Who kidnapped the president's baby brother

Chen Mu was overjoyed, "Good!"

Chen Yang yelled, "No! Where is my house? Did you just go there whenever you wanted? You're dreaming!"

Chen Mu turned his head and stared at him, "You go first, we will drive there by ourselves."

Chen Yang turned pale with shock, "Brother, do you really want to take him there? What are you going to do? You want...what's that called? You want to come out?"

"Ah?" Chen Mu was startled, then coughed dryly, turned Chen Yang around and pushed the door out, "Don't worry about it, let's go first."

"Brother, no way, brother, he's a man..." Chen Yang had already been locked out of the door.

Chen Mu turned around and went into Lin Lang's bedroom, rummaging through the closet one by one, "These are... I knew I should have asked Lin Lang to buy some normal clothes. Is this okay?"

Song Yanhe stared deeply at Chen Mu's back and thought, although he was the head of Wuliang Mountain, he never needed disciples to serve him in his daily life, but why did he feel accustomed to Chen Mu preparing clothes for him?

Song Yanhe didn't say anything, took the shirt and turned around to change it.Seeing that he was not avoiding suspicion but a little nervous, Chen Mu also turned his eyes to the other side, and when he wanted to turn back to take a sneak peek, Song Yanhe was already fastening the top buttons.

Picking up the black teapot on the table, Song Yanhe said, "Get dressed, let's go."

At the door, Chen Mu personally bent down to find a pair of suitable leather shoes for Song Yanhe from the shoe cabinet, and squatted on one knee, Song Yanhe stretched out his hand to stop him, "I will do it myself."

Chen Mu smiled, "Just hold the pot well, but don't drop it."

Suddenly a hoarse male voice flashed through Song Yanhe's mind, "Hold your computer and don't drop it, or you will suffer."

who is talking?

Song Yanhe wanted to listen to that voice carefully, but he couldn't hear it. He couldn't remember that sentence just now.

Chen Mu locked the door, and naturally took Song Yanhe's other hand that was not holding the teapot, "Let's go."

Song Yanhe lifted the hands they held and looked at them, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he let Chen Mu hold it, and said casually, "Your hands are so hot."

"Ah, really?" Chen Mu's palms were not only hot, but his heart was also hot with excitement, his whole body was on fire, "Maybe I'm a little angry."

"Usually eat lighter."

"Okay, okay." Chen Mu's heart was about to fly. Is Song Yanhe... caring about him?Has Song Yanhe accepted the "lover" relationship he proposed?

Until the front of the car, Chen Mu was still reluctant to let go, and fumbled in his pocket for a long time, pretending to look for the key, fearing that once he let go, he would not know when he could take it again, and regretted not letting Chen Yang stay as the driver just now.

Song Yanhe remained calm, and took out the key from the side pocket of Chen Mu's trousers with two fingers.

"Oh, it's here, no wonder I've been looking for it for a long time." Chen Mu had no choice but to let go of his hand reluctantly.

Song Yanhe sat in the car with the teapot in his arms, and involuntarily looked back at the back of the seat, becoming more and more sure that he had forgotten something.

"You said, we are lovers?"

"……Correct."

Song Yanhe calculated with his fingertips, "It's a lie."

Sweat dripped down Chen Mu's back, "There's still a little..."

"You and I are not related by marriage. Is it because your parents didn't agree?"

"Ah?...Yes!"

"So you're taking me home to meet my parents?"

"...Yes! However, my mother is no longer here. The stepmother is now at home, that is, the younger brother, Chen Yang, his mother."

Song Yanhe nodded.This seems to explain it.

After thinking about it, he asked again, "Who is the sister-in-law Chen Yang mentioned?"

Chen Mu's expression darkened slightly, "It's Miss Ning. Her father and mine know each other, so she wants us to be together. But I never, never have the slightest intention for her. You believe me, I will follow you when I get home later." Father made it clear and told them not to match up again."

Song Yanhe counted lightly with his fingertips again, "Then you can drive faster, and you won't have to explain to your father if you're late."

"why?"

Song Yanhe didn't answer, and gently twisted the handle of the teapot with the fingers of his right hand.

Chen Mansion was built by the lake, a row of cars parked in front of the back door after driving through the garden, Song Yanhe looked around, and followed Chen Mu into the house.

Chen Boxin and Chen Yang were sitting and talking on the sofa. Opposite them sat a fashionable and dignified woman in a western dress with delicate makeup and folded her hands on her knees.

