Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

But those two people seemed to have expected it, one of them quickly stepped forward, grabbed his shoulder with extreme agility, and with a strong shake, he threw him back.

The man slammed into the table heavily, and the rattling cutlery fell to the floor.

Another bodyguard stepped forward, snatched his backpack, threw it to the person at the door, grabbed the back of his neck, and lifted him up.

But this man obviously has a bit of skill, turning over is a catch, trying to kill the man who grabbed him, but there are so many bodyguards, and another person went over and grabbed his neck with his backhand.

There is no suspense at all for two to fight one, and the man was crushed to the ground.

They checked the backpack, made sure that the tableware was there, and then closed the zipper, leading the man out of the box.

The boss downstairs saw four people coming down together, and the person who said he was the brother of the guest before seemed to have a bruised nose and a swollen face. He wanted to go up and ask, but a bodyguard came over.

He took out a wad of cash and put it on the table.

"This is to compensate you for the tableware upstairs, and don't talk too much."

The boss was a little apprehensive. This person had a vicious aura that made people tremble. He looked like a powerful character, so he nodded quickly.

"Okay, I see, I... I will definitely not say anything."

Satisfied, the bodyguard turned and left.

The waiter went up to have a look, then walked quietly to the boss and said.

"There must have been a fight upstairs, and our tableware was broken a lot."

The boss was still looking at the door, clutching the money tightly.

"It's okay, just buy it again, anyway, don't talk too much, just pretend nothing happened."

The waiter responded quickly.

"Yes, we won't talk too much."

Yan Rongrong didn't know that such a thing happened after she left.

She returned to the old house, chatted with Tang Yunyan for a while, and then went back to her room to take a nap.

But in fact, she couldn't sleep at all, sitting on the bed alone thinking about what Lu Xing told her, someone was investigating her.

She looked at the chat box on her mobile phone, and wanted to ask her father. Those people went home to ask her what happened, but she realized that she had already severed relations with them. If she asked again, Yan Chen and Lin Xin would definitely stick together again. .

Yan Rongrong could imagine that they would ask her for money endlessly, and go out in Si Boheng's name to bluff and cheat, which would bring Si Boheng much trouble.

So after hesitating for a long time, she dragged Yan Jianghe back into the blacklist, and then opened Si Boheng's chat box.

"Mr. Si, are you busy? I have something to tell you, do you have time?"

Looking at the line he typed out, what Lu Xing said flashed through his mind.

Did someone investigate you, Si Boheng, really not know anything about it?

Yan Rongrong rubbed her phone, feeling very tangled in her heart, does Mr. Si really not know?Or, he actually knew, but he didn't tell her.

Yan Rongrong thought about it for a while, and decided that it's better not to post such long-winded remarks, and just ask directly.

Her brain is not working well, she is ambiguous, and the twists and turns are too tiring.

So she quickly deleted those words and typed out another line.

"Uncle, you have been letting sister Huan stay with me recently and let me live in the old house. Is it because someone is investigating me and you are afraid that I will be in danger?"

After typing, she decisively pressed the send button.

Then he leaned back and lay down on the bed holding his phone.

After going out for a whole morning, she is still quite tired, but she can't sleep now, she has something on her mind, and she always feels uneasy.

Just imagine, no matter where you go, there are always people spying on you anytime, anywhere, and they may even do you harm. Everyone would be afraid, not to mention that Yan Rongrong is still pregnant with two children, if she encounters danger , Children are also in danger!

Turning over twice on the bed, she habitually wanted to lie down, but thinking that she might press on her stomach, she quickly turned to lie on her back again.

I waited for a while with my mobile phone, but the notification tone didn't ring.

Maybe Si Boheng was busy and didn't see her message.

Yan Rongrong closed her eyes, but usually she was so sleepy, but now she was so awake that she couldn't fall asleep at all.

She sat up and waited for a while with her mobile phone, but there was still no news from Si Boheng.

She didn't know who she could tell, so she had to send another message to Qi Yue.

"Yueyue, are you up? Do you have time to accompany me?"

But Qi Yue didn't reply either, probably still sleeping.

Yan Rongrong suddenly felt a sense of loss in her heart. She only now realized that besides Qi Yue, she seemed to have no other friends. Lu Xing was barely a friend, but he had a life like a family, and besides, he seemed to have a little affection for her, so he couldn't be close to her.

She was staring at Si Boheng's chat box, and at this moment she realized that all her focus seemed to be on Si Boheng.

"This is not good, this is not good"

Yan Rongrong muttered to herself, but her eyes still couldn't help looking forward to Si Boheng's reply.

But Mr. Si didn't know what happened today, and he never responded to her messages.

Yan Rongrong checks her phone every two to three minutes, but every time she looks at it, she is disappointed because there are only her messages and no reply.

In the end, she was so anxious that she couldn't do it anymore, she sat up and opened the door and went out.

Qian Zhong just came in and greeted her with a smile when he saw her.

"Miss Yan"

Yan Rongrong walked over and asked.

"Steward Qian, is there... a place to sing at home?"

Butler Qian was taken aback, then nodded.

"Yes, in the basement, there is a ktv-style entertainment venue, but usually no one at home goes to it, that is, when the boy was young, he took his friends there to play."

Yan Rongrong didn't expect this singing place to be so old, but as long as there is one.

"Steward Qian, I want to sing, can I play there?"

"Of course, but..."

Steward Qian looked at Yan Rongrong, and finally took the key in person, and took her to the bottom floor. The space inside was very large, and Yan Rongrong found that it was like a casino, with a billiard room, cinema, ktv, everything.

This singing room is also very large. When the lights are turned on, it feels like a small bar, and there are various wines displayed on the table.

"It's here. It's usually cleaned. It's just that the chairman and the others don't come to play. If you want to play, you can play here."

Yan Rongrong was just feeling anxious, so she wanted to howl a few times to relax.

Not a while after Steward Qian left, Geng Huan came, bringing several young maids along with him.

Yan Rongrong was holding the microphone and was howling to death. The voice was so magical that Geng Huan, who was always calm and cold, slipped and almost fell down.

Yan Rongrong stared blankly at a row of people standing at the door.

"You...why are you here?"

Thinking of how loud her broken voice was, Yan Rongrong was a little embarrassed. If she had known someone was there, she would have changed to a lighter song.