After I was pregnant with a cub, I was spoiled by the rich and powerful [Cross Book]

Five minutes later, Yan Ting came out of the guest room with a serious expression, but no smile on his face.

The family doctor rushed over with a medicine box, but was not allowed in.

Everyone was puzzled, Yan Ting didn't explain anything, but closed the door behind his backhand, to cut off everyone who wanted to pry.

"It's okay, big brother and sister-in-law don't have to worry." Yan Ting said softly.

Sister-in-law Yan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately nothing happened.At that time, his son was the only one by the swimming pool. If there was anything, his son would not be able to explain it clearly.

Today, the three brothers of the Yan family have a very strong relationship.

Even if she wanted to compete for the family property, Mrs. Yan didn't want to move to the stage so quickly and tear her face apart.

Yan Ting was in the limelight in front of the old man, what a smart person should do most is to avoid his edge.

Compared with Yan Lang, whose emotions are all superficial and eager for quick success and quick profit, he wants to prove himself and achieve success, his mother can be said to have deep thoughts.

To keep calm, but to attack scheming.

"It's fine, it's fine, it's fine." Aunt Yan smiled, and asked worriedly, "Third brother, why don't you let the doctor take a look, so you can feel more at ease."

She pretended to be very worried about Lin Yuan, and then win over the brotherhood between her husband and brother-in-law.

Now that brothers are so affectionate, it will be so easy to stab a knife in the back in the future.

"No need, he's young and afraid to see a doctor." Yan Ting rejected his sister-in-law's offer, and said again: "Let's go to the living room and let him rest for a while."

Several people nodded and went downstairs together.

Yan Lang, who had already changed into wet clothes, followed behind, the expression on his face was indescribable, he opened his mouth to speak several times, but he didn't catch the chance.

He dawdled at the end, saw his parents and the others went downstairs, quickly turned around and returned to the position just now, stood outside the closed guest bedroom door, raised his fingers into fists, almost wanting to knock on the door.

Just now, my uncle condescendingly carried Lin Yuan upstairs.

Moreover, let everyone not disturb his rest.

Lin Yuan, an idiot, really thought that if he hooked up with his uncle, he would be able to keep pace with him?

Anyway, he is just an idiot who can be bullied by anyone, no matter how much he flutters, he can't fly up to the branches and become a phoenix.

Yan Lang stood gloomyly outside the door for a while, but finally turned around and left without knocking.

He is eager for quick success, but he is not really stupid.Lin Yuan seems to be very much favored by his uncle now, if he really does something, wouldn't it be digging a hole and burying himself.

Yan Lang didn't go downstairs, but returned to his bedroom on the third floor.

"Xiao Qi, didn't you say you saw your brother go out for sale last time? Do you have any photos? If you have any, send them to me."

It took several minutes for Yan Lang to receive the reply. He leaned against the head of the bed, with his right leg slightly bent, and kicked the door of the bedside cabinet, which was concealed, to open the screen.

After a while, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Yuan, no matter how much you pretend in front of my uncle, I will tear off your mask.

If you want to cling to my Yan family, just dream.

Yan Lang saved the photos and was thinking about how to show his uncle when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Xiao Lang, are you in there?"

Before Yan Lang could answer, his mother had already opened the door and entered. He hastily stuffed the phone into the quilt, straightened his body, and asked in confusion, "Mom, are you looking for me?"

"It's your uncle looking for you." Before letting her son go downstairs, she repeatedly asked if there was any physical conflict with the person Yan Ting brought in the backyard.

Yan Lang firmly insisted that he hadn't done anything, so his mother was relieved to let him go downstairs.

It was dark and the whole villa was silent.

Yan Ting was the only one sitting on the sofa in the living room.

In the quiet environment, the atmosphere is a bit dignified, which makes people feel fearful.

Yan Lang's walking steps gradually became stiff, and when he sat down on the chair opposite him, his nervousness was written all over his face.

His voice trembled, "Uncle, are you looking for me?"

Yan Ting pinched his brows, his face was exhausted, the cold air that usually enveloped his whole body had weakened a lot, but the oppressive force was still full.

"You and Lin Yuan, what happened before?"

Hearing this, Yan Lang's shoulders trembled, his face was flustered for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal, pretending to be calm and said: "Uncle, I have nothing to do with Lin Yuan, we just know each other."

Yan Ting raised his eyes and glanced at him, his eyes were slightly cold.

"Besides, the person I like is his younger brother, so it's impossible to have anything to do with him." Yan Lang was a little flustered, and hastily added.

Yan Lang was not sure how much his uncle cared about that Lin Yuan, so he decided not to admit anything.

As long as he doesn't admit it, no one will know about his embarrassing time and the fact that he was supported by Lin Yuan.

Yan Lang is extremely concerned about face, if his friends find out, they will definitely laugh at him for being a jerk.

He is a majestic young master of the Yan family, he can't afford to lose that face.

"Before Lin Qi, did you have a boyfriend?" Yan Ting leaned on the back of the sofa, his eyes were dark and deep, and his voice was cold.

Yan Lang thumped in his heart, and immediately retorted: "It's not Lin Yuan."

In the past, Yan Ting never cared about the affairs of the younger generation, and was indifferent by nature, but this time he seemed to be a different person, and said again: "I saw you and a boy in the mall once, who is that person?"

Yan Lang put his hands together and put them between his knees, his back was straightened due to tension, his hair stood on end when his uncle looked at him, and the coolness rose from the soles of his feet to the sky.

