IX Cultivation

Mr. Li suddenly felt strange. He knew that the barrister living next door was a well-known barrister in the industry. Could it be that Barrister Yan was actually corrupt and broke the law, and was finally found out, and now he is here to arrest him?

Mr. Li felt ridiculous for his own thoughts, after all, he hadn't heard any rumors before.

Therefore, Mr. Li carefully observed the people below. The strange thing is that the people below seem to be divided into two groups. One group has no leader. A powerful young man came down and gave him a cold look.

Mr. Li was suddenly stopped by those eyes, and hid behind the screen window, not daring to poke his head out for a long time.

When I calmed down a little, I just wanted to find out, but I was startled by the sudden gunshot!

Mr. Li hastily appeased his frightened wife and daughter, and then looked outside, only to see that imposing young man was hugging a man out of Lawyer Yan's house!

The relationship between Mr. Li and Lawyer Yan is that of nodding acquaintances, but he is quite familiar with Lawyer Yan's homosexuality.

He almost immediately judged that the disheveled man wrapped in a sheet was the gay of Lawyer Yan!But in the next moment, he saw Lawyer Yan chasing out from inside, one of his legs was covered with blood, and his usually indifferent expression was so gloomy to the limit at this moment, he was talking loudly.

On the other side, there were several luxury cars from far to near. Mr. Li felt as if he was watching an annual drama. He watched seriously while hugging his wife and daughter, but his heart was very active.

He recognized it, and the later car belonged to the Ye family!

Although he has a successful career now, compared with the Ye family's multinational enterprise, his own family business is not enough.Some time ago, I heard that the Ye Family’s Crown Prince was about to take over. It was said that there was a daughter who was unmarried and conceived and gave birth to the Ye Family’s little Crown Prince. Although it was a premature baby, but the Ye Family’s Young Master cared about his son. No way, the whole family will go abroad after a while.

As for the woman who gave birth to the little crown prince, no one has any news. It can only be said that Young Master Ye was probably really tied up and hid her tightly for fear of being snatched away by someone.

Mr. Li suddenly smelled the secrets of a wealthy family, swallowed immediately, took out his mobile phone, and recorded the outside scene with a high-resolution camera.

Ye Shao's expression was very bad, but he seemed to be an old acquaintance with that tall police officer, and the smile he pulled out still maintained his basic demeanor, but even ghosts could see that Ye Shao was in a bad mood.

At this time, the man held in the arms of the tall police officer stretched out his hand from the police uniform, and his white arm rested on the police officer's shoulder. His fingers were clearly knuckle and covered with bruises.

Mr. Li rolled his Adam's apple inexplicably, and an unknown feeling spread out.

The man's appearance was not outstanding, but the ravaged body was covered with traces of lust that couldn't be concealed. After getting off the police officer, he couldn't stand still. He put on a slightly larger police uniform and simply tied his belt. He was wearing nothing but a white shirt underneath, and his long bare legs were straight. Suspicious liquid suddenly flowed from the inside of his thighs, and he was slightly supported by the police officer beside him who pressed his police cap very low.

The police officer put his arms around the man's waist and outlined the man's waist very thinly. The police uniform could barely cover the buttocks.

The man turned his back to him, and Mr. Li didn't know what happened for a while, but he saw Mr. Yan came over with his injured leg, and confronted the police officer and Young Master Ye. From Mr. Li's point of view, the man seemed to be A little helpless, when he saw a policeman hugging a baby from the room, he immediately hugged him into his arms and wanted to leave.

Not long after, the ambulance also rushed over, but Ye Shao's car refused to let go at all, and the police car the man was riding in couldn't get out, and the ambulance couldn't stop, and the scene became even more chaotic for a while.

Just when Mr. Li thought that the "war" would escalate, Ye Shao gave in with a smile, and took the lead to leave with his own people. Lawyer Yan also fainted to the ground due to excessive blood loss, and was carried by the rushing nurse to the ground. a stretcher.

But for 10 minutes, Mr. Li felt as if a day had passed.

Soon, there were not many people left on the 'battlefield', and when Mr. Li thought everything was over, he saved all the photos he took and set a password, and when he was about to appease his wife and daughter and said that it was all right, Yu Guang But he saw a black private car parked in front of Lawyer Yan's small villa. The owner of the car rolled down the window and did not come out, but lit a cigarette and let the smoke waft out.

