An Yarou said right away, "Yan Shaojun, is it you? You killed Li Yan, right? Didn't you say you don't know how to use despicable means? What about others? Why did they fall off the highway?!"
Yan Shaojun was originally in a bad mood. Because of his mistake, even Mi Ruo's life was ruined in his hands, which made him extremely resentful. He had not been out for twenty-four hours and stayed in the small bungalow in the Four Seasons Garden.
Here, he slapped himself several times in annoyance, thinking that he did these things originally to be with Mi Ruo, but what now? While Li Yan was killed, he also killed Mi Ruo.
, where can he find happiness?
Thinking of this, he could no longer control the sadness in his heart, and a desperate sadness overwhelmed him, "Anya Rou, why are you so fucking incompetent? Why don't you tie Li Yan tightly? It's okay now, Lian Mi
If everyone is killed by that beast, what use do you think you are usually doing? At the critical moment, why is it not you who goes to die with Li Yan, but Mi Ruo?!"
After An Yarou heard this, she almost immediately convicted Yan Shaojun, thinking that he must be the one behind the scenes.
She was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but did not tell Yan Shaojun.
After a long time, he forced out a sentence, "Yan Shaojun, I'm going to find someone right now to find out! Let me tell you, if there is something wrong with Li Yan, I will definitely not let you go!"
Yan Shaojun closed the phone, stood up with his hands on his knees, his leg joints were sore and numb, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground. The doorbell rang at this time, and it was Yan's father and mother who appeared at the door.
"Dad? Mom? What are you doing here?" Although Yan Shaojun did not drink like last time, his expression was the same as if he had drunk. He was extremely slovenly, his face was dark, and his eye circles were obviously congested.
When Father Yan saw his look, he was so angry that he was trembling all over, "Beast! You don't have any ability, you just know how to act arrogant, and you don't even give up your career for the sake of a woman, how can you behave like that!"
When Yan Shaojun heard this, he probably understood that Yan's father knew about the quarrel between him and Li Yan.
So, he replied with a cold face: "Dad, that's my private matter, don't worry about it."
"Fart! Your business is my business!" Seeing that he was not only unconvinced but also dared to talk back, Yan's father became angry and stretched out his hand to slap Yan Shaojun, but Yan's mother stopped him.
"Zhenghong, stop hitting the child, Shaojun has already realized his mistake."
"If he knew he was wrong, he wouldn't do such a ridiculous thing as assassinating the president of Yanhuang Group!"
"Dad..." "Masahiro?!"
Yan's mother and Yan Shaojun were both shocked when they heard this, especially Yan Shaojun, whose face was ashen, as if he had been given a slap in the face. He stood blankly on the spot, completely dumbfounded, "Dad, you, how did you..."
"You want to ask me how I know, right? I said I was very busy. Since I have to do something, I have to do it flawlessly! Just rely on your methods? Humph, if you have the ability to do it, don't let others catch you!
"
"Then... Masahiro, how about this?"
Yan Zhenghong's face was ashen and he said in a deep voice: "If it hadn't been for your Uncle Lan's help this time, I'm afraid you would have been found out!"
"Uncle Lan?" Yan Shaojun was stunned.
Uncle Lan, isn't he Lan Qian's father?
Yan Shaojun's face was filled with astonishment. He looked at Yan Zhenghong and said, "Dad, you mean that you and Uncle Lan... you already know about me..."
"Hmph, you have such little tricks and you still want to fight with Li Yan? You are really overestimating your capabilities!"
Yan Shaojun fell down on the sofa and was already covered in cold sweat. Then he realized that there was something strange in his father Yan Zhenghong's words. A glimmer of hope seemed to rise in his heart. He suddenly raised his head and asked: "Dad, what do you mean?
Say, Li Yan is not dead?"
"Huh, luckily he's not dead yet. If he was really dead, do you think you would survive today?"
"..." Like being struck by lightning!
Yan Shaojun suddenly remembered something again and asked, "What about the woman sitting in the same car with him?"
Yan Zhenghong's face suddenly turned cold, "If you want to escape this disaster, don't go looking for her again. That woman will only harm you! Do you hear me?!"
Hearing what he meant, Yan Shaojun was a little overjoyed, as if saying that it would be great if Mi was not dead yet.
Seeing the joy on his face, Yan Zhenghong immediately interrupted him, "I think you have completely forgotten what I just said? What did I just say? This time, it all depends on you.
Uncle Lan helps, do you think anyone can ask your Uncle Lan to help you? It’s not all Lan Qian who helps you!”
"Lan...Lan Qian..." Yan Shaojun was speechless.
Yan Zhenghong nodded, turned around and glanced at Yan Shaojun's face, which was as frosty as beating an eggplant, and said solemnly: "If you feel grateful to her, then go back and coax Lan Qian, and prepare to marry her next month!
"
Yan Shaojun was shocked.
What, marry Lan Qian next month? It’s already the end of the month, isn’t there only a few days left next month?
He was about to speak, but Yan's mother forcibly stopped him. She shook her head and stopped him, and Yan Shaojun's mood instantly dropped.
He understands that when something happens, it just happens, and there is no possibility of going back to the past. Life will continue, and the gears of fate will continue to rotate. However, his and Mi Ruo's destiny trajectories have already gone further and further away, and they no longer intersect.
The possibility of...
————Raowu "Satan President Chasing His Fugitive Wife" ————
Butterfly Island.
Here, located in the offshore area 100 miles away from the eastern suburbs of Nancheng, surrounded by the sea. Under the vast sky and cloudless sky, this isolated island is like a huge South American swallowtail butterfly, spanning thirty miles, dominating here. Therefore,
Butterfly Island is named after its peculiar geographical shape, not because it is rich in insects and butterflies.
Of course, there are indeed many beautiful butterflies here, with red, yellow, blue, black, white and other colors, colorful and different shapes. Most of them appear in the morning and evening when the sun is slanting.
Mi Ruo lived on the island for three days before finally finding a group of beautiful swallowtail butterflies by the sunken stream early one morning.
Groups of butterflies gather and disperse, and their colorful wings look like beautiful silk and satin under the sunlight. They are exquisite and elegant, flying lightly among the flowers in pairs, with tail wings as long as ribbons, fluttering in the wind, and the dance is really real.
Extremely graceful and unrestrained.
Mi Ruo likes this kind of small insects because of dancing. Her instructor often teaches her to learn to observe the things around her and imitate their movements...
As I was thinking about it, I suddenly spotted a butterfly with strange colors and long wings. From a distance, it looked like a dead leaf hanging upside down on a tree. It had a golden body, long wings, obvious markings, and a very beautiful shape.
I wanted to test whether it was a leaf, so I reached out to pick it, but it flew up.
She became curious and ran after it. Finally, at the edge of the stream, it stopped on a cluster of dandelions. Mi Ruo was in a good mood and reached out to touch it.
Unexpectedly, a sharp shout came from behind: "Stand still!"