The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Yan'er was so frightened by Situ Yan that she couldn't say anything, it was as if this place was a hell on earth, and the glitz on the surface buried the horror that people couldn't open their eyes.

But as his secret guard, she could only obey.

He is the master, she is the servant, no matter right or wrong, she will stand in front of him and block all dangers for him.

Of course, his orders will be carried out.

"Then, will the president of the Lu Group and Miss Wen's sister be sent out?"

Situ Yan looked sideways at Yan'er, and Yan'er immediately understood that she already knew Situ Yan's answer, but she still wanted to ask one more question.

Looking at the torn wedding dress on the ground, Situ Yan seemed to have a regretful expression. He reached out to pick up the red gauze skirt, and said helplessly, "I will prepare another wedding dress tomorrow."

"Understood, young master."

"Remember to change the headgear as well, this one is already a waste product." Situ Yan gently brushed off the clothes with his hand, obviously just now he looked regretful, but the next moment he discarded the trash as if.

Yan'er had long been used to Situ Yan's capriciousness, so she immediately asked the servants to go out with their things.

Situ Yan continued to ask, "Did you catch those little mice?"

"Not yet." Yan'er shook her head, "The people of the Wen family are still strong, but they should be caught soon, after all, there are many organs in the base."

Although it is a fully modern facility, they have integrated the Mohism mechanism, which is the essence left over from the times.

"That's right. People trained by Wen Liang should have some strength. If they are caught so easily, it will make Wen Liang lose face. It's better to relax a little bit and give them some hope."

Situ Yan propped his jaw and said to himself, as if he was really thinking about Wen Liang, he thought for a while, and said to Yan'er, "Leave them a loophole or two, and then catch them. Don't make them feel I’m too weak, it’s better to give them a chance.”

Yan'er "..."

Yan'er didn't know how to evaluate Situ Yan's bad taste.

Situ Yan is obviously not such a person, he just did it on purpose and wanted to play tricks.

Seeing those people who thought they could break into the base, but he actually did it on purpose, was like a game of cat and mouse, and this kind of playfulness made him feel that he was above them.

"Okay, you go down first. Remember to send a new set of wedding clothes later, I don't hope there will be any mistakes tomorrow." Situ Yan's tone already had a faint taste of killing.

"Are you taking one from the wedding dresses you prepared earlier, young master?" Yan'er didn't know whether to take a random one or specify a certain one.

Every year, Situ Yan would prepare a new set of wedding dresses, ranging in size from small to large, and this year, he prepared four sets of wedding dresses in different styles, one of which was destroyed.

"I want that set, the one embroidered with Bana flowers."

Tomorrow's wedding is destined to be a bloodbath.

Also, how could his Situ Yan's wedding be so ordinary?

Of course, the loudest salute can be used to highlight the intensity of his wedding.

Therefore, only the one with the Bianhua flower is the most suitable, which represents Huangquan. After all, many people will accidentally walk on that road tomorrow. As the host, he has to express his heart.