After Nalan Qingmeng was rescued, she was sent directly back to the courtyard office.
As soon as Yang Jun entered the courtyard, Luo Xiaojun cleared out all the people in the courtyard and strictly ordered no one to enter.
I haven't seen Nalan Qingmeng for a month, she is much thinner, and now she is looking at Yang Jun in horror like a frightened little sheep.
After a long while, I finally recognized Yang Jun clearly.
"Woo!"
Nalan Qingmeng flew into Yang Jun's arms and burst into tears.
"Qingmeng, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of you."
Yang Jun held her tightly in his arms and kept comforting her.
"Lao Yang, I thought I would never see you again."
Nalan Qingmeng cried for a while, then raised her head and looked at him with an expression on her face.
"Lao Yang, I am innocent. You have to believe me. I have done nothing wrong to you."
"I know, I know, stop talking, I believe you."
Yang Jun was so distressed that he burst into tears.
Poor woman, so infatuated with herself.
Suffering such a great grievance, if it had been anyone else, she would have told her about her misfortune. However, the first thing she worried about after being rescued was that Yang Jun disliked him.
But how could Yang Jun do it?
Even if something unfortunate did happen, he would not blame her.
It's not her fault. In that situation, it would be nice to be alive. Yang Jun has no reason to blame her.
"Lao Yang, you must believe me, I didn't let them succeed." Nalan Qingmeng Lihua said with rain.
"I believe in you, I believe in you."
While Yang Jun comforted him, he shed tears of distress.
At this moment, he wished he could cut that Nalan Chen into pieces.
In order to compete for family property, they forced girls into prostitution.
Yang Jun swore that he would not be a human unless he killed her.
"You must believe me, believe me..."
Because he was too tired, Nalan Qingmeng actually fell asleep while murmuring.
Yang Jun carried her to the bed and covered her with a quilt.
Returning to the front yard, he said to Luo Xiaojun: "Leave two people to take care of Secretary Nalan, and the rest will follow me."
After saying that, he got in the car and drove straight to the suburbs.
We came to an abandoned brick factory and the car was parked outside.
Luo Xiaojun led Yang Jun to a spacious cave dwelling in a hurry.
The figure flashed, and a fierce-looking bald man came out of the darkness.
"Boss."
This person nodded at Luo Xiaojun.
Luo Xiaojun took a step forward and asked directly: "Is anyone inside?"
"Yes, all three are here." The bald man replied.
"Well, you come in with me, and the other brothers will guard outside." Luo Xiaojun ordered.
"yes."
The bald man responded and then whistled.
After a while, a dozen or so people came out of the darkness. These people seemed to be street kids at first glance.
"Boss."
They shouted to Luo Xiaojun.
Luo Xiaojun nodded without saying anything, motioning for the bald man to lead the way.
The bald man led them in without saying a word.
This cave dwelling is very large, dark inside, and there are bricks everywhere on the floor, so you may trip over it if you are not careful.
The bald man turned on his flashlight and led the way.
After a while, we arrived at the innermost part of the cave dwelling.
Looking from a distance, I saw several figures huddled on the ground.
As the figure walked in, the people huddled on the ground kept making whining sounds.
The bald man plugged the flashlight into the wall of the cave and pointed the light at the people on the ground.
There were three people lying on the ground, one big and two small.
The eldest is Nalan Chen, and the younger is a pair of her children, who are also the half-brothers and sisters of Nalan Qingmeng. The eldest is a boy, about fourteen or fifteen years old, and the younger is a girl, twelve years old.
At the age of three.
At this moment, they were tied up, looking at Yang Jun and the others with frightened eyes like frightened little mice.
"We meet again, Mrs. Nalan Chen."
Yang Jun motioned to Luo Xiaojun to remove the smelly cloth from her mouth.
"Mr. Yang, I'm sorry... please spare us this time. I can give up all my family property and do whatever you want me to do."
As soon as she let go of her mouth, Mrs. Nalan Chen knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to beg for mercy.
"late."
Yang Jun snorted coldly: "If I had known today, why would I do it in the first place?"
Yang Jun took out a cigarette, lit it, and took two puffs.
"You should have expected that you would end up like today. If you want to blame, it's because you were blind and offended the people you shouldn't have offended."
