing hand, and her hair was pulled with one hand, forcing her to look up at herself.

"How do you say I want to repay you? What about the hospitality you gave me in country L? How about I also find a few men to play with you, and then put the video on the Internet for your fans to enjoy. You are in bed How to wave?"

As she said that, Yang Zhuoying took out a dagger out of nowhere. The sharp blade shone with a gloomy luster under the light. The next moment, with a wave of her wrist, she chopped off Yang Haining's proud black hair.

"No! I'm sorry, I was wrong, I apologize to you, please forgive me, you're fine anyway, just for Dad's sake, let me go." Yang Haining was really scared.

Never before has Yang Haining felt Yang Zhuoying's terror like now.

Yang Haining regretted it. He thought that he had the chance to win. As long as he pinched Yang Zhuoying's weakness, he naively thought that he could rub her into a circle and flatten her. He was sure that she would not dare to do anything to him, so he came to the appointment without a bodyguard. He didn't put her in his eyes, and he did it when he said he would do it.

It turns out that in the face of absolute power, any cleverness is just a paper tiger, which can be crushed if it is pinched.

"Okay, as long as you hand over the antidote, I'll let you go." Yang Zhuoying said with a smile, the dagger in her hand slowly moved down from the top of Yang Haining's head, the cold blade touched her cheek, and a tremor suddenly Flooded all over the body, Yang Haining was so frightened that tears flowed.

"You take the dagger away, and I'll give you the antidote."

"Oh." Yang Zhuoying raised one eyebrow, as if she didn't believe that Yang Haining had the antidote in her hands, but also seemed to encourage her to hand it over.

Yang Haining stammered: "I don't have the antidote in my hand, but I can find a way to get the antidote from Hans."

"Deal." Yang Zhuoying said with a smile.

Yang Haining thought that she would have to spend all her time to convince Yang Zhuoying to believe her, but she didn't expect that she just said the beginning, and Yang Zhuoying immediately agreed, which made her feel aggrieved by punching the cotton ball, and at the same time, There is a sense of unreality.

This time, why is Yang Zhuoying so talkative?That's not like her style.

Of course, Yang Zhuoying would not trust Yang Haining so easily, she withdrew the dagger, then pinched Yang Haining's chin, forced her to open her mouth, and poured a bottle of unknown liquid into her mouth.

There was horror on Yang Haining's face, and she wanted to spit out the liquid, but Yang Zhuoying tightly covered her lips until she swallowed the liquid.

When Yang Zhuoying let go, Yang Haining hurriedly clasped his throat with his hand, but couldn't spit out anything.

"What did you feed me!" Yang Haining shouted angrily.

"It won't be a Midsummer Night's Dream, I don't want to be liked by you." Yang Zhuoying shrugged his shoulders, with a malicious smile on his lips.

"You!" Yang Haining's eyes were red with anger, and he picked up the vase on the table and was about to throw it at her.

"If you don't want to die from the poison, I advise you not to be impulsive. You are not my opponent. If you provoke me, you will die miserably. The one I asked you to drink just now is of high purity, and there is no such thing on the market at this stage. Good thing, drink it, you can prolong your life and rejuvenate every year, but within seven days, if there is no antidote, your aging speed will be ten times that of ordinary people. In other words, if you do not have an antidote within a month, you will become You've become an old woman." Yang Zhuoying said with a smile.

"Give me the antidote!" Yang Haining held up the vase, as if Yang Zhuoying would smash her to death with the vase if she didn't hand over the antidote.

"Smash it, if I die, you have to take my back too." Yang Zhuoying's words were threatening, and Yang Haining's sharp eyes made Yang Haining dare not move rashly.

"What do you want to give me the antidote?" Seeing that head-to-head confrontation won't work, Yang Haining had to lower his body and ask.

"You know." Yang Zhuoying smiled.

Yang Haining didn't want to know, but it wouldn't work to play dumb in front of Yang Zhuoying, so he reluctantly said: "Will you give me the antidote as long as I give you the antidote for Midsummer Night's Dream?"

"Of course, if you want to get rid of the time bomb on your body as soon as possible, you can help me get the antidote as soon as possible. In that way, I can stop worrying about things in country L with you. Is this a good deal?"

Regarding Yang Zhuoying's question, Yang Haining didn't bother to answer, but just said, "Wait for my call." He turned around and left.

At this moment, their mobile phones rang.

The two of them paused, each picked up their mobile phones, and when they saw the caller ID, they looked at each other in unison, then looked away, and connected the call.

"Mom, what are you looking for from me?"

"Dad, what's wrong?"

What was said on the other end of the phone, the faces of the two became a little weird, then hung up the phone, looked at each other again, and hesitated to speak.

After a while, Yang Haining spoke first, "Dad and grandma came back together, and Mom asked me to go back now."

Yang Zhuoying frowned, Father Yang was talking about the same thing on the phone just now.