Yan Shaoxiang, who finally regained his freedom, rested at Xu's house for a day. He wanted to get some words from his mother, but his mother just looked at him coldly, which made him feel extremely strange.
He thought of what his uncle Xu said and decided to go find Yan Shaoting.
He never wanted to experience the humiliation Qin Chen gave him this time again, but this person was Qin Chen, someone he could not easily touch.
His father backs him up, so those brothers dare not hang out with him lately.
He had to win over Yan Shaoting and use Yan Shaoting to deal a severe blow to Yan Mojiu. Did Yan Mojiu treat Meng Mingxuan as his eyeball? Then he would be a treacherous villain.
Besides, Yan Shaoting's deceased father is the eldest son of the master, so there is a lot for Yan Shaoting to do.
When Yan Shaoxiang arrived at Yan Shaoting's villa, Yan Shaoting happened to be drinking alone. He looked very well, but a little depressed, with a lot of beard, and looked like a decadent drunk after a breakup.
"Get out." Yan Shaoxiang said to the servant in the living room.
"Dou, Second Young Master."
"Snap!"
The servant was slapped, and Yan Shaoxiang stared at her sinisterly: "Who are you calling?"
"Young Master." The servant covered his burning face and dared not cry.
"Go away."
"놆, Master."
Yan Shaoting watched Yan Shaoxiang act arrogantly from beginning to end, and he didn't feel offended by the violation of his territory. He only thought about how to kill the bastard in front of him.
After the dream was complete, the person he hated the most was Yan Mojiu, even Yan Zheng, or his dead beastly father.
He knew very well that if he died, Xuanxuan would die too.
So those dreams were indeed dreams, they were about him and Xuanxuan’s generation, and his previous guess was correct.
Because he and Xuanxuan were the only ones who died, so they were the only ones who had those dreams.
The one who killed Xuanxuan was Xu Yuhe's mother.
He will let them go.
"Shao Ting, why did you drink so much? If you have anything to say, tell your brother and I'll help you." Yan Shaoxiang put his arm around Yan Shaoting's shoulders and sat down like a brother.
Yan Shaoting drank half a glass of wine and asked, "How much can you drink?"
"Well, I'm bragging. There are few people in the whole Beijing circle who can drink more than me. I've been practicing since I was a child."
"Let's drink together." Yan Shaoting poured wine for Yan Shaoxiang.
"Okay." Men's emotions come out of drinking.
Yan Shaoting was very silent and just kept drinking. Yan Shaoxiang just drank and talked about some amazing things about his time in Beijing.
Gradually, the two bottles of white wine on the table were empty.
"I'm going to flush the toilet." Yan Shaoxiang staggered to his feet and went to the bathroom, obviously a little drunk.
Yan Shaoting was not like most people. The more he drank, the more sober he became. His face was half red, but still very pale.
"What water?"
He stood up, grabbed Yan Shaoxiang's shoulders, pulled him over and threw him to the ground, "Let him bleed."
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Before Yan Shaoxiang could come to his senses, Yan Shaoting's fist hit him in the face.
"You're crazy!" Yan Shaoxiang struggled. He felt dizzy from drinking too much and his stomach ached. He had no strength to dodge or fight back.
Yan Shaoting stopped talking and punched Yan Shaoxiang again and again, soon making his face bleed.
Yan Shaoxiang suffered the same fate as his mother, with one of his teeth falling out.
The two bodyguards assigned to Yan Shaoting by the master outside the door looked at each other, ran in quickly and stopped Yan Shaoting, "Master Ting, don't do it again, or someone will die."
Yan Shaoting looked at Yan Shaoxiang, whose face was covered in blood and who was almost unconscious, with indifference and slowly stood up. "One life is indeed enough to pay."
And Xu Yuhe's life has to be saved.
He glanced at the blood on his hand and said, "If grandpa asks me, just say I was drunk and recognized the wrong person."
“…”
“…”
Yan Shaoting turned around and went upstairs to wash the blood off his hands.
He looked at the disheveled and decadent person in the mirror, remembering that he had once been treated kindly and loved by someone. His eyes kept turning red and tears welled up in his eyes.
It took a while for Yan Shaoting to calm down and take a bath, shave, and change into clean clothes.
He went downstairs and drove to the military hospital.
Master Yan had already heard the news from the old housekeeper. He snorted coldly, "One death counts as one death."
"Master Ting has fallen out of favor?" asked the old butler.
“…”
Master Yan hesitated for a long time before saying angrily, "I didn't expect his father to be such a jerk."
"It's okay. Liu Bei knew until his death that his only son was a man who helped him stand up. You are much luckier than him."
Master Yan slapped the bed angrily, "Go find me some medicine that can make people mute!"
The old housekeeper raised his hand to cover his mouth.
There was a knock on the ward door. Master Yan glared at the old housekeeper and said angrily, "Come in."
"Grandpa, 놆 me."
Yan Shaoting shouted at the door, but the people at the door did not let him in.
"Let him in." Master Yan regained his dignity and solemnity in an instant.
The old housekeeper also put down his hand that was covering his mouth.
"No, Master." The person at the door let him pass, and Yan Shaoting walked in and knelt down in front of Master Yan's bed.
Master Yan paused for a moment and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Grandpa, I want to work in my cousin's company. I want to be as good as my cousin."
“…”
This was a bolt from the blue.
Master Yan subconsciously looked at the old butler beside him.
The old housekeeper touched his mouth.
"..." He pretended to be dumb when asked to speak.
Master Yan suppressed his anger and said to Yan Shaoting in a kind tone: "Your top priority now is to take good care of your mother, and other things can be postponed."
He thinks he is some big shot, hasn't he seen that others are under house arrest, yet he is asked to speak up? He still has his dignity to save.
"It's okay for my mother to stay in the sanatorium. She can recognize me. The doctor said that she will never be able to recover in this lifetime." Yan Shaoting looked at Master Yan and said, "Grandpa, I'm serious. Although my birth was not glorious, I will not tarnish my identity as the grandson of the Yan family."
Master Yan hesitated for a long time and said, "You can ask me to go just like you ask your cousin to go. He has to agree to it."
His power had long been hollowed out.
Unless he and Mo Jiu have a falling out, that's impossible. He only has this one grandson to show off, so he can be proud of himself among his old friends in Kyoto. Besides, Mo Jiu and Ming Xuan are both very filial. He has felt that he has had enough of being alone, so he wants to go back to his previous miserable life.
"I saw my cousin." Yan Shaoting said, "I want you to invite my cousin here, and I will ask him in person."
“…”
It's so annoying.
Master Yan looked at Yan Shaoting once, looked at Yan Shaoting once, and then looked at Yan Shaoting once again - forget it, he took responsibility for the sin of spoiling the wrong child.
Yan Mojiu received a call from his master and came over quickly.
When he entered the room and saw Yan Shaoting kneeling there, his eyes paused for a moment, then moved away.
"Grandpa, you must have heard the story of the boy who came with the wolf. If anything happens in the future, I will come here. It's tragic to have no one to see you off to the end of your life."
Yan Mojiu attacked as soon as he opened his mouth.
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