After sending the wrong order, I got angry with the Lord of the Underworld

Nancheng is a well-developed first-tier city, and in this city, there are many outstanding companies.

Yan's Group is one of them.

As the longest-standing enterprise in Nancheng, it naturally attracted much attention.However, what Yan's Group cares most about is not the quality of its products.

It was Yan Yuanzhao, the son of the chairman of the Yan Group.

If it is said that gossip is an indispensable spiritual meal for human beings, then the gossip of wealthy families should be one of the most important dishes.

When Yan Yuanzhao was standing in front of the Yan family's villa, Yu Qing was eating the Yan family's melons with his mobile phone.

"Look at this one!" Yu Qing pointed to a certain place on the phone screen and said to Mu Yuanzhi: "Wow, a wealthy family is like a deep palace, and TV dramas do not deceive me."

Mu Yuanzhi looked at the title of #拉一拉燕的公子的恩恨情恩# on the screen, and didn't know how to describe his mood.

He leaned against the wall beside him, thought for a while and asked, "Don't you know that most of the gossip on the Internet is made up?"

"Ah?" Yu Qing raised his head immediately, with a confused expression on his face, "Can you still spread rumors?"

"Otherwise?" Mu Yuanzhi frowned, "I already have eight wives and seven illegitimate children in these gossips."

Yu Qing opened his mouth wide, a little surprised.He looked down at the phone saying that Yan Yuanzhao killed his elder brother in order to fight for the family property.

So the gossip who was kicked out of the house said unwillingly: "But this one may not be false! Look at Yan Yuanzhao, he still dare not enter the house."

"Yan Yuanzhao is the only child." Mu Yuanzhi ruthlessly interrupted Yu Qing's last thought.

Yu Qing closed the browsing page sullenly, looking very unhappy.

Like him, Yan Yuanzhao was also unhappy.

It has been more than ten minutes since Yan Yuanzhao arrived here.He didn't know what he was thinking, staring at the closed door without any change in the expression on his face.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Yuanzhao finally sighed and was about to reach out to knock on the door.

It's just that the hand was just raised, and before it could be lowered, the door suddenly opened.

It was a woman who looked quite old who opened the door. The moment she saw Yan Yuanzhao, she was a little surprised, "Master, are you back?"

Yan Yuanzhao seemed a little embarrassed, he didn't know where to put the raised hand for a while, and maintained that posture stiffly, "Well...today is my dad's birthday, I'll come back and have a look."

"Come in, it's cold outside." The woman stepped aside and continued, "Sir and Madam haven't gotten up yet, why don't you sit down for a while?"

Obviously he was going back to his own home, but Yan Yuanzhao was as cautious as a stranger who came to visit. He sat on the sofa, clasped his fingers on his lap, "Aunt Wang, go get busy."

The woman named Aunt Wang responded and poured Yan Yuanzhao a glass of water before going out.

The moment the door lock fell, the living room returned to silence.Yan Yuanzhao pinched the teacup, his fingertips were reddened by the heat and did not let go, as if this was the only way to give him a sense of security.

"Are you sure those gossips are really fake?" Yu Qing looked at Yan Yuan's photo like this, and always felt that something was wrong, "Which child is in this state when he comes home?"

He just died early, not stupid.

"Shouldn't this be the answer you're looking for?" Mu Yuanzhi asked back: "Maybe, this is his knot."

Yu Qing was choked again, snorted, and didn't speak again.

After about ten minutes, Yan Yuanzhao seemed to have finally recovered, put down his teacup and went upstairs.

Yan Yuanzhao's bedroom is at the end of the corridor on the second floor. The location of that room is very good, and it is bathed in sunlight all year round.

He used to like to sit on the bay window of the bedroom and read a book when he was on vacation, and he would spend the whole day just looking at it.

But since he had a conflict with his family, he rarely came back.

Yan Yuanzhao walked to his bedroom, holding the doorknob, and started a new round of entanglement.

The daylily that Yu Qing was waiting for was almost cold, and he was about to help him, but this person got tangled up again.

It's just that no one expected that Yan Yuanzhao's bedroom was locked.

At that moment, Yan Yuanzhao's complexion was as colorful as that of an overturned paint tray.He maintained the posture of holding the doorknob, with an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Who are you?" A female voice came from behind, Yan Yuanzhao turned his head and looked at the woman behind him, his mouth moved slightly.

"Mom..." Yan Yuanzhao withdrew his hand, turned to look at Mother Yan, "Sorry, did I wake you up?"

Mother Yan didn't speak, but just looked at Yan Yuanzhao quietly.

After a while, maybe a few minutes, maybe more than ten minutes, she turned her head away, and said in a cold voice, "Why did you come back suddenly?"

"Today is Dad's birthday... I'll come back and take a look." The previous sense of embarrassment reappeared in Yan Yuanzhao's body again. He was so embarrassed that he could only find a way to talk about it, "I bought your favorite The cake I ate is downstairs."

Mother Yan was still indifferent, not at all like the state a mother should be when she sees her son, "You don't need to buy it next time."

