Su Di didn't dare to say a word.

Rui Ze reacted quickly. These two people are both direct descendants of the He family. Everyone in the power center of Beijing knows these two people: "He is one year younger than He Xiyuan. He is He Xiyuan's cousin. They are both direct descendants of the He family. The two have a good relationship. He Xiyuan loves this cousin very much. He Xiyuan is... the next head of the He family. People in Beijing are very afraid of He Xiheng. He Fan is the guard beside He Xiheng and should not be underestimated."

Yang Lai controlled the wheelchair back. He looked at the mobile phone in Meng Fu's hand. He also heard the surveillance video that Meng Fu played.

Now, the only person he can find is He Fan.

He Xiheng didn't even touch the corners.

He may not have heard of He Xiheng, but that doesn't mean he hasn't heard of He Xiyuan, the most outstanding young man of the entire He family.

The next head of the He family.

Actually, the He family's direct descendants were involved in this matter.

Direct descendant of the He family.

No less than the lineage of the Ren family's patriarch.

...

...

It's like a mountain pressing on my heart.

Yang Lai could hardly breathe. He knew that this matter had to be accelerated, otherwise he would not even have the chance to take action in the end.

After listening to Rui Ze's words, Meng Fu nodded, "He Xiheng, eh? I understand."

"Cough, cough, cough—" Yang Lai could feel the pain of his chest being squeezed. Hearing Meng Fu's words, he looked up, "Afu, this matter is over, don't worry about it."

Yang Lai knew the relationship between Meng Fu and Su Cheng.

But he also knew what being the direct descendant of the He family meant. Regardless of whether the Su family would care, Yang Lai would not let Meng Fu's relationship with the Su family be affected by this matter.

Meng Fu tilted her head and looked at Yang Lai, "He came to my mom for that pot of flowers, right?"

Yang Lai stopped and didn't answer Meng Fu.

Meng Fu didn't need him to answer, she just murmured, "If he doesn't get the flowers, he will do it again."

"Afu, your aunt shouldn't be hurt," Yang Hua came in from outside. She put down the thermos bucket and saw Meng Fu, her eyebrows sank. "I gave her the sachet."

"I know," Meng Fu handed Rui Ze's phone to Yang Hua, "the sachet was taken."

Two people are talking about sachets.

Yang Lai stopped talking to the two of them, and he was no longer worried.

Meng Fu is protected by the Su family.

Yang Liufang and Yang Zhaolin don’t know about it yet. Meng Fu probably didn’t tell them.

Yang Lai also made arrangements for a fallback.

As for the Su family... Meng Fu alone would not be able to influence the Su family's thinking, and the Su family would not be stupid enough to go against the He family's direct lineage.

Yang Lai felt relieved.

He glanced at Yang Jiu, and Yang Jiu silently pushed Yang Lai out.

The two went out.

In the ward, Rui Ze and Yang Hua were the only ones left.

Outside were the five bodyguards left behind by Yang Lai.

Yang Hua was still looking down at the surveillance camera.

She watched Madam Yang being beaten, watched He Fan asking Madam Yang for news about himself, and watched Old Lady Duan throw the brocade bag at Madam Yang.

Yang Hua took a deep breath, her joints almost turning blue: "Afu, they want the Fire Snow Lotus, I sent it back to Master and left two magic bags for them..."

Yang Hua's eyes were red.

Meng Fu patted Yang Hua's shoulder, her eyelashes drooping: "It's okay, I'll take care of it."

"And the lucky bag," Yang Hua's eyes were filled with hatred, "She took your aunt's lucky bag, and...she pretended not to see her!"

Yang Hua heard the doctor's diagnosis clearly.

Mrs. Yang was not only injured internally, but also nearly died on the operating table due to untimely medical treatment.

Mrs. Duan...

How could she be so cruel!

Meng Fu said softly, "I know everything."

Outside the door, Dr. Qin came in. He looked at Meng Fu, stunned for a moment, and didn't raise his head to react.

Yang Hua wiped her eyes and said, "Doctor Qin, are you here to examine my sister-in-law?"

"No," Doctor Qin shook his head. He straightened his expression and looked at Yang Hua, "Miss Baozhu, a new type of medical equipment has been shipped in from S City. Madam will get better treatment if she is transferred to S City. Are you going?"

Yang Hua was stunned, "When will it be transferred?"

"Tonight." Dr. Qin said.

Yang Hua didn't quite understand, "Are you in such a hurry?"

Doctor Qin remained calm, "After all, Madam's condition cannot be delayed."

