Yan family.
Backyard loft.
In the study room.
Yan Shichang sat on the chair with a calm expression. Opposite him sat his only grandson. But he is a cripple.
Coupled with what happened a few days ago, he was in an extremely unhappy mood. Extremely angry.
Why angry
Because he suddenly lost two powerful players. They are all peerless strong men who have followed him for many years.
Is the Yan family rich enough
But over the years, he has only gathered these two. And a lot of effort was put into cultivating it.
It can be said that a peerless strong man is an extremely valuable resource for any wealthy family. It cannot be measured with money.
The money is gone, you can make it again. But the most powerful person is something you can only meet but cannot find.
And a peerless strong man can do many things that are inconvenient for his master. A more important advantage is that you can improve your security level.
The richer the person, the more afraid of death.
The richer the person, the greater the danger they face.
For them, money cannot be more important than life.
"Grandpa. He is still alive." Yan Dengkui, who was sitting in a wheelchair, had gloomy eyes. His hands were clenched into fists, and his nails even scratched the palms of his hands. But he didn't know it.
"I know." Yan Shichang's face was quite calm. What kind of storms and waves has he never seen
In those ten years of his middle age. The storms he experienced were a hundred times or a thousand times greater than they are now.
The Yan family almost collapsed. Didn't he also carry it
Isn't he as famous as Ye Gong in the capital
So even after experiencing this failure, he remained as calm as a mountain without much expression on his face.
"Then let's just forget it?" Yan Dengkui was unwilling. Not convinced. He wants Xiao Zheng to die. If Xiao Zheng doesn't die, he will have nightmares for the rest of his life!
"Don't think about this anymore for now." Yan Shichang shook his head gently and pursed his lips. "You go back and rest first."
Don't think about it for now
Go back and rest
What, couldn’t even Grandpa have anything to do
He wanted to say something more, but the door was pushed open.
The person who entered the house was none other than his father, Yan Jiazhou.
"Dengkui. Go back to your room and rest."
Yan Jiazhou walked into the study, pushed the wheelchair and said, "Your grandpa needs to rest too."
After that, he pushed Yan Dengkui out of the study.
After walking out of the backyard, Yan Dengkui raised his head and glanced at his father: "That's it?"
"Your grandpa has tried his best." Yan Jiazhou sighed. "Long Shisan and Nangong Ning were all killed by him. How many people in the world can kill him?"
"Use a gun. Use a cannon. I don't believe he is invulnerable, with copper skin and iron bones." Yan Dengkui fell into a demonic barrier.
"Things are not as simple as you think." Yan Jiazhou shook his head and said.
Outside Yan's house.
There was a pair of middle-aged women standing at the door.
They are wearing green clothes and have a gentle temperament. The latter's appearance may only be considered delicate. But the former's face is as beautiful as a fairy.
Yes.
She is not young, but her temperament and self-cultivation are not something ordinary women can possess.
Her eyes were gentle and bright. Every move she made was different.
who is she
She is Ye Fenghuang. The former empress of Yanjing. A terrible woman who tramples all men under her feet.
But now, she only has Buddha nature. His face never showed anger or anger.
After more than 20 years of sitting meditation, Ye Fenghuang is no longer the Queen of Yanjing she used to be. But the monks at the top of Fengming Mountain.
But today, she appeared at the door of the Yan family.
"you are-"
A Yan family housekeeper walked over with confusion on his face.
Why did two monks appear at the door of Yan's house? And she’s a nun
Are you here for alms
But shouldn’t today’s monks beg alms on the roadside or in the bustling city center
Is it a bit too much to come to the Yan family to beg for help
"Is everyone in the family here?" Ye Yuhua asked very gently with a warm face.
"Huh?" The housekeeper became more and more puzzled.
Is everyone at home here
What does this mean
"What do you want to do?" the steward asked curiously.
He was a little unsure of the other party's purpose.
Moreover, the demeanor and appearance of these two people do not look like ordinary monks. Especially the former, even if he just stood here, he felt like he was covered in filth. Not worthy enough to talk to her.
"Meet them." Ye Yuhua said with a smile.
"Who are you meeting?" the steward asked curiously.
"Everyone." Ye Yuhua still had a gentle smile on his face.
"what happened?"
Yan Jiazhou, who was chatting with his son in the living room, came over after hearing the news. I was about to tell the housekeeper to drive the person away. But when he saw the woman standing at the door - his body trembled suddenly. The back was immediately soaked.
is her
"Boss Ye—" Yan Jiazhou said with a strange expression. "Why are you here?"
"Come and take a look." Ye Yuhua said with a smile.
"Come and see—" Yan Jiazhou hurriedly stepped forward and pulled away from the housekeeper. "Please come in."
"Thank you." Ye Yuhua nodded lightly and walked slowly into Yan's house.
Li Jing behind him also followed suit. His eyebrows were lowered. It's like an old monk entering concentration. Very calm.
She didn't have to come.
But she came anyway.
It's not that I'm afraid that the young lady will be threatened. But I wanted to come and take a look.
In China, who dares to have an idea for a young lady
At least Li Jing has followed Ye Yuhua for decades and has never seen him once.
As soon as the two entered the living room, Yan Jiazhou immediately ordered the servant to pour tea and water, and snacks and fruits were quickly brought out.
After Ye Yuhua took his seat, he was not in a hurry to drink tea. He just glanced at Yan Jiazhou calmly and said with a smile, "Where are the family members?"
"My son just went back to his room to rest." Yan Jiazhou explained.
"Tell him to come out." Ye Yuhua was still smiling. But there was unquestionable power in his words.
"This—" Yan Jiazhou hesitated for a while, and finally nodded. "Okay. I'll call him right now."
He hurriedly woke up Yan Dengkui who had just laid down. He didn't even have time to tell his son what was going on.
Yan Dengkui sat in the wheelchair with an angry look on his face and was about to curse. But the moment he saw Ye Yuhua sitting in the living room, he was confused.
Anger turned into panic. Restless.
She - went down the mountain again
Yes.
Ye Fenghuang went down the mountain again.
Came to Yan's house alone.
What is she going to do
"Where's Yan Hong?" Ye Yuhua glanced at Yan Jiazhou and said with a smile.
"Probably at work." Cold sweat broke out on Yan Jiazhou's forehead.
He also figured out what Ye Yuhua was going to do.
"Tell her to come back." Ye Yuhua said calmly.
"This—" Yan Jiazhou was helpless and finally took out the phone. Call your third sister.
After hanging up the phone, he asked tentatively: "Boss Ye, what exactly are you going to do with such a massive effort?"
When Ye Yuhua heard this, he just picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then slightly narrowed his beautiful eyes full of wisdom, opened his red lips and said, "Guess."