He entered a wealthy family by mistake

"Trash, you don't even know he's taking advantage of you."

Shen Ying kicked the Xiao family master who was kneeling at his feet again, furious.

The head of the Xiao family was kicked to the ground, but he quickly got up and kowtowed to Shen Ying while crying, "Please, Mr. Shen, you must help me! I have worked hard by your side for ten years without any merit or suffering. Work hard!"

Shen Ying was not so kind, and was furious, "See you off."

After hearing the order, Han Yan quickly walked towards the Xiao family master, grabbed the Xiao family master by the collar and dragged him out.

"No, no, I won't leave. Master Shen, please help me, please."

The head of the Xiao family wanted to crawl back to Shen Ying, but Han Yan was too strong and dragged him out of the study along the way.

He threw the head of the Xiao family outside the aisle, and coldly ordered his waiting men, "Throw it out."

"Yes."

The subordinate swallowed his saliva and was shocked when he saw Han Yan dragging the person out.

You must know that the head of the Xiao family has been loyal to Shen Ying a long time ago. Who would have thought that he would end up like this.

Ding Liangyi, a subordinate who was tricked by Jincheng to inquire about the situation, was so frightened that Han Yan was throwing people away like trash.

Sensing that there was someone on the corridor, Han Yan looked over there sharply, and his eyes instantly met with Ding Liang's.

Ding Liang was startled and hurriedly hid around the corner, covering his mouth with both hands and not daring to breathe out.

Compared with Ding Liangyi's fear, Han Yan looked straight at him with no expression.

Ding Liang, who thought Han Yan had returned to the study, sneakily poked his head out, only to meet Han Yan's sharp eyes.

Ding Liang was embarrassed and nervous, and in the end he could only raise his hand stupidly to greet Han Yan.

But after saying hello, he regretted it, and regretted even more that he believed in Jincheng's evil, and came over to check the situation like a fool.

It's not Jincheng's fault, it was Shen Jue who was suddenly frightened by Jincheng's calculations. After reading the news, he immediately asked Ding Liang to come over to investigate, for fear that he would become the next target.

Ding Liang was hesitant at first, not daring to see Han Yan.

But Jincheng threatened him and sent him directly to Han Yan if he couldn't come over. He was scared and came over to find out the news.

God, if you strike me to death with lightning, forget it.

Ding Liang burst into tears, he was really scared!

You're just asking for information, your innocence is important.

Ding Liang ran away as soon as he ran away, he didn't sell himself.

Han Yan frowned slightly as he watched Ding Liang run away. He disappeared before he could pass by.

He glanced at the study room, where the sound of things being smashed was heard. He knew without thinking that Shen Ying was angry.

He didn't show any unnecessary expression, and glanced at the direction Ding Liang left before returning to the study.

"Go get that kid over."

Shen Ying roared at Han Yan who entered the study.

Han Yan didn't speak. He silently took out his cell phone and asked the men guarding the door of Shen Juan's room to invite Shen Juan over.

About ten minutes later, Shen Jue arrived at Shen Ying's study.

At this time, the study room had been cleaned up by Han Yan, as if the mess just now had never happened.

As for Shen Ying, who got angry and threw things, he no longer had the initial anger. He sat on a chair and smoked a pipe facing the French window. Everything was extremely calm.

If this could be concealed from others, who was Shen Yan? One look at Shen Ying's desk and there was an ashtray missing, and he knew that he must have gone too far.

He didn't point it out and sat down on the sofa as if he didn't know anything.

When they came here, Shen Jue heard about the fact that the head of the Xiao family was kicked out of the Shen family. In a small way, it was because Shen Ying was disgusted by his incompetence in doing things, but in a big way, it chilled the heart of his loyal servant.

Shen Jue deliberately asked Patriarch Xiao to be the scapegoat, and used Patriarch Xiao to warn everyone who was close to Shen Ying, telling them that this was the fate of following Shen Ying, and that they were worthless and could only be used as chess pieces.

"You don't have anything to say?"

Shen Ying couldn't hold himself back at first and asked Shen Hui in a cold voice.

Shen Jue didn't reply and pointed his finger at the coffee table.

Han Yan, who was standing next to the desk, understood what Shen Jue meant, walked quickly to Shen Jue's side, bent down and poured a cup of tea for Shen Jue.

Shen Jue picked up the tea and took a sip before saying calmly, "There are risks in that place. This is not your style."

"I still have to thank you for taking care of my trouble?" Shen Ying's voice was filled with chill.

Shen Jue was not intimidated, "This matter will only affect the company's image if it gets serious. Sacrificing a Xiao family head can restore the company's interests and there is no loss."

After hearing this, Shen Ying's hand tendons bulged and he held the armrest of the chair hard. He knew clearly that Shen Juan did this on purpose but couldn't get angry directly.

Han Yan, who returned to Shen Ying, happened to see the anger on Shen Ying's face.

This was the first time he saw Shen Ying frustrated, and he couldn't get angry after being frustrated.

Han Yan looked at Shen Jue, who was calmly drinking tea on the sofa, and cursed. It seemed that the waves in front were pushing back the waves in the back. Now the master was already at a disadvantage against the eldest young master.

"If nothing happens, I'll go back first. I'm so sleepy."

After saying this, Shen Jue stood up and left. He was the only person who came and went freely in Shen Ying's study.

Shen Ying didn't stop him and kept holding back his anger.

It wasn't until the study door closed that he angrily broke the pipe in his hand, his chest heaving violently.