Su Di looked at Dr. Qin, thinking about Yang Lai's recent departure, and still thinking about He Xiyuan's matter. He looked up at Meng Fu and lowered his voice, "Miss Meng, this matter... is not right."

Meng Fu turned sideways, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said softly: "Follow my uncle."

Su nodded and went out quietly.

**

at the same time.

He family.

Su Cheng got out of the car, looked up at the He family's gate with a serious look on his face.

Butler He respectfully welcomed Su Cheng in, but he did not dare to look up at Su Cheng's eyes. He lowered his head and said, "Master Su, please wait a moment. I have sent someone to inform you."

The He family's servant served tea to Su Cheng.

Su Cheng did not sit down, but just looked at the paintings hanging on the wall of the He family.

There were many paintings hanging on the walls of the He family. Su Cheng saw a painting with a gold border in the middle. He recognized the red seal in the lower left corner.

【I want to make money every day】

Su Cheng didn't say anything.

Butler He saw the painting through Su Cheng's eyes and couldn't help but smile, "Do you like that painting too?"

Su Cheng said "hmm".

Butler He just tried to ask, but he didn't expect Su Cheng to really reply him.

Butler He was a little surprised. Su Cheng's personality was notoriously cold in the capital. It was said that no one in the Su family could control him.

He quickly explained to Su Cheng, "That painting was painted by our young master's junior sister. The young master and the old master both like this painting very much. For this reason, the old master moved the young master's first award-winning painting away and placed this painting here."

Firmly occupy the C position.

At the end, Butler He also raised his chin and said, "Our young master's junior sister is very capable. She was able to get a master's booth at the age of 20..."

He chatters on and on.

Suddenly I remembered that the person next to me has a cold personality and doesn't like to be around people.

Butler He's face changed and he quickly stopped and turned his head to look at Su Cheng again, only to find that Su Cheng's face was still calm, without any displeasure.

Butler He breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart became tense. He dared not say a word and could only complain in his heart.

It turns out that the rumors in Beijing are true.

This is a large freezer.

There was a sound outside the door.

Butler He said quickly: "Our young master is here!"

Su Cheng turned around calmly.

He Xiyuan was wearing casual home clothes. His eyebrows were clear and his features were gentle. "Master Su, what brings you here?"

He looked at Su Cheng, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The He family and the Su family have no vested interests in each other and they only meet during family meetings.

"Sit down." He Xiyuan pointed to the sofa.

Su Cheng, wearing a white sweater, sat opposite He Xiyuan. He looked even colder, and his dark eyes were misty.

"I have something to talk to you about." Su Cheng took out a cowhide bag and handed it to He Xiyuan, and went straight to the point without any pleasantries.

He Xiyuan was stunned. He was surprised because he didn't expect Su Cheng to come to him for something. He put down the teacup and reached out to open the cowhide bag.

Inside is evidence of the action taken by He Fan, He Xiheng's subordinate.

There is also a set of photos of Mrs. Yang being beaten.

Finally, there is evidence that Dr. Xu was intercepted by someone.

He Xiyuan frowned and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I didn't know about my cousin's case. I will report this to grandfather and ask him to discipline my cousin. Is the patient okay now?"

He Xiheng sent people to interfere with the treatment. I don’t know how the patient’s condition is now.

He Xiyuan took out his cell phone and said, "I'm going to find the Chinese medicine base."

He called the Traditional Chinese Medicine Base and asked someone to check on Mrs. Yang's current condition.

Su Cheng didn't say a word from beginning to end.

After finishing the call, He Xiyuan looked at Su Cheng and paused: "Young Master Su is also involved in this kind of thing now?"

He Xiyuan was very puzzled by this. He was not familiar with Su Cheng and they only met once a year at the family meeting. In his eyes, Su Cheng was a madman and cold-blooded.

Be ruthless to your enemies and be ruthless to yourself.

He doesn't seem like the kind of person who would take care of this.

"Do you know who this woman is?" Su Cheng lowered his eyes and did not answer He Xiyuan's words. He just stretched out two fingers and picked out the picture of Mrs. Yang from a pile of documents.

He Xiyuan picked up the teacup again and looked up.

Su Cheng's eyebrows were light and his voice was extremely cold: "Your junior sister's aunt."

Junior sister.

He Xiyuan only has one junior sister.

He looked at Su Cheng, all the inquiry on his face disappeared, and he stood up suddenly, "Who are you talking about?"

"Meng Fu's aunt," Su Cheng held the photo, his fingertips were cold white. He raised his head and spoke calmly, "Calculating the time, she should know by now that He Xiheng is your cousin."

He Xiyuan pursed his lips, said nothing, and turned around and walked out the door.

