Ye Nianmo was outnumbered and his aura was gradually heavy. Ye Bo defeated a person who was preparing to attack and walked to Ye Nianmo, "Sorry, young master, I'm afraid I can't stand by as you told me."

Derek didn't want to delay the matter for too long, so he winked at the strong man next to him. The strong man took out a gun and then installed a silencer on the gun, obviously not wanting Ding Yiyi to hear it.

I really want to say goodbye this time, Derek thought coldly, and reached out to wave his hand in the void.

"Bang!" The sound of glass on all sides shattering made everyone on the spot. Several ropes fell from above, wearing camouflage uniforms, and well-trained people broke into the window.

The door was knocked open, and more than a dozen people in camouflage uniforms threw the bodyguards tied to the ground. Ye Nianmo looked at all, pursed his lips, rubbed his cheeks that were accidentally beaten, and looked deep into the door.

Ye Qianmo walked in, glanced around, and raised his lips slightly, "It's quite lively."

My father-in-law is here too?! Ding Yiyi was shocked. While thinking, someone hugged her. She wanted to struggle, but the scarf in front of her was taken off.

Looking at Ye Nianmo again, she felt incredible and grateful, feeling his hand touching her cheek, with a little helplessness in her tone, "Why are you crying?"

I was crying? She hurriedly reached out to wipe the tears, and Ye Nianmo held her hand tightly.

All Derek was surrounded by a circle, and Ye Bo pointed his gun at him. As long as the young master or the master ordered him, he would immediately return to the west.

Ye Qianmo looked at the watch, raised his eyebrows, walked to Derek confidently, and signaled Ye Bo to put away his pistol.

"Lord Derek, your father is a very amazing businessman. I hope the relationship between our two families will end here." After he said that, he turned around and walked out the door.

Everyone retreated, and the servants were still staring at the backs of these uninvited guests in a daze.

Derek looked at the hands that were shaking in front, and the string called reason in his head completely broke. He laughed and said loudly, "Okay, please help me take care of my Asma and our children."

He deliberately bit the word "child" very seriously, and then the force dissipated and his voice suddenly became gentle, "Asma, I will pick you up again." The voice paused, and he looked at Ye Nianmo who was a little surprised and Ye Qianmo who was still calm, "Of course, if you think the people in that place are not very friendly, then you can come back."

Ding Yiyi did not turn around. Her whole body was as stiff as a stone, her body was cold and hot, and all her perceptions were concentrated on the temperature of the palm holding hands.

Like her, cold and stiff.

Her hand was released, and she was so panicked that she wanted to grab it, but she only grabbed his cuff.

Ye Nianmo was furious. He took out his pistol and walked straight towards Derek. The strong man wanted to help, but with a gunshot, his left arm was already injured.

Pushing the gun to Derek's temple, his voice was terrifyingly low, "seeking death."

"Hahaha, you can ask Asma if she was willing to come to my manor," Derek licked the corner of his mouth, "It tasted really good."

Ye Nianmo's hand holding the pistol veins burst out, his eyes were so angry that they were about to spew out flames. His index finger pulled the trigger without thinking, and the servants around him screamed.

"Bang!" The bullet shot into the vase beside him, and Ye Qianmo grabbed Ye Nianmo's arm, "It's enough, it's no longer the high seas now, so there will be troubles in shooting here."
Chapter completed!