When he came back to his senses, he found that Huang An had been lifted up by Yang Chen with one hand, his feet were off the ground, and he was struggling continuously.
"You want to marry Irene by force?"
"Do you want to destroy the Ai family?"
"You want to kill me in the street?"
"You are the only one who threatens me. Are you qualified?"
Yang Chen's words were like thunder after thunder, exploding in Huang An's mind.
Every time he asked a question, the strength of Yang Chen's hand increased by one point. After asking four questions in a row, Huang An felt that his neck was about to break, and he was scared to death.
At this time, Huang An experienced the feeling of life and death.
As for the bodyguard in Tang suit beside Huang An, he had already been scolded by Yang Chen and was so frightened that he did not dare to take a step closer.
"Brother Chen! Let go! Let go!"
After a long while, Irene came back to her senses and shouted quickly.
She doesn't want to sacrifice her own happiness for the sake of her family, but she also doesn't want to put her family in danger of destruction because of herself.
Moreover, if Yang Chen really kills Huang An, it will bring him a lot of trouble.
"Xiao Xi, please persuade Yang Chen."
Seeing that Yang Chen didn't respond, Aileen anxiously asked Qin Xi for help.
Qin Xi just came back to her senses and said anxiously: "Husband, let go! Otherwise he will really die!"
After hearing Qin Xi's voice, Yang Chen's scarlet eyes gradually returned to their normal color.
"For Sister Ai's sake, I'll spare your life for now!"
Yang Chen casually waved his hand, and Huang An's body was thrown several meters away, falling heavily to the ground, like a dead dog, breathing heavily.
Just now, there was only a thin line between life and death.
After a long time, Huang An gradually recovered, but there were still clear marks on his neck where Yang Chen had just grabbed him.
"Check for me, what is the background of that boy!"
Looking at the direction in which Yang Chen and the others had already left, Huang An roared angrily.
He is one of the eight great families in Yandu and a direct descendant of the Huang family. Let alone Jiangzhou, looking at the top powers in dozens of provincial cities in Jiuzhou, and even the wealthy families in Yandu, who dares to do this to him?
A young man of twenty-six or seventeen years old almost killed himself in the street. This was his shame.
At this time, Yang Chen and his group had already entered the Beiyuanchun Hotel.
In the box, Irene was in a very low mood, her eyes were slightly red, and she was silent.
Ma Chao sat next to her, but didn't know how to comfort her.
"Sister Ai, don't be sad. I believe that with Brother Chao here, no one will hurt you."
Qin Xi took Irene's hand and comforted her.
Ma Chao said quickly: "Yes, yes, I will never let anyone hurt you."
Yang Chen also said: "Sister Ai, don't think so much, as long as it's something you don't want to do, no one can force you!"
Irene looked at the few people with a grateful face, and said with red eyes: "Thank you!"
This was destined to be an unpleasant meal. When she was about to leave at the end, Irene suddenly said: "Tomorrow, I will go back to Yandu."
Hearing this, everyone fell silent.
Irene came to Jiangzhou this time to treat Qin Dayong. Now that Qin Dayong has woken up and she has been here for a long time, it is indeed time to leave.
"Okay, Ma Chao and I will see you off tomorrow!" Yang Chen said.
He knew that after Irene returned to Yandu this time, she might really have to obey the family's arrangements and marry into the Huang family.
Although he wanted Ma Chao and Irene to be together, he was also willing to resist all pressure for them.
But everyone has the right to choose, and he also knows what kind of person Irene is. If she makes up her mind, even if he leads thousands of troops to the Ai family to propose marriage to Ma Chao, she will still not change her mind.
Unless, she makes up her mind to be with Ma Chao.
But now, the relationship between the two is far from the stage of discussing marriage.
Ma Chao suddenly became pale, picked up a large cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp.
At the same time, Jiangzhou, Meng family.
In the main hall, a graceful middle-aged woman was sitting at the top.
Meng Hongye, the head of the Meng family, could only sit beside the middle-aged woman with a forced smile on his face.
"Mrs. Huang, when did you come to Jiangzhou, why didn't you notify us in advance? So that I could pick you up at the airport in person."
Meng Hongye's face was full of smiles, but deep in his eyes, he was full of fear.
Mrs. Huang's expression was extremely calm, and her red phoenix eyes kept staring at Meng Hongye, as if she could see through the fear in Meng Hongye's heart.
"Let me ask you, how did my son Meng Hui die? And how did my ex-husband Meng Tianjiao die?"
Mrs. Huang got straight to the point. When she asked these questions, her eyes were full of strong murderous intent, which made Meng Hongye's hair stand on end in shock.