"He...he must have killed all those people, right?"
Yan Fengwu's face turned pale.
She really couldn't imagine the bloody scene when five hundred people were killed.
"The fate of those people is not as miserable as you think."
Lin Feng smiled disapprovingly and changed the topic, "I have solved your problem for you. Do you still want to stay by my side?"
Lin Feng wanted to keep a distance from Yan Fengwu.
He was worried that if the distance was too close, something might happen that shouldn't happen.
"I'm afraid I'll never be able to go back to that home."
Yan Fengwu's face was full of bitterness, "I didn't listen to the old man and married Wang Tiechui. How could I have the nerve to go back?"
Lin Feng's heart trembled.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into the trap set by Yan Fengwu again.
"Now I am homeless, alone, and helpless."
"As my master, do you have to protect me from wind and rain?"
Yan Fengwu looked mournful and looked at Lin Feng with sorrowful eyes, "Can you bear to watch your maid live on the street, sleeping in the open, competing with wild dogs for food, and fighting with beggars for bridge openings?"
Lin Feng's face was full of black lines, and he asked helplessly, "What exactly do you want to say?"
"I want to live in the No. 1 Tianzi house in Yunlong Villa."
Yan Fengwu pretended to be shy and blushed, and responded in a low voice, "Only in this way can I gain a sense of security."
Lin Feng looked at Yan Fengwu feebly, "Of course I can let you live in my house, but I'm afraid that after you move in, you will never want to leave."
Yan Fengwu shook her head like a rattle and vowed that she would definitely not. Once she found a new place to live, she would definitely move out as soon as possible.
Although he said that, he made up his mind and decided to set up camp in Tianzi No. 1 house and never move away in this life.
She had waited for twenty-five years to finally find a man like Lin Feng who was worthy of her lifelong trust. How could she leave so easily?
Lin Feng didn't know Yan Fengwu's true thoughts, so he dialed Lu Xuan's phone number in front of Yan Fengwu and asked Lu Xuan to stay at home and wait for Yan Fengwu.
After ending the call with Lu Xuan, he asked Yan Fengwu if he had found out from Yan Qingcheng the marriage letter between him and Liu Mengdie?
"Although I haven't found any clues related to it."
"But I'm almost certain that the marriage letter is in Qingcheng's hands."
Yan Fengwu's serious expression made Lin Feng's eyes light up, and he asked impatiently, "Why are you so sure?"
"Based on what I know about her."
Yan Fengwu held her head high and her tone became more and more certain, "Although I am his aunt and her elder, I am only three years older than her, and our relationship with her is more like that of sisters."
"Her worries cannot be hidden from my eyes."
"No matter how deeply you hide it, I can still see through it at a glance."
Seeing that Lin Feng was silent, Yan Fengwu added another sentence:
"I have asked her several times about the marriage letter between you and Liu Mengdie in a subtle way. The look and tone of her reply every time can prove that the marriage letter is in her hand."
However.
The sadness between Lin Feng's brows did not weaken even a little because of Yan Fengwu's words. Instead, it became more obvious.
Although Yan Fengwu made it clear that the marriage letter between him and Liu Mengdie was in Yan Qingcheng's hands.
But, how to get the marriage certificate back from Yan Qingcheng?
He couldn't think of an effective way.
"If you can trust me, leave this matter to me."
"I promise to return the marriage certificate between you and Liu Mengdie to you."
Yan Fengwu patted her chest again and expressed her attitude confidently.
"Of course I can trust you."
Lin Feng responded without hesitation, "I'm waiting for your good news."
Yan Fengwu looked at Lin Feng with a charming smile, "If I succeed in this matter, how are you going to thank me?"
Lin Feng's face darkened, and he snorted coldly, pretending to be angry: "You are my maid, and it's your job to do things for the master, isn't it?"
Yan Fengwu rolled her eyes slightly disappointedly, turned around and left.
Looking at Yan Feng Wu's charming figure gradually walking away, Lin Feng suddenly felt an indescribable sense of relief.
But he couldn't help but remind himself that he must not pin all his hopes of retrieving the marriage certificate on Yan Fengwu.
Only a two-pronged approach is the safest approach.
…
At this time, the Yan family was once again surrounded by the Wang family's men because of Wang Tiechui's death.
Some people are even planting explosives around the Yan family's manor.
"Yan Gui is back! You old thing, get out of here and give me an answer."
"Otherwise, I will raze your Yan family to the ground!"
"My brother's death cannot be in vain!"
…
Wang Tiezhu, who was sitting on the Taishi chair made of pear wood, was over sixty years old and had silver hair, but he was full of energy, his eyes were bright, and his roar was deafening, spreading throughout every corner of the Yan family manor.