"Mr. Yang, I really know that I was wrong. I was blinded by lard. Please spare us three. I will never dare to do it again in the future."
Mrs. Nalan Chen knocked her head on the ground with a thumping sound, and her forehead started to bleed.
"You can punish me however you want. I just ask you to bypass my two children. They are still children and don't know anything."
No matter how Nalan Chen begged for mercy, Yang Jun's face remained as dark as water.
We are all adults. If we make a mistake, we must bear the corresponding punishment. If someone makes a mistake and can be forgiven by saying sorry, then the price of making a mistake is too low.
The moment she sold Nalan Qingmeng through the secret door, her name had already been registered with the Lord of Hell.
Yang Jun has made up his mind not to talk nonsense with her anymore.
He turned around and said to Luo Xiaojun: "It's been dealt with."
Luo Xiaojun: "Uncle Master, isn't this too advantageous for them? Do you want to retaliate against others in the same way?"
Yang Jun thought for a moment and decided to forget it.
Bad people often die by talking too much.
He didn't want to do a series of fancy things just to vent his anger. If something went wrong in the middle, he didn't want to see the consequences.
So, he waved his hand and said: "No, just deal with it."
"I understand, uncle."
When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he nodded, then reached out and pulled out a dagger from his waist.
He was about to go over to marry them, but was stopped by Yang Jun.
"Xiaojun, you are my guard, you can't do this yourself."
Yang Jun was not dazzled by hatred. He was not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case. It was best for outsiders to do this kind of thing.
When Luo Xiaojun heard this, he subconsciously looked back at the bald man.
When the bald man saw this, he took the dagger from Luo Xiaojun's hand without saying a word.
"Boss, I'll take care of this."
Luo Xiaojun heard this, nodded, patted his shoulder and said: "Brother, I saw you right."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The bald man nodded solemnly, and then said to Yang Jun and the others: "Please wait outside, so as not to stain your eyes."
When Yang Jun saw this, he turned around and walked out.
"Mr. Yang, please let us go, I know I was wrong."
"You can't do this to us, it's illegal."
"ah……"
A scream came, followed by a child's scream.
Then, two more screams were heard, and the cave suddenly fell silent.
After a while, the bald man came out, the knife in his hand still bloody.
Yang Jun winked, Luo Xiaojun understood instantly, turned around and went in to take a look.
After a while, Luo Xiaojun came out and whispered a few words in Yang Jun's ear.
Yang Jun nodded and turned back to the bald man.
"May I have your name?"
Yang Jun felt that this man was not bad, he was courageous and knowledgeable, and he was able to do great things with clean hands.
When the bald man saw Yang Jun asking him, a glint suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Throwing the dagger, he knelt on one knee and cupped his fists with both hands.
"Back to Mr. Yang, my name is Tian Dazhuang. I beg Mr. Yang to appreciate me."
"Oh, you know me?"
Tian Dazhuang nodded and said: "I know you. Your name is so famous that none of us who follow the boss have heard of your name."
Yang Jun heard this and said: "From now on, you are mine. Just like Luo Xiaojun, you will directly obey my orders from now on."
"Thank you Mr. Yang for your appreciation."
Tian Dazhuang changed from one knee to two knees and said as if he was loyal to the death.
"Well, do it well."
Yang Jun turned around and said to Luo Xiaojun: "Arrange for him. There will be no major events in the future. Try not to let him show up."
"Yes, uncle."
Luo Xiaojun turned around and said to Tian Dazhuang: "Brother, congratulations, you will soar into the sky from now on."
"Thank you, boss, for giving me this opportunity."
Tian Dazhuang stood up, cupped his fists and thanked him.
"Don't thank me, it's up to you."
Yang Jun said: "Xiaojun, you stay and deal with the rest."
"Yes, uncle."
It stands to reason that Tian Dazhuang is already a member of Yang Jun, but that's what Yang Jun is like. He has always employed people without suspicion and distrusted them, but he must also be cautious when employing people. This is the way to employ people, and it doesn't matter whether you trust him or not.
As for whether Tian Dazhuang can be trusted or not, we have to wait and see.
After giving these instructions, Yang Jun went back directly.