"No, uncle, listen to my explanation. I used to be in a relationship with Lin Yuan, but nothing happened between us." Yan Lang explained tremblingly, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he grabbed the point suddenly. what.

Isn't this the best time?Let my uncle see how dirty Lin Yuan is, a person who can do anything for money.

Yan Lang called out the photo, held the phone in both hands and handed it to Yan Ting, "Uncle, look at this. I came across this by accident before, so I took it by accident."

The background of the photo is in a bar, where light and shadow are intertwined, and it seems that you can still hear the hustle and bustle in the static.

In the picture, a young boy who looks like Lin Yuan is leaning on the bar, and next to him is a burly middle-aged man who puts his arm on his shoulders, obviously trying to take advantage.

In the second photo, the middle-aged man half dragged and half hugged the drunk young boy out of the bar.

It was clear at a glance what the two of them were going to do next.

The environment is dim, and the people who take pictures don't seem to be very skilled.Each photo only showed the side face, and it was still blurry.

Judging from his height, body shape, hair color, and blurred profile, that person really looked like Lin Yuan.

But Yan Ting knew that it wasn't.

The child he raised was a bit rebellious, but he didn't act recklessly.In some things, he is very obedient and measured.

Yan Ting's eyes were cold, his eyes moved away from the photo, the corners of his lips sunken slightly, as if he was angry, and his voice was cold, "The person above is Lin Yuan?"

"It's him." Yan Lang nodded hastily, and justified himself, "I also accidentally photographed it, I didn't expect Lin Yuan to be this kind of person."

Yan Lang didn't say it clearly, but the power to leave room for imagination is greater.

"Lin Yuan has an innocent face, and looks innocent. But who knows how chaotic his private life is, and he is very short of money, because of money... what can't be done." Yan Lang added embellishments cryptically. : "Uncle, don't be fooled by him."

"Yeah." Yan Ting didn't say anything, his face was cold, his words were as precious as gold, and he didn't show the anger that Yan Lang expected.

He took out a piece of paper from his pocket, wrote a few lines on it, and handed it to Yan Lang casually.

The font is vigorous and powerful, the strokes are smooth and domineering, with an extremely domineering personal aura.

Yan Lang was puzzled, and hastily stretched out his hand to borrow it.

The moment he saw the word IOU, his pupils shrank a few times.

"Let's sign it." Yan Ting threw the pen on the table, it seemed that after lending it to Yan Lang, he didn't intend to take it anymore.

Looking down, he scanned each word carefully, and the moment he saw the number clearly, Yan Lang was startled, "Uncle, I never borrowed 100 million from Lin Yuan! Where did he get so much money, that poor man?"

Yan Lang shouted and stood up excitedly.Realizing that his behavior was inappropriate, he sat back down again.

"Among them, 90 is the principal, and [-] is the interest." When Yan Ting spoke, he was not angry.

The fingers on the knee tapped lightly, and said softly: "You can't afford it, you can ask your parents to help you."

This is the last thing Yan Lang wants to see, if his parents and other people know that he was raised by Lin Yuan before, and he was treated as a good guy, where is he going to save face.

But Yan Ting spoke in person, and Yan Lang didn't dare to refuse directly.He never expected that taking out the photos of Lin Yuan messing around outside would have a counterproductive effect.

He felt that his uncle must be angry because of the photo, so he took advantage of the opportunity to vent his anger on him.

He is an unlucky innocent backer.

No, it was Lin Yuan who was messing around in the bar, why let him bear the anger.

Yan Lang couldn't bear it.

"Uncle, I can pay back Lin Yuan's money, but I have to pay him back in person. I'll call him down now." Yan Lang stood up eagerly, impatiently wanting to call Lin Yuan over in front of his uncle. , tearing off his disguise.

As soon as Yanlang took two steps, he was stopped, "Sit down."

Yan Lang reluctantly sat back, "Uncle, what kind of ecstasy soup did that Lin Yuan pour into you, and you actually wanted to help him? He's just an outsider, so maybe he made a lot of disgusting money by selling himself out?" .”

When he got angry, Yan Lang lost even the most basic observation ability, and didn't notice that Yan Ting's face was getting darker and darker, and he kept pouring dirty water on Lin Yuan.

Cursing, cursing, he felt that something was wrong, and when he looked up, he was frightened by those cold and scarlet eyes.

My whole body froze, like falling into an ice cellar.

"Little...Uncle..." Yan Lang had never seen his uncle so angry, his eyes were so fierce that he seemed to want to kill someone.

"I signed it." Yan Ting's voice was very deep, so cold that it was impossible to comment.

Yan Lang couldn't say anything, picked up the pen on the table tremblingly, and signed his name on the IOU.

After signing, he raised his eyes, only to realize that he hadn't taken his phone back yet.

But it was too late, Yan Ting already knew the source of the photo from his phone.

"Uncle, this was really taken by me, he doesn't care about Xiao Qi's affairs, he doesn't know anything." Yan Lang has a sense of responsibility, even though he is terribly afraid, he is still working hard to protect Lin Qi.

Yan Ting didn't say a word, and threw the phone back to him, "Go and call your parents, the IOU should also be settled into an account. I'll talk about Lin Qi's matter later, and deal with yours first today."

For a moment, Yan Lang opened his mouth, but there was no sound.

He thought, he's done.

He shouldn't mess with Lin Yuan.