In just one cigarette, the private car drove away, but Mr. Li felt that he had dug up a big secret, a complicated relationship between the Yan family and the Ye family and obviously a very high-ranking police officer.

Of course, the key to everything is that man.

What Mr. Li didn't know was that there was a pale young man with snow-white hair sitting in the police car, with a jade wrench on his thumb, watching all this with cold eyes.Only after the man got into the car, his cheeks blushed shyly and he smiled.

The man was holding the baby, the corners of his mouth were red, swollen and broken, his eyes were slightly red, but he looked even more out of reach. Looking at the white-haired young man, he was stunned for a second, then thought of something, and said, "Yan Zhijue ……Thanks."

The white-haired young man's voice was low, with a unique magnetism, very graceful and charming: "You're welcome, and... just call me Ah Jue..."

"……not too good."

Yan Zhijue smiled, but his eyes were apologetic and said: "I think it's good, but I didn't expect Yan Xi to do such a thing. If I was in better health and walked with you often, I would have discovered it earlier."

Wan Ling didn't speak.

Long Jun sitting in the driver's seat raised the brim of his hat subconsciously, exposing the cold and hard curtain lines, his dark blue eyes inadvertently swept across the rearview mirror, and suddenly met Wan Ling's eyes in the back seat. People looked away at the same time, Yan Zhijue, who was sitting next to Wan Ling, saw this scene in his eyes, smiled silently and hooked the corners of his mouth.

194. The Three Little Hostages

Wan Ling never thought that she would leave Yan Xi in such a way.

But many things are moving in a strange direction. Maybe there are even more incomprehensible things ahead, but Wan Ling can't stop anymore. Someone always seems to be pushing him behind, even a little hesitation makes him He began to feel uneasy.

Yan Xi treated him fairly well, she didn't force her to have sex with him, at least she knew that she had to stir up his desire, unlike Tan Lang, who knew he was going to break up a long time ago, and he just did it, and something bad happened later.

It's just that Xiaobao, who was brought back by Wan Ling, still couldn't stay by his side. Even though Yan Xi was in a coma, he struggled to wake up and asked someone to get the paternity test, and then took Xiaobao away.

Wan Ling can't do the appraisal by himself, and then go to court with Yan Xi. Xiaobao is indeed related to both of them by blood, but if there is a quarrel, the secrets of his body will be exposed. This...isn't Wan Ling want.

At this point, the three children are no longer by his side. In contrast, Yan Zhijue accompanied him with the most different Long Jun from the dream.

Wan Ling has experienced too much. He understands Yan Zhijue's mind, but he doesn't want to understand it. Fortunately, Yan Zhijue is not as stubborn as Lingshi.

It might be cruel to say it, but what made Wan Ling really relieved was actually Yan Zhijue’s albinism that tormented him, which made Yan Zhijue not in good health. Sickness, frequent injections.

After Wan Ling was rescued, he had nowhere to go. He subconsciously felt that it was wrong for him to go home. Maybe he would be locked up again by Yan Xi, who is now a bit abnormal, or Ye Qingming might find him and take him abroad together. Or maybe Tan Lang, whom he least wanted to see, would hypnotize himself thinking that nothing had happened, and integrate into his life again.

Which, Wan Ling does not want.

Wan Ling also feels that sometimes he withdraws too quickly from a relationship that has lasted for several years, but he can't pretend to be reluctant to part with him.And they were the ones who let him down. He had given him a chance, but they didn't want it.

So the week after being rescued from Yan Xi's room was actually the most embarrassing period in Wan Ling's history. Although Yan Zhijue said that it didn't matter how long he stayed, Wan Ling knew that this was not a long-term solution.

It was originally a very simple matter, as long as everyone calmly said it, as long as everyone let go, but such a simple action was impossible for those few people.

Wan Ling suddenly felt that his dream might be a prophetic dream. If this continues, the relationship will deteriorate one day, and in the end, no one will get the other, and they will be entangled and die together.

Speaking of 'death', Wan Ling saw the picture that he could never forget. The red Nine Heavens all over the world were like hell. The half-demon who touched the statue, for the first time, the dragon egg he was expecting to give birth to was crushed in front of his eyes. Tanlang stretched out his hand to him with bloody eyes and asked him to go with him. In the end, he had snow-white hair Silk's spirit stone hugged his corpse and sat on the throne of the ancient palace, waiting to die.

A man can't understand this kind of unforgettable heart-piercing feelings. He has always been very calm, and in his dream, his heart is as calm as water. He has feelings but not deep ones.