Everyone could see clearly the intimacy between Yan Mo and Meng Mingxuan.

Although the two were a fake couple, there was no trace of it at the moment, because Meng Mingxuan's deeply buried love had quietly poked its head out from the dry ground.

As for Yan Mo, there is no need to mention it.

The way he looked at Meng Mingxuan was so sharp that it gave people goose bumps.

Yan Zheng glanced at Meng Mingxuan, displeased, "Did she beat your brother?"

Meng Mingxuan looked at Yan Zheng. Yan Zheng looked a lot like Old Man Yan, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, three-dimensional features, and an aggressive aura.

Yan Moxiao is not like Yan Zheng at all.

Yan Moxiao looks like her Aunt Yan.

"Is it not possible for the sister-in-law to teach her disobedient brother-in-law a lesson?" Since Xu Yuhe had made it clear that Yan Shaoxiang's wound that required five stitches was caused by Meng Mingxuan, Yan Mo directly confronted Yan Zheng's wife head-on.

Xu Yuhe blurted out: "What kind of sister-in-law is she?"

There is no way the old man would let such an orphan girl enter the Yan family, especially when it comes to Yan Mo, who the old man is now determined to support to take the position.

Yan Zheng was silent for a moment because of Yan Mo's attitude towards household chores.

Then he said, "First, get past your grandfather, then we can talk about it."

"Husband!" Xu Yuhe's eyes turned red. He had promised to protect her and her child.

Yan Zheng glanced at Xu Yuhe and said calmly: "I'll accompany you to apply the medicine. Shaoxiang is still waiting for you to take care of him."

Xu Yuhe was no longer willing, but Yan Zheng had spoken, so she had to do as he said.

Before leaving, she gave Meng Mingxuan an extremely cold look, like a poisonous snake with green light.

Meng Mingxuan was not afraid of Xu Yuhe. She had seen people who were more sinister and cruel than Xu Yuhe, so she was not afraid of them now.

She turned her head to look at Yan Mozhi, "Yan Shaoxiang deliberately bumped into the seat where you were sitting. In order to protect you, Song Sanshao quickly turned around and let Yan Shaoxiang bump into the hood of the car. Yan Shaoxiang saw that you were not injured, so he took it out on Song Sanshao and beat him up by pressing him on the hood of the car. In order to stop him, you picked up the iron sheet on the ground and hit him on the head, but you didn't expect that there was a deformed sharp protrusion on the iron sheet."

She briefly explained why Song Han was injured and why she beat Yan Shaoxiang.

"Yeah." Yan Mo squeezed her soft palm as if to comfort her.

Then, he looked at Xu Li and asked, "Did you get the video of the car accident?"

"Yes, Master."

Xu Li immediately handed over his mobile phone, which contained the on-site car accident surveillance video he had just obtained, which was enough to prove that Yan Shaoxiang drove the huge tank to deliberately hit Song Han's sports car, which was tantamount to murder.

Yan Mozhi watched it from beginning to end, and his drooping eyes suddenly changed from calm to disgust, and even gradually evolved into violence.

He raised his finger, turned back the progress bar, and pointed at Yan Shaoxiang in the picture, "What kind of look is that?"

This angle just happened to capture Yan Shaoxiang's front face. He was pressing Song Han on the hood of the tank and turned his head to look at Meng Mingxuan, with uncontrollable amazement and even desire in his eyes.

The next frame shows Yan Shaoxiang letting go of Song Han, walking towards Meng Mingxuan with a smile, reaching out to touch Meng Mingxuan's shoulder, and then being hit by Meng Mingxuan with a tin sheet for the second time.

Xu Li swallowed and dared not answer.

The look in Yan Shaoxiang’s eyes.

Those who understand will understand.

"Why didn't you say it just now?" Yan Moxiao looked down at Meng Mingxuan in his arms.

Meng Mingxuan pursed her lips and said, "Oh no, I don't want to mention it."

When the scene just now was replayed, she looked away and didn't watch it.

"Have you heard about the loss of Jingzhou? You must tell me later." If he hadn't seen this passage, he would not have realized Yan Shaoxiang's thoughts about her.

If you don't take it seriously, there will be problems.

Meng Mingxuan raised her eyes and looked at Yan Moxiao. After a moment, she understood what he meant. "Okay, I'll tell you later."

"Be good." Yan Mo lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

Meng Mingxuan didn't dodge, but she missed a beat.

She looked left involuntarily, and finally her eyes fell on Song Han's face.

Is this for Song Han to see?

The next moment, Yan Mo looked at Song Han, "I'll remember your kindness today, Young Master Song."

"It's my duty. You are too polite. I call you Song Hanxing."

Song Han himself did not expect that Yan Shaoxiang would give him such an opportunity. He originally planned to ask Meng Mingxuan to help him connect with Yan Mo.

Moreover, he did not hold out hope that he would succeed, because he was an illegitimate child, and Yan Shaoxiang was of the same family.

"Xu Li, please see Song Han off."

"Yes, Master."

After hearing three "songs" in a row, Meng Mingxuan wanted to laugh, but she lowered her head to hold it back.

After Xu Li and Song Han left, Yan Mo stretched out his hand to hug Meng Mingxuan like a princess, and walked towards another elevator with her in his arms.

He held her waist with his left hand and let her uninjured face rest against his chest.

"What were you laughing at just now?" He saw it.

"nothing."

Meng Mingxuan didn't think this was worth talking about. She leaned into his arms, feeling a long-lost but familiar sense of security.

what to do?

She seemed to be in a play.

…

It was already night when Yan Shaoxiang woke up.

The anesthetic wore off and the wound on his head began to throb with pain.

Xu Yuhe was sitting beside his bed, but her face was swollen and her gentle eyes had become slits. Yan Shaoxiang had just woken up and at first glance he didn't recognize that this was his beautiful mother who had been well-maintained like a woman in her early thirties.

"Shaoxiang, you're awake." Xu Yuhe held Yan Shaoxiang's hand and choked up, "Why are you so impulsive? Why did you go out on the street and bump into that woman? Even if you wanted to do something, how could you do it on the street in front of everyone? You are so confused."

When she spoke, Yan Shaoxiang finally understood what was going on. He was so shocked that he asked, "Mom, what happened to your face? Who hit you?"

Who dares to slap me in the face?

And you beat me like this?

“Who else could it be except the son that woman gave birth to your father? I told you before that he came back to avenge Lin Ruxue, and you gave him evidence yourself.” Xu Yuhe held back her tears, otherwise the wound would hurt.

"Where's your dad?" Yan Shaoxiang couldn't believe it. "Did he just watch you get beaten?"

It would have been fine if he hadn't asked. Once he asked, Xu Yuhe was even more hurt. "Your dad said that family disgrace should not be made public. Besides, you were the one who bumped into your future sister-in-law first. She has the video as evidence. The old man will definitely side with him."

Future sister-in-law? ? ?

Yan Shaoxiang suddenly remembered how he got injured and gritted his teeth, "That woman named Meng!"

He must get her.

Play her to death!

"Shao Xiang!" Xu Yuhe saw through her son's thoughts at a glance. She reached out and grabbed his wrist with her hand, "Don't be reckless anymore, especially with Meng Mingxuan. She is your brother's weak spot. Do you know that because you slapped Meng Mingxuan, he slapped you back?"

Even though her slap was effective, how could it compare to the tact of the female bodyguard?

That's why she suffered such a loss.