Yan Murong wanted to cry, she really wanted to hug her head and cry - Su Qingwu was that woman, she really went to her father's complaint, although she didn't know what she said, but when she heard Yan Canghai's cold tone, Yan Murong knew that she was going to be leashed again if she didn't make a good mess this time-she was in her twenties and she had to be pulled by her father with a trouser belt, damn, it's so embarrassing.

What Yan Canghai said on the phone was very simple, even as simple as only four words - "At night, go home." ”

The tone is cold, and there is no doubt about it.

"Murong, what's wrong with you?" Chen Hanqing, who was talking to Liang Zhengtao, couldn't help but be a little puzzled when he saw Yan Murong's old face after receiving the call.

"It's okay, it's okay, my dad told me to come home in the evening - I'm afraid I won't be able to attend the evening event." Yan Murong said with a wry smile.

"Oh? Are you going home at night? ――Did Secretary Yan know about it? Chen Hanqing asked worriedly.

This kind of thing is not a glorious thing, Yan Murong's identity in the family is so sensitive, and he has such a high-profile performance, Chen Hanqing is really worried that he will be cleaned up when he returns home.

"No, they don't blame me for that." Yan Murong smiled bitterly and shook his head, and didn't explain much.

Interpretation? How to explain it? Do you want to say that your wife who has received a genuine marriage certificate went to her father to sue herself, and she went home to prepare for the punishment?

If this is said, God knows if these old guys will laugh out of their big teeth-

Yan Murong did not follow Chen Hanqing and Liang Zhengtao to attend the luncheon, but got off the bus halfway, and regardless of Zhao Chen, he stopped a taxi and went straight to Minghua Group.

"Ouch, I haven't seen you for a few days, our little handsome guy is in the limelight, come, come and show my sister." Seeing Yan Murong push the door in, Yan Minghua put down the work in his hand, trotted over with his high heels, and touched Yan Murong's face.

"Sister-in-law, don't make trouble, I'm annoying." Pulling Yan Minghua's hand away from his face, Yan Murong said with a depressed expression.

"Are you still annoyed?" Yan Minghua made a surprised expression and said. "What's so bothering you -- look at the newspaper and it's almost the whole page full of your reports, what modern acupuncture king, miracle doctor, oh yes, and your gossip -- tell my sister how that girl looks?"

"Say no more." Yan Murong sat on the sofa with a depressed face and said depressedly. "I've come to you for business."

"Business? Cluck. Yan Minghua smiled, sat next to Yan Murong, hugged his neck, and said. Say, who made our family angry, tell my sister that she will kick and blow up his two quail eggs. ”

Yan Murong was shocked. "Do you really want to kick?"

"Of course." Yan Minghua straightened the two peaks in front of his chest and reassured. "Mao Taizu has said that the spring breeze blows the war drums, who has Aunt Ben been afraid of-say, who provoked you? Is it the girl who passed the scandal with you? Do you want me to tie her up for you and let you aspire to her? ”

Yan Murong was speechless, this woman was too violent, and she wanted to use it.

"I just got off the plane, my father, your eldest brother called, ordered me to go home at night, are you sure you want to kick him? - I agree, but I'm afraid my mother won't. ”

"Stinky boy, I've learned badly, and you dare to treat me as a Sunday." Yan Minghua frowned, and he was about to get angry.

"Don't, sister-in-law, I'll tease you." Yan Murong hurriedly waved his hand, who is Yan Minghua? It's the female devil, she is angry, and she can turn into an Ultraman who has basked in the sun in an instant, and the trick of the Yan family is that the man hurts when he sees the egg, and the woman hurts when he sees the palace - Yan Murong once suspected that he always liked to use this trick when he was fighting, and he was taught bad by Yan Minghua.

In desperation, Yan Murong had no choice but to explain in detail the causes and consequences of his phone call with Su Qingwu to the female devil in front of him.

"Giggles—laughs at me." Yan Minghua seemed to have heard the funniest joke of the 21st century, and rolled on the sofa with his stomach in a very unfigurative way, and he didn't care that the skirt was about to be rubbed against the thighs, and he straightened Yan Murong's eyes, and he forcibly took his eyes off the round thighs wrapped in black mesh stockings.

"Can you laugh later?" Yan Murong was a little annoyed. What are you laughing at, what's so funny, I'm also your nephew, so I won't be so gloating.

"Okay, okay, I'll laugh later." Yan Minghua finally stopped laughing, looked at Yan Murong and asked. "That's what you came to me for? Want me to go back with you? ”

"That's it." Yan Murong nodded. "I have a hunch that something bad is going to happen to me tonight."

"What a man's thing is good for?" Yan Minghua pursed his lips. "Tell me, what do you have a hunch?"

"I had a hunch - I was going to be forced to do something I didn't want to do at night." Yan Murong said seriously.

"Oh? You mean, you asked me to accompany you back, just to make a shield for you? ”

"What a shield doesn't block a shield, how ugly it is." Yan Murong said dissatisfiedly. "You also know my father's temper, if you don't deal with him in two words, he dares to untie his belt in front of others, I just want you to protect me - didn't you say it just now, what spring breeze blows war drums, you haven't been afraid of anyone at all."

"No." Yan Minghua pouted and said.

"Why?" Yan Murong shouted in a lost voice. "You're my sister-in-law, we grew up playing bare-butt together, can you watch me being whipped to death by your eldest brother with a belt?"

"I can't die." Yan Minghua smiled. "Murder is a crime, as the secretary of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, how can he know the law and break the law? What's more, you're still his son, and you're still close - of course I won't watch it, and I can't bear to watch you get beaten, so I'll close my eyes. ”

Yan Murong wanted to cry without tears.

What are you here for? It's not to look for it, well, it's to find a shield, but now why do you think that Yan Minghua is not a shield, but the last straw that crushed the camel?

"Actually, I didn't say I wouldn't help you." Seeing Yan Murong crying and mourning, Yan Minghua laughed happily. "You know, I'm a businessman, businessman, how can I do such a thankless job when there is no profit? You say yes, right? ”

"I'm a poor bastard, nothing." Yan Murong explained.

"I don't want money."

"And what do you want?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously.

"Hmm-" Yan Murong tilted his head and thought for a moment before he said with a serious face. "Although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit it - women, as soon as you are over thirty, your breasts begin to sag, and I heard that Chinese medicine acupuncture can enlarge breasts-"

"You're old enough." Yan Murong's head was full of black lines. Staring at Yan Minghua's chest wrapped in professional clothes, he said shyly. "And it's pretty good."

"Cut, what woman would dislike being a little bigger?" Yan Minghua said with a sneer.