Can a general do whatever he wants?

Mingzhu couldn't believe it. Back then... it was Yan Yue who was going to marry her.But, why was Yan Mu the one who came to the wedding room on the wedding day?

Is Yan Yue lying to me, or is Yan Mu lying to me?

Or, the Yan family, are you lying to me?

Mingzhu felt that her mind was about to explode due to this unreasonable relationship, she stared blankly, and half-stepped into the death land of betrayal and doubt.

She is about to collapse.

Seeing Mingzhu's distracted gaze and dazed expression, Mr. Fang even shook his daughter's shoulders to wake her up from the desperate situation:

"Ninny, nannie. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Daddy will definitely help you figure out the ins and outs, and will definitely help you get justice!"

In the gloom, her father's voice was like the dawn light shining on a pearl to walk out of adversity of doubt. She hugged her father and cried bitterly:

"Why? Why? I don't understand!"

What is the truth of the matter?Mingzhu's return home this time uncovered the old account that was fooled two and a half years ago.

In order to find out the truth, Mr. Fang decided to take the army to demolish the gate of Yan's house early tomorrow morning.

The gate of the Yan family is gone. The gate is a symbol of stability and harmony for the family, and a sacred object to resist dirt and clutter.

Not only the gate of the Yan family is gone.In the early morning, outside the empty gate of Yan's house, there were soldiers wearing dark green and yellow caps.

"Yan Yue, I'll give you another chance, if you don't come out again, I'll smash all your East, West, North and South courtyards!"

Cangmai's voice was so loud in Yan's house in Nuoda at the moment, so loud that all the soldiers present gave up their sleepiness, and it was as straight as pines and cypresses.

"Hey, I'll go, what's wrong with General Yan, it made Fang Lao so angry."

Among them, the soldiers stationed outside couldn't help asking.

The colleague next to him covered his mouth and replied in a low voice: "Ghost knows, maybe Mr. Fang drank too much."

"Yan Yue! You don't want to toast or eat fine wine! Come out if you don't want to lose your arms and legs!"

Fang Lao's explosive voice came from Yan's mansion again, frightening the soldiers stationed in the outer mansion, and they dared not speak any more gossip.

"Well, Mr. Fang, you're so angry this morning...what's the matter?"

Mrs. Yan appeared in front of everyone in Gaotang leaning on a cane.

"You dead old woman, it's you! How did you tell me back then, and what are you doing now!"

Seeing Mrs. Yan appear on the stage, Mr. Fang rushed to her in a stride, regardless of the gender, he picked up Mrs. Yan's neckline and yelled.

The old lady whose throat was suddenly choked, with a sad face, yelled a few times: "Hey, hey, old man Fang, what are you doing, my old lady is going to lose her temper!"

"Call me out that brat Yan Yue, and the second young master who is called Yan what the hell."

While talking, Mr. Fang pinched Mrs. Yan's collar more and more tightly.

"Hey, I see! Relax, my old lady can't breathe!"

Old Madam Yan glanced at the servant girl and said, "Quickly call the Eldest Young Master and the Second Young Master out."

With Mrs. Yan's life at stake, Yan Mu and Yan Yue arrived in the middle of the hall at the main entrance after a while.

"What's the matter with the broken chairs all over the floor?"

Yan Mu stepped over the obstacle lying on the ground and entered the main hall.

Chen Ming squatted down and removed the tattered wooden chairs, cleared the way for Yan Yue, and continued to push Yan Yue into the main hall door.

"Old Fang?"

As soon as he entered the hall, Yan Yue recognized the familiar figure from the back.

"Yan Yue?"

Elder Fang also recognized Yan Yue's voice.He immediately let go of the hand pinched on the collar of Mrs. Yan, picked up the horse leather gun that was buckled around his waist, and turned to face Yan Yue's forehead.

This action made everyone present scream in fright.

"Hey! Mr. Fang, what are you doing!"

Mrs. Yan cared about her grandson, and before she could calm down, she stretched her hand and grabbed Fang Lao's cuff: "If you are angry at me, just attack me. Why are you pointing a gun at Yue'er!"

Chen Ming stepped forward to protect Yan Yue, staring at the old man in front of him.

Everyone moved their positions one step towards Yan Yue's direction, their expressions solemn.

"Oh, you little bastard. I didn't expect the Yan family to still protect you."

Seeing the situation, Mr. Fang put away the gun and pinned it back to his waist.

"Mr. Fang is really good at joking. If the Yan family doesn't protect me, who else will they protect?" Yan Yue was no more dignified than the others. He stretched out his hand and pulled Chen Ming, who was standing in front of him, into his arms, and put his chin on Chen Ming's chest. On the shoulder, he added:

"I'm right, girl."

Seeing Yan Yue and the unknown girl flirt with each other in front of him, Fang always thought of his poor daughter.The fire that was suppressed in my heart flared up again.

"I said you little bastard, you don't like the mature and beautiful pearl of my family. You like young ones in love! I can't kill you now, can't I beat you!"

Fang Lao said and started to move again.

"Senior Fang, are you here for Mingzhu?"

Before Fang Lao could make a move, Yan Mu, who was at the side, took a step forward and stopped him.

"Who are you, let me get out of the way."