Bodyguard of the Goddess

Chapter 1800: Return to the Yan family!

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Chatting with Lan Xin was easy and unpretentious. Lan Xin is also good at chatting, at least when chatting with Xiao Zheng, she showed great patience. There was always a strong interest in Xiao Zheng's words on his face.

This is a kind of respect and also makes the speaker, Brother Azheng, feel satisfied.

After chatting for about half an hour, Lan Xin's pretty face clearly showed signs of exhaustion. Xiao Zheng tightened the quilt around Lan Xin's neck and said softly: "Get some rest. I'll come back another day."

Lan Xin showed a gentle look on her face, nodded and said: "Okay. Go and do your work."

When parting, Lan Xin secretly kissed Xiao Zheng on the cheek. Then the whole person shrank into bed. Even the head is blocked.

Shaking his head dumbfounded, Xiao Zheng gently closed the door for Lan Xin. Then drove straight to Yan's house.

I haven’t been to Yan’s house for a while. On the one hand, there is no need to come. On the other hand, there have been too many grudges. I'm too embarrassed to come to the door. Xiao Zheng felt quite uneasy as he left for Shang Yao's platform this time. She was even more afraid that the Yan family would take the opportunity to retaliate and slap her in the face.

He is simply putting his hot face on someone else's cold ass, which is very passive.

But there was no way, Shang Yao stood up for Xiao Zheng many times, and he couldn't refuse due to emotions and reasons. Secondly, having Shang Yao at the helm of the Yan family is definitely more beneficial to Xiao Zheng than Shang Jingtian. He was also really worried that the desperate Shang Yaozhen and Qiu Shuo would work together.

If that were the case, the situation would be too complicated to handle.

When Xiao Zheng arrived at Yan's house, it was already half past seven in the night. Because he notified Shang Yao in advance, when Xiao Zheng drove there, he happened to see Shang Yao waiting at the door.

Tonight she wore a very gorgeous evening dress. Even if it’s a family dinner, she still looks like she’s walking on the red carpet. After all, speaking openly, this was also her first meeting with Bai Wushuang. You have to be careful.

"If I were Miss Shang, I would definitely wear patched rags." Xiao Zheng got out of the car and smiled at Shang Yao who was walking towards her. "Lest that guy Bai Wushuang be attracted by Miss Shang's beauty."

Shang Yao smiled brightly, nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, Boss Xiao, for the compliment."

Xiao Zheng changed the subject, but the smile on his face gradually faded: "Miss Shang, hurry up and assign me a task. I came here suddenly, but I worry about being kicked out at any time."

When Shang Yao heard this, he shook his head and said, "With me here, who dares to be disrespectful to Boss Xiao?"

Xiao Zheng said half-truthfully: "Then Miss Shang invited me to Yan's house, so she wouldn't really have this family dinner, would she?"

Shang Yao is very witty and can turn his head very quickly. Xiao Zheng was not sure what kind of medicine this woman was selling in her gourd. But let's make peace with it as it comes. The worst outcome is just to quarrel with the Yan family's relatives and friends and get a little angry. Is it possible that they still dare to do something to themselves

The previous beatings must have left indelible wounds on the Yan family, right

After a brief negotiation, Xiao Zheng entered the Yan family accompanied by Shang Yao. Arrive smoothly at the restaurant filled with delicious food.

There were all familiar faces sitting in the living room.

Yan Hong, and her husband, who doesn’t have much ability but has a decent background.

Yan Jiazhou, Yan Dengkui and his son.

Because Yan Dengkui's legs are disabled and he has been sitting in a wheelchair all year round, he no longer cares about his image. The original dignified appearance was gone forever. The beard on his face looks very rough. His red and swollen eyes reflected his poor sleep quality. The whole person looked extremely depressed.

When he saw the well-dressed Xiao Zheng, Yan Dengkui's red and swollen eyes suddenly shot out with extremely malicious eyes. But he was blocked by Xiao Zheng in an understatement.

Looking at Yan Jiazhou again, a sinister look flashed across his face. But he didn't say anything.

The protagonist tonight is Shang Yao, and their father and son, including Yan Hong, are just foils. There is no need to rush ahead. Of course, he had long since lost the qualification to compete with Xiao Zheng.

Now, how could Yan Jiazhou and his son still be able to shake Xiao Zheng

Every time Xiao Zheng became stronger, it was like thousands of steel knives piercing Yan Dengkui's heart. It made him miserable.

The Bai family father and son have not yet appeared, and Shang Jingtian has not yet appeared. Even the old man Yan Shichang is still resting in the backyard. He didn't look nervous, but there was a smell of conspiracy in the air. But it almost choked Xiao Zheng.

"Boss Xiao, let's have a cup of tea and some snacks first." Yan Hong broke the deadlock. I don’t want the atmosphere to be too awkward.

She has taken refuge with Shang Yao. It’s considered a complete stand. Once Shang Yao falls, she will also suffer. According to her understanding, there should be no possibility for Shang Yao to cooperate with Qiu Shuang. Then Xiao Zheng seems to be Shang Yao's last life-saving straw.

For such a valuable Xiao Zheng, Yan Hong took the initiative to show her kindness. Not surprising.

"It's true that noble people forget things." Yan Jiazhou glanced sideways at Yan Hong and wrote lightly. "Third sister, when did you become so hospitable?"

This sounds stinging. His tone was even more sharp and mean.

Everyone knows that Yan Hong's precious son had an arm cut off by Xiao Zheng and was eventually assassinated in the hospital. In other words, even if Xiao Zheng was not the direct murderer of Yan Shang. Also an accomplice.

And Yan Hong can still show such enthusiasm for the murderer of her son. How to avoid being ridiculed by Yan Jiazhou

Yan Hong heard this, but she was not angry. He just said calmly: "Second brother. The truth of the matter has been made public. Why do you need to be sarcastic?"

Yan Jiazhou narrowed his eyes and said, "Yes. I remember clearly that I accompanied you to the Dragon Group to get people. It's just that I didn't get what I wanted."

Yan Jiazhou's words are thorny, and it seems that he won't stop until Yan Hong is pushed into the corner.

Yan Hong knew that Yan Jiazhou had been extremely depressed in the past few years. The son is dead. His own career has no future. In addition, Xiao Zheng's political bargaining chip is getting heavier and heavier. Even if those big bosses don't give him eye drops for Yan Shichang's sake, there is absolutely no possibility of promotion.

Even in the Yan family, Shang Yao was shocked to death.

How can he be happy? Can you feel comfortable

Taking advantage of an opportunity at this moment, I naturally complained to death.

Seeing Yan Hong, he didn't say a word. Yan Jiazhou was about to take advantage of the situation and sneak in. However, Shang Yao's voice sounded in my ears, neither salty nor cool: "Second uncle, show your magnanimity as a government official. Don't turn your intestines all the time."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Dengkui's face turned red with anger. Just as he was about to fight back, Yan Shichang's hearty laughter came from the back hall.

"Everyone is here?"

Yan Shichang came to the living room. Looking around.

"Father and the Bai family haven't come yet." Shang Yao explained softly. "Grandpa, Boss Xiao hasn't been here for a while. He wants to chat with you and catch up on old times."

When Yan Shichang heard this, he nodded with a smile and waved: "Azheng, have two more drinks in a minute. Today is a big day for our Yan family."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Zheng and Shang Yao looked at each other.

Obviously, these words have revealed the old man's attitude. Treat the marriage as an established fact. At least no outsiders are allowed to interfere.