Of course Meng Mingxuan couldn't pronounce the name in a reduplicated way.

But Yan Moxiao teased her like this, she knew he had calmed down.

"Isn't that the housekeeper beside Grandpa Yan?"

She held Yan Mo's arm and looked at the old housekeeper who was smiling kindly.

"Yeah." Yan Mozhi looked up without any expression, as if to cooperate with her.

The next second, Meng Mingxuan felt the arm she was hugging suddenly tense.

The muscles bulged, like a dormant beast that was awakened.

Her hand was taken away by Yan Mo.

"strict……"

She watched Yan Mozhi stride forward and punch a young man!

The kindness on the old butler's face disappeared.

He waved his hand forward, and the men in suits near several cars parked side by side quickly ran forward and surrounded Yan Mozhi and the man who was knocked to the ground to prevent other passengers in the airport from taking pictures.

Yan Moxiao was gloomy and furious, his cold black eyes were filled with coldness and cruelty.

He grabbed the man on the ground by the collar and punched him.

“You fucking…”

The man was originally provoked to anger, but just as he raised his fist to fight back, when he saw Yan Mo's face, his expression suddenly changed.

The human wall formed, and the old butler walked in front of Meng Mingxuan in a leisurely manner.

"Please, Miss Mingxuan, stop the young master."

The old butler knew very well that he could not stop it.

But if he was not mistaken, the man who was beaten to death by the eldest young master was Ye Yukan, the eldest grandson who was just recognized by the Ye family four years ago.

There are four major families headed by Kyoto, namely Yan, Ye, Song and Qin.

This is a big fuss and it's hard to deal with.

"……good."

Meng Mingxuan didn't think much about it and quickly stepped forward and passed through the wall of people.

Seeing the bloody face of the man on the ground, she said in a trembling voice, "Yan Mo, stop hitting me."

Yan Moji had indeed lost his mind a little.

He thought that if Meng Mingxuan knew this man's identity, she would definitely not stop him.

but……

Yan Moxiao's sinister black eyes gradually calmed down. He let go of the man's collar and stood up.

The moment Ye Yukan heard Meng Mingxuan's voice, a hint of surprise flashed in his painful eyes.

But when he turned his eyes to look in the direction of Meng Mingxuan, the surprise instantly disappeared.

Not her.

"Who are you looking at?" Yan Moji stepped on Ye Yukan's thigh and taunted, "You're not looking at your good sister, are you?"

Ye Yukan's face turned pale and he said nothing.

"If you want to see your dear sister, find a rope and hang yourself first." Yan Moxiao said this and turned to walk towards Meng Mingxuan.

Ye Yukan's heart suddenly felt like it was being stabbed by a knife, and the pain was unbearable.

"What do you mean?"

"It means you should go to hell."

"Brother..."

Yan Mo grabbed Meng Mingxuan by the waist and took her to the airport.

She couldn't help but look back at the extremely handsome man.

Just now, he called out "Brother 깇".

Is it an old friend from Lincheng?

This one-sided fight at the airport did not cause any sensation.

The old butler left someone behind to clean up the mess, and he got into the car with Yan Mo and Meng Mingxuan.

"Master, I'm very happy to hear that you first traveled by motorcade and then changed to a plane to return to Beijing." The old butler was calm, as if Yan Moji's beating of Ye Yukan just now was no big deal.

In the circle of Kyoto, as long as no one was killed explicitly, the Yan family could handle it.

Meng Mingxuan glanced at Yan Mo and felt that he was still brooding over the man just now.

Who is that man?

How could he be so angry?

Yan Mo's mood seemed to recover quickly, and he no longer had the sinister and violent look he had just had.

He ignored the old housekeeper and asked Meng Mingxuan calmly, "Girlfriend, do you have wet wipes?"

"Bye."

Meng Mingxuan took out a wet wipe from her pocket and glanced at the blood on his hand. "Do you need help?"

"No, don't dirty your hands."

Yan Mo took the wet wipes and slowly wiped the blood off his fingers.

"Who was that person just now?" Meng Mingxuan looked at the old butler for three seconds, then looked away and asked.

The old butler smiled with relief.

"It's a little trash." Yan Mo replied.

“…”

This was the first time Meng Mingxuan heard Yan Mo curse someone and she was a little confused.

She recalled the shocked and guilty expression on the man's face when he was beaten, and felt that there was something fishy going on.

However, since he doesn't want to talk about it, forget it.

The old housekeeper looked at Meng Mingxuan who had calmed down and smiled, "That is Ye Yukan, the eldest grandson of the Ye family who is as famous as the Yan family."

Meng Mingxuan and the old housekeeper looked at each other again.

See what she does?

She didn't know any Ye Yukan.

The old butler silently withdrew his gaze and looked at the road ahead.

The word "disappointment" was clearly engraved on the old butler's forehead.

Meng Mingxuan: “…”

It took longer to get to the Yan's old house than to fly. After almost three hours, the car with small red flags on the four corners slowly drove into the Yan's old house.

Master Yan sat in the living room, his temperament elegant and majestic.

As he watched the perfect couple walk in, his sharp eyes slowly narrowed.

Meng Mingxuan knew Yan Mo's attitude towards the Yan family before she came, so she didn't feel uneasy at all. She even returned Mr. Yan's sharp eyes.

Master Yan had already obtained first-hand information about Lincheng, and knew that Meng Mingxuan was raised by Yan Mo and had never suffered any grievances.

Master Yan quickly withdrew his gaze from Meng Mingxuan's face, looked at the valuable gifts beside the table, and smiled slightly: "You are back, so why bring gifts?"

"The gift was brought by your granddaughter-in-law. She's not that free." Yan Moli sat down with his arm around Meng Mingxuan, not giving Master Yan any face at all.

He didn't tell Meng Mingxuan these things in advance. He had to wait until she saw with her own eyes how powerful Master Yan was before he could tell her.

Master Yan looked at Meng Mingxuan and said, "Xuanxuan bought it. You just graduated from college, right? Your piggy bank is quite full."

"Hello, Grandpa Yan." Meng Mingxuan nodded and greeted, pretending not to understand Grandpa Yan's sarcasm.

Yan Mo didn't want Meng Mingxuan to suffer this grievance, and said with a lazy smile: "Of course, Mengyan Group is preceded by the word 'Meng', Mingxuan is the largest shareholder of Mengyan Group, and she is just a fighter."

Meng Mingxuan gently pinched Yan Mo's waist.

He has just returned to the Yan family, and the support of the master is very important.

As for her, it doesn’t matter. It’s more important to seek justice for Aunt Yan.

Yan Mo raised his hand and rubbed her head: "Don't act like a spoiled child, just bear with it."

“…”

That was clearly a reminder.

Besides, Master Yan is his grandfather, so how can he become a human being?

“Since you’re back, come and give grandpa a call.” Master Yan, who is in a high position, does not mind the Meng Yan Group, even though the Meng Yan Group controls the economy of the entire Lincheng.

"Okay, wait."

As soon as Yan Moxiao finished speaking, a man in plain clothes walked in.

"Master, there was a chain car accident on the highway in Lincheng. The current injury situation is unknown." After reporting, the plainclothes man glanced at Yan Mo.

Meng Mingxuan felt a chill creeping up her spine.

Master Yan looked indifferent, as if he had expected it.

The same is true for Yan Mo.

"knew."

Master Yan waved his hand, and the plainclothes man immediately turned and left.

Then, he looked at Yan Mozhi and said gently, "Why did you beat up the young master of the Ye family as soon as you got off the plane?"