After divorcing Mr. Jingfenba [Transmigration Book]

After facing the mirror in silence for a long time, Yan Tong took out her mobile phone and opened Baidu.

Entered the words "Yan Yuchen" in the search box.

Yan Yuchen, male, 30 years old, married, president of Yan Group, founder of CJ Group, 187cm tall, worth 3200 billion yuan...

"Although he looks ordinary, his resume is really impressive." Yan Tong frowned seriously, lowered his head to glance at his suit, and then laughed sinisterly.

Koike is mine.

Regardless of your Yan Yuchen, Li Yuchen, Xiaochi is mine...

At this moment, the director suddenly called.

The memory figured it out, at this moment, Yan Tong remembered everything that happened from the last time Yan Yixu switched to just now.

He adjusted his expression in the mirror, and then connected the phone: "Is there something wrong?"

His tone was cold and indifferent, basically no different from Yan Yuchen's.

Director: "I just want to remind you that the rematch here has already started. Don't forget to arrange for Tang Chi's mother to connect."

Ever since the original owner's mother was taken away by two psychiatrists, she has been placed in this community.

This time, Yan Yuchen came to monitor the live connection between the original owner's mother and Tang Chi.

Yan Tong said coldly: "Understood, I have already arrived at the gate of the community, and I will take care of the rest."

After speaking, he got out of the car, but instead of going directly to the original owner's mother, he went to the community supermarket first.

This is a community that has been in disrepair for a long time. The residents in it are either old people or young people with no achievements. Last year, according to the community survey, the per capita annual income of their community is less than 3 yuan. In short, they are all quite poor.

Seeing Yan Tong enter the door, the supermarket aunt's eyes straightened, and she said in disbelief, "Are you here for shopping?"

Yan Tong hummed and said with a smile, "Excuse me, do you have a fruit knife?"

The aunt quickly said, "Yes, which one do you want?"

Yan Tong: "The sharpest."

The aunt helped him choose a suitable one, and when he was paying the bill, the aunt couldn't help but ask, "Isn't the young man from our community?"

Yan Tong shook his head: "No, I'm here to find someone."

Auntie said oh, what else to say, Yan Tong suddenly chuckled, and then looked at auntie with a slightly threatening gaze: "Don't tell others, you have seen me."

After speaking, he took the fruit knife and left.

Looking at the back of Yan Tong's leaving, the aunt was a little weak, and muttered softly: "This young man is so handsome, why is his temperament so gloomy?"

Leaving the small shop with a fruit knife, Yan Tong entered Unit 203 according to the address on her mobile phone, and knocked on the door of [-].

The person who opened the door was a young lady wearing a nurse uniform from Lantian Mental Hospital.

"Mr. Yan, you are here." The nurse smiled and welcomed Yan Tong in.

Yan Tong straightened his tie, imitating Yan Yuchen's expression in his memory, hummed coldly, and then walked into the door, only to see the woman locked behind the glass door.

As soon as the woman saw Yan Tong, she screamed frantically, and kept banging on the glass door.

"Ms. Wang's mood has been very unstable these days, but Mr. Yan, don't worry, I will take good care of her." The nurse said very professionally.

Yan Tong glanced at the small room next door: "You avoid it for a while, I have something to talk to her about."

"Okay." The nurse said with a smile, "If there is an accident, please call me in time."

After finishing speaking, the nurse went into the next room.

In the whole room, only Yan Tong and the original owner's mother, namely Wang Meijuan, were left.

Originally, Wang Meijuan was still going crazy, but when she met Shang Yantong's paranoid and gloomy eyes, it was as if someone poured cold water from head to toe, and she became quiet instantly.

When Yan Tong walked to the glass door, Wang Meijuan retreated subconsciously.

Yan Tong opened the glass door, and at the same time as he entered, he took out the fruit knife he bought at the small shop just now from the inner pocket of his suit.

Wang Meijuan sat down on the ground directly: "What do you want to do? Killing people is against the law!"

Yan Tong smiled and said, "Don't be so nervous, I just came to say hello to you."

Wang Meijuan hugged herself tightly, and quickly shrank to the corner: "You just stand there, don't come near me! Don't come over!"

Yan Tong raised his hands, raised his eyebrows indifferently, and then sat down leisurely on the chair beside him.

"Auntie, I really just came to say hello to you." Yan Tong said with a smile, "Your reaction makes me very embarrassed."

Wang Meijuan swallowed: "Put the knife away first."

"I just bought this knife, and it's also a gift I'm going to give you today. It's not suitable to put it away." Yan Tong cast a glance at her, and said warmly, "It's cold on the ground, get up first."