Although the Wang family is not included in the ranking of the top ten families in Xinghai, its strength is enough to crush the Yan family, one of the top ten families in Xinghai, and it is the most promising family to replace the Yan family.
Therefore, after Wang Tiezhu received the news that his brother Wang Tiechui was shot in the head by Chong Feihu, and that the five hundred younger brothers who obeyed Wang Tiechui had all cut off their right arms under the pressure of Chong Feihu, he immediately led the clan members to
Come to Yan's house.
In recent years, he has been looking for opportunities to annihilate the Yan family and replace them.
He planned to use the excuse of revenge for his brother Wang Tiechui to destroy the Yan family...
Although Wang Tiezhu's curses were very unpleasant and extremely mean.
but.
Yan returned but never showed up.
This made Wang Tiezhu anxious and angry.
He was worried that the longer the night went on, the more likely the situation under his control would change hands.
"I gave you a chance."
"Since you don't want to show up."
"Then I'm going to detonate the explosives..."
Wang Tiezhu shouted hysterically at the top of his lungs.
This time.
Before he finished speaking, Yan Qingcheng walked out of the manor calmly and calmly.
"Where is Yan Guihui?"
"Don't think that if he just acts like a coward and sends you, a junior, to deal with me, I can put an end to the problem."
Wang Tiezhu glared at Yan Qingcheng and roared with a ferocious expression, "Hurry up and tell him to come out to see me."
Yan Qingcheng smiled faintly and responded calmly: "Senior Wang, you mobilized a large number of people to punish the Yan family."
"Is it really to avenge Mr. Wang?"
Wang Tiezhu's face suddenly became very ugly.
His true intention of surrounding the Yan family this time was revealed by Yan Qingcheng.
Before Wang Tiezhu could speak, Yan Qingcheng added confidently: "Besides, my grandfather was not responsible for Mr. Wang's death. Why are you staring at my grandfather?"
"The person who shot Mr. Wang's head to pieces was Chong Feihu."
"If you are really capable, go and settle the score with Chong Feihu."
"Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. You should go to Chong Feihu instead of coming to the Yan family to show off your power."
Wang Tiezhu pointed at Yan Qingcheng and was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, unable to even say a complete sentence, "You..."
Although he knows that Yan Qingcheng is in charge of the Yan family today.
But I still didn't expect that Yan Qingcheng, a female prostitute, would have the courage to confront him face to face.
"Senior Wang, quickly take your people and retreat."
"If you lose your security or die because of your surrounding the Yan family, it would be really not worth it."
The corner of Yan Qingcheng's beautiful mouth curled up into a faint smile, showing a confident and calm look.
Somehow, at this moment, Wang Tiezhu saw Xu Feige's demeanor in Yan Qingcheng.
"Don't confuse right and wrong in front of me."
Wang Tiezhu's face was gloomy, he held the armrests of the chair with both hands, stood up slowly, faced Yan Qingcheng with a ferocious expression, and said coldly: "If it weren't for Yan Gui returning to beg my brother to accept Yan Fengwu as his little wife, how could my brother be admired?
Flying tiger killed?"
"Yan Guihui is the culprit that caused my brother to be killed."
"I will not spare anyone who is related to my brother's death."
Yan Qingcheng smiled without saying a word.
"why are you laughing?"
Wang Tiezhu suddenly had an ominous premonition.
"I laugh at you when you are about to die, but you still think you have a chance to win."
Yan Qingcheng sighed softly, "Do you know who your brother has offended?"
"Who did Chong Feihu obey before he shot your brother in the head?"
Wang Tiezhu was stunned.
Scratched his head.
Although he saw the surveillance video sent back from the coffee shop.
However, he had no idea who the young man in the video was.
"Do you know who that person is?"
The ominous premonition in Wang Tiezhu's heart became stronger and stronger.
"of course I know."
Wang Tiezhu couldn't help but not believe Yan Qingcheng's vow, so he eagerly asked, "Who is he?"
"my husband."
Yan Qingcheng's four words were an understatement, but to Wang Tiezhu, they were like thunder that rang in his ears, making his hair stand on end and dripping with cold sweat.
"Ye Hetu died in his hands last night."
Yan Qingcheng's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife, staring straight at Wang Tiezhu, "The small patch of blood under your feet that has not yet dried is from Ye Hetu's body."
Wang Tiezhu lowered his head and glanced at the ground beneath his feet, and found a bloodstain the size of a palm.
"If you don't believe it, you can call and ask someone who has been in the underground world of Xinghai all year round."
Yan Qingcheng added another sentence.
hiss!
Wang Tiezhu took a deep breath calmly.
Is this trip really going to be in vain?
He was really unwilling to do so.
"You said he is your husband, then what is his name?"
The matter was so important that Wang Tiezhu looked sarcastic and had to ask further, "Don't you even know his name?"