"Yumei, I want to sleep with Xiaojing tonight."

Yang Ritian said to Liu Yumei with a smile.

Liu Yumei nodded with a smile, turned around and walked out. She was very happy. I believe the others were also happy. After all, Xiaojing is a pregnant person, so it is also necessary for Xiaotian to accompany her.

"Brother Tian? When did you come back?"

It was dawn, and Liu Xiaojing opened her eyes from her beautiful dream, but saw Yang Ritian sleeping soundly in her arms. A sweet breath spread in her heart, and she smiled and screamed crisply.

"Xiaojing woke up? I came back last night and saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you up."

Yang Ritian said, holding Liu Xiaojing tightly in his arms. When he came back this time, he always felt something was wrong with Liu Xiaojing, but he couldn't say it.

Liu Xiaojing obediently leaned into Yang Ritian's arms. Listening to Yang Ritian's heartbeat, her heart was filled with sweetness. Most of the fatigue that had been tossed by the little guy in her belly over the past few days was eliminated.

"Brother Tian, ​​remember to be careful, we are all waiting for you at home."

Yang Ritian, Long Si and Long Wu drove the new Mercedes-Benz that Yang Qianjin had just picked up from the car shop, and slowly drove towards the Murong family amid the concerns of these women.

"Grandpa, I can't find out about my father, but I found a very powerful person in Chu City. I suspect he might be the murderer."

Sima Jian was in the car and Sima Wudi whispered to the current head of the Sima family sitting next to him.

"Oh? Do you know his origin?"

Sima Wudi's eyes opened slightly and a ray of light shot out, which made Sima Jian's heart tremble for no reason.

"I have investigated. It's from the Yang family. I heard it's the eldest son of the Yang family."

Sima Jian said respectfully.

After hearing this, Sima Wudi closed his eyes slightly, and did not speak anymore. He was silent all the way, and didn't know what he was thinking.

After Sima Jian was beaten by Yang Ritian in Chu City the night before yesterday, coupled with Murong Yanbin's attitude, he vaguely felt that his marriage with Murong Keer might have changed, so he hurried back to Tianjing and instigated the head of the family to come with him to propose marriage, and it would be best if the ceremony would be held tomorrow.

"Ah? It's not that enemies don't get together!"

Yang Ritian's Mercedes-Benz was parked at the door of Murong's house, and saw an extended Lincoln coming. He got out of the car, one old and one young. Isn't the young Sima Jian who was slapped twice in Chu City?

Sima Jian didn't say anything. The Sima family had a clear hierarchy. Even if you were your own grandson, you wouldn't dare to speak without authorization when the head of the family was there.

"I guess this is the eldest master of the Yang family, Yang Ritian? It's true that he is a talented person!"

Sima Wudi smiled slightly, looked at Yang Ritian and said, and the aura of the superior on his body was pressing towards Yang Ritian.

"Your mother!" Yang Ritian cursed inwardly. Sima Jian obviously inherited the old man, and he hid a knife in his smile. He was in front of him and behind him, and he spoke with a smile, but inexplicably released the pressure he had accumulated over the years.

Long Si and Long Wu's faces changed a little. After all, when he was in the Yang family, Old Yang never exuded this kind of turtle aura.

Yang Ritian didn't feel anything. It's not that he was so awesome, but that this kind of person had no desires and no desires at all. All the things he needed had to be fought over with his fists. An irrepressible domineering aura was circling in his heart. How could he be afraid of you, an old man?

"Oh, who is this old man? Sima Jian, your housekeeper is too ignorant. You, the master, didn't even speak. What's wrong with the butler coming out?"

Yang Ritian smiled and walked towards the two of them. He grabbed Sima Jian's hand and pinched it hard. With a clack, cold sweat appeared on Sima Jian's forehead.

"Hehe, that's the matter, I'm not polite. The fourth brother, the fifth brother, let's go!"

Yang Ritian grinned, let go of Sima Jian's hand, turned around and brought Long Si and Long Wu into the Murong family. Before coming, Yang Qianjin had already greeted him, so how dare the people at the door stop him?

"The courage of every man!"

Sima Wudi snorted coldly, but was surprised that this kid was not a simple person. He could only feel under his own pressure. Looking around, few people could do it. Even the heir of the Sima family, Sima Jian was trembling just now. Thinking of this, he looked at Sima Jian in disappointment, and walked into it. After all, the Murong family is also one of the four major families, and Sima Wudi still has to abide by the rule.

"Is it Mr. Yang?"

As soon as Yang Ritian walked into the yard, a man who looked like a housekeeper came over with a smile.

"Well, I am Yang Ritian, and I can't afford the three words "Young Master Yang." Yang Ritian said with a smile. This is Ke'er's home after all, and he has to be gentler for Ke'er's face.

"Sima family head, our family head is invited."

