Yan Mojiu walked forward, grabbed Yan Xiaoxiang's hair and lifted him up as if no one was around.
"Now, does the wound hurt?"
The gauze wrapped around Yan Xiangxiang was bleeding from the collision just now. Now Yan Mojiu grabbed his hair, and the tight scalp pulled the wound so hard that it twitched in excruciating pain.
"dad!"
It took Yan Xiang a long time to recover, and then he let out a loud cry.
Yan Zheng was really embarrassed by the scene and stopped Yan Mojiu in a deep voice: "Mojiu, that's enough."
Yan Mojiu pretended not to hear and pressed Yan Xiaoxiang's head against the bookshelf, causing Yan Xiaoxiang's face to become distorted.
"Don't set your sights on her, or even the gods won't be able to save you."
Yan Moxiang was filled with hatred. Ever since he could remember, he had been walking sideways in Kyoto and no one dared to do that to him. But now Yan Mojiu tore his face off and stepped on it again and again, and even his father didn't help him.
Yan Mojiu did not expect Yan Xiaoxiang to heed the warning. This kind of Xiao Shizu, who was spoiled by power, would only behave himself if he was hung on the wall.
He let go of Yan Xiang and walked to the sofa and sat down. "Why did you trick me into coming here?"
The old butler with a knife in the chest: "..."
It can't be called a lie.
Of course, if the eldest master knew that Mr. Wang was at the old house today, there was a 99.999% chance that he would not come.
"Tell me about how you instigated Young Master Ye to go to the Qin family and snatch away the wife and daughter of Mr. Qin." Old Master Yan didn't even look at Yan Xiaoxiang, as if it was no big deal for Yan Xiaoxiang to be humiliated.
The robbery of Qin San's wife and daughter shocked the entire Beijing circle.
Old Master Yan admired his eldest grandson's ability to stir up trouble. Not long after returning to Kyoto, he had already stirred up so many troubles that any of them could make the unfilial descendants of his family kneel in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights, and then be beaten according to the family rules.
He is truly the kindest grandfather in the entire Beijing circle.
"Did Qin San send you a wedding invitation?" Yan Mojiu asked.
As for Mr. Yan's joke, that's not the case.
It was rumored in Beijing circles that Qin San had a mistress, but no one dared to say it openly, because anyone who did so would be slapped in the face.
"The person Ye Yukan snatched from the Qin family is Meng Mingyou, my wife's biological sister." Yan Mojiu said.
Old Master Yan couldn't stand hearing this address, "Are you married? Why are you calling me wife if you're not married?"
"You didn't even have a wife to call you when you got married."
“…”
Old Master Yan, who was angered by his success, suddenly felt something was wrong and his eyes widened. "Who were you talking about? Meng Mingyou?"
Isn't Meng Mingyou's white moonlight his dead love?
Yan Mojiu sneered: "What should I do? If I'm not careful, the Qin family will become my in-laws as well."
Master Yan: “…”
Oh, if Meng Mingyou is really alive and becomes the third wife of the Qin family, then the third wife of Qin and Yan Mojiu will become brothers-in-law, and the Qin family will legitimately become Yan Mojiu's helper.
Among the four major families in Kyoto, Yan Mojiu and his son tried to win over the Ye and Qin families.
"Mr. Qin called and asked you to let the person go back." Yan Zheng said calmly.
"Who are you going to let go? I'm not locking her up."
"Then it is true that they live in Koi Garden, right?"
Yan Mojiu glanced at Yan Zheng, who had fallen behind in the news, and said nothing.
Old Master Yan recovered at this time and said, "Since you don't like Meng Mingyou, there's nothing wrong with her living in Jinli Garden. If the Qin family wants to value her, they will give her a grand wedding and marry her back from Jinli Garden."
"Meng Mingyou is not that stupid." Yan Zheng said in a light tone, "If she wants to hold a wedding with Qin San, then her status as Qin San's mistress for the past four years will be confirmed."
Since they announced to the public at the beginning that they were in a secret marriage, they had to keep it secret till the end.
Yan Mojiu sneered, "Can't we hold a wedding ceremony after a secret marriage?"
"The more you try to hide something, the more obvious it becomes." Yan Zheng took a sip of tea slowly.
"Okay, whether to re-hold the wedding is the Qin family's own business. Now we have to consider Mr. Qin." Mr. Yan didn't want his son and grandson to quarrel. "Mr. Qin personally came forward and asked the Yan family to release the people. Mo Jiu, you go to the Qin family and explain to Mr. Qin."
Yan Mojiu didn't reject this, "Okay."
Yan Xiaoxiang finally recovered from the pain, but when he heard his grandfather say that, the hatred in his heart increased.
There is no way to explain this. It is obvious that Yan Mojiu is asked to make himself familiar to Mr. Qin.
The wound was still aching, and Yan Xiang was filled with rage.
Half an hour later, Yan Mojiu was the first to leave from the study. As soon as he walked out of the gate of the old house, he met a person he disliked.
"Cousin."
After Yan Yuting came out of the hospital, he was particularly silent.
She never expected that the person Ye Yukan snatched back from Qin Changan, the woman who looked 80% like Meng Mingyou, was Meng Mingyou.
Those dreams tortured me almost every night, causing me deep pain.
But one thing is clear, Yan Mojiu was not engaged to Meng Mingyou in the previous life, and that daughter did not want Yan Mojiu to want Meng Mingyou. She should have brought Meng Mingyou back after discovering that Meng Mingyou was in the Qin family.
놛껣Unprecedented facts, 놙놆 rumors.
But because of this, Meng Mingxuan will lose another chance of winning in the choices she makes in this life.
Yan Mojiu's sharp eyes swept across the scars on Yan Yuting's face, and Ye Yukan showed no mercy at all.
"Don't bother me if it's okay."
Not that familiar.
Yan Mojiu walked past Yan Xiaoting and walked towards the car.
"Cousin has been with Xuanxuan for sixteen years. Didn't you notice her changes? How much of her deepest secrets does cousin know?"
Yan Yuting's voice was hoarse and painful.
Originally, they could be a happy couple.
Yan Mojiu used despicable means to hurt Xuan Xuan and even killed Xuan Xuan, his wife.
Yan Mojiu stopped and stared at Yan Yuting with cold eyes.
"She used to be my wife. We had a grand wedding in Lincheng and we were married for three years. But because of you, she was hit and killed by a car from Kyoto. Do you know that she ran to the airport to see you because she heard that you returned to Lincheng? But she never saw you until she died."
The summer wind was so strong that it lifted up the corner of Yan Mojiu's pure white clothes.
A little cool.
…
It was already late at night when Yan Mojiu returned to the villa. He took a shower and changed clothes in his room before entering the master bedroom.
Meng Mingxuan was half asleep when someone came up to her. She was startled at first, then she smelled the familiar scent of shower gel and fell back to her original position.
"Come back?" She hugged his neck, her voice soft after just waking up.
Yan Mojiu had sent her a message earlier saying that he was going back to the Yan family's old house, so she didn't wait.
"Um."
Yan Mojiu held her lips and kissed her deeply, while his palms rubbed the delicate skin on her waist inch by inch.
Meng Mingxuan made some small sounds, and the kiss became more and more aroused.
놛 gently pulled her right leg apart, pressed his whole body against her, and kissed her collarbone with his thin lips.
Meng Mingxuan trembled.
"Baby, can we get married?" asked.
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