Looking at the roaring Fan Yuan, Chu Nan said gloomily:
"Old man, do you want to die?"
Hearing Chu Nan's words, Fan Jun's face changed drastically and his whole body stiffened.
He suddenly realized that he had been wrong.
I secretly glanced at Zhao Jinxin and several others, and found that their faces were also pale and confused.
So he suppressed the fear in his heart and grabbed Fan Yuan:
"Dad...dad."
When Fan Yuan saw his precious son's lips turning white and the muscles on his face twitching, he became even more furious:
"Son, you don't need to say anything, daddy will make the decision for you."
Fan Jun grabbed Fan Yuan's hand and said a few trembling words.
Fan Yuan was stunned for a moment.
There was immediately a strange atmosphere in the private room.
Fan Yuan was struck like five thunders.
A cold sweat broke out all over my body, and it started to flow out with a swishing sound.
Fan Yuan is not stupid, on the contrary, he is extremely cunning.
But common sense will always deceive a person.
He is used to being aloof. In his opinion, with a status like Wei Qinghuan, what kind of powerful people can he know?
No matter how famous she was, he, who knew the Wei family very well, never thought that Wei Qinghuan could be related to Mo Zongheng.
Fan Yuan thought with his toes and knew how big a mistake he had made today.
Not to mention Mo Zongheng, even the four young masters of Dongyang were all existences that he could not even fawn over if he had to laugh with them.
Chairman Mo who can make the four young masters cautiously please him?
That's a really awesome thing.
And Mo Zongheng still has a boss?
This...!
OMG!
Fan Yuan's reaction was not unpleasant.
He immediately waved his hand and slapped... Zhao Jinxin on the face.
Zhao Jinxin was stunned.
He covered his face in shock and looked at Fan Yuan blankly.
Fan Yuan shouted angrily:
"Little bastard, look at the good things you've done!"
Zhao Jinxin only felt a fishy taste in his mouth, and his nosebleed started to flow.
But he didn't dare to refute.
Fan Yuan's gaze can kill someone.
But why did you hit me?
I'm just here to help your son.
Does this have anything to do with me?
Zhao Jinxin never expected that Fan Yuan would directly put all the blame on him.
"Qing Huan, it's my uncle's fault. He believed Zhao Jinxin's slander, saying that you had always liked my Fan Jun, so he wanted to make your marriage work."
"But I didn't expect that this little bastard actually deceived me."
"I've been saying since I was a child that your future is limitless. It seems that my uncle's vision is right. You have finally become famous."
Fan Yuan actually squeezed out a few drops of crocodile tears.
Su Mu couldn't help but secretly admire him.
Fortunately, this old boy didn't become an actor, otherwise, any bullshit artist would be embarrassed to death in front of him.
This is a true performing artist.
Awesome Claes.
Zhao Jinxin felt a shock in his lower abdomen, his sphincter was out of control, and he also started to urinate.
How the hell did I become the culprit in this incident today?
Woo woo woo.
I was wronged.
I want to go home.
I also want to find my father.
It's too much of a bully.
What about the promised friendship between two families and two generations?
Fan Yuan, you old fool.
Do you want me to be your backer?
dream!
Zhao Jinxin's eyes turned blood red for a moment.
Yang Yuxue was also completely frightened.
She looked at Zhao Jinxin tremblingly and stammered:
"Husband, help...help me, I...!"
Zhao Jinxin suddenly felt an evil fire in his heart, jumped up with a ferocious expression, and kicked him hard:
"Help you paralyze!"
"Bitch, if you hadn't come here to show off your presence today, I...I would...!"
Zhao Jinxin was also speechless.
The private room fell into a dead silence again.
Wei Qinghuan said nothing.
Because Su Mu's hand squeezed her hand.
A stream of true energy passed through, like a warm current, dispelling the fear and coldness in her heart, and sealing her mouth at the same time.
Fan Yuan saw that Wei Qinghuan didn't speak. The young man next to her, who was staring at the scrawled hair, looked at her with a playful look. He was covered in cold sweat.
It was because he was unwilling to wait for death, so he pleadingly said to Wei Qinghuan:
"Qing Huan, there are things my uncle can't do to you. You don't remember the faults of others, so please spare your uncle."
In his opinion, since Wei Qinghuan has found such an awesome backer, the other party must love her very much to send such a luxurious lineup to slap her in the face.
Therefore, as long as Wei Qinghuan relents, today's test will be over.
And maybe it’s time to make amends.
In the future, if you build a good relationship with the Wei family, as long as you are willing to show shame, today's incident will be treated as a misunderstanding, and you can still rely on this relationship with the Wei family in the future.
It cannot be said that Fan Yuan is too naive.
All I can say is that he really dared to think about it.
But Wei Qinghuan didn't speak at all.
Just looking at him so coldly, like looking at a clown.
Fan Yuan's heart immediately sank to the bottom.
He knows better than anyone what the powerful people in this world are like.
The person in front of me who doesn’t know the details will not talk about it for now.
It is no secret that there are three young masters in the Dongyang Special Economic Zone Construction Committee.
Mo Zongheng, Chen Sixen, Chu Nan.
He is the heir to the top three families among the nine families in the imperial capital Utsumi.
Don't talk about him, even if you are a provincial boss, you have to be nice and friendly when you see them in public.
If it were in private, I wouldn't know who would look at whose face.
The Nine Neihai Families are the top families in the imperial capital. On the Internet, there is only the legendary trio.
These three people all have to look at the face of the person sitting next to Wei Qinghuan in front of them.
Could it be that his identity is the legendary Prince Wangshu in the imperial capital?
If that's true...!
Fan Yuan's knees suddenly softened, and he knelt down facing Wei Qinghuan, crying bitterly:
"Qing Huan, I was wrong. My uncle was really wrong. I was the one who failed to teach my son well. Please be kind and spare Fan Jun. For the sake of your classmates for three years."
Wei Qinghuan was speechless, but took Su Mu's hand.
Su Mu glanced at her and shook his head gently.
The meaning is obvious, don't worry about it.
He had made up his mind that he would never give up on this matter today.
The most hateful thing about these men and women is not that they pretend to be cool, but the most hateful thing is that their nature is so bad.
The principle that Su Mu has always adhered to is that no matter what you do, you must bear the consequences.
There are not so many next times in this world.
Not everyone is eligible for the next one.
At least, none of the men and women in front of him was qualified to be forgiven by Su Mu.
Because, that Fan Jun actually had poison on him.
Don't ask how Su Mu knew.
Even those junk drugs on the market can be smelled by a dog's nose.
Su Mu's nose is much more sensitive than a dog's nose.
Obviously, this drug was prepared for Wei Qinghuan.
It's unimaginable if Professor Ning doesn't know about this.
And Wei Qinghuan didn't say anything.
What will be the result?
After the incident happened, it was too late to say anything.