He took out his cell phone and dialed Meng Fu's number, but unfortunately the call didn't go through.

Su Cheng, who was sitting in the hall, looked at He Xiyuan's back and pondered for a while. After a long while, he said indifferently, "Stop fighting. I know where she is."

He Xiyuan turned back suddenly.

Su Cheng put the documents away. He looked at He Xiyuan calmly, his expression extremely bright: "I hope you won't let her down."

Su Cheng knew the relationship between He Xiyuan and Meng Fu.

He had heard a lot about He Xiyuan from Meng Fu.

It's not that Su Cheng couldn't hear the protection of this senior brother in Meng Fu's words. Su Cheng also thought about ignoring it. After all, he was very unhappy with He Xiyuan. If Meng Fu never had anything to do with him again, Su Cheng might be happier.

but--

He also knew Meng Fu's character.

Su Cheng sighed slightly.

After listening to Su Cheng's words, He Xiyuan glanced at him and pursed his lips, "Thank you."

After saying that, he left without saying anything else, taking his phone.

**

A little after eight.

A villa in the capital.

Yang Lai got out of the car. Yang Jiu took the pass for the villa area. He stood beside Yang Lai with a cold look in his eyes. "Boss Yang, the man from the He family is right here."

Yang Lai looked up, "Is everything arranged?"

"It's arranged," Yang Jiu lowered his head, "Doctor Qin's people will take Madam to S City. Miss Liufang is filming abroad recently. I will send someone to tell her not to come back tomorrow. As for Master Zhao Lin... I have left a team of people. He is in the research institute. No one dares to touch him for the time being. The current research institute is run by the Su family."

Yang Lai looked deep in his eyes, "Okay, let's go in."

After so many years in the capital, Yang Lai has a group of people under him.

He Fan is a cultivator with great strength, and he is also a direct descendant of the He family. Under normal circumstances, Yang Lai would not touch him.

This time.

He couldn't bear it.

When he closed his eyes, he saw Madam Yang lying on the ground, her life or death unknown. The ground was cold, but Yang Lai didn't dare to touch her, for fear that she would be injured somewhere and cause immeasurable harm.

Yang Lai also had a hard time in his early years.

Madam Yang was engaged to him back then. Madam Yang was Ning Yizhen, the eldest daughter of the Ning family, and she had been engaged to Yang Lai since childhood.

After Yang Lai injured her leg, she directly broke off the engagement with the Ning family.

Mrs. Yang did not despise him. She stayed by his side all day long and even fell out with her parents in order to marry him.

In the end, Madam Yang married Yang Lai. From that time on, Yang Lai vowed not to let her suffer any grievances. Over the years, Yang Lai had suffered a lot, but never as much as Madam Yang.

He climbed step by step to become the richest man in Asia, and Mrs. Yang never lost a single hair.

So Old Madam Duan disliked Madam Yang very much and felt that Yang Lai was too influenced by Madam Yang.

No one knows how he felt when he saw Mrs. Yang lying on the ground the night before.

Yang Jiu pushed him to the gate of a villa. He took out the access card, and with a "beep", the door opened.

He Fan is He Xiheng's confidant. He lives in the He family, but his family lives in a villa in the capital.

The villa is not big, less than one-tenth of the Yang family's.

There is only a garden of less than twenty square meters outside.

As soon as the door opened, Yang Lai saw the big gate at the end of the gravel road.

A group of people came in directly.

The bodyguard opened the door of the villa, and Yang Jiu directly cut off the alarm device in the house——

"Bang--"

He reached out and pushed open the door.

inside the house.

He Fan is having dinner with his family.

Seeing someone pushing the door, his eyebrows sank. When he looked up, he saw Yang Lai. He narrowed his eyes slightly: "Is it you?"

Yang Lai controlled the wheelchair to go in. He looked at He Fan with murderous intent in his eyes: "It's me."

He Fan could sense Yang Lai's murderous intent and laughed. He looked at Yang Lai and said, "Are you...looking for revenge on me?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Yang Jiu walked over, grabbed He Fan's neck and lifted him up.

He Fan sneered and was about to take action, but found that he couldn't exert any strength at all.

He raised his head suddenly and looked at Yang Lai, "You...you are crazy! You actually bought black market poison!"

“Plop——”

Yang Jiu kicked He Fan hard in the knee, causing He Fan to fall and kneel in front of Yang Lai.

Yang Jiu squatted down, held He Fan's neck, and forced him to look at Yang Lai.

Yang Lai controlled the wheelchair and stopped it in front of He Fan. He reached out and grabbed He Fan's neck fiercely, with blood in his eyes.

