Chapter 144

"Little... Young master, I'll get you an umbrella," said a beautiful Nan.

Lord Yeming looked at the guard with fierce eyes, and he immediately stepped back.

Lord Yeming walked towards the living room.

At this time, yezhenghong, Bai manqiong and yeqinghan are talking about family affairs in the living room!

"Young master, why don't you have an umbrella? You're all wet." the housekeeper said anxiously.

Yezhenghong several people heard the voice and turned their heads to look out.

He saw Yeming Lord coming in wet, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

Night QingHan sat beside Bai manqiong and didn't mean to get up, let alone Bai manqiong.

"Ah Jue, why are you here?" yezhenghong asked.

"Yes, you see your clothes are wet. Hurry to take a bath first," said Bai manqiong.

"I don't seem to have your clothes here. Just wear mine first." the night was cold and calm.

"Why should I come here? If it wasn't for your good deeds, I might not come here all my life." Yeming said coldly.

When yezhenghong heard Yeming Jue say this, he immediately became serious with his kind look just now.

"How do you talk?" yezhenghong said loudly.

Yeming Jue heard a sarcastic smile and walked slowly to the opposite side of yezhenghong's table.

"Bang bang!"

Just opposite several people, Yeming Jue fiercely raised his feet and kicked over the tea table in front of yezhenghong.

"Ah!" Bai manqiong screamed with fright.

"What are you doing, Lord Yeming? Do you know who is Lao Tze and who is the son?" yezhenghong said loudly.

Lord Yeming sneered and didn't speak. He went directly to the cabinets full of antiques.

Reach out and push all the cabinets to the ground.

"Wow!"

"Crackling!"

The original luxurious and clean living room suddenly became terrible.

Regardless of the shock of yezhenghong, Yeming continued to push down the second cabinet impolitely.

There are more than 100 antiques in there, and each one is worth hundreds of millions of billions.

At ordinary times, yezhenghong is very precious. He doesn't let servants wipe these things. He did it himself.

Night QingHan looked at what Lord Yeming had done and directly waved his fist at Lord Yeming.

Lord Yeming dodged and escaped the attack of yeqinghan.

At least he is also the second young master of the night family. How can he do without learning some self-defense skills.

Two people fight together. Without three rounds, night QingHan has been defeated.

"Ye mingjue, you are crazy. These are my father's favorite things." ye QingHan said loudly.

"Ah Jue, what's the matter with you? Your father hasn't offended you recently." Bai manqiong said in a deep voice.

Yezhenghong looked at the treasure he had collected for decades and was thrown by his son all at once. He was very angry in his heart.

"Lord Yeming, you're crazy, aren't you? You're just an unfilial son." Yezheng Hong roared.

"Am I crazy or are you too busy?" roared the night king.

Yezhenghong was yelled by Lord Yeming. He didn't know what it meant.

"Baron."

Suddenly, a worried voice came into the living room.

It was Han Yichen who came when they saw the broken antiques all over the floor in the living room.

I couldn't help saying that these are Uncle Ye's treasures.

"Well, that's what you did to your father when I raised you." yezhenghong roared.

"Yezhenghong, I warned you not to move. Don't I know if you let her leave this time?" Yeming said loudly.

Yezhenghong heard of Yeming Jue's words and looked at Yeming Jue in shock. Unexpectedly, he would know.

Yezhenghong's first person thought of an xiaonuan and thought that an xiaonuan told yeyeyeming.

"Yes, I told her to leave you. She, I won't agree with her to enter the door of YeYe's house, and what's better about her. If he didn't tell you, would you know?" yezhenghong said loudly.

"She is not worthy of me, not has the final say," said the cold voice of the night Ming.

"Jue, don't be so stubborn with your uncle. It's not good to be stiff. After all, it's your father." Han Yichen whispered.

"Oh, father, is he worthy? He hurt my mother, and now he hurt wennuan. I will never forgive this hypocrite in my life." Yeming said coldly.

"Lord Yeming, how can you talk to your father like that?" Bai manqiong said coldly.

"What kind of thing are you, and what qualifications do you have to say about me?" said Lord Yeming sarcastically.

"Yeming Jue, my mother also cares about you. Is it too much for you to talk to my mother like this?" Yeqing said coldly. "

"Oh, according to what you said, would it be better if your mother seduced your good father?" night QingHan said sarcastically. "

Han Yichen looked at Yeming Jue in shock and knew that some things had hit him hard, but he didn't expect him to shake it out without saving face for others.

Bai manqiong heard Yeming's words and looked at him with a red face.

"Lord Yeming, don't think you are great." night QingHan said gnashing his teeth.

"Hum, yezhenghong, didn't I warn you before? You asked for it yourself. From now on, you and I have nothing to do. Ran Xi and I have only my mother. You can take this actor and spend the rest of the year." Yeming said impolitely.

"You..."

"Zhenghong, Zhenghong, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me." Bai manqiong said.

"Dad should have had a heart attack. I'm going to take dad to the hospital now." night QingHan said.

Compared with ye QingHan and Bai manqiong's worry, ye mingjue looked at him coldly, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

Lord Yeming turned and left the living room. He didn't want to see yezhenghong now.

"Don't you go to the hospital, sir?" Mo Qianqiu shouted.

"It's just a heart attack. I can't die. It's not too late for me to go when I die." Yeming said coldly.

Han Yichen several people hear ye mingjue's cold words, can only reluctantly shake their heads.

Then, night QingHan sent Ye Zhenghong to the hospital for rescue. The doctor in charge was mo Qianqiu.

Because of the timely delivery, yezhenghong has been out of danger.

When Yeming got home, he took a bath first and went to his bedroom last.

"Sir, madam's fever has gone away," said Mrs. Zhang respectfully.

"I see. You should step back first." Yeming said coldly.

"Yes," said Mrs. Zhang respectfully.

Yeming Jue went to the bed and sat down, holding an xiaonuan's small hand, his eyes full of pity.

"Warm, sorry," said Lord Yeming hoarsely.

Lord Yeming sat there like this, holding an xiaonuan's hand until dawn.