Reborn Tiger Poison Eater

After greeting Lei Ting and hanging up the phone, Yan Yaoqin immediately called Zhuo Yang.As expected, only a busy tone was heard.When I called Ayi again, the other end hesitated, but couldn't give a general idea.

Yan Yaoqin was so angry that he slapped the table: "I don't care what the brat tells you, I'll just ask you where you are now! Ah Yi, no matter who you work with, don't forget who is paying your salary!"

Both father and son are bosses, and Ah Yi is in a dilemma.The young master is a very nice person, usually he doesn't cause trouble, it's rare for him to tell himself to do something, if it all messes up, how can he be ashamed to follow him.But if you offend Mr. Yan, if you make trouble, you will lose your job, and the consequences will be even more serious.After thinking about it, he repeated Zhuo Yang's instructions in detail.

Yan Yaoqin dialed the phone, his face turned black, and he led his men to kill all the way to Chen Shandao, East District.

In other matters, he has always been a calm and rational person, who thinks twice before doing anything, and never makes a move if there is no plan.But when it came to Zhuo Yang, his mind was in a mess for an instant, and he couldn't turn around at all.

The Zhuo family probably already knew what Yan Yusi was doing, and was eager to peel his skin and drink his blood with his own hands. At this time, he was unarmed and sent to the door alone, not waiting to be bullied.Although I said that I will let him solve the Zhuo family's affairs, that's just an excuse to keep people behind. Could it be that he really pushed such a big matter on a child!

Because she liked Zhuo Yang so much, she unconsciously wanted to protect him everywhere, treating that young man as a fragile glass vessel that would shatter at the touch of a touch, while ignoring his fox-like brain.

Halfway through, Yan Yaoqin gradually came to his senses.The reason why the son had been hiding it from him before he passed was because he didn't want to meddle in this matter.He is not a person who acts recklessly and recklessly, and he should have a thorough understanding of all kinds of interests in advance.If you are not sure, how dare you go to the appointment alone.

Having experienced one death, he should cherish life more than anyone else.

The scene outside the window flashed by like a revolving lantern, dazzled, Yan Yaoqin looked normal on the outside, but the battle between heaven and man was in his mind.

He couldn't help but think of the night when Jiyu Island was attacked, in Ding's villa, the moment the gunshots rang out, the people who were like a thunderbolt surrounded Ding Shao like dogs, when he was really in danger, didn't he struggle with I guard you, you guard me, this vulgar drama, but without thinking, give the position behind yourself to the other party, and fight side by side.

This is a kind of trust, but also a kind of respect.

In the end, should I lead someone to rush there, protect my son immediately, and minimize possible dangers, or should I leave the initiative to my son and let him handle this matter according to his own will?Will ruining his plan make the little guy unhappy?But what if something goes wrong and the son is hurt again?

Yan Yaoqin found that since he fell in love with Zhuo Yang, there have been a lot of dilemmas in his life for no reason.He has changed from a Mr. Yan who is decisive when things happen to an indecisive old Yan.

Sure enough, once a person has a weakness, it is really terrible.

Without time to think about it, Yan Yaoqin waved his hand: "Stop!"

Commander Zhang Chongjiu sneaked a team of people to garrison near the cafe, and under the premise of hiding his whereabouts, he was ready to attack at any time.He led the rest of the people to stay at the intersection designated by Zhuo Yang.

The people of the Yan family were well-trained, and quickly presented the situation in the cafe to Yan Yaoqin through video equipment.

The picture gradually appeared, seeing his precious son being pinned on the table with his arms cut back and his head and neck tightly pressed, Yan Yaoqin's heart twitched violently, and he clenched his fists instinctively. The hands on his son almost had the urge to chop them off with his own hands.

He silently gave Zhuo Yang 3 minutes in his heart, if the prohibition had not been lifted after 3 minutes, even if he fought hard to declare war with the Zhuo family, he would rush out to get him out.He couldn't bear the feeling of hanging his heart.