"You, you dare to attack me," He Fan couldn't muster any strength, he just looked at Yang Lai, there was no cowardice in his eyes, "I am a member of the He family, do you know who my master is? If you dare to attack me, the He family will know it immediately, and you, including your family, will not be able to escape."

"Bang--"

Yang Lai let go and He Fan fell to the ground.

Yang Lai lowered his head and looked down at He Fan, "I came here today without thinking about leaving the capital."

From the beginning of this plan, Yang Lai was thinking of destroying both himself and the enemy.

He Fan looked at Yang Lai's dark eyes and finally felt scared.

Yang Lai lowered his head and said, "Yang Jiu, do it."

Yang Jiudong took out a dagger from his pocket and stabbed it into He Fan's shoulder blade without hesitation.

Blood gushed out.

"Ah——" He Fan screamed suddenly.

Yang Lai looked at He Fan calmly, "This is the first knife."

He will pay it back tenfold.

Yang Jiu grew up in the Yang family. Without the Yang family, he wouldn't be who he is today. The first knife fell, and he pulled it out. Soon the second knife fell, and the third knife...

Yang Lai looked at He Fan calmly.

It was he who threw Mrs. Yang out of the car.

He Fan's tendons in his hands and feet were cut by the knife, and his whole body was covered in blood. He screamed in pain at first.

Now He Fan couldn't even make a sound.

He looked at Yang Lai with horror in his eyes.

Yang Lai said calmly: "Take it back."

He Fan's mouth trembled as he looked at Yang Lai.

madman……

This man doesn't even want his own life, he's a lunatic!

at the same time.

At the He family, three boxes containing chips sounded an alarm, and the person guarding the chips changed color, "Second Young Master! The chips of He Fan and the other three are in danger!"

He Xiheng put down the book and said, "Notify someone to locate it."

**

Yang Lai brought He Fan back to the Yang family. At the same time, the two guards who had fought with He Fan that day were also brought over.

All the servants of the Yang family have been dismissed.

Yang Lai knew that he couldn't hide his actions from the He family.

I might as well not hide it.

Just as he said, in order to seek revenge, he had no intention of leaving the capital alive.

He Fan and the other two were thrown to the ground in the hall.

Dying.

Yang Lai sat in a wheelchair, waiting quietly for the police to arrive.

If the He family takes action, those people will pretend nothing happened, but if Yang Lai takes action, the police will definitely know.

He waited for them to catch him.

"Yang Jiu, go away." Yang Lai said.

Yang Jiu pursed his lips, but did not leave. He just took the remote control and pressed it, "Click——"

The hall lights turned on.

When Yang Jiu saw the person sitting on the sofa, his pupils shrank and he said in horror, "Ms. Afu, why are you here?!"

Yang Lai, who had originally lowered his head, now raised his head.

He saw Meng Fu sitting motionless on the sofa, and his expression suddenly changed: "Afu!"

Meng Fu raised her head, her eyes moved away from the three people and fell on Yang Lai, and she spoke softly: "Uncle."

Outside the villa, there was a loud brake sound.

Yang Lai knew that someone knew about his actions.

He had guessed this scene a long time ago.

Although he was not from aristocratic family, he knew that people from aristocratic families all had chips in their bodies.

As early as when the action started, Yang Lai knew that he couldn't escape.

Although it came earlier than he expected, he did not feel scared.

The only surprise was that at this time, there was an extra Meng Fu.

Yang Lai looked at Meng Fu, his heart tightened: "Afu, go! Yang Jiu, take Miss Afu away quickly!"

“Boom—”

This was the sound of the door being forced open.

Hearing this voice, the dying He Fan looked hopeful.

The effect of the poison in He Fan's body has expired, and his internal energy is gradually recovering.

Meng Fu was still sitting on the sofa. She looked at Yang Lai without saying anything, but just shook her head slowly.

Yang Jiu didn't want to leave, but after receiving Yang Lai's order, the sound outside the door was getting closer and closer, so he walked to Meng Fu and stretched out his hand to chop Meng Fu's neck.

Meng Fu raised her hand and grabbed Yang Jiu's hand.

He failed to chop it down.

Yang Jiu looked at Meng Fu in surprise.

Meng Fu stood up and walked to He Fan. She looked down at He Fan, stepped on He Fan's injured wrist, and said in a calm voice, "You want my flowers?

Before He Fan could answer, there was a loud bang outside and the door was broken open.

A voice sounded, "Master, they are here!"

He Fan's eyes sparkled, and his internal energy recovered and spread to his limbs, like a last gasp of light. He himself didn't understand how his strength recovered. His voice was hateful, as if he had found his backbone: "Master, our Master is here! Master, I'm here!"

