Her wrists were strangled, and Mrs. An gasped in fright.
When he turned around and saw clearly that it was his son, he let out a relaxed breath and said, "Junxi, why are you so surprised? It's so scary."
In fact, she was still on guard against An Junxi's cold expression.
"Let me ask you, why did you bring me to England?" An Junxi's tall body was next to Mrs. An, and she was quite powerful in terms of aura.
"Oh? You knew this was England so quickly?" Mrs. An smiled faintly. Her son was still very smart and insightful.
"Okay, I'm not in the mood to play word games with you. Let me ask you, how did you get me here from China? Why am I not aware at all?" An Junxi's brows were already getting angry.
"Jun Xijun..." Fang Lan interrupted. Oh my God, there is someone who dares to question his elders?
An Junxi immediately shouted back angrily, "Shut up! There is no place for you to interrupt here!"
Uh... Fang Lan was embarrassed there.
"Junxi, you can't talk to Alan like this. She is your wife, and you are both registered to be married." Mrs. An taught An Junxi a lesson, then broke free of her son's shackles and moved to the big sofa gracefully.
As soon as they sat down, Yun Danfeng said softly, "I think you are too tired from work and should go out to relax, so I didn't discuss it with you, knocked you unconscious, and brought you directly to our holiday villa in the UK. Do you remember
?You liked the broadleaf trees I planted very much in the past few years."
"Enough! She is not my wife! I have never registered with her at all!" An Junxi clenched his fists tightly and growled through gritted teeth, "Do you think I am so easy to deceive? I have
So childish? Make me unconscious? I don’t believe that I am so numb that I can fly to a foreign country without knowing it? Tell me, what tricks did you do? "
Mrs. An secretly took a breath, a little panicked. Her son's reasoning ability was very strong, which exceeded her expectation. She pretended to arrange her hair to cover up her embarrassment, and said vaguely, "I just gave you some
Little medicine…”
"What medicine?"
Mrs. An crossed her fingers and kept moving, a little anxious, "Well... I'm not sure about this. Can I ask our full-time doctor?"
An Junxi had an irritable and fiery temper. He couldn't stand such hesitant answers. He kicked the table suddenly, and the vase that Fang Lan had just placed smashed to the ground. He still couldn't understand his hatred. An Junxi
He punched his fist hard towards the sofa where Mrs. An was sitting, and every blow was so heavy.
Mrs. An was so frightened that her eyes widened.
Fang Lan was so shocked that her whole body trembled.
An Junxi got angry, like a lion tsunami.
"Give me my phone back! I'll go back to China right away!" he yelled.
Mrs. An's eyelids twitched and she hurriedly called around, "Here comes someone! Someone comes here! Let the young master be quiet!"
"Let me go! Mom! You're going too far! How can you force my will? Why do you like to force things on me that I don't like? Don't you know it hurts me like this? Let me go!
"An Junxi yelled at Mrs. An and struggled. Four or five strong men could not hold him down. Without the strong stabilization of the needle, he would continue to go crazy.
The injection took effect, and An Junxi turned into a peaceful sleeping beauty, lying on the carpet, but his brows were still tightly furrowed.
Fang Lan then said in a lingering voice, "Mother, Jun Xijun is so scary. Isn't he going to beat us?"
Mrs. An sighed and shook her head, "I didn't expect Junxi's child to be so violent. If I weren't his mother, he would probably eat me. Alas, please carry him upstairs."
Several people carried An Junxi to the bedroom upstairs.
Fang Lan looked at the depressed Mrs. An and said tentatively, "Mom, you can't always treat Junxi like this. Medication is never a long-term solution."
Mrs. An frowned and thought, "Why don't you use lust tactics? This child has never been short of women. He must not be able to withstand any temptation. Alan, you have worked hard. I will lock you in the room. You are good."
Seducing him and making him submit..."
Fang Lan's cheeks immediately turned red, she lowered her head and said sheepishly, "Oh, is this okay?"
"Anyway, we can't let him go his own way and go back to China to find that little bitch!" Mrs. An frowned when she thought of Jiang Xiaoqu, his background, and his family background.
How can a son marry a pauper with a fine bloodline passed down from generation to generation?
Mrs. An rolled her eyes and came up with another idea. She picked up the phone and gave orders.
"Xiaoqu!" Xueer called from behind to stop the thin figure in front of her, chased after him, and looked sideways at Xiaoqu, "Xiaoqu, why do you feel that your face has been so ugly these days? You are yellow. Is there something wrong with you?
Comfortable?"
Xiaoqu was weak, but he forced a smile, "It's okay, I just have a bad appetite recently."
"Haha, then follow me to my home hospital to have a look. Traditional Chinese medicine is the best for sub-healthy patients and has very few side effects."
As soon as Xueer finished speaking, Jiang Xiaoqu trembled all over.
"I'm not going. I have to go home and cook for Xiaohe. He will take the college entrance examination in a week."
Xue'er had no choice but to nod, "Xiaoqu, take more rest when you are tired. Isn't Jiang Menci living with you?"
"No, my sister is going back to school to prepare for graduation these days."
The two waved goodbye, and Jiang Xiaoqu walked home alone.
I was so tired that I couldn't lift my legs, as if they were filled with lead.
After breathing heavily for a few times, Jiang Xiaoqu held his sore waist and stood on the roadside to rest.
A car parked quietly on the side of the road.
The car door opened, and several men rushed down from above. They hugged Jiang Xiaoqu and stuffed them into the car.
"Ah, who are you? Put me down! Help!" Jiang Xiaoqu's cry was blocked in the car.
Blindfolded with black cloth and covering his mouth with gauze, Jiang Xiaoqu was taken to a room.
Pulling off the black cloth from his eyes and removing the gauze from his mouth, Jiang Xiaoqu looked around in horror.
In a well-decorated room, there were several men standing there, looking at her and smiling.
A very beastly smile.
"Ah! You, why did you bring me here? Did you admit the wrong person?"
A man smiled mischievously, "It's unmistakable, it's you Jiang Xiaoqu. Our boss has ordered us to take some beautiful photos of you, which will be of great use. Miss Jiang, would you like to start taking off your clothes?"
"What?!" Jiang Xiaoqu trembled all over and couldn't help but hugged his shirt tightly.
A strong and handsome man walked in and said politely, "It's just a joke to take a few photos, nothing more. Don't be nervous. Besides, you won't feel too wronged if I, an international movie star, am waiting for you, right?"