Chapter 772

Ying Hannian is still holding the old lady's hand, looking down, looking at the slender figure, constantly trying to run to him.

So thin body seems to use not only strength, escape the fire, come all the way here.

Ying Hannian is still smiling, but there is a deep light in his eyes.

"Master, young master."

Ying Xuefei comes forward.

"Well?"

The old lady glared at her displeasantly. Xuefei knew that she had made a slip of tongue, so she quickly lowered her head and changed her words, "old lady, master, get on the bus."

It's a great honor for the people to be allowed to enter yingmen base. According to the rules, the owner of the family will take a turn in the car to greet the people.

After a while, an open top super race, which has been refitted into camouflage, comes out of the castle and stops in front of Ying Hannian and the old lady. Ying Xuefei comes forward to open the door for them.

Ying Hannian stood there and looked down. "Tut, it's good. I didn't buy it when I asked people to buy it. It's in your hands."

"It's called grandma. It's not formal."

The old lady gave him a cold look, and then she caught up with Ying Xuefei and got on the bus.

"It's a waste of driving for the driver."

Ying Hannian goes to the driver's seat, grabs the driver and throws him aside. He straddles on his long legs and sits in the driver's seat. He adjusts his seat and puts on sunglasses to block the glare of sunlight.

Ying Xuefei stood aside, watching his slender fingers as if playing an instrument across the polished central control area, moving his hands and feet.

Lin Yi, desperate to squeeze in the crowd, finally rushed to the front. Several lines of subordinates standing in front of the door, with guns pinned to their waists, couldn't squeeze any more.

Lin Yi had no choice but to stand on tiptoe and look at the past. He raised his voice and cried, "in the cold year!" I don't know whether her voice is too small or the noise is too loud. Anyway, the damned smelly man not only didn't look at her, but also came up on the open field in front of the castle with a handsome tail flick, grinding the sports car in circles, and white smoke rolled out of the car

It's coming up from under the wheel.

Is it poisonous to him?

The engine is getting louder and louder. Ying Xuefei directs people to clear a road for the people in front of the castle. They all cooperate and retreat to the side. Lin Yi can't help being squeezed. Even though Jiang Qixing is protecting her, even if Gu Ming is in a wheelchair, she is still squeezed

Two steps back.

Should Xuefei see her, smile, nothing to say, stand aside.

The road is empty.

In the white smoke, Ying Hannian drives the car from top to bottom. He slides around the steering wheel and knocks lazily with his fingertips.

"In the cold year!"

Lin Yi called out again, calling out his name.

Ying Hannian, however, seemed to be completely deaf. She drove down like this and drove in front of her eyes.

The old lady sat in the back seat with a cold face to greet everyone. The people around her were shouting excitedly, even more excited than the new year.

Lin Yi's heart suddenly cooled.

In fact, Lin Yi and Ying Hannian had not been separated for long. Strictly speaking, they had only been separated for more than ten days. But every day was long. She believed that they should understand each other and suffer from each other. This moment was the closest he had been to her in the past ten days.

And he, without looking at her, passed away.

Lin Yi's fingers were cold. For a second, she wanted to cry, but she thought that there was another one in her stomach. It was bad for her baby to cry.

So she took out a box of sour plum from her pocket and smashed it on Ying Hannian's body.

It all happened in a flash.

As soon as yinghannian accelerates, Lin Yi is accidentally rubbed by Jiang Qixing who is blocking for her, so her box of sour plum flies out and hits yinghannian's head.

With a bang, the box cracked and sour plum rolled down from his head

“……”

A circle of people appeared dead silence.

There was no response from Ying Hannian. The people around her looked at her and tried to teach her a lesson.

Lin Yi subconsciously touched her stomach, and some of her counsels backed away. Jiang Qixing quickly blocked her and glared fiercely at the group of people. He reached out to catch a man's fist, raised his leg and kicked him down.

The scene suddenly became more chaotic.

Lin Yi looks in the direction of Ying Hannian in the chaos, but he doesn't look here, and drives away, leaving her trapped.Should be cold year!

Lin Yi bites these three words to pieces in her heart, and looks at Jiang Qixing and his bodyguards.

"Stop! Stop it all! "

Ying Xuefei came to this side in a leisurely way and pushed away the crowd. "No trouble is allowed during Shengqing."

With that, she looked at Lin Yi again and gave way sideways. "Miss Lin, please follow me. Please come inside."

Without hesitation, Lin Yi followed her away from the chaotic crowd and went out. The air around her suddenly became better, and the sound of the tide was heard in the distance.

Ying Xuefei led them into the castle. The castle has a long history. It has been renovated and is more modern. It's European style. It's boring.

Lin Yi watched as she pushed open a door. There was a large reception room inside. The color inside was dark. Even if the light was on in broad daylight, there was a kind of gloomy atmosphere everywhere.

"Miss Lin, please have a seat." Ying Xuefei said, "the old lady and the owner will be there in a minute."

Lin Yi was really tired, so she sat down and didn't touch the tea poured by the servant. Instead, she looked at Ying Xuefei and asked indifferently, "Ying cold year is a man who doesn't have oil and salt. How do you persuade him to be the owner of the house?" Ying Xuefei stood straight on the right side of the throne. Hearing the words, she looked at Lin Yi, "Miss Lin thinks that answering the door is too dirty. Do you know how much wealth there is? The power of yingmen can reach the leadership core of many countries, you know

What does that mean? Who will refuse to answer the door if they can, not to mention the fact that the old lady and the owner are close relatives. "

In Ying Xuefei's view, this is a matter of course.

“……”

Lin Yi looks at her and frowns. She knows that Ying Hannian won't care about the two in front of her, but her relatives

It was Ying Hannian's grandmother in the end, and it was justifiable that he was moved by it.

Ying Hannian doesn't show up, but I'm afraid only she knows how much he cares about his family.

The whole reception room was silent, and the cheers could be heard outside. I don't know how long later, there was a low sound of footsteps outside.

All of them turned their heads and saw Ying Han coming in from the outside with a lazy step. There was no expression on the old lady's face, and her eyes swept solemnly to the crowd.

"Old lady, master." Ying Xuefei and his subordinates immediately bowed their heads.