Yan Shao V587: Discipline the little runaway wife

Yu Shengge felt that she had been tortured by Yan Yuan and was helpless. In this situation, besides relying on Yan Yuan, what else could she do? !
She bit her lips tightly and nodded vigorously towards Yan Yuan.

"Heh!" Yan Yuan sneered, raised his eyebrows slightly, "If I remember correctly, I told you before, how to ask for talent."

call!
Yu Shengge let out a breath of turbid air from his chest, corrected his attitude, forced a smile uglier than crying on his pale paper face, and said in a soft voice: "I beg you, save me!" Save me."

"Hello my husband."

Yan Yuan just smiled faintly, but in Yu Shengge's eyes, his smile was full of madness, evil charm, teasing, sarcasm and other emotions.

For Yan Yuan like this, Yu Shengge was always helpless.

She pondered for a while, wishing she could bury her head in her chest, "My dear husband, I beg you, please help me, okay?!"

Looking at the wronged Yu Shengge, Yan Yuan's heart shuddered suddenly, as if he was rubbed vigorously by a big hand.

This damn woman!
Yan Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and cast his chilling eyes on the two kidnappers who were restraining Yu Shengge, squinted hard his eyes like knives, and said coldly: "You two will kill yourself, or I will do it!"

"Heh!" A kidnapper sneered, glanced at Yan Yuan disdainfully, and said with a smile, "Who do you think you are... ah..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Yuan suddenly moved, his figure flickered, like a clouded leopard that had broken free from its cage, he rushed towards the two of them at a fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Yuan appeared in front of the kidnapper who had just spoken, and when he just uttered the word "ah", Yan Yuan punched him on the chin.

With a muffled "bang", the kidnapper's body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

The kidnapper slammed heavily on the ground, immediately splashing billowing smoke and dust.

Yan Yuan raised his hand and waved lightly in front of him, dispelling the smoke and dust in front of him, narrowing his eyes slightly, and slowly turned his gaze to the other kidnapper, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said coldly: "Then what about you? Want me to do it?"

The kidnapper didn't see how Yan Yuan made the move, but saw his companion flying out instantly, which already shocked his jaw.

He looked at Yan Yuan with a dull expression, before he could speak, Yan Yuan raised his hand vigorously, and slapped him.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound fell, and endless echoes echoed in the empty warehouse.

The kidnapper's body turned in a circle, and then he slammed his head against the wall and passed out.

As if nothing had happened, Yan Yuan took out a disinfectant tissue from his pocket, wiped his hands, and threw the disinfectant tissue in front of Yu Shengge.

He lowered his eyes, glanced at Yu Shengge indifferently, parted his thin lips slightly, and said lightly: "You still don't get up, do you want me to lift you up?"

Yu Shengge raised his hand to stop Yan Yuan, and said in a deep voice, "I dare not trouble you. I will get up by myself."

Finally he breathed a sigh of relief, Yu Shengge felt as if his body had been drained of strength, and it took him a long time to stand up slowly.

She moved her numb limbs, followed the expressionless Yan Yuan out of the warehouse.

Outside the warehouse, Yan Yuan's black Rolls-Royce Phantom could no longer see the original wink, and it was covered with a thick layer of dust, which shows how fast Yan Yuan was driving just now.

Seeing Yu Shengge staring at her car in a daze, Yan Yuan glanced sideways at her, and said coldly, "I'm not in the car yet."

"Oh, oh." Yu Shengge nodded mechanically, and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Yan Yuan wrinkled his nose slightly, glanced sideways at Yu Shengge, and said angrily, "Sit in the back, you smell really bad."

Yu Shengge gritted his teeth tightly, and let out a "squeak" sound from between his teeth.

She had been locked in this warehouse for two days, not to mention taking a bath and changing clothes, the food that the kidnappers sent for these two days was unpalatable boxed meals.

It's fine if you don't care about yourself, and you still say such things.

If it wasn't for Yu Shengge's lack of strength, she might have snatched the steering wheel from Yan Yuan's hand and died with him.

The car was speeding down the highway, and it was about to enter the rose garden. Yu Shengge sat in the back seat all the time, silent.

From time to time, she sneaked a few glances at Yan Yuan from the corner of her eye, seeing his always gloomy face.

In the warehouse just now, Yu Shengge's memory of Yan Yuanlu's move was still fresh. She didn't want to offend this great god. She didn't even know how she lost her little life by then.

squeak.

The wheels and the ground rubbed against each other, making a harsh sound.

Yu Shengge's body stopped suddenly, and he grabbed Yan Yuan's shoulders in the driver's seat with both hands.

Her hands have been rubbing on the ground today, and they are full of oil stains and mud.

