Mr. Bo, my wife has offered 100 billion to break off the engagement.

Cheng Xiaoya had no talent in Guwu.

I can only barely protect myself under the protection of everyone, and now I am the most relaxed existence among everyone, "Don't look at it very much! I listen to Xiao Ning!"

Ye Ning's smile became even brighter, "It's just two altars of ashes. You can throw them down if you want. I just hope that Young Master Huang and Master Wang will never regret it in the future!"

After finishing her words, Ye Ning turned her head and said to Xiao Yanjin, "Xiao Shi, let's go!"

"what?!"

In the shocked eyes of Wang Zhenye and Huang Shaoyun, Xiao Yanjin tore off the human skin mask on his face and smiled wildly, "Okay, little senior sister!"

"not good!"

Huang Shaoyun saw the red ammunition in his hand with sharp eyes.

Breaking free from Ye Ning's entanglement, he ran quickly to stop him.

"Wang Zhenye, are you a fool?!"

As he rushed forward, he did not forget to take a look at Wang Zhenye, who was frowning and wondering what he was thinking. "Since Miss Ye doesn't care at all about the peace of her friend's parents after their death, why should we meddle in other people's business! Useless things like ashes , it’s better to clean it up!”

"exactly."

The cold light flickered between Ye Ning's fingers, and the sharp silver needle took advantage of Huang Shaoyun's distraction to penetrate his acupuncture point, "Things like ashes are indeed scattered cleanly."

"Um……"

Tormented by tearing pain, Huang Shaoyun's legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

Ye Ningyou felt that it was not enough, so she raised her foot and stepped hard on his shoulder, "Especially a person like Young Master Huang, he is the most suitable to be crushed to ashes!"

"Shaoyun!"

Wang Zhenye's hand holding the jar suddenly tightened.

No matter how much he looks down on Huang Shaoyun, he can't let anything happen to him!

"stop!"

The dagger with a cold glow was placed across Huang Shaoyun's neck. The blade cut the middle-aged man's skin, and blood fell to the ground bit by bit along the silver tip.

Wang Zhenye's eyes widened and he raised the urn in his hand higher: "Ye Ning, stop! If you dare to hurt Huang Shaoyun, the Huang family will not let you go!"

Dense beads of sweat fell from Huang Shaoyun's forehead, and the pain made him turn his eyes white.

Sweat slid down his neck to the wound, and the stinging pain tortured his nerves, but he could only brace himself and said, "Let them go!"

The anger was mixed with indescribable resentment.

The eyes like a midnight ghost landed on Ye Ning with great effort.

The woman didn't feel anything at all, and even lowered her head and smiled at Huang Shaoyun: "Young Master Huang is quite good."

After finishing her words, Ye Ning glanced at Huang Shaoyun's bodyguard, "Why, your young master's words are useless?"

The Huang family bodyguards looked at each other.

Their master is in the hands of others, and they dare not act rashly.

The weapon landed with a crisp sound.

Ye Ning dragged Huang Shaoyun towards the outside of the factory step by step, only to hear a sharp brake sound behind her.

Wang Zhenye looked up and saw a strange man in black clothes and black trousers lowering the window.

His eyes only looked at Ye Ning, "Madam, get in the car!"

Several SUVs were parked at the door of the factory, and Ye Ning was not in a hurry when he saw this.

After exchanging glances with Xiao Yanjin, Cheng Xiaoya, who was guarding the other party, led everyone away first.

Wait until everyone is in the car and close the door.

Ye Ning slowly moved the dagger across Huang Shaoyun's neck.

Then he hit the middle-aged man's lower back hard with his knee, "Go away, you loser!"

"Ye Ning...I want you to die!"

Roaring sounds, the roar of speeding cars and the sound of shattering urns were mixed together.

The flying dust made everyone cough.

Wang Zhenye covered his mouth and nose and stepped back, looking at the white snow on the ground, his heart beating violently.

An indescribable feeling of discomfort came from within.

His chest was so blocked that it felt like a big stone was pressing down on him, and his body was shaking unconsciously, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar!

Huang Shaoyun covered his chest, and the accompanying team doctor pulled out the silver needle that had been inserted into the acupuncture point. His body was trembling. The chaos that couldn't help but want to faint gradually disappeared.

He frowned and cursed all the time.

His eyes were red, and he glanced at Wang Zhenye who was standing aside, and his mood hit the bottom, "Why are you still standing there?! Why don't you leave quickly and wait for me to help you?!"

"What a waste! You can't even catch a little girl, and you have to be led by her!" He didn't remember the experience of being beaten by Ye Ning just now, and he cursed, "I really don't know the head of the Wang family. Why was the position given to you, loser!"

Wang Zhenye's chaotic thoughts were suddenly interrupted.

His fists suddenly tightened, and his chapped lips tightened.

His cold, condensed eyes only focused on Huang Shaoyun for a moment, and then his expression immediately changed.

He didn't answer and followed Huang Shaoyun out of the factory.

With half of his feet on the solid ground outside, he couldn't help but look back.

why?

He always has an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness? !

"Master! Oh no, something happened in the cemetery, over there in the cemetery!"

As soon as I stepped into the Wang family door.

The disciple who was responsible for guarding the Wang family cemetery ran over and rolled over in the mud without caring, and threw himself at Wang Zhenye's feet.

His face was tangled with snot and tears, and his forehead was red, swollen and bleeding, which looked particularly scary.

Wang Zhenye's heart skipped a beat, and his uneasiness became more intense, "What happened?!"

"Old, old lady's tomb, madam's tomb, was, was dug up!"

"Homeowner!"

"puff……"

The man kneeling on the ground flew out as soon as he finished speaking.

He moved twice on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes turned white, and he fell to the ground lifeless.

However, no one cared about his life or death, and the Wang family's housekeeper rushed over in two or two steps.

He gestured to the servants following behind him to carry the tombkeeper away, and carefully stood ten meters away from Wang Zhenye, "Master, we have sent people to look for him. I believe that he will be there soon..."

"Master! Master, where are you going?!"

Not finished.

Wang Zhenye flew out like an arrow from a string.

The car that brought them back had not yet left, so he opened the door and jumped in, "Go to the factory just now, hurry up!"

"Homeowner!"

The housekeeper took two steps after him.

The exhaust smell of gasoline hit him in the face, forcing him to stop.

Huang Shaoyun was helped over and glanced at the housekeeper who was standing there, neither chasing nor going back.

He laughed happily and said, "Let me tell you why that damn girl Ye Ning doesn't care about the two jars of ashes at all. Her relationship has been stolen and replaced. Humph, Wang Zhenye, I didn't expect that you would be like this!"

and many more!

Realizing something, Huang Shaoyun's lips curved stiffly, "You just said, how many jars of ashes are missing from your home?!"

"One, one jar."

The housekeeper was so frightened by his sudden fierce look that he shrank his neck.

Thinking of the other party's identity, he didn't dare to be indifferent at all, and stammered: "It's just our old lady's tomb. When we wake up, it will be an empty shell."

"Then what's in the other altar?!" Huang Shaoyun asked.

The butler's eyes were dim: "This, this..."

How could he know this? !

The young master of the Huang family, isn't this forcing others to do something difficult?