"Don't go......" Ye Nianchu still refused to let go, Li Mingyang really couldn't put aside the little girl who was so dependent on him, he picked up Ye Nianchu a little helplessly, and then walked to the door, rang the bell and called someone: "Send a cup of sugar water first, and then prepare some porridge and snacks." ”

The servant quickly brought something to eat, but Ye Nianchu only drank half a cup of sugar water. Li Mingyang coaxed Ye Nianchu to fall asleep, and then got up and walked out of the bedroom. Beitang Leng and Chen Yuan had been waiting in the corridor for a long time, and when they saw Li Mingyang, they immediately said, "Young Master, Mr. Sabah Machar wants to see you." ”

"Yes...... Take him to the basement......" Li Mingyang walked into the elevator leading to the basement, and Chen Yuan pressed the button on the B1 floor.

By the time the elevator doors opened again, they had reached the most gloomy part of the entire manor. Walking through the long corridor, Li Mingyang came in front of an iron door. Chen Yuan, who followed behind him, pushed open the heavy door, this room had almost no furniture, and there was a faint smell of disinfectant in the room.

Gabir Mashal was tied to a chair behind his back, and his wheat-colored face turned a little gray at this time. When he saw Li Mingyang, his blank eyes had a trace of focus, and he immediately shouted: "Mr. Li, I made a mistake...... No...... Miss Ann lied to me...... She said the girl was the dancing girl of the manor...... If you know that she is your woman...... I definitely wouldn't offend her...... Please...... Spare me this time......"

The two have been in frequent contact for so many years, and Gabir Mashal still understands Li Mingyang's style of acting, if Li Mingyang doesn't let go, he will be finished this time. The Mashal family is not easy to mess with, but now they are on Li Mingyang's territory, even if his father wants to protect him, the manpower they brought is definitely not enough to compete with Li Mingyang.

"Gabil, you've broken the rules!" Li Mingyang's tone was calm and unwavering, and even the bodyguards who followed him were more aggressive than him. But such indifferent words were enough to make Gabir Machar shudder.

Immediately after, the iron door was opened again. Beitang Leng walked in with Sabah Mashaal, and when he saw his father, Gabir Machar immediately shouted: "Dad, help me, I don't want to die!" ”

"Mr. Li, you know, Gabir is my only son, please open up the net......" Sabah Mashaal has only come into contact with Li Mingyang in the past two years, this young man seems to be polite, but he is more iron-blooded than his father and uncle. Germany and Italy, which were already a mafia scuffle, were straightened out by him in just two years, something that generations of leaders had not done.

"I don't want to kill people today, otherwise Mr. Sabah wouldn't have had the opportunity to ask me for such a favor. But your only son has offended my wife, should you give me an explanation? Li Mingyang's face had no angry and angry expression from beginning to end, but his overly cold tone was even more shocking. A person who can control his anger is definitely an even more terrifying existence.

Sabah looked at Li Mingyang in shock, and he used the title 'wife'. The daughter-in-law of the Anhalta family and the mistress of the Li family, this identity is indeed not to be offended. Sabah looked at Gabir with a puzzled look, he really didn't believe that his son would do such a reckless thing. Sabah knew that Gabir was stubborn and had no restraint in his private life, but he was still measured against what kind of woman he couldn't touch.

"Dad, I didn't know it at first...... I didn't mean to offend Mrs. Lee......" Gabir explained immediately, "I ...... I only found out about her clothes when I stripped her clothes......"

Sabah is really crazy about his son's IQ, and at this time, he said that he had stripped off Li Mingyang's wife's clothes, which was simply self-defeating. He stepped forward and slapped Gabil hard, signaling him to shut up immediately: "I'm sorry, Mr. Li, I'm very sorry!" ”

Li Mingyang nodded in the direction of Chen Yuan, who pulled out a dagger from his waist and handed it to Sabah.

Li Mingyang's tall and long body was wearing a black shirt and pants, and he looked like an elegant family son in the white light of the basement, but his words were ruthless: "Young Master Gabir doesn't need to leave his life here, but he must leave something behind." For the sake of the fact that you and my father are old friends, Mr. Sabah can choose for himself, and I hope your apology is sincere. ”

In fact, there are rules for what should be left behind if you make such a mistake. Gabir was his only son, and he left that one, and their family of Machar was going to be cut off. Sabah knew that Li Mingyang had given himself enough face and let him choose. He can not choose such an important organ, but this choice is still very cruel for a father. What is left behind? It is definitely not okay to leave a few strands of hair, I am afraid that the ears will not work, Li Mingyang has already given him a lot of face, he must show sincerity, otherwise Li Mingyang will definitely not give up.

Sabah picked up the rope that was tied to Gabil's body, then kicked him to the ground, grabbed his son's left hand, and pressed it hard against the chair he was sitting on. Gabir looked at his father's fierce eyes in horror and struggled: "Dad...... No...... Are you crazy......"