In fact, it didn't take as long as 3 minutes.Although Zhuo Yang was under arrest, he looked very calm and said something unhurriedly.On the contrary, Zhuo Yuan who was opposite was extremely emotional, his shoulders trembled, and he waved the bodyguards away.

The siblings chatted for a while, Zhuo Yang took out a pen and didn't know whether to write or draw something on the paper, and handed it to Zhuo Yuan when he was done, Zhuo Yuan nodded slightly while talking.

Zhuo Yang handed over the earplugs hanging around his neck.Zhuo Yuan inserted it in his ear, and sat quietly like this, listening for a long time.Her brows gradually tightened, she was a little surprised at first, then moved, and finally lowered her face deeply, wiping away her tears and snot indiscriminately.After crying for a while, she looked up at Zhuo Yang again, with an extremely serious expression.

After talking back and forth for two hours, Zhuo Yuan got up and sent Zhuo Yang out.Walking to the door, the two of them got close again and whispered softly. While speaking, Zhuo Yuan took his younger brother's hand and held it affectionately.

These actions mean that Zhuo Yuan already knows Zhuo Yang's true identity and believes him.Yan Yaoqin was relieved for a while, and let out a long breath.But the two hands that were pulled together and were still shaking slightly made people's eyes swell and hurt, which made him feel sore in his heart, and turned his eyes away resentfully.

It's good to talk about it, it can prevent Zhuo Yang from being accidentally injured by his relatives again.But things can't be turned over as easily as flipping through a book.Those brothers who were injured because of the Zhuo family and Yan San were all waiting for their own explanation. The truth of the matter is still in their hands. It is hard to guarantee that it will be leaked one day. Even if they do not do it themselves, someone will come forward to face the Zhuo family. unfavorable.

Zhuo Yang wanted to walk out to meet Ah Yi, but as soon as he walked out of the intersection, he saw the familiar train from a distance.

Ah Yi trotted over and explained in a panic: "Young master, it's not me! I don't know how Mr. Yan knew, he insisted on forcing me to say..." The voice became smaller and smaller, buzzing like a mosquito.

Zhuo Yang patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, and walked unhurriedly to Yan Yaoqin's car.As soon as he approached, the car door opened, revealing Yan Yaoqin's cloudy face.

Zhuo Yang didn't expect his father to find out his act of cutting first and playing later.Looking at this posture, it is likely that some troubles have been caused.Thinking about it, just like the last time I caught a cold and fell ill but didn't take the medicine in time, it was inevitable to be scolded.He simply took the initiative to express his apology: "Today..."

Before he could speak, Yan Yaoqin's worried voice came into his ears: "What happened to the face on this side? Why is it red? Is the arm hurt? Let me see." He said and gently held his hand The shoulders twisted cautiously, and seeing Zhuo Yang frowned slightly, he couldn't help but parted and pulled him into his arms, unbuttoned the neckline, and opened it to examine carefully, "There are bruises here, I will help you later Rub it with medicinal wine, otherwise it will take a long time for the swelling to go away tomorrow."

After ordering to drive, pretending to be unconscious, he held Zhuo Yang's hand that was just pulled by his sister in the palm of his hand, as if he was playing with it or warming it up, covering it with his big hand, and the pulp of his thumb slightly Rubbing.After a while, the wrinkles in my heart that had been scratched were slowly flattened, and I finally felt comfortable.

Completely beyond Zhuo Yang's expectations, the imaginary anger did not erupt.He didn't say a word of questioning, didn't say a word of harshness, and didn't even have an overly strong tone, as if he had already agreed to support his behavior.He raised his head and stared blankly at Yan Yaoqin. The expression of the man on the opposite side still showed no sadness or joy, but through the mask-like face that had been hanging for a long time and had already regarded indifference as a habit, the old Yan behind that was unexpectedly smiling.