Yan Yuan was taken aback by the sudden arrival, squinted his eyes vigorously, looked at Yu Shengge who was sitting in the back seat from the rearview mirror, and said word by word: "Get your claws off!"

Yu Shengge's heart trembled, he quickly let go of his hand, and walked out of the car cautiously.

The moment Uncle Zhong opened the door, Yan Yuan took off his suit jacket and threw it into Uncle Zhong's hands, "Throw it away."

Standing behind Yan Yuan, Yu Shengge curled her lips and thought to herself: Why don't you take off your trousers and throw them away?

Suddenly, Yu Shengge felt a cool gaze coming over her head, and when she looked up, she met Yan Yuan's sharp eyes.

Gollum!

Involuntarily, Yu Shengge swallowed, took a step back, distanced herself from Yan Yuan, and looked at Yan Yuan warily.

"Go back to the room to take a shower, change clothes, and then go to apologize to the old man." Yan Yuan's voice was full of the attitude of a high-ranking person like a golden sword giving orders, which made Yu Shengge unquestionable.

However, what Yu Shengge didn't understand was why she had to apologize to Mr. Yan?
What kind of apology is that?

Could it be because he didn't return to Yan's house these two days?
But it's not her fault!
When Yu Shengge was in a daze, Yan Yuan raised his hand and gave Yu Shengge a shudder on his plump forehead, "Hurry up!"

Yu Shengge nodded with an aggrieved face, and ran upstairs quickly.

The warm water wrapped Yu Shengge's body.She had never felt that taking a bath was so comfortable.

Feeling the warm water, spreading to every inch of her skin, it was warm and itchy, just like when Yan Yuan bathed her in Ling Aotian Group that day...

Suddenly, Yu Shengge's eyes widened.

How could she think of this at this time!
Covering his hot cheeks with his hands, Yu Shengge shook his head vigorously, clearing the images of what happened that day from his mind.

After changing his clothes, Yu Shengge walked out of the room and saw Uncle Zhong waiting outside the door.

Yu Shengge frowned slightly, opened his lips and called out, "Uncle Zhong."

Uncle Zhong was still like an ancient Roman statue, without the slightest expression on his face. He nodded towards Yu Shengge and said, "Young Mistress, Master is waiting for you in the study."

Yu Shengge's heart skipped a beat when he heard that.

In the end, he bravely followed Uncle Zhong to the outside of Mr. Yan's study.

With permission, Uncle Zhong opened the door of the study, and Yu Shengge walked into the study.

Old Man Yan has a habit that remains unchanged all year round. He writes calligraphy at this time every day, while Yan Su respectfully stands beside Old Man Yan and grinds for him.

Seeing Yu Shengge walk into the study, Yan Su smiled and nodded to Yu Shengge.

Yu Shengge smiled back at Yan Su, then looked at Old Man Yan, "Master, I'm back."

"En." Old Man Yan just responded lightly, without even looking at Yu Shengge, he just lowered his head and wrote in antique calligraphy.

After a long time, Mr. Yan put down the brush in his hand, picked up the rice paper on the table, looked sideways at Yan Su, and asked with a smile, "How is my writing?"

Yan Su seemed to know the truth, frowning and admiring Mr. Yan's words, pondered for a moment, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips, nodded and said: "Mr.

"Hehe." Old Man Yan smiled lightly, and put the rice paper on the table, "Then send this calligraphy to the charity auction."

"Yes." Yan Su nodded respectfully, and carefully put away Mr. Yan's calligraphy.

Old Man Yan leaned over and sat down, picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, looked up at Yu Shengge, as if looking at a stranger, and said flatly, "I'm back."

Yu Shengge pursed her lips tightly, nodded and said, "Some accident happened in the past two days, which made the old man worry. It's my fault, I shouldn't..."

Before Yu Shengge could finish speaking, Old Man Yan suddenly opened his mouth, interrupted Yu Shengge, and said in a deep thought: "Since I know it's your fault, it's better not to go out in the future."

"Yes." Yu Shengge nodded in response, not daring to have the slightest intention of disobeying.

"There is still one day until your wedding with Yan Yuan. Go back and have a good rest." Laozi Yan also waved his hand impatiently, signaling Yu Shengge to go out.

Yu Shengge turned his head and breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately, his heart tightened suddenly.

What did old man Yan say just now! ?

There is one more day until her and Yan Yuan's wedding! ?

She didn't even have time to plan how to escape, how did time advance so quickly! ?

"Sister-in-law, it's great that you're all right."

Yu Shengge didn't even know how she got out of Mr. Yan's study room. When Mu Jinyuan's voice came to her ears, she just came back to her senses, "What did you say?"