Yu Qing always felt that what she wanted to say was that she didn't have to come back next time.

"Okay, I see..." Yan Yuanzhao lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow in his eyes.

An awkward atmosphere gradually permeated the corridor, and at this moment, Father Yan also came from upstairs to leave get out of class.

"What are you doing back here?" Different from Yan's mother's implicitness, Yan's father's dislike for Yan Yuanzhao was written directly on his face.

Yan Yuanzhao opened his mouth, not daring to raise his head, "Today...is your birthday, I'll come back and have a look."

In Yu Qing's eyes, the scene at this time looked like this - the filial son took time out of his busy schedule to go home to celebrate his father's birthday, but his parents didn't want to see him.

"Could it be because of family reasons that there is resentment again?" Yu Qing smacked his lips and muttered, "It's too difficult to bring up parents this year."

Yan Yuanzhao did have some vague resentment, but the color was very pale, and it was far from the level where he would become a ghost after death.

Father Yan didn't show any emotion when he heard this.He sneered, glanced at Yan Yuanzhao, and his voice became even colder: "If you don't appear in front of my eyes, it will be the biggest birthday present."

After finishing speaking, Father Yan turned around and went downstairs.

Yan Yuanzhao's face turned blue and white, probably because he was too embarrassed, he couldn't help biting his lower lip.

Mother Yan turned her head and just saw his expression.Maybe it was the mother who was soft-hearted after all, Mother Yan sighed and said: "Since you are back, let's go after eating."

With just such a sentence, Yan Yuanzhao's cloudy and rainy days turned bright in an instant.

He raised his head and smiled brightly at Mother Yan, and took two steps forward, "Thank you, Mom."

The Yan family is obviously richer than the Gu family by more than one grade, and this family conflict has also doubled.

Although the three of them were in the living room, they didn't seem to be in the same world at all. To be precise, Yan Yuanzhao was completely ignored by Yan's father and Yan's mother.

Seeing this, Yu Qing took out his small notebook again, "Family conflicts."

He circled these four characters and drew a triangle, "This should be an important reason for Yan Yuanzhao's resentment."

After saying this for a long time without getting a response, Yu Qing tilted his head and found that Mu Yuanzhi had started to read a book that had been quiet for a long time, and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Where did you get so many books to read?" Yu Qing, as a scumbag, might not be able to integrate into the world of learning gods in this life.

Are the books so beautiful?

Mu Yuanzhi was probably immersed in the world in the book, completely ignoring Yu Qing.

Yu Qing couldn't hold it back anymore, and leaned over, only to see a few large characters written on the cover of the book——

Parenting Guide…

Yu Qing?

Yu Qing didn't understand, but Yu Qing was greatly shocked.

He was just about to ask Mu Yuanzhi if his brain was in a trance, but before he could say anything, Father Yan's voice sounded in his ear.

"Get out!" Father Yan's face flushed red with anger, and many veins burst out on his forehead, "I don't have a son like you, get out of here!"

Yan Yuanzhao sighed, feeling helpless, "Dad, don't be angry..."

"Get out!" Father Yan almost couldn't catch his breath, he raised his hand to pick up the teacup on the side, and threw it directly at Yan Yuanzhao.

The teacup hit the floor at Yan Yuanzhao's feet, Yan Yuanzhao looked down at the pile of glass shards, stood up, "Then I'm leaving, parents, you... pay attention to your health."

Yan Yuan straightened his clothes and left Yan's house.

Yu Qing tugged at Mu Yuanzhi who was at the side, "Don't look, it's time to go."

It was approaching noon now, and the sun outside was a bit harsh.

Yan Yuanzhao raised his hand to cover the sun in front of him, and when Yu Qing and the others didn't notice, he stuffed two strands of hair into his pocket.

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"I don't think he has anything to observe." Yu Qing yawned, looking at Yan Yuanzhao who was sitting in front of the computer working, really bored, "How about I ask him directly?"

Mu Yuanzhi raised his eyebrows, "You can try."

Yu Qing was silent for a moment, but still chose to give up, "Forget it, I can't afford a second life."

In case he was frightened to death, he didn't even know if this person was considered a touchstone.

On the other side, Yan Yuanzhao, who gave Yu Qing a headache, also had some headaches.

Since he came back from Yan's house today, he has been entangled with one thing, but the entanglement has not been entangled until now.

Yan Yuanzhao covered his face, and was about to turn off the computer when the phone rang again.He hesitated for a moment, and opened it, and sure enough, it was another photo of a familiar grimace.

But this time, the small characters were written in a very obvious place.

[Ready to atone for your mistakes? 】

Yan Yuanzhao grabbed the phone suddenly, the expression on his face gradually distorted.The light in the study was already rather dim, which made his face even more gloomy.

"You forced me to do this." Yan Yuanzhao said, and took out a small glass bottle from the desk drawer, which was full of hair.

And at this moment, Yu Qing saw the overwhelming resentment from him, densely packed, covering the entire room.