Yan Guozhang, who was in the prison, had an expression as if he had seen a ghost, looking at a rickety figure walking from the shadows in panic.
The man was leaning on a cane and had to stop to take a breath every two steps before moving forward again.
"Dad...you...you know this person?"
Yan Zhengjie pointed at the climbing figure and asked Yan Guozhang beside him in a trembling voice of confusion.
Yan Qingcheng's heart froze.
It was at this moment that she realized something was wrong.
Just when she turned back to look at the visitor, the other person suddenly sneered: "I am his wet nurse. Do you think he knows me?"
hiss!
Yan Qingcheng and Yan Zhengjie both gasped in unison.
They both knew that Yan Guozhang's mother died of dystocia when giving birth to Yan Guozhang, and that Yan Guozhang was raised by a wet nurse.
They clearly remembered that Yan Guozhang's wet nurse had died fifteen years ago. Since she had brought up Yan Guozhang, her funeral was very grand, and was held in honor of Yan Qingcheng and Yan Zhengjie, who were young at the time.
People were deeply impressed.
"Aren't you already dead?"
Yan Guozhang jumped up, his eyes seemed to be boiling with anger, and he roared fiercely.
"Of course you wish I were dead."
"But I was lucky enough to survive, so I managed to survive for so many years."
The wet nurse's voice was low and hoarse, full of grief and anger, "Back then, in order to feed you, my son starved to death."
"I don't expect you to repay me."
"But how could you poison me?"
Yan Guozhang gritted his teeth and glared at the wet nurse with an expression that made Yan Qingcheng and Yan Zhengjie have no choice but to believe that everything the wet nurse said was true.
The wet nurse changed the topic and said to Yan Qingcheng, "Don't believe every word that this wolf-hearted thing says."
"He just wanted to leave Tianlao, so he lied to you and said that he had a way to resolve the crisis facing the Yan family."
Yan Guozhang jumped to the door of the cell, stretched out his hands from the grid, pointed at the wet nurse, and roared repeatedly, "You bitch! You bitch! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"
He wished he could cut the nanny into pieces.
If the wet nurse hadn't suddenly appeared and intervened, he would have regained his freedom now.
"I don't dare bother you to kill me yourself."
"When I showed up this time, I never thought I could continue to live."
The nurse's yellow-skinned face was calm, as if she was telling someone else's story.
Before Yan Qingcheng came to her senses, the wet nurse had already taken out a dagger, stabbed it into her chest, and said to Yan Qingcheng again, "Qian...don't believe him..."
Yan Qingcheng nodded heavily.
The wet nurse straightened up and died immediately.
"Don't leave!"
"We are a family."
"How can you believe the nonsense that a cheap servant said before she died?"
Looking at Yan Qingcheng's back as she turned and walked away, Yan Guozhang shouted repeatedly.
Yan Qingcheng's figure quickly disappeared.
Yan Guozhang's legs went weak, and he collapsed on the cement floor like mud. He beat his chest and was filled with grief and anger. He repeatedly cursed Yan Qingcheng for being ruthless and unjust, and not caring about him as an elder.
"Dad, can't you just calm down for a while?"
Yan Zhengjie rolled his eyes and advised impatiently, "The matter is now over, let's just accept our fate."
"Stop fussing."
"It's good to stay in prison, have food and drink every day, and stay away from the conflicts of the world..."
Bang bang bang!
Before Yan Zhengjie could finish his words, he was kicked in the head and face by the crazy Yan Guozhang.
"You want to die in prison, I won't stop you."
"But I don't want to die in this hellish place."
Yan Guozhang shouted with a ferocious face, "I want to go out! I want to go out..."
Yan Guozhang screamed and banged his head on the cell door.
The cell door banged loudly.
…
As soon as Yan Qingcheng walked out of the prison, she met Yan Guihui.
Before Yan Qingcheng opened her mouth, Yan Guihui could tell from Yan Qingcheng's expression that Yan Qingcheng did not get the answer she wanted from Yan Guozhang and his son.
"You stay home."
"I am Xiao Wu's father."
"I have an obligation to protect her."
Yan Guilai made his attitude clear as soon as he opened his mouth.
However, Yan Qingcheng objected, "You are right, but don't forget, Yan Fengwu is my aunt, and I am the head of the Yan family."
"You are the one who should stay home."
Yan Guilai's face darkened. He had always been indifferent to emotions and anger, and he was very fond of Yan Qingcheng. At this moment, he became furious and said angrily: "I am your grandfather, and I have the final say on this matter."
"time is limited."
"Let's stop fighting."
"You are still young and shoulder the hope of the Yan family's rise."
"And at my age, I have already lived enough..."
Before Yan Gui returned, he was punched and knocked unconscious by Yan Qingcheng.
"Grandpa, I'm sorry."
"I can't let you risk it."
Yan Qingcheng placed the unconscious Yan Guihui on a bench, and then, surrounded by several bodyguards, went straight to the door of the old house.
"Where are the people?"
"Where is the person I want?"
As soon as Yan Qingcheng appeared, Ye Hetu asked eagerly and sternly.
"The person you want is not in the Yan family."
"You should look elsewhere."
Yan Qingcheng responded calmly.
"Hahaha……"
Ye Hetu danced and laughed out loud, "How long has it been since this happened, and you are still lying in front of me?"
"Your Yan family's car cut me off halfway and took away the person I wanted."
"Now you are telling me that the person I want is not in the Yan family?"
Yan Qingcheng signaled to the bodyguards to stay where they were, while she walked slowly towards Ye Hetu as quietly as still water.
His cold and wise eyes stared into Ye Hetu's eyes without blinking, "If you want to impose a crime, why bother?"
"If you really think that the person you want is in the Yan family, then go in and search."
"Or, you can light the fire now instead of waiting five minutes."
"Open your eyes and see. In your opinion, will the people I hid in the Yan family be forced out by the fire?"
Somehow, Ye Hetu suddenly felt guilty.
"You can start the fire now."
Yan Qingcheng's eyes wandered, looking at the dozens of young people operating the drone.
Without Ye Hetu's permission, the dozens of young people who obeyed Ye Hetu's orders naturally did not dare to act rashly.
"Since you don't dare to order."
"Then I'll order it for you."
As she spoke, Yan Qingcheng took out a lighter, held it high in her hand, and lit it.
An insignificant cluster of flames made Yan Qingcheng's expression extremely firm and decisive.
"Put down the lighter."
Ye Hetu took out a pistol as fast as lightning, pointed it at Yan Qingcheng, and shouted in a deep voice, "Otherwise I will shoot."
unexpectedly.
Yan Qingcheng shrugged indifferently, "Just shoot."
"Aim for my head."
"But I promise, I can definitely throw the lighter into the old house before your bullet goes into my head."
At this time, the Yan family's old house was covered in gasoline.
Just a spark can ignite it in an instant.
Ye Hetu was stunned for a moment.
He never expected that Yan Qingcheng would be so tough.
This operation is probably going to fail.
"Why haven't you shot yet?"
Yan Qingcheng's urging made Ye Hetu even more unprepared.
"Shoot!"
Yan Qingcheng's voice suddenly became louder, and she quickly came to Ye Hetu and directly pressed her forehead against the muzzle of Ye Hetu's gun.
Ye Hetu has met countless people and experienced countless battles in his life, but this is the first time he has seen someone as tough as Yan Qingcheng.
Snap!
Ye Hetu's hand softened, and the gun in his hand immediately fell to the ground.
At this moment, an angry and resentful voice sounded loudly, "You loser, you can't even deal with a bitch?"