After rebirth, Yan Shao can't climb high

Yan Tingjue trembled angrily, the design in his hand was pinched until deformed, and the irritability of breaking the opponent's neck gradually emerged from the bottom of his heart.

Jing Wanwan lowered her gaze and landed on his pulsating arm.

"Why, are you angry and want to kill me?"

He gritted his back molars hard, and kicked the table and chair over with a kick.

Turn around quickly and walk out.

If he doesn't go, he won't be able to control himself.

Jing Wanwan smiled sarcastically at his back.

This violent lion will never change.

Zhang Ling strolled around, bought some food and walked back, and met Yan Tingjue at the stairs.

Subconsciously, a voice came out: "Young Master Yan and..."

"roll!"

Zhang Ling was paralyzed to the ground by the roar.

Zhou Tezhu drove around a few times, and when he came back, he saw Yan Tingjue coming downstairs in a rage.

Quickly pull over the car and open the door.

"Mr. Yan, I'll take you back to the company."

Subconsciously glanced at Zhang Ling who was slumped on the ground, waited for Mr. Yan to get into the car, and drove away quickly.

"Zhou Shen."

"Ah?" Zhou Shen's whole body tensed up. Boss Yan always called him Special Assistant Zhou. What happened today?
"Give me the blueprint, Yanshi, can I lose her?"

Zhou Shen swallowed his saliva, "You won't lose yourself to Miss Jing."

"Then why she didn't want to give me something when she gave Mr. Qin something!" While speaking, Yan Tingjue thumped the seat in front of him angrily.

Zhou Shen shrunk his neck subconsciously, trying to shrink his majestic body as much as possible.

If he hadn't been driving, he would have hugged his head and huddled into a ball.

"Why!" Yan Tingjue trembled with excitement and rage.

Zhou Shen realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Yan, don't get excited, everything can be solved, so don't get excited."

With a bang, Yan Tingjue bumped his head against the car window.

"President Yan?" Zhou Shen was startled, and hurriedly stopped the car.

After five years with Yan Tingjue, this is the second time he has seen him so out of control.

The last time was three years ago, when Mr. Yan forced her to marry Ms. Jing Wanwan.

There was another bang, and Yan Tingjue hit the car window again.

Zhou Shen opened the car door and hugged Yan Tingjue.

Yan Tingjue bumped his head against Zhou Shen, "Don't touch me!"

Zhou Shen fell on the curb, his chest felt like it had been hit with a sledgehammer.

Yan Tingjue walked to the front driver's seat, sat up and started the car.

Zhou Shen hurriedly got up and brushed past the car.

Seeing the car drive away like crazy, he quickly took out his phone.

"Miss Jing, Miss Jing is not well!"

Jing Wanwan frowned, "Are you crazy?"

"No, Mr. Yan lost control of his emotions. He hit the window and hurt himself. He snatched the car and drove away. He drove very fast, and something will happen!"

"What's with me?"

Jing Wanwan was about to hang up the phone.

"Miss Jing, do you still remember three years ago? On the day you entered Yan's, Mr. Yan had a car accident."

"He wants to die by himself, so it has nothing to do with me!" Jing Wanwan hardened her heart.

"Miss Jing! Yan always has emotional disorders, a little out of control can easily hurt others and yourself!"

"..."

"Miss Jing, I beg you to persuade him."

"Are you kidding me? Three years ago, he was in a car accident. I went to the hospital to see him, and he was almost thrown out of the window!"

"It's different now, Mr. Yan cares about you!"

"Looking for a banquet!" Jing Wanwan quickly cut off the call, not wanting to disturb her calm heart.

Zhang Ling looked at Jing Wanwan who was sitting there stupidly, and silently pushed the chicken feet she bought.

"Want to eat something together?"

"Sister Xiaoling, I'm going out for a while." Jing Wanwan recovered, grabbed her phone, got up and walked out.

While going down the stairs, he dialed Yan Tingjue's cell phone.

There was no answer on the other end, and her steady heartbeat was out of rhythm.

Standing on the street watching the heavy traffic coming and going, he called Mr. Yan.

"Little Wan?"

"Grandpa Yan, has Yan Tingjue gone to your place?"

Old Man Yan looked outside the courtyard, "No, he wouldn't come to my place on weekdays. Xiao Wan, what happened?"

"It's okay, take care of your body, I'll see you when I'm free."

Jing Wanwan took a deep breath and flipped through her contacts. Except for Zhou Tezhu and Grandpa Yan, she didn't know anyone else who was in contact with Yan Tingjue.

By the way, there is also Feng Lie Xing.

But he is abroad, just think about it.

On the road, a world-limited luxury car rushed like flying, all the way to the western suburbs.

With a creak, it stopped by the river.

The car door opened, Yan Tingjue got out of the car with a disheveled face, and slammed the door hard.

The phone was left on the back seat, blinking silently.

"Miss Jing, have you contacted Mr. Yan?" Zhou Shen had no choice but to call Jing Wanwan again.

Jing Wanwan was silent for a while, "You didn't get in touch?"

"Boss Yan doesn't answer my calls at all, I beg you to call him for me and ask him."

"I've done it."

Zhou Shen was stunned for a moment, "You didn't accept the banquet?"

"No."

"Then why don't you call more? Boss Yan has a bad temper. Today you reject him face to face. He is in a particularly bad mood. If you call more, he will answer when he is in a good mood."

Jing Wanwan resisted the urge to swear, "I hit you several times."

Zhou Shen: "..." Could it be that he made a mistake?
Boss Yan is not special to Miss Jing?
Otherwise, why did Miss Jing take the initiative to make several phone calls, but he didn't answer?

"You find a way to find him yourself. Oh, by the way, if he really gets into a car accident, the hospital will notify you. You don't have to worry."

Zhou Shen held the phone in a daze, what Miss Jing said was really vicious.

She even cursed that there would always be a car accident at the banquet. Sure enough, the woman's heart was stabbed in the bottom of her heart, and she became ruthless and frightened people to death!

Jing Wanwan frowned and looked at the people coming and going on the street, and asked silently in her heart: "Little elf, it seems that you can transform into a butterfly now, are you powerful?"

"Yeah, I'm much stronger now than before!"

"Then help me find out where Sir Yan Ting is now?"

"Don't you? Have you separated yourself from the dog man?"

"He probably wants to die, and his dogs are worried about him."

"What does it have to do with you?"

Jing Wanwan was silent for a few seconds, "He quarreled with me today, if he dies, what should I do if I am accused by his henchmen?"

"It seems to be oh."

"Little elf, help your master." Jing Wanwan rubbed her hands together and bowed to the sky, scaring the passers-by to move away from her.

"Master, let me tell you the truth, I can find out where he is, but using the positioning system, I have to go to retreat for about a week, and you can't find me when you need me."

Jing Wanwan swallowed her throat, "You are really weak."

"Then think about it, do you want me to find him?"

"Look for it."

"Hey, let's go." The little elf concentrated his thoughts, and after three seconds: "By the river in the western suburbs. Master, I'm going to rest. See you in a week."

"See you later." Jing Wanwan walked to the parking lot and drove towards the western suburbs.

By the river in the western suburbs, Yan Tingjue looked at the river under the bridge, his distorted expression gradually subsided.

Suddenly, two young women with heavy makeup came over.

"Handsome man, are you alone?"