"I don't." Wang Meijuan continued to shrink into the corner, wishing she could tuck herself into the wall.

Yan Tong took a deep breath, and when his eyes fell back on Wang Meijuan, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his voice seemed to come from a dark abyss: "I'll let you get up."

Word by word.

Wang Meijuan quickly got up from the ground and sat down on the chair.

The corner of Yan Tong's mouth curled up again: "That's right."

Wang Meijuan said nervously, "What are you looking for me for?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask auntie for help." Yan Tong took out a note and handed it to Wang Meijuan, "Xiaochi will connect with you at the game site later, please memorize the contents of this note, and then Facing the video camera, say it kindly and guiltily."

Speaking of this, Yan Tong couldn't help reminding: "You must have a very kind attitude and a natural tone, otherwise," Yan Tong shook the shining dagger in his hand a little excitedly, "The dagger will pierce your heart .”

Wang Meijuan's pupils shrank, and she said in cold sweat, "You can't kill me, it's against the law!"

Yan Tong didn't take it seriously: "I just need to kill you, and then make the scene look like you committed suicide. Besides, now the outside world thinks you are mentally ill, and no one will doubt me."

For a young killer, although he has never killed anyone, his theoretical knowledge is still very solid.

In his perception, getting rid of Wang Meijuan was simply too simple, even easier than drinking a cup of milk tea.

"Do you want to read it or not?" Yan Tong asked with a smile.

Wang Meijuan was still maintaining the villain's last bit of dignity, but when she saw the dagger in Yan Tong's hand, she nodded instantly: "I think I think, as long as you don't kill me, I can do whatever you want."

Yan Tong hummed very satisfied, then waved his hand: "You can demonstrate it to me first."

Wang Meijuan picked up the note with trembling hands, coughed twice, and cleared her throat.

"Hello everyone, I'm Tang Chi's mother, and I'm very glad to be connected to the program group."

Yan Tong pursed her lips and said dissatisfied: "With some emotion, you should be very excited."

Wang Meijuan wiped off her cold sweat and read it several times until Yan Tong was satisfied, then she continued: "Our family is complicated, and I have been sick all the time, our family Tang Chi has suffered a lot since I was a child. I am really moved that he has come to this point. Perhaps because of the incident a few days ago, everyone misunderstood him. I also want to take this opportunity to clarify to everyone. At that time, I heard that the youngest son happened This kind of thing, I was emotionally excited for a while, and suddenly fell into a mental illness..."

Wang Meijuan felt something was wrong, and subconsciously retorted: "When did I get mentally ill? I'm not sick!"

Yan Tong hummed, and looked at him with a smile, with a sinister aura ready to come out in his eyes.

Wang Meijuan quickly changed her words: "I am sick, I forgot, I am sick."

"Continue." Yan Tong said with satisfaction.

Wang Meijuan continued to read: "I suddenly fell into a mental illness and caused trouble for Xiaochi. I am really sorry for him. Xiaochi simply married a good husband, and I also have a good son-in-law like you, Yuchen, otherwise I really don't know how it will end."

"Stop!" Yan Tong said with a gloomy face, "There is no need to read these two sentences about me, just delete them."

Wang Meijuan was puzzled and said: "But these two sentences are to praise you, what I read just now is not weird, why should I delete it?"

Yan Tong inserted a fruit knife into the wooden table at hand: "Auntie, people with too many problems generally don't live long."

Wang Meijuan immediately shut up.

When Wang Meijuan practiced that line repeatedly, Yan Tong fumbled for Yan Yuchen's cell phone unskillfully. After a long time, he found Peng Yao's cell phone number and sent him a text message.

[Yan: Go to the place where I usually live and find the marriage certificate between me and Tang Chi. 】

Almost instantly, Peng Yao replied.

[Peng Yao:? ? ?Didn't you let the dog feed the marriage certificate? 】

Yan Tong frowned: [What are you talking about?How can a marriage certificate be fed to a dog? 】

【Peng Yao: That's what you said at the time. I happened to be recording at that time. 】

Then, Peng Yao sent an intercepted recording.

Yan Tong clicked the play button suspiciously, and a deep and angry male voice sounded.

"I don't care, I will not leave. Marriage certificate, yes, marriage certificate, Peng Yao, send someone to my villa, and give me the marriage certificate in the third drawer beside the bed to feed the dog! Tear it up and feed it, don't Choked the dog to death."

Yan Tong: "..."

What kind of idiot did his Xiaochi marry? !

The author has something to say: keep going!My kidney is fine!I can do it!

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Jianghu Xiaosheng; 1 bottle of wool;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!