Seeing Chen Mu coming, Chen Yang got up and said hello, "Brother!" Then he gave Song Yanhe a hard look, thinking that this kid is a little bit courageous, he really dares to come.

Miss Ning got up and smiled sweetly, "Chen Mu, you are back."

Chen Mu didn't even meet her eyes, and went straight to Chen Boxin, "Dad, I have something to tell you."

Chen Yang hurriedly stopped the way, "Hey, brother, you just came back, sit down and have a rest, drink some water."

Chen Boxin patted the armrest, "Your brother must be busy, do you think it's the same as you? Chen Mu, tell me."

"Dad, I'm sorry, I can't date Miss Ning."

Chen Boxin had just finished the last sentence to praise Chen Mu, and when he heard this again, he couldn't hold back his old face anymore. He slapped the armrest heavily, and shouted, "What are you talking about! Why can't you date!"

"Because this Miss Ning is a fake." Song Yanhe's cold voice came from the door.

He stood beside a floor-to-ceiling vase stand, his figure was thin and cold, his face was outlined with a delicate brush, the few precious lilies in the vase paled in comparison, the ends of the white petals were slightly curled, and he wished he could lower his head.

Chen Yang said angrily, "You are talking nonsense..."

Before she finished speaking, that Miss Ning took out a gun from nowhere and pointed it at Chen Boxin, loaded the gun in an instant, pulled the safety catch, and fired with a bang.

Song Yanhe's slender fingers pinched lightly from the lily, pinched off a stamen, flicked forward, cut off the castration of the bullet, and fell to the ground alive.

When "Miss Ning" saw that her identity was revealed and the sneak attack was attempted, she immediately showed no regrets. She lifted her skirt, took out a sheet bomb from her waist, turned the switch, and threw it at Chen Boxin and Chen Mu. Rolled, smashed through the window and fled outside.

Song Yanhe had already stepped forward quickly, stretching out his hand to catch the bomb thrown by the woman in the palm of his hand, the spiritual power in his palm flowed, instantly forming a transparent barrier to completely seal the bomb in it, and two seconds later, as the woman smashed through the glass, There was a muffled "Tong--" sound in his palm.

The bomb was so powerful that it made Song Yanhe's palms numb.He shook his hand, picked up a coffee spoon from the table, and hit the woman in the direction where the woman was fleeing. It sank into the woman's waist, and the woman fell to the ground in vain.

Only then did Chen Boxin's bodyguards file in, "Mr. Chen, you two, are you all right? They've been caught!"

Chen Yang was shocked. Although it was not the first time he had seen Song Yanhe show his skills, he was probably the only person in the room who recognized the bomb the woman threw. The Bloom bomb went off?Where is he?lead?Or have you broken any parts inside?

Everyone in the Chen residence was in a hurry.After all, Chen Boxin was someone who had seen the storm, and he soon came to his senses, thinking that the woman's first shot had missed, and he did not recognize the bomb thrown by the woman.He looked at Song Yanhe approvingly, "Chen Mu, is this your new bodyguard? He's good at it, remember to reward him!"

"Dad, no, actually..."

"Young man, thanks to you today, how did you know that it's not Miss Ning?"

"Mr. Chen, the clothes that Miss Ning wears fit her shoulders, but not her waist. It's not obvious when she's sitting, but when she stands up, she can vaguely see traces of other guns."

Chen Boxin turned his head and looked at Chen Yang, "He said all day long that he was going to play guns and cannons, but if you look at them, you can spot them at a glance. What about you? I've been talking here for half an hour, but I haven't noticed a single thing!"

Chen Yang kept his mouth depressed and lowered his head.Well, apart from his elder brother and Nie Qingyue, in his father's eyes, he is not even as good as a duck for sale.

Chen Boxin ordered the servant, "Call Mr. Ning quickly and talk about the situation, and lock that woman up to watch." Then he turned to Song Yanhe, "Young man, you are good at martial arts. How long have you been practicing?"

"I have practiced martial arts since childhood."

"Well, I have practiced martial arts since I was a child. Now many bodyguards have been trained for a few months before taking up their posts. There are not many who practice martial arts since childhood. Let's go to the yard and make some gestures for me to see."

Song Yanhe looked at Chen Mu and then at Chen Boxin, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

This feeling of being accepted... He seems to have waited for a long time, but there seems to be something different... What is wrong?

