The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

An unconcealable sinister look flashed across Uncle Li's face for a moment, and his wrinkled hands tightly grasped the dragon-headed cane.

This leg was broken by Li Yanzhou, the wolf cub. Unfortunately, there is no evidence, so we can only give up.

Glancing at Shen Zhiyan who had been taken back by the servant, Li Yanzhou took a sip of tea slowly and said, "I wonder what Second Uncle came to see me for?"

"Yanzhou, was it you who did the incident at Guochi Port?"

Li Yanzhou glanced at him indifferently, his deep cold eyes were cold and without any warmth. He curled the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Why do you say that, Uncle? The port's bid belongs to the Pei family in Jiangcheng. I dare not take on such a big responsibility."

Uncle Li gnashed his teeth, his tone filled with anger: "Everyone knows what you, Li Yanzhou, and Pei Zigui are up to! Are you trying to make my people starve to death by interfering with my dock business now?"

Ever since Li Yanzhou successfully took the position of the head of the Li family, Uncle Li's influence has been greatly weakened over the years.

Now, the only remaining pier has also been passive. This is clearly not wanting him to have an easy life.

Back then, if this kid hadn't been lucky, he wouldn't have been the one to make the decisions in the Li family.

Li Yanzhou raised his eyes, his black eyes were cold and dangerous, "Second Uncle, you can't slander people in broad daylight. Since I'm letting you manage the dock business, I won't regret it. It's a win-win situation to cooperate with the Pei family. Unless..."

The man's deep eyes suddenly became even colder, with a sharp warning: "Unless, Second Uncle did something shameful in this?"

Uncle Li's chaotic pupils suddenly shrank and he denied, "You are slandering me!"

Li Yanzhou sneered, "That's the best. Second Uncle is old, so there's no need to come here specially in the future. You can contact Zhou Zhu if you have any questions. I won't keep Second Uncle for dinner."

The order to expel the guest was given, "Zhou Zhu, show him out."

After being turned away, Mr. Li stared at the man who turned away unwillingly. His eyes fell on the table, and there was a faint lip mark on the teacup that Li Yanzhou had just drunk from.

"My dear nephew, are you bringing a woman back to Hong Kong City?"

Li Yanzhou suddenly stopped and turned around. His sinister eyes were filled with murderous intent. His cold, dark eyes glanced at him without any warmth, and his tone was filled with terrifying hostility.

"If Second Uncle has made a mistake, you can try to see whether my gun is faster or you are more lucky."

Zhou Zhu, who was standing by, spoke in a gentle and polite tone, but with a hint of subtle provocation: "Second Master, please."

When he returned to the restaurant, Li Yanzhou saw the woman's slender back, and the hostility in his eyes instantly disappeared.

"Everyone, go out." The man waved his hand, and the servants in the kitchen retreated.

Shen Zhiyan was holding two bottles of wine and looking at them, her eyes full of confusion. When she saw him coming back, she said softly:

"You're back. I don't know which bottle you like to drink."

Li Yanzhou took the two bottles of red wine from her and placed them casually on the table. "Any bottle will do. Do your hands feel sore from holding them for so long?"

He directly hugged Shen Zhiyan and sat down, leaning his slender waist against the edge of the table. Li Yanzhou grabbed the woman's soft white fingers clasped on her chest and gently kneaded them, "Are you very happy?"

Shen Zhiyan was indeed very happy. Li Yanzhou came back for lunch, which meant that he would accompany her to visit her grandmother in the afternoon.

She bit her lip and tried to retract her hand, but Li Yanzhou held it tightly and refused to let go. Shen Zhiyan had no choice but to soften her tone:

"Li Yanzhou."

Li Yanzhou patted her waist and hips, his voice slow and deep, as if he did it on purpose: "Hmm? What does Yanyan want to say?"

Although he hadn't drunk any alcohol yet, his eyes were so gentle, as if he was drowning in a glass of intoxicating red wine.

"I'm hungry."

The woman's voice was soft and tender, which made people's hearts soften. It also had a somewhat pitiful look, which could easily arouse the evil taste deep in a man's heart.

"Why are you so delicate? Do you want me to feed you?"

"No, put me down."

Li Yanzhou held down Shen Zhiyan's twisting body, his eyes gradually darkened, and his voice became more restrained:

"If you still want me to accompany you to see grandma in the afternoon, then stay still. Otherwise, we may have to stay in the room all day."

"..."

Shen Zhiyan was not an ignorant girl, she immediately understood the man's implication. Besides, she could not ignore something that could not be ignored.

"Open your mouth."

Li Yanzhou picked up a piece of swan cake and put it to Shen Zhiyan's mouth, staring at her with burning eyes. Seeing the woman open her mouth obediently, her soft red tongue also appeared in his sight.

The Adam's apple slid up and down uncontrollably.

As the name suggests, the swan pastry is shaped like a swan and cannot be eaten in one bite. Shen Zhiyan ate it in small bites, and Li Yanzhou opened his palm to help her catch the pastry that accidentally fell off.

Seeing the woman's watery almond eyes narrowed slightly with a happy expression, Li Yanzhou raised the corner of his mouth, "Is it so delicious?"

Shen Zhiyan nodded, "Would you like to try it?"

"Okay, try it."

A powerful hand clasped behind her head, pressing Shen Zhiyan to her chest. A long and lingering kiss followed, with lips pressed tightly together. Not long after, the man knocked on the crack of the door and touched the soft tongue that had been peeping for a long time with satisfaction.

Sweep, entangle, explore.

They sat in each other's arms, with the soft white camellia pressed against his chest, and Shen Zhiyan rubbed it unconsciously.

A delicate moan entered his ears, and Li Yanzhou's breathing gradually became heavier. He greedily absorbed every inch and every trace of Shen Zhiyan's unique scent.

The slightly rough wind finally touched the soft and white white camellia as it wished.

Kiss, gradually loosening.

It fell on the neck, passed the collarbone, and then went up to hold the earlobe.

"Baby, so sweet."

A simple lunch took two hours.

When the servants were notified to clean up, they found that the tablecloths had been torn off and disappeared.