"I'd like to hear what you're going to say about me."

He Yan's voice was very cold, with a little laughter, and a pair of ink pupils reflected the light in the private room, reminiscent of a lone wolf appearing in the dark night, and the chill that penetrated his back surged.

Everyone was immediately silent, and they didn't dare to come out, especially Wei Qin, who put down his chopsticks with a stiff expression.

When the atmosphere in the private room was about to condense, He Hong spoke in a deep voice.

"Why don't you come and sit down and apologize to Uncle Wu?"

He Yan stood still, with a cynical smile on his face, "Oh? What did I do wrong and need to apologize? ”

"You asked all the elders to wait for you to eat alone, and you asked me why I apologize?!"

He Hong raised his head sharply and looked at He Yan.

He was fifty years old, but with proper maintenance, he looked no more than thirty years old.

As the head of the family, he has been fighting in the Vanity Fair in the Beijing circle all the year round, and he has a strong aura, which contrasts with He Yan's flamboyant momentum and collides strongly.

The smile on He Yan's face faded, and he said lightly: "You have a family dinner, what are you waiting for me to do?" ”

The atmosphere in the private room became more and more solemn, and everyone looked tense, eager to flee immediately.

He Hong's face was gloomy to the extreme, "Our family, don't you have the surname He?" ”

He Yan's cold eyes shot straight over and landed on He Hong's face.

"My original surname is Zhu, have you forgotten?"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Hong suddenly picked up the bowl in front of him and smashed it directly into his face.

"Bastard!"

It all happened so fast that before everyone could react, they heard a loud bang, and the dishes smashed to the ground and fell apart.

Everyone looked back, only to see He Yan turn his head, and under the right eye, a red mark on his cold white skin was particularly dazzling.

There was a deathly silence in the private room.

Mrs. He was afraid that something would happen, so she hurriedly spoke, "He Yan, come over and eat with grandma, grandma is hungry when she waits for you." ”

He Yan didn't speak, his eyes swept over everyone in the He family.

On the surface, these people are all close relatives who are connected to him by blood, but they are eager to suck his blood and eat his flesh, but Mrs. He gave him a trace of family affection.

He touched the red mark on his cheek with his hand and sneered.

"I don't think I need to eat this meal, I'm here just to inform you of something."

He Hongqi couldn't wait to tear him apart on the spot, but because of the presence of the Wu family, he could only stare at him.

He Yan suddenly turned around and pulled Jiang Ke, who had been hiding behind him, over.

The little girl who was not deeply involved in the world had long been frightened by what had just happened, especially the bowl, which almost hit her in the face.

Her pale face was pulled into the light by He Yan, and all the unfamiliar faces in the private room turned to her, scrutinizing, surprised, and disgusted eyes, making her feel like an animal that was being visited.

Compared with these people in front of her, He Yan gave her a sense of security.

She subconsciously leaned towards him, her small hands gripping the corner of his shirt tightly.

Sensing that the little guy was suddenly close to his arms, the corners of He Yan's mouth stiffened slightly for a moment, and then he raised his hand to wrap his arms around her shoulders and hugged her whole person into his chest.

His voice was beautiful, like a spring colliding on a glacier, but without the slightest temperature.

"This is Jiang Ke, she is pregnant with my child, and I will get married to her tomorrow."

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

No one answered.

The faces of the four members of the Wu family were different, but they were all ugly.

He Hong couldn't hold back any longer, stood up suddenly, pointed at him and said, "You dare to talk nonsense again!" ”

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme, and it was broken at the touch of a button.

He Yan lightly opened his thin lips and was about to speak, but he heard a delicate and soft voice in his ears.

"He's not talking nonsense, I'm really pregnant with his child, eight or eight weeks old......"

Jiang Ke panicked to the extreme, but she could feel that He Yan was not welcome in this home, which reminded her of the stray dog she once saw at the gate of the orphanage, always covered in injuries.

Although she was also shocked by He Yan's imminent marriage, she still subconsciously wanted to help him say a word.

After she finished speaking, He Hong looked at her with an angry expression.

But because of his identity and upbringing, he didn't directly vent his emotions on her.

He Yan looked at the woman who was going to marry him in the seat.

She turned her back to him, her shoulders trembling slightly, and she didn't even dare to look back at him.

He Yan didn't speak again, put his arm around Jiang Ke's shoulder, and turned to leave.

There was a dead silence behind it.

The two walked out of the hotel door, and He Yan let go of Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke's forehead was covered with sweat, and his clothes were wet with sweat and stuck to his body.

Her pale little face lifted up, and her wet eyes looked at He Yan.

"I didn't promise to marry you."

She is afraid of him, but she also has a bottom line.

He Yan was a little impatient, and blood was surging in his chest.

He looked down at her, his tone tough.

"It's up to you to call the shots."

He Hong obviously didn't want to recognize his son, and for some reason, he had to leave him in the He family, probably because he felt that he was too reckless, so he found a Wu family who could be manipulated at will, and wanted him to marry Wu Qiutong, and when he gave birth to a child in the future and tied him to death, he could be manipulated at will.

Of course he couldn't do what he wanted.

Jiang Ke is an orphan who has nothing to do with the He family, and he doesn't like her.

Marrying her can not only disgust He Hong, but also break the minds of those people who want to pinch him.

He put his hand on the back of his neck and moved his stiff neck with a clattering sound.

Jiang Ke on the side was so frightened by his fierce eyes just now that he didn't dare to come out, and silently wanted to move away from him.

He suddenly looked back at her again.

"Are your documents all in the convenience store?"

Jiang Ke's whole body stiffened, gritting his teeth and refusing to answer.

He Yan guessed her ridiculous thoughts, sneered, grabbed her by the arm, took her to the car, and fastened her seatbelt again.

The black Maybach galloped down the busy streets, in the direction of the convenience store.

He drove very fast and fast, and he made several turns without applying the brakes, and he had a sense of déjà vu that the car was going to be destroyed and people were killed.

Jiang Ke clutched the handle on the car door, and his face turned pale with fright.

When the car stopped in front of the convenience store, he looked back with a cold expression.

"Go get your stuff out."

Jiang Ke felt a chill down his spine under his gaze.

She regretted it, she knew that she didn't help him speak just now, he was not a good person.

She got out of the car, thinking that she would run away after taking her things, even if she was pregnant with the child now, it was not impossible, it was a big deal to go back and beg the dean's mother.

Just as she walked to the car door to cross the road, the window behind her suddenly froze, and He Yan's cold voice seemed to come from hell.

"If you dare to run, I will definitely make you regret it for the rest of your life."

The hot evening breeze in July blew over, but there was no hint of coolness, but it made Jiang Ke feel like he had fallen into the furnace, and the sweat on his back was gushing out.