Chen Hannan still carries Yang Shuo with one hand. Looking at his relaxed face, it seems that what he is carrying is not a person, but a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.
At this moment, Yang Shuo had already been scared to pee his pants, his face turned into a pigliver color, his eyes protruded, and he was struggling with his hands and feet, and his eyes twinkled with fear.
At this moment, young brother Yang Shuo lived for 30 years. For the first time, he felt that death was so close to him. As long as the five fingers of the security guard in front of him made a little effort, he could end his life with a click.
"Damn it, you dare to hear what I just said. How dare you call my wife so intimate?" Chen Hannan's eyes glared, not angry.
"Wuwu, oh, no..." Yang Shuo struggled desperately to shake his head for fear that a careless one would annoy this evil spirit.
"Little short leg, brother Nan tells you that if you don't die, you won't die. Go away!"
With that, Chen Hannan casually threw Yang Shuo to the ground, got close to Zhao Yubing, and recovered his playful and smiling face: "Hey, Yubing, good wife, thank you for reminding her husband just now. Come on, have a kiss."
Then, Chen Hannan shamelessly pours his lips together, but Zhao Yubing cleverly avoids him and stares at him with surprised eyes. His mind is full of the scene that Chen Hannan raised Yang Shuo with one hand just now and cleaned up the two bodyguards three or two times. His heart is already full of waves.
It's obvious that Chen Hannan's performance just now has exceeded her imagination limit. This shameless and obscene guy in front of her is by no means what he looks like. Something unknown has happened to him.
Now, the gear of fate has connected her, the lifeline of Zhao's group with this guy. God knows whether it's a blessing or a curse.
At this moment, she could not help asking herself again and again in her heart whether she could bear the consequences of such a decision.
Chen Hannan saw Zhao Yubing staring at her for a long time and didn't speak. He thought it was the violence that scared her. He quickly explained: "Yubing, my dear wife, don't be afraid, my husband. I promise you with my personality of more than 20 years. Your husband, I, Chen Hannan, really don't have the tendency of domestic violence. Sincerely, I promise you!"
"Where come the wild boy, dare to be wild in my Zhao family!"
Just at this time, a thick, aging voice came from the door, and a mature man in a Navy Blue Tang suit was standing at the door.
Behind him stood two small flat heads in suits and sunglasses, and a middle-aged man with briefcase and gold glasses.
The man was about 60 years old. His hair was half white, and his eyes were wrinkled. His eyes were bright and shining. His appearance was similar to that of Zhao Yubing. If there was no accident, it should be her second uncle Zhao Dekun.
Sure enough, Yang Shuo, who collapsed on the ground, wiped his tears and cried out: "Uncle Zhao, uncle Zhao, you've come at last. If you don't come here, the broken security guard will kill people. Jack and Tom were injured by him."
"Come on, Xiao Shuo, you get up and talk first. Ah Li, a yuan, you carry them down." Zhao Dekun gave a command, and then looked at Chen Hannan for a while. Finally, he looked at Zhao Yubing and sneered: "why, when I grow up, my wings are hard, and even my second uncle doesn't recognize me?"
"Second uncle..."
Zhao Yubing cried out feebly, a trace of loneliness and anger flashed in his eyes. He was not surprised by the arrival of the second uncle. With his relationship with Yang Shuo, he would be surprised if he didn't come. Think of what happened yesterday, Zhao Yubing eyes with the cold home up, just in time, can face to face with him.
"Well, you know I'm your second uncle!" Zhao Dekun sneered: "as the successor of the Zhao group, you have a bad personal life and a chaotic style. You look for wild men in the middle of the night. Are you worthy of the ancestors of the Zhao family? I still have the face to call me second uncle. I thought you didn't recognize me. Hum
said, Zhao Dekun as like as two peas, and the magazine, which was taken from Zhao Yubing, was taken from the lawyer's hand. The magazine weekly and photos were scattered in the same place as Zhao Yubing showed Chen Hannan this afternoon.
"Look for yourself, do you know how much negative impact this weekly will have on our Zhao group if it is released? Do you know how much this will reduce the share price of our group? Your father entrusted you to me before he died, let me take good care of you, but what did you do to me? Ah, how do you deal with your work now? Are you worthy of your father? "
Zhao Dekun continued to reprimand. The roar made the room reverberate, which made Chen Hannan guess in his heart that the old man had practiced lion roaring in Shaolin Temple before.
At the same time, it also makes him feel guilty at the bottom of his heart, and makes him understand why Zhao Yubing wants to marry him regardless of everything. Don't think about it. In all likelihood, Zhao Yubing's second uncle sent someone to do the assassination yesterday.
Ah! The temptation of money and power is really great, because these two things, from ancient times to the present, father, son, brother and brother fight each other everywhere.
In the face of Zhao Dekun's roar, Zhao Yubing's eyes are red, but it's not because she can't bear to be scolded. She looks at her father's second uncle who loved her when he was alive. Now she's fighting against her everywhere. The second uncle can't recognize his niece, but Zhao Yubing can't.Originally, she wanted to fight with Zhao Dekun face to face about yesterday, but when she thought that Zhao Dekun was her own uncle, Zhao Yubing canceled the idea. In her heart, she didn't want to quarrel with her second uncle.
Forget it, I'd better not worry about it. After all, I have no evidence to prove that the second uncle is the mastermind behind the scenes.
Zhao Yubing was so stubborn that she took out a red copy from her pocket, spread out her marriage certificate, and said to Zhao Dekun, "second uncle, he's not a wild man. He's my husband. His name is Chen Hannan."
"What, you say this wild man is your husband?" Zhao Dekun exclaimed and looked down at the red certificate in Zhao Yubing's hand. It was obvious that it was a marriage certificate.