When he returned to the courtyard, Nalan Qingmeng had already woken up.
She seemed to be in much better spirits. At this moment, she was sitting in front of the stove in a daze like a little daughter-in-law. Millet porridge was simmering on the stove. The pot was emitting an alluring aroma.
"Lao Yang, you are back."
Nalan Qingmeng came back to her senses only after knowing that Yang Jun appeared in front of her.
"What are you cooking? It's so fragrant."
Yang Jun hugged her from behind and smelled her body fragrance in his nostrils.
"Just make some millet porridge and drink more later."
Nalan Qingmeng turned around, hugged his neck, and sucked in the majestic breath emanating from his body.
"You...have the smell of blood on you."
Yang Jun was stunned for a moment and sniffed his own breath.
Then he laughed.
A woman's sixth sense is really powerful. Although he didn't do it himself, Nalan Qingmeng could still smell the blood on his body.
He didn't deny it, he admitted it openly and openly.
"Don't worry, no one can threaten you in the future."
"You...they all..."
Nalan Qingmeng's lips turned white, and her trembling voice was mixed with fear.
"Well, you are my woman. Anyone who dares to touch you will touch me." Yang Jun said.
After hearing this, Nalan Qingmeng lay weakly in Yang Jun's arms.
She closed her eyes and murmured: "I...I..."
At this moment, her mood was complicated.
There is both the excitement of taking revenge for a big chunk and the feeling of shared sorrow between brothers and sisters.
She didn't know whether she was happy or in pain.
She is conflicted inside.
"Well, the matter is over. There will be a lot of good days waiting for us in the future."
Yang Jun consoled him.
At some point, a line of crystal tears appeared in the corner of Nalan Qingmeng's eyes.
"Yes, there are a lot of good days waiting for us."
That night, Yang Jun stayed for the first time.
After Nalan Qingmeng was frightened by this, it would be too humane for him not to stay with her.
…
The next day, Yang Jun did not go to work, but worked in the courtyard.
At about noon, Luo Xiaojun came with Tian Dazhuang.
"Uncle Master, people are here."
Tian Dazhuang was the one Yang Jun wanted to see by name.
"Mr. Yang."
Tian Dazhuang crossed his hands on his abdomen and greeted Yang Jun respectfully.
"Um!"
Yang Jun nodded, then opened the drawer and took out a house book and two large yellow croakers.
"Well done. I never treat people who follow me badly. This is a reward for you."
After saying that, Yang Jun pushed the house book and two large yellow croakers over.
The house was originally a small courtyard house with a single courtyard, which he gave to Tian Dazhuang.
Yang Jun was very satisfied with Tian Dazhuang's performance. He was never stingy with money for those who worked for him.
"No, no, no, Mr. Yang, these are what I should do. I can't accept your things."
Although Tian Dazhuang said it, he was very happy in his heart.
I am more happy than anything else to be able to climb the ranks of Yang Jun. Others who want to be dogs are not qualified to do so.
"Um?"
Yang Jun said solemnly: "Take it."
When Luo Xiaojun saw this, he also looked envious.
I envied Tian Dazhuang's bad luck and received such a high reward as soon as he followed Yang Jun.
Seeing that Tian Dazhuang didn't know how to lift him, he kicked him over.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Just accept whatever your uncle gives you. If you give it to your mother-in-law again, believe it or not, I will destroy you?"
Tian Dazhuang was frightened when he heard this.
The performance you just performed was too much. If you refuse again, I'm afraid it will be a bit too pretentious.
"Thank you Mr. Yang."
He took it respectfully with both hands.
"Well, work hard and I won't treat you badly."
Yang Jun stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "From now on, I will give you a big yellow croaker every month. You don't have to do anything. You can just rest at home. I will inform you if anything happens in the future."
Tian Dazhuang was startled when he heard this.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After that, everything became clear.
Yang Jun wanted to hide him and use him as a hidden knife to do the work for him that he would not show up to.
However, he doesn't care about this. Just do dirty work, as long as the price is right. This miserable life is worth selling for such a high price.
One large yellow croaker per month can be said to be a sky-high price, and the most expensive price on the road is just that.