In the evening, Ah Yi ran to find Ling Caiyi with a sad face: "Butler Ling, I did something wrong again. Do you think the boss will fire me this time?"

Ling Caiyi put on a narrow face and squeezed her eyes: "Wait for me to find out for you."

Picking up two pieces of materials and running upstairs, I saw Yan Yaoqin walking into Zhuo Yang's room with Dieda wine in his hand.Ling Caiyi saw the needles and asked: "Sir, the New Year is two days away, and a batch of soft decorations will be replaced at home. I would like to ask which color you like the most."

Yan Yaoqin glanced casually: "It's all good, they are all very beautiful, A Cai, you can make up your mind!" After speaking, he ran away in a flash, and even whistled frivolously.

Ling Caiyi looked at the back of the boss who quickly disappeared, then looked at the two samples of fabrics in his hand that were completely unsuitable for him in terms of pattern and color, walked downstairs with drooping eyelids, and handed to Ah Yi: "Your heart should rest well. In the belly!"

The door of Zhuo Yang's bedroom was not closed tightly, and Ling Caiyi's irrelevant questions were all heard by him.Seeing his father coming in, he took the initiative to pull the collar of his pajamas down his shoulders, lay on his side on the pillow and said lazily: "Aunt Cai is so kind, she is so enthusiastic about everyone. She must have come here for Ah Yi. She is so good People, but they fell in love with Brother Chongjiu who is like a tree. If the wood doesn't get better, Aunt Cai will be old."

His son's words made him smile wryly. Recently, he has always been surprisingly sensitive to the word "old".

He poured medicinal wine on his hand, rubbed it carefully to warm it up, and rubbed it on the bruise.The son's shoulders are very thin, much thinner than children of the same age, and the bones are clearly visible, as if they will be crushed with a little force.Yan Yaoqin felt sad for a while. It would be nice if Zhuo Yang was the same as before, healthy and smiling all the time.

"Old Yan," Zhuo Yang saw that his father was in a low mood and kept silent for a long time, so he could feel some reason, and couldn't help joking to adjust the atmosphere, "I haven't finished talking about yesterday's topic, what kind of person do you like? No If you are enlightened, you will be old!"

Yan Yaoqin knew that his son was teasing him intentionally because he saw his emotions, but he felt that this little guy was both exasperating and cute.Even so, it still caused Zhuo Yang to dodge exaggeratedly.

Yan Yaoqin moved the person back to the pillow, straightened him up, pulled the quilt tightly, kneaded the medicinal wine again, and said quietly: "Speaking of the person I like, I don't know how to describe it...he is very smart, and he is the best at observing words and expressions, Try to figure out people's hearts. As an opponent, he must be a very difficult person to deal with. Fortunately, he never takes the initiative to be an enemy. No matter what I think in my heart-said, unsaid, or unsaid, he It is always easy to see through. I have lived for almost 40 years, and I have only met him, only him..."

Being massaged by a pair of slightly rough thick palms, his whole body was relaxed, Zhuo Yang fell asleep at some point, his breathing was long and steady, and his mouth was pouting stupidly.Yan Yaoqin wanted to help him straighten the messy hair on his forehead, but suddenly remembered that his hands were still stained with medicinal wine, and in desperation, he rubbed his clothes vigorously a few times to make sure that it was completely clean, and then lightly flicked the hair strands with his fingers. Reveals a clean and clear sleeping face.

Just staring at him intently like this, he said to his son in the dream: "The person I like, he has a nice name, and every time I call him by his name, I feel so sweet. I have hurt I passed him and almost lost him forever. Fortunately, God gave me a chance to send him to me again. I want him to be happy every day, make him laugh, and let him forget all the painful experiences. It is a pity that I didn't do it well enough. Everyone thought I was the omnipotent Mr. Yan, but I knew that there were some things I didn't understand at all, such as...how to love someone..."

Ayan, I love you!It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't like me, as long as you give me a chance to like you, that's enough...