In the study room of the Yan family's small building, in the past, only Yan Longteng was alone here to drink tea and write, and this huge study was also exceptionally quiet, but now, there are many people sitting in the study - there are many people, but the atmosphere is still quiet.

On the desk made of small leaves of red sandalwood, there was a laptop computer, and what was playing on the computer was the video of Yan Murong having surgery in the "Rejuvenation Hall".

"Smack!"

"Bang!"

First there was a loud bang, and then there was a muffled sound - as soon as the video was played, Yan Canghai "snapped" on the tea table next to him, and then, the teacup that had been drunk was shaken to the ground, fortunately, there was a thick carpet underneath, otherwise this imitation blue and white porcelain teacup would be dead.

"This little bunny is so unbelievable." Yan Canghai's old face was flushed, he was panting heavily, and his chest was also undulating. "Light dance, tell me, where is this rabbit cub?"

"What are you shouting?" Before Su Qingwu could speak, Yan Longteng's voice rang out.

Although he has entered the age of antiquity, his hair is all gray, but the perseverance and a trace of light in his eyes do not show old age at all.

A white Tang suit with gold wire trim is neatly worn on the body, the waist is straight, and the military style is fully displayed, although he has been retired for many years, but there is still some majestic momentum in his words.

Old Man Yan looked at the teacup that had stopped rolling on the carpet, then glanced at Yan Canghai and said. "What a person, his temper is still so short-tempered, he dares to slap the table and smash the cup in front of me."

"Dad—I didn't mean that." Yan Canghai saw that the old man blamed, and his voice suddenly lowered--just now he was a vicious wolf howling at the full moon, but now he has become a well-behaved little sheep.

It is an indisputable fact that the son is afraid of Lao Tzu.

"Dad, you see, Yan Murong's kid is too inauthentic to do this, right?" Yan Canghai explained his behavior of slapping the table and smashing the teacup just now. "Let's not talk about how long Qingwu waited for him, it's not a problem - the problem is, this rabbit cub ran away on the night of the license, I wonder, our guards are so strict, why no one found out?"

As he spoke, Yan Canghai's voice unconsciously raised a lot, and as soon as he talked about it, he was angry.

The guards in Zhongnanhai can be said to be quite strict, and there are many bright posts and secret posts, but no one found out how Yan Murong ran out.

"Alright, alright." Yan Longteng waved his hand, stopped Yan Canghai from talking further, looked at Su Qingwu and said. "Girl Su, I've wronged you."

It's okay not to say it, this one, Su Qingwu really feels very wronged.

In this era of serious imbalance between men and women, it is said that for every hundred men, twenty cannot marry wives, what about these men?

What would you do if a reporter went out on the street with a camera to find a man to interview – what would you do if there was a single woman who was young, beautiful, and rich and had been waiting for you for seven or eight years?

The answer is obvious, not to mention being young and beautiful, even if you are old, why? For the money!

In these years, godfathers are flying all over the sky, and it is not a big problem for two more godmothers to come out.

Therefore, Su Qingwu felt very aggrieved, why did the man she had been waiting for for eight years want to run away when he saw him? Coupled with Yan Longteng's words, she got wet - her eyes were wet.

"Hey!" Yan Longteng saw Su Qingwu's slightly reddened but raised his head high, and his eyes that bit his lip to prevent tears from falling down sighed softly. "Girl, Murong just couldn't figure it out for a while, he had been outside for too long."

"Dad, I'll go get him back." Yan Canghai saw Su Qingwu's aggrieved appearance, and felt sorry for this daughter-in-law in his heart, so he said with a ruthless face. He swore that when Yan Murong was arrested, he would definitely let him know what impulsive punishment was.

"Shut up." Yan Longteng straightened his face again, looked at Yan Canghai who was clamoring to catch his son back, and reprimanded, Guo Wanjun on the side also grabbed Yan Canghai's arm with a worried face, and signaled him with his eyes not to argue with the old man anymore.

"Girl." Yan Longteng looked at Su Qingwu again and said. "Do you believe me?"

"Grandpa, I believe in you." Su Qingwu said softly.

"Just trust me." Yan Longteng nodded. "I'm going to say a word for my unruly grandson today."

"Girl, I can assure you that your wait is worth it, and besides, it's not that Murong doesn't like you, it's just that he has his own things to do—perhaps, he doesn't want to involve you."

After speaking, Yan Longteng didn't give a few people a chance to speak, waved his hand, and said. "This matter is over, Canghai, you stay, girl, you and Wanjun go out first."

After Guo Wanjun and Su Qingwu went out, Yan Longteng sighed, as if he was saying to Yan Canghai, and as if he was talking to himself.

"Hasn't he let go of his hatred after decades?"

"Dad, what are you?" Yan Canghai was puzzled by the old man's words and asked in surprise.

Yan Longteng didn't speak, but sat down on the chair behind the desk, grabbed the phone on the desk and dialed it out.

After two "beeps", the call was quickly connected.

Silent!

Still silence!

Except for the gasping sound coming from the earpiece, the rest was silence, and neither of them meant to speak.

"Alas!" After a long time, Yan Longteng shook his head and sighed, and said. "Lao Miao, are you okay?"

"Make do with it, how about you?" There was a tepid voice on the other side of the phone, but there was a strong voice everywhere.

"I'll make do with it." Yan Longteng said with a smile.

After saying that, the two fell silent again.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was a long time before Yan Longteng said. "Lao Miao, you haven't let go of that incident yet?"

"- What is it?" There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then he asked.

"I know you don't want to talk about it - and I know you haven't forgotten." Yan Longteng shook his head helplessly and said. "But, is it appropriate for you to let Murong do this?"

"What's inappropriate?" The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly increased. "He's my apprentice, and what he's going to do is exactly what I'm going to do."

"I know." Yan Longteng said in a deep voice. "Our Yan family owes you a favor, I can't bear to pay it back to you, just let my grandson pay it back, it's just that I don't want anything to happen to him."

"He's not going to have an accident!" The other party said with great certainty. "Are you alright? I'll hang up if it's okay. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Yan Longteng to speak again, there was a busy sound on the phone.

"This old seedling, his temper still stinks." Yan Longteng grabbed the phone and shook his head with a wry smile. In this world, the only person who dares to hang up on him is such a person.

Putting down the phone, Yan Longteng lowered his head and thought for a while, before he looked at Yan Canghai with a serious face and said. "Canghai, there are some things, you just need to know a little bit, you have to know, Murong he didn't do anything wrong, go, go and contact "Xueyan" and let her take care of Murong, I don't want my grandson to have an accident - whoever dares to hurt him, I will let him die first! ”

At this moment, the king's momentum on Yan Longteng's body was fully revealed!