Then, He Fan looked at Meng Fu and Yang Lai with hatred, "Just wait, our young master will definitely not let you go!"

"It's him, the next heir of the He family," Yang Jiu's face changed wildly, remembering who the eldest young master He Fan was talking about, he turned to Yang Lai, "It's the eldest young master of the He family, sir!"

Yang Lai's heart also skipped a beat.

He listened to Rui Ze's explanation of the matter in the hospital today.

Behind this, there was the handiwork of the direct descendants of the He family, so Yang Lai wanted to take action in advance. However, he never expected that the people of the eldest young master of the He family would come in person!

The He family is at its peak, and his heir is equivalent to the head of the family.

Such a person can overturn the situation in the capital with just one sentence, and can make things happen at will.

When gods fight each other, ordinary people have no chance at all.

Yang Lai was afraid of this situation, so he acted in a hurry.

Yang Lai controlled the wheelchair to find Meng Fu, his tone was very anxious and impatient: "Afu, go upstairs quickly!"

He was not afraid of the He family, but he was afraid that Meng Fu would be implicated.

"Bang--"

The door was opened.

Yang Jiu looked towards the door in horror.

A thin figure appeared at the other side of the gate. He had a gentle face but now he looked extremely cold.

He Fan, who was stepped on by Meng Fu, felt a surge of energy in his body. He suddenly broke free from Meng Fu, climbed up, and pinched Meng Fu's neck with his almost powerless hands. He said to He Xiyuan at the door: "Master, I am Master Xiheng's man. They are the ones who did this to me!"

Meng Fu's neck was pinched, Yang Lai's eyes widened, and he screamed: "Afu!"

At the door, He Xiyuan looked at Meng Fu.

Meng Fu stood there, her hands didn't move, there was no smile on her face, and her expression was cold as she looked at him, allowing He Fan to hold her hostage.

He Xiyuan looked at He Fan's bloody hand, which was still pinching Meng Fu's neck. He only said, "Let go."

He Fan was stunned. He had lost too much blood, his tendons were broken, and his mind was still fuzzy. He didn't react for a while, "What?"

"Are you deaf? The young master told you to let go!" The people around He Xiyuan looked at He Fan coldly.

He Fan subconsciously let go of his hand, still feeling proud in his heart, and looked at Meng Fu and Yang Lai with contempt.

The next second, He Fan came to his senses after being stared at by the cold eyes of the people around He Xiyuan.

wrong.

Something seems wrong.

He is He Xiheng's confidant.

Although He Xiheng is a vicious person, He Xiyuan is a gentle person. He has always doted on He Xiheng. As He Xiheng's confidant, He Xiyuan and his subordinates should not have such an attitude when he was injured like this.

He Xiyuan closed his eyes, but the anger in his heart still could not be suppressed.

He Xiyuan walked forward step by step.

When Yang Lai saw He Xiyuan for the first time, he controlled the wheelchair and stood in front of He Xiyuan. "Master He, this matter has nothing to do with my niece. I did it all by myself. They beat up my wife, and I will pay them back. Please let my niece go."

He was begging He Xiyuan.

He Xiyuan stopped.

He didn't know how to face Yang Lai.

Over the years, he and his father spoiled He Xiheng too much because his parents had both passed away.

"Master, don't listen to his nonsense!" He Fan said suddenly, "She..."

He Xiyuan turned around and looked straight at He Fan.

"Bang--"

The guard beside He Xiyuan didn't say a word. After He Fan let go of his hand, he kicked He Fan in the chest.

His bodyguard was a martial artist. This kick made He Fan's eyes go black with stars and all his strength was used up.

He Fan, who was kicked to the ground, looked at He Xiyuan in disbelief.

He Xiyuan looked at He Fan, his eyes fell on his bloody right hand, his voice turned cold, and a storm seemed to be brewing in his eyes, "She what? What did you want to do just now?"

He Xiyuan has always been a gentleman, and he looks like a gentle and elegant man wherever he is. This is the first time I've seen him have such a cold attitude.

He Fan was stunned and his heart skipped a beat.

At this moment, he finally realized that He Xiyuan and the people around He Xiyuan were looking at him as if he were a dead person.

He Fan couldn't get up, but he felt inexplicably terrified in his heart. He opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to use He Xiheng to protect himself: "Second Young Master said, say..."

The entire He family is very indulgent towards He Xiheng.

"Second Young Master? Are you talking about He Xiheng?" He Xiyuan lowered his head and smiled sarcastically: "Well, from today on, he is no longer the Second Young Master of the He family."