Wife-wrapping Addiction: Mrs. Yan's family is not allowed to escape

"This..." Lian Guoqiang didn't know how to answer the words for a while, not only did he not see the distress on the young man's face, but he also got such news that was not very good for him, and his face was rather ugly , "Yan Shao must not be joking."

"Me? Are you kidding me?" Yan Qiutong stood up, didn't even give Lian Cheng one out of the corner of his eye, but was furious in his heart for the first time that Lian Cheng's eyes were wide open, wishing to tear it apart with his own hands Looking at the old man in front of him, the coldness on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious, "I was thinking about taking Miss Lian to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate this afternoon. Mr. Lian put such a heavy hand, how do I take it out? It is clear that Mr. Lian I didn't think about marrying Miss Lian to the Yan family. Since I'm so reluctant to part with my daughter, then my Yan family is not a forceful person, so I will send you back so that you can always teach Miss Lian how to deal with things, okay?! "

The cold sweat behind Lian Guoqiang's back had already soaked his close-fitting clothes, and he really didn't know how to answer the conversation so that the young man in front of him could dispel his thoughts.

"Young Master Yan, I was too careless." Lian Guoqiang had long since lost the arrogance of a young man when he entered the house, with a smile on his lips. The water my daughter poured out was also a child I thought Cheng girl was still unmarried, she couldn't help but move her hands when she did something wrong, it was because I didn't think carefully..."

Yan Qiutong just didn't say a word, and casually looked at Lian Guoqiang's study, without any response.

Even Guoqiang's forehead was covered with cold sweat: "It's getting late, Young Master Yan is still busy, right? Take Cheng girl back, I guess Cheng girl is angry with me now, so I won't send her away..."

Eviction order.

Yan Qiutong took a deep look at Lian Guoqiang, and sighed: "In this case, I will reluctantly accept it, Mr. Lian, I have given you a chance. If you don't move anymore, you will show my face, and I will accept it." Not necessarily so good-tempered."

"Yes yes yes..." Lian Guoqiang nodded repeatedly.

Yan Qiutong sneered, walked up to Lian Cheng, kicked the kneeling woman with the toe of her leather shoe, and said indifferently: "Alive? If you are not dead, you can go out alive. If you can go, go. If you can't go, just go Get out, don't lose me at your mother's house..."

Showing no pity at all, Yan Qiutong turned around first and walked out.

Lian Cheng pursed his lips, gritted his teeth and supported himself to stand up. Kneeling on the ground for too long, his calf did not return enough blood. The moment he got up, he almost fell down, but Lian Guoqiang helped him. However, Yan who was walking in front Qiu Tong didn't even turn her head.

For a while, Lian Guoqiang looked at Lian Cheng who was staggering past, and couldn't figure out whether he couldn't understand whether Yan Qiutong cared about Lian Cheng's thoughts.

Frowning, Lian Guoqiang walked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows, but after a while, he saw Yan Qiutong coming out first, still ignoring Lian Cheng who was about to fall down several times behind him, couldn't help but have doubts, could it be true But he was wrong?

Yan Qiutong, who returned to the driver's seat first, was gripping the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turned white, and his face was so heavy that water would flow out.Can't help but look at Lian Cheng who is staggering a few steps away, like a broken rag doll.

Why wouldn't he want to pick her up, carry her downstairs, carry her into the car, and settle her down?

But Yan Qiutong knew too well that even half of his kindness towards her would become Lian Guoqiang's trump card to suppress the little woman, even though he didn't know what the little woman had in Lian Guoqiang's hands.

The moment Lian Cheng finally got into the car and sat in the passenger seat, Yan Qiutong started the car and sped away at a speed that made people stunned.

There was obviously a girl sitting beside him, if it wasn't for the heavy breathing, Yan Qiutong would have thought that what he was doing next to him was just a simulation doll.

How can it be like this?

How did it suddenly become like this?
Obviously three or four hours ago, this girl was still blaming him for not wanting to take medicine, pouting and complaining that he ignored her, and happily thanking him for being punished by Lian Ying. The time of the meeting has become such a waste of money?
Yan Qiutong knew that Lian Guoqiang must be blaming Lian Cheng for the injury caused by Wake Up, maybe he was guessing whether he made a move, but it was more to vent his anger.

Lian Cheng is not as important as a watchdog to Lian Guoqiang.

Yan Qiutong couldn't bear to see how the girl around him was doing, and couldn't bear to ask the girl around him if she was in pain or if she was injured, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would be full of tyranny.

The silence in the car was too cold, Lian Cheng regained his senses from his contemplation, and felt the familiar presence around him, and finally felt a little warmth in his heart.

In fact, she didn't lie to Ye Qing, the man beside her is really nice, very nice, he can make her feel touched and feel the long-lost warmth.

"Really, it's fine." Lian Cheng said suddenly.

Yan Qiutong didn't hide his emotions at the moment, cruel, angry, cold, bloodthirsty, and distressed.

Lian Cheng naturally knew why, the knuckles of the man holding the steering wheel were too abrupt, and he had no doubt that if the man kept doing this, the veins would burst out.

It's great, this man loves her, and there will be another person who loves her after she was beaten, without any adulteration.

"..." Yan Qiutong didn't say a word, it's not like he couldn't see that the beating person had used all his strength, so how could he be fine?
No matter how stubborn Lian Cheng was, she was still just a woman, and no matter how old Lian Guoqiang was, she was still a man. How could a man who tried his best to slap her face be so relaxed and fine?
"Yan Qiutong..." Lian Cheng gave up trying to appease the man. Compared to comforting the man, the grievance in her heart exploded the moment she saw Yan Qiutong. She reached out and grabbed the arm of the man next to her, pouted , sobbing, "I am wronged...I am so wronged..."

Suddenly, the car stopped, Yan Qiutong squinted her eyes, gritted her teeth, and wanted to shake off the little hand on her arm, and then sternly said "serve it" to the little woman.

Serve it right, why didn't you know to tell him?
Why didn't you know there was him?
However, Yan Qiutong didn't make up his mind after all. His heart was already soft when Lian Cheng's crying sound came. At this moment, Yan Qiutong finally recognized him. He fell, and fell into the hands of a 24-year-old girl. inside.

He couldn't deny that the moment he pushed open the door, his heart was aching, the pain was severe, and seeing the redness and swelling on her face, he almost couldn't hold on to his emotions.

Rare reason told him that there were at least four snipers and countless bodyguards in Lian Guoqiang's apartment, so he couldn't be impulsive.

After the car stopped, Yan Qiutong sighed, turned around, pinched the little girl's waist, lifted the little girl into his arms, and then he knew what it means to be satisfied.