Sabah was also the one who licked the blood from the tip of the knife and walked out of the wind and waves, his hand was up and down, and with Gabir screaming, there was a strong smell of blood in the air. Li Mingyang nodded, and Chen Yuan said to Sabah: "Mr. Mashaal, you can leave with Young Master Gabier." ”

Sabah took his son and walked to the door. Gabiel screamed in pain as he asked his father to take his hand. He knew that this hand wouldn't be flexible and easy to use, but it was better than nothing. Sabah naturally understands the rules better than Gabil, and there is no reason to take what he left behind. He half-dragged and half-hugged Gabir out of the room and followed Chen Yuan into the elevator.

Beitang Leng pulled out the dagger on his body, inserted it into the palm of the chair that had not stiffened, and carried the bloody thing out of the room. Then, soon two bodyguards walked in, took mops and buckets, cleaned the chairs and the floor of the dark red blood, and sprinkled disinfectant on the room. For a while, the smell of disinfectant potion in the room became stronger.

Beitang Leng quickly returned, and the room became spotless again, and it seemed that nothing bloody had ever happened here: "Young master, it's all dealt with, that An Shiyao ......"

"Don't care about An Shiyao, keep an eye on the people of the Mashal family." Li Mingyang did give Sabah enough face, but it is difficult to say whether the other party can understand it.

"I understand." Beitang nodded coldly.

Li Mingyang walked out of the room with bad air and walked straight into the elevator. Whether it was the smell of blood or the smell of disinfectant potions, he didn't like it. It was the faint aroma of that little girl that made him the most addicted.

Li Mingyang returned to the bedroom, and he could feel that all the lights in the room were turned on, shining as if it were day. But there was no sound of Ye Nianchu's steady breathing after falling asleep in the room. He called softly, "Leaves? ”

Li Mingyang heard a slight rustle on the other side of the curtain and hurriedly walked over. The faint fragrance was like a thin silk thread pulling him, and Li Mingyang quickly touched Ye Nianchu's body that was still trembling in the corner: "I'm calling you, why don't you answer?" ”

"You said you wouldn't go." Ye Nianchu's choked voice carried a hint of accusation, and Li Mingyang rubbed his fingers against Ye Nianchu's palm-sized little face, and it was really wet - his little woman cried again.

Li Mingyang picked up the little girl with cold hands and feet and kissed her fragrant hair: "I thought you wouldn't wake up so soon, so I went out to deal with a little thing." I won't go again, I'll sleep with you. ”

Li Mingyang put the little girl into the quilt, and then casually found a pair of pajama pants to put on. As soon as he lay down in the quilt, Ye Nianchu took the initiative to retract into his arms. This girl is really frightened, she usually wants to sleep with her and coerce and seduce, but today she ran over and hugged him and didn't let go.

Li Mingyang felt distressed and held her slender back: "Don't be afraid, I will always accompany you, sleep......"

Since that day, Ye Nianchu has become more taciturn than before. Moreover, even the school is reluctant to go. Every day, I either read a book in the bedroom or go to her small workshop to make glass. Li Mingyang actually doesn't like her going out very much, but now Ye Nianchu is obviously a little too much, and Li Mingyang is afraid that she will be bored.

Ghabil's hand injury was not minor and he has been hospitalized. Although the father and daughter take turns visiting the hospital, they have been living at Banyan Tree Estate. After An Shiyao told Gabir Mashal that Ye Nianchu was the dancing girl of the manor, she was actually still a little afraid. She was afraid that Li Mingyang would come to her to settle accounts, and she was even more afraid of Sabah......

In fact, it was only later that she learned that Li Mingyang had given 'Tang Jenny' that noble tattoo. If she had known earlier, even out of reverence for the tattoo, she would have made herself more cautious in her words and actions. But fortunately, many days have passed, and everything is calm.

On this day, Gabir Machar was discharged from the hospital after recovering from his injuries and returned to the manor. Ye Nianchu hadn't been to the restaurant for a long time, and most of the time, Li Mingyang would accompany her to eat in the room. However, today's dinner is considered to be a practice for the Mashal family, and it would be a bit rude for him not to attend.

Although it was not Li Mingyang's hand that day, Gabier's eyes were still a little more afraid when he looked at Li Mingyang. He looked at his stump hidden under the table again, and shot a resentful gaze at An Shiyao.

With Li Mingyang's wisdom, even if he can't see Gabil's expression clearly, he won't be able to guess. In fact, today's practice dinner was part of his plan. Whoever dares to bully his woman, he will inevitably redouble his revenge and go back, even if it is his mother's adopted daughter, he will not be soft.

Li Mingyang felt that she had given An Shiyao too many opportunities, but she didn't cherish it once.