Besides, a big shot like Yang Jun definitely doesn’t have that much dirty work for him to do. He may not meet him once a year, or even in his lifetime. Rich people are like this. After they become rich, they will find some
People who can do things are just in case.
What's more, this is what they do in the alley. Let me ask you, who has lived in the alley without a little blood on their hands?
"Mr. Yang, does that old bustard want to..."
Tian Dazhuang made a horizontal gesture with his hand.
When Yang Jun saw this, he was secretly shocked. He was indeed a ruthless man, but also a sensible man. He actually knew what his master was thinking.
Yang Jun thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "No need."
"Speaking of which, this happened thanks to the old madam. If she hadn't deliberately spread the news, maybe..."
At this point, Yang Jun didn't say any more.
Then he said: "The rules cannot be broken. If others find out, no one will dare to do anything for me in the future."
"Mr. Yang is kind and righteous," Tian Dazhuang said.
In fact, Yang Jun still has some womanly kindness.
If this matter were placed on their alley gangsters, according to the rules of the road, they would definitely handle it with the old bustard. However, Yang Jun did not want to do that. It was not that he was kind-hearted, but that he had rules for doing things and left everything behind.
In one step, you can't force people into desperation, otherwise the rabbit will bite people if it gets anxious.
"When you follow me, you must keep a low profile, especially keep your mouth shut. You are a sensible person, so I don't need to explain the rules anymore, right?" Yang Jun said.
"Mr. Yang, please rest assured. I understand the rules. If anything happens, I will take care of it myself and you will never be implicated." Tian Dazhuang promised.
Anyone who is not a fool knows that once something goes wrong, the most taboo thing is to reveal your backers. As long as you keep your mouth shut, there may be hope.
"Well, in front of your boss, I have to say something from the bottom of my heart. As long as they do things for me, I can't ignore them," Yang Jun said.
At this time, Luo Xiaojun interjected: "I can guarantee you this, with my uncle protecting you, no matter how big the trouble is, I can take care of it for you."
When Yang Jun heard this, he said with a dark face: "Is that what I meant?"
"I'm planning to let him be a hidden blade. If he is out causing trouble all day long, how can he do anything?"
"Uncle, I was wrong."
Luo Xiaojun chuckled, then turned around and said to Tian Dazhuang with a serious face: "Did you hear what Uncle Master said? Try to keep a low profile. It's best not to let anyone notice you."
"Yes, boss."
Yang Jun waved his hand and said: "Okay, go back, I will ask Xiaojun to find you if anything happens."
Tian Dazhuang quickly bowed and said: "Yes, Mr. Yang."
After saying that, he followed Luo Xiaojun out.
After he left, Nalan Qingmeng came in.
"Lao Yang, I would like to take two days off to go home and deal with the aftermath."
Nalan Qingmeng's house is finished. Her father is dead, her stepmother and her younger brothers and sisters are gone. He is the only one left in the family. Now she wants to take leave and go home to deal with the aftermath.
"No problem, I'll ask Xiaojun to accompany you back in person later."
After what happened, Yang Jun never dared to let Nalan Qingmeng go out alone again.
Nalan Qingmeng heard this and had no objection. He nodded and said, "I will finish the housework as soon as possible and concentrate on my work when I come back."
"The work is not urgent. You can rest for a while."
In addition to being hurt mentally, Nalan Qingmeng also suffered physical injuries. During that time, the old madam forced her to beat her frequently, and she is still injured now.
"Thank you, Lao Yang."
Nalan Qingmeng hugged Yang Jun affectionately, feeling moved to tears.
Nalan Qingmeng asked for leave again, and Yang Jun returned to his previous busy state.
In the past few days, Yang Jun finished the work at hand and went to Yang Qingxiang's place.
Yang Qingxiang is now four months pregnant. She only eats and sleeps every day. Except that Yang Jun cannot accompany her regularly, she is no different from an ordinary little daughter-in-law.
"Mr. Yang, you are here."
Song's mother opened the door, and as soon as she saw Yang Jun, she immediately greeted him warmly.
Yang Jun said: "There are some nutritional supplements I brought in the car. Please move them down."
Yang Jun came here by himself this time, and Song's mother could only move the things in the car alone.