Chen Mu hurriedly stopped him, "Dad, this is not mine..."

"Mr. Chen, please." Song Yanhe made a "please" gesture with one hand, tall and tall, with an extraordinary appearance.

Chen Boxin's eyes lit up again, "Okay, okay!"

Chen Mu sighed and followed quickly.

Chen Boxin asked someone to bring the sword he usually used to practice Tai Chi, "Young man, do you know how to use a sword?"

Song Yanhe slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at the sword, momentarily at a loss for words.

If he and Chen Mu were really lovers, this is Chen Mu's father, and he is also his elder.Song Yanhe hesitated for a moment, then replied respectfully, "I have learned a few tricks."

Chen Boxin admired his modest attitude very much, and handed the sword into his hand, "Come on, try it."

Song Yanhe took it with both hands, held the sword in his left hand, lightly tapped his thumb, and the three-foot-long sword came out of its sheath and leaped into the air. Started a set of Wuliangshan swordsmanship—Jun Lai Dui Yu.

If this set of swordsmanship is combined with the spiritual power of Song Yanhe, it can flatten valleys, break mountains and rivers, and cut the sun and the moon. Even if there is no spiritual power at the moment, the flowers, plants and trees a few meters away from where the sword's edge reaches are also fluttering and falling petals and flying leaves. As the sword air flowed and danced in the open space, for a moment, the garden seemed to be dazzled by a stage where petals were continuously sprinkled artificially.

Chen Yang looked at it, and suddenly understood why his brother liked this man, and then thought that the one in Nie Qingyue's hand must be a counterfeit, and his brother was the real owner, and he felt a little happy.

Everyone was fascinated by the fact that at some point Song Yanhe returned the sword into its sheath, handed the sword back to Chen Boxin, and said flatly, "Old Mr. Chen, your sword."

Chen Boxin was particularly shocked.He has learned Tai Chi Sword for several years, and he knows that sword dancing looks easy, but if he wants to practice it well, he must have solid basic skills, a strong body, and the guidance of a famous teacher. In addition, the most important thing is to have talent, so he immediately looked at Song Yanhe with admiration. "Didn't you learn a few tricks a little bit, better than the teacher I hired."

"you flatter me."

Song Yanhe looked around in a daze. This is obviously a courtyard in the north, but the gardens are scattered and uneven like southern gardens, with small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and corridors, and the artistic conception is endless.The flowers and trees are also very beautiful.However, he always felt that he had danced this set of sword skills somewhere, but definitely not here.

It should be when the cold wind is howling, when the golden wuxi is falling, and the weeds are mixed among them.

That's not the view of Wuliang Mountain, but where is it?

A soft handkerchief gently covered Song Yanhe's forehead, wiping away the sweat beads on his forehead bit by bit.Song Yanhe raised his head, facing Chen Mu's gentle smile.

Chen Boxin frowned when he saw their overly intimate behavior, "Chen Mu, you are a good bodyguard, call me here."

"No!" Chen Mu made up his mind, took Song Yanhe's hand, and blocked him behind him, "Dad, I told you just now that the reason why I can't date Miss Ning is... I already have someone I like, maybe I don't The way is to get married according to what you and President Ning wanted, and since Miss Ning and I have no relationship foundation, I am willing to hand over the inheritance of Baixun to Chen Yang."

After Chen Mu finished speaking, he felt relaxed, and at the same time, his heart was filled with anxiety like walking a tightrope.The relief is that he finally expressed his feelings clearly in front of Song Yanhe for the first time, but the uneasiness is that he did not tell the truth to Song Yanhe, the identity of this "lover" was cheated by him.

Sure enough, Chen Boxin saw the two standing with hands in his hands, he was furious, pointed at him and said sharply, "What nonsense are you talking about! Come in!"

Chen Yang covered his eyes with one hand, and thought to himself, brother, if you dare to say it, I dare not agree!

Chen Mu turned his head and gave Song Yanhe a reassuring look, and called a servant, "Take Mr. Song to my collection room."

Chen Mu and Chen Yang followed Chen Boxin into the house, and Song Yanhe went to Chen Mu's collection room under the guidance of his servant.

Although the old man got angry just now, the eldest son spoke up in person. The servant did not dare to neglect Song Yanhe, and opened the door for him after arriving at the collection room, and poured tea for him.