The housekeeper saw the two Sima Wudi grandson who were following behind him at first sight. He looked at Yang Ritian strangely. He really dared to walk in front of him. But thinking about Yang Ritian's family background, he felt relieved. Will the eldest son of the dignified Dragon Group be afraid that you, the head of a mere family?

"Welcome!"

After the group arrived at the hall, Murong Zhibo, the head of the Murong family, stood up with a smile and welcomed outside the hall. It was already very high. Not to mention that ordinary people could come in, even if they could come in, it was not worth Murong Zhibo to stand up, let alone welcome outside the hall.

"Brother Murong, it's been a long time since I saw you, and I'm getting stronger!"

Sima Wudi laughed and clasped his fists and said, taking Sima Jian into the hall first. He also glanced at Yang Ritian with a slanted look, thinking to see if you will feel lost.

After all, everyone is here to steal Murong Keer, and no matter who makes a mistake, they may fall into a disadvantage. Everyone knows what Murong Keer represents. Her superb business talent is enough to make a penniless person become a business giant in China.

So at this time, even if it is a slight opportunity, Sima Wudi must take advantage of his old face and take it.

But he knew that Yang Ritian's face had not changed at all, and he seemed to have not taken these things seriously. He saw a grin on his lips, a wicked smile on his face, and he said, "Grandpa Murong, I'm here to propose marriage."

As he said that, he looked back at Sima Wudi, thinking that he was shameless, I am your ancestor!

Sima Wudi's speech was a moment ago, and he immediately turned back his old face, snorted coldly, took Sima Jian into the hall first, and sat down under Murong Zhibo's lower head.

"Haha, welcome, but Brother Sima is here to propose marriage, right? And he already has a engagement, so this matter is not easy to deal with."

Murong Zhibo's old fox's words led the war to the point between Yang Ritian and Sima Wudi. There is only one granddaughter. Whoever you have the best ability will take it away has nothing to do with me.

Yang Ritian had to give Murong Zhibo a thumbs up. With the background of the Murong family, although he would not be afraid of the Sima family, he was definitely not a match for the Sima family. He would definitely not dare to offend the Sima family. But he would not be afraid of the power behind him? So as soon as he spoke, he would help him and not help his relatives.

"Haha, what Grandpa Murong said."

Yang Ritian was too lazy to talk about this, so he didn't plan to part with him. What a shitty face? Let's go, for Keer, what's the point of face?

"Brother Murong is really kind and loyal, and he still remembers our promise."

Sima Wudi smiled and hugged Murong Zhibo and clapped his fists.

Murong Zhibo looked speechless and thought to himself, you bastard, you said to Yang Ritian, why are you just coming to me? If I accidentally saw my old man, Zhu Bajie, looked in the mirror, and he was no longer a human inside and outside.

"Brother Sima said so, but I can't say that for my so-called friendship, regardless of Keer's lifelong happiness, after all, he still has the final say."

Murong Zhibo directly pushed back. You bastard, if you don’t give me face, I don’t want to be face anymore.

"Are you going to regret it?"

Sima Wudi's old face turned cold and he was no longer called Brother Murong. The threatening meaning on his face was very strong, and it was very meaningful that as long as Murong Zhibo dared to respond, the two families would never die from now on.

"You can't say that. Brother Sima, elders could have made the decision on this matter, but they have to respect the opinions of the younger generations, right?"

Murong Zhibo said, glanced at Yang Ritian and thought to himself, "Old man is trying to be the first, you are saying something!"

Yang Ritian grinned and replied with a grateful smile to Murong Zhibo. He thought to himself that you obviously wanted Murong Keer to choose by himself, because he was afraid that if you forced her, she would not have the share of the Murong family when she established the business empire in the future. But she looked like she was helping me, she was really your mother's old fox!

Thinking of this, he smiled and said to Sima Wudi: "Oh, Sima head, I'm sorry, I thought you were the housekeeper of the Sima family. Hehe, there's no way, a person's temperament is not good. Otherwise, let me say a few words?"

Sima Wudi's face turned dark and cursed in his heart, "You guy, can you bring dirty words to harm others? I can also clean up you! I'll say a few more words? Have you said a few fucking words just now?"

"Your Master Yang said something, you can say it. The prestige of your Yang family, our Sima family dare not disobey!"

Sima Wudi snorted coldly, but what he said was the truth. Today was Yang Ritian who came by himself. If Mr. Yang also came with him, Sima Wudi would not even enter the Murong family's door.

The old man took action and killed everyone at any time. He would rather kill the warriors infiltrated into China than kill the wrong ones. He would rather kill the wrong ones than let them go. His hands were covered with blood, and the Sima family was still thinking about moving forward safely.

"Grandpa Murong, Ke'er and I are already married. We can't just snatch Ke'er away with just a verbal agreement. Sima's head, don't you think?"
Chapter completed!