Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

But things are unpredictable, Yan Qiaotian never expected that Wu Fuqian would come back before Wang Minhao could interrogate himself.

As soon as he came back, he walked quickly to Qunying Hall, and found Yan Qiaotian from the crowd at a glance. He grabbed Yan Qiaotian's arm, looked at Wang Minhao unhappily and said, "I tried it last time. Could it be that Wang Minhao Brother still doesn’t believe that Xiao Lang is innocent?”

"Master, you should have gone to see the master first when you came back, why did you come here?" Wang Minhao stood up and replied unhappy.

Wu Fuqian held Yan Qiaotian behind him, and said angrily: "Don't fucking play this trick on me, I'm going to take Xiaolang away now, what can you do to me?" After finishing speaking, he turned around and put his arms around Yan Qiaotian. Just ready to leave.

Yan Qiaotian had noticed a long time ago that Wu Fuqian who came back this time was much darker than before, but even so, those vast eyes were still shining like that, when looking at Yan Qiaotian, he was still as tender and sweet as ever .

Wang Minhao walked quickly to Wu Fugan's side, stretched out his hand to stop him, his eyes kept wandering on Yan Qiaotian's face, and finally stared at Wu Fugan and said: "You can't take him away now, everyone in the mansion has to check their backs , Xiao Lang must also check."

"Damn it, can you see his back? I'll check it myself, where is it your turn to check?" Wu Fuqian's face became more anxious and angry, with blazing fire in his eyes.

"Master, everyone took their clothes off for a body check in Qunying Hall, and no one resisted, so why can't Xiao Lang fail?" Wang Minhao obviously didn't want to compromise this time, so he retorted sharply.

Wu Fuqian stepped forward and grabbed Wang Minhao's collar, and said coldly: "Xiao Lang is mine. I have made it very clear since the day Xiao Lang entered the mansion. Why, do you have ears? Deaf?"

Yan Qiaotian pretended to be terrified, and said: "Master, everyone has checked, and Xiao Lang is not the only one."

Even though Yan Qiaotian had already compromised, Wu Fuqian still said resolutely: "No, even if you want to check, I can only check it myself. No one else is allowed. If someone wants to play hard on me, then I, Wu Fuqian, will accompany you." in the end."

"But..." Yan Qiaotian didn't know what was wrong with Wu Fuqian, he looked at him with flickering eyes, as if he was thinking about it.

"Wang Minhao, I respect you for calling you Brother Wang, but that doesn't mean I'm afraid of you. Today, I must take Xiaolang away, whether you agree or not." After Wu Fuqian finished speaking, he forcibly hugged Yan Qiaotian in his arms. , and strode out of the Hall of Heroes.

Wang Minhao looked at Wu Fuqian's back helplessly, turned around and said to the servant beside him, "Go, go and inform the master, and say that the young master is back and took Xiao Lang away."

"Yes."

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When he walked out of the Hall of Heroes, Wu Fuqian let go of Yan Qiaotian, walked quickly to Yan Qiaotian, turned his back, and said, "I want to chat with you, okay?"

"Master, Xiao Lang still has work to do, I'm afraid..." Yan Qiaotian lowered his head slightly and said softly.

"It's okay, just now I told Sun Fu that today you are on vacation, and tomorrow I will personally send you out of Aotianmen." Wu Fuqian's shoulders could not help shaking slightly, and he continued, "You can go back and marry a wife and have children. I will never stop."

"Then Xiao Lang will thank Eldest Young Master." Yan Qiaotian said with a happy face.

Wu Fuqian didn't turn around, he smiled lightly, then raised his head and walked towards the house where Yan Qiaotian lived.

Along the way, Wu Fuqian didn't say a word, this silence was unfamiliar to Yan Qiaotian, such a smooth-tongued person, now seemed to be sad and sad, completely different from him in the past.

When they returned to the house, Yan Qiaotian took the initiative to pour a glass of water for Wu Fugan, and then asked tentatively, "I don't know what the young master wants to say to Xiao Lang?"

Wu Fuqian looked at the familiar room, looked up and looked around, finally sat down at the table, and said with a smile: "Xiao Lang, do you know why I never come to this room?"

Yan Qiaotian also looked up at the slightly dilapidated house, and said with a smile, "Probably the young master thinks the house is too old, so he doesn't want to come here."

Wu Fuqian smiled bitterly, and said: "Wrong, all wrong, you know that I lived in this house when I was young, and I still remember that when I was young, my mother always played with me in front of the door, and when I slept at night, she would also be tight He hugged me tightly, as if he was afraid that I would disappear suddenly."

"Madam is a good mother." Yan Qiaotian didn't know how to continue this topic, and he didn't know why Wu Fuqian wanted to tell him this.

"Yes, she is a good mother, but when I grew up, I became self-willed and mischievous. She tried to hit me several times, but in the end she couldn't do it." After Wu Fuqian finished speaking, he withdrew his gaze from the door, Turning her head to look at the teacup on the table, she continued, "I thought she was just going out because she was lonely, and she would come back eventually, but I didn't expect that when she came back, she was already a soulless I am a puppet, and my love and love for me have finally disappeared without a trace."

"Master, maybe you all misunderstood her." Yan Qiaotian originally wanted to explain one thing or two to herself, but Wu Fuqian heard another meaning.

"Misunderstanding? Yes, at first I misunderstood her, thinking that she was forced, but I didn't expect that she was voluntary." Wu Fuqian picked up the herbal tea on the table and drank it in one gulp.

"Voluntary?" Yan Qiaotian was immediately taken aback when he heard the words?

What's happening here?How did Wu Fuqian know that his mother was voluntary?

"Xiao Lang, is your unmarried daughter-in-law beautiful?" Wu Fuqian suddenly asked for no reason.

Yan Qiaotian lowered her head slightly, pretending not to be embarrassed, and said, "It's very beautiful, at least I think it's very beautiful."

"That's because you haven't seen my mother. If you had, hmph, you wouldn't say that." Wu Fuqian continued to pick up the teapot and poured himself a cup of herbal tea, then raised the teacup, and continued to turn his head to look at the mother. Outside the door, he said lightly, "This room has too much mother's atmosphere, so I dare not come, and I don't want to come. I know that it was a happy time for her, but for me, losing my mother, Losing my father, what is the difference between me and an orphan?"

"Lost father?" Yan Qiaotian asked curiously.

"Huh, he was obsessed with martial arts all day long. When did he notice me and my eldest sister? Later, when we grew up a little bit, he forced us to learn martial arts. He got up early and worked late every day, and never slacked off. Hmph, I know, He is paralyzing himself, because the reason why mother ran away from home was because of his indifference and ruthlessness." Wu Fuqian's face was cold, and his hand holding the teacup was trembling slightly.