Chen Mu's collection room is like a small exhibition hall, displaying the antiques and toys he bought from various auctions or from other collectors. Next to each collection are illustrated books, introductions, collection certificates and transactions. Documents and other information.Song Yanhe strolled among them, looking at the collections half-understood, and occasionally glanced at the auction price when looking through the illustrated book, and really had to roll his eyes to count the zeros.

There is an entire glass wall on one side of the storage room, and inside are rows of sword racks, with more than a dozen swords arranged in a patchwork manner.Out of curiosity, Song Yanhe opened a glass door and put his hand on a sword hilt to try to figure out the sword's meaning.

Many masters of swordsmanship no longer need to hold their swords. Everything in the world can be used as a sword, and every flower and grass can be used as a move. But through the swords they used, Song Yanhe can see the scenes of the masters of these swords practicing in the past.

This is just an ordinary product, the price is so expensive, probably because of its age.

The sword intent of this sword is strong and pure, but it's a pity that the owner has brute strength and has not cultivated into a spiritual sword.

The material of this weapon is unusual, and it has the sword intent before it can be used, so it must have come from a famous master.

Um?This sword practice is the method of sealing the spirit in the sword, walking in the rivers and lakes to hide its strength, the master's profound skill cannot be underestimated.

Oh, this one... Song Yanhe flipped through the illustrated book and the price next to it.This one was probably cheated by someone... the price is not cheap.

In Song Yanhe's eyes, there is a person, a story, and a period of time behind each sword. He looked at each of them and figured it out, and a long time had passed before he knew it.

Suddenly a strange idea came to him.He has not held a sword for many years since his sword fell into the master's tomb. After this trial, he felt as if he had encountered a sword that was congenial to him at some point, and it was by no means Chen Mu's collection just now. one of the .

Chen Mu approached gently from behind, and before he raised his hand to take a picture, Song Yanhe turned around and looked at him.

Chen Mu made a gesture of regret, and spread his hands, "I wanted to scare you, but you found out."

Song Yanhe looked into Chen Mu's eyes, those eyes were full of tenderness and sincerity, just looking at it should make many little girls blush and heartbeat, but he still felt empty in his heart.

Song Yanhe counted lightly with his fingertips, and said, "There is still no marriage line, Mr. Chen did not agree."

Chen Mu smiled wryly, "If he agrees, will there be one?"

"I don't know, I haven't had one before, how would I know?"

"Haven't you...haven't you?" It turned out that Song Yanhe had forgotten Nie Qingyue, no wonder he believed what he said.

"Should I have?" Song Yanhe asked back.

"It's nothing. We won't eat here at noon today, let's go out to eat." Chen Boxin was still angry, and Chen Mu almost cried, made trouble, and hanged himself. Only then did Chen Boxin let go, agreeing that he would think carefully before answering the Ning family. Of course it is not suitable to stay in the Chen Mansion for dinner.

After Chen Mu left, Chen Boxin couldn't find anyone to vent his anger on, so he had to catch Chen Yang and give him a slap in the face, blaming him for always bringing some dubious people to his brother and leading him to death, otherwise he would How could my brother fall in love with men so well.Chen Yang's mother also rushed over from the poker table after hearing the news, and educated Chen Yang again, telling him not to make his father angry and contradict his brother Yunyun.

Chen Yang was so angry that he was wronged and trained for no reason.Obviously the most dubious people he has ever seen are Lin Lang and Song Yanhe, who overthrew a row of his bodyguards by himself, and exploded the Diblon bomb with his bare hands, it was all because of him. How could it turn out to be his fault on the two of them?

This is someone close to his brother, who should he ask for reasoning?Can he persuade his brother to like men?He is also responsible for this pot?

When people are unlucky, they can choke on peanuts. Chen Yang coughed twice and wanted to pour a glass of water, but the teapot was empty again, so he slapped the table angrily, "Come here, cough, cough, pour me some water." water!"

The servant ran over all the way, picked up the pot and looked at it, "Second Young Master, this does not seem to be our pot. It was brought by the gentleman next to Eldest Young Master, and I forgot to take it away."

Chen Yang remembered it when he saw it. This is the teapot of Lin Lang's family, and Song Yanhe was still holding it in the morning.

"Ahem, is there something wrong with these two people? Didn't they bring you a teapot for the first time when they came home? It's still a used one. Come on, put it in my car, and I'll send it to his house later."