"Okay, Mr. Yang, please hurry into the house, Qingxiang is waiting for you."
Song Ma is a person who knows the rules. She knows exactly what should be said and what should not be said.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mother Song."
Yang Jun responded and went into the house.
As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a fresh fragrance, and then a warm breath lingered on the tip of my nose.
"Why did you come here? You miss me so much."
Yang Jun picked her up across the waist and sat on his lap.
"I've been too busy lately, which makes you feel wronged."
"Then you must make it up to me today."
Yang Qingxiang lay in his arms and said coquettishly.
"Okay, I'll make it up to you later when Mother Song goes shopping for groceries."
Every time, Song's mother would excuse herself to buy groceries and leave space for the two of them.
Yang Qingxiang burst into laughter.
"Hate."
Song's mother shopping for groceries has become a joke, and every time the two of them talk about it, they can't help but laugh.
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Ma's voice came from the courtyard.
"Qingxiang, I'm going to buy groceries. Do you have anything to bring?"
"Pfft!"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
After a pause, Yang Qingxiang held back her laughter, cleared her throat, and shouted to the door: "Mother Song, I have nothing to bring. You are not in a hurry to come back. It is a rare trip. Please take the time to go back to your home and see me tomorrow."
It’s okay to come back.”
"Okay, then I... will come back early tomorrow morning."
There was a hint of excitement in Song Ma's voice.
I am raising a family myself, and I haven't seen my children for a long time, so I just took this opportunity to go home and have a look.
"Well, okay, Mother Song, don't be in a hurry."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After a while, there was the sound of the door closing, and Song Ma left.
Yang Jun immediately got up and locked the door. When he came back, he found that Yang Qingxiang had climbed onto the bed and got into bed.
"Hey, do you really want Mrs. Song to go out to buy groceries every day?"
"If you don't come, why would Mrs. Song go out to buy groceries?" Yang Qingxiang considerately undressed him.
"That's right. It seems that I will come here more often in the future." Yang Junruo realized something.
"You keep your word." Yang Qingxiang said coquettishly.
"OK, no problem."
…
Two hours later, Yang Jun lay lazily on the bed, smoking a cigarette, entering the sage moment.
"Lao Yang, I want to discuss something with you."
Yang Qingxiang lay in Yang Jun's arms and said coquettishly.
"Say, what's the matter?"
Men are often the best to talk at this time. No matter what women ask for, they basically respond to them.
This is what is called pillow wind.
Some people say that pillow blowing is often done when you are ready to start. Men are often very rational afterwards, and smart women know when pillow blowing is most useful.
But Yang Qingxiang didn't do that. She knew that if she blew the pillow at that time, it would be no different from blackmail, and it would most easily arouse the resentment of men.
"When the child is born, can he have the same last name as me?" Yang Qingxiang asked.
When Yang Jun heard this, he was stunned for a moment.
Then, the corners of his mouth curved up, without even thinking about it.
"Okay, no problem."
Yang Qingxiang was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "You agree?"
"Um, why don't you agree?"
Yang Jun asked rhetorically.
"I thought……"
"Do you think I'm unreasonable and unreasonable?"
Yang Qingxiang nodded sheepishly.
Yang Jun pinched her chin and teased: "Why did you think of letting the child take your last name?"
A satisfied smile appeared on Yang Qingxiang's pretty face, she rolled her eyelids and said playfully: "You can't marry me, and your children can't just follow your surname. In the future, they will go to school, join the army, and work. I'm afraid that
He brings trouble."
"After much thought, I still think it would be better for my child to have the same surname as me. Do you think this is true?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he held back his laughter and nodded.
"What you said makes sense. Then let the child take your last name."
"Lao Yang, thank you." Yang Qingxiang kissed him affectionately.
"Silly girl, I'm the one thanking you."
Yang Jun held her tightly in his arms.
"I thought you didn't agree, but I didn't expect you to be so easy to talk to." Yang Qingxiang said.
"Ha ha!"
Yang Jun didn't say anything, just giggling there.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I'm not smiling."
"You smiled."
"I didn't laugh."
"You were clearly smiling just now."
Yang Jun couldn't hold it in anymore, nodded and admitted: "Okay, I admit that I laughed."
