Almighty is a real daughter, her vest has been torn down again

I just told you thousands of times at noon. Mr. Yan knew why he was calling now without having to answer the phone.

The ringtone was like a crazy reminder to him of what happened in this corner not long ago.

Lao Mu and his group had just finished slapping him in the face with their front kicks, when Lao Feng struck him again with their back kicks.

Caught in the middle, he suddenly felt an uncomfortable feeling that life would be worse than death.

What a mess!

Mr. Yan was angry and his tone was not much better:

"Hang up and get back to the car first!"

This is not a place for conversation either.

The assistant immediately hung up the phone.

Who knows, in less than two seconds, the other party dialed over again without mercy.

The assistant glanced at his old man, pressed the phone without saying anything, set the speed to silent, and put the phone in his pocket.

"Old man, can I help you?"

Mr. Yan pushed his hand away.

"Need not."

After a pause, he said again:

"Give me your phone."

The assistant complied.

There was an incoming call on the phone screen.

Mr. Yan glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze.

"Let's go."

The assistant followed silently.

Mr. Yan didn't reply until the car parked back in Yan's courtyard.

"dad!"

As soon as Mr. Yan got out of the car, a middle-aged man in his fifties walked out of the room.

He quickly came to Mr. Yan's side and took over from the life assistant to support the old man.

"Uncle Mu said that you went to Jiang's to see an old knee problem. Why didn't you tell us? I had a rest this afternoon! What's going on...Why do you look so bad? Did the doctor say something?"

Mr. Yan was silent for a while before speaking stiffly:
"Recently, try to be on guard against those houses, and be careful of anyone stumbling upon you."

Although the few old guys are still powerful, they are retired after all. Except for the Xiang family, the influence of the others in the officialdom is not what it used to be.

His Yan family is not afraid!
The middle-aged man was stunned at first, and then his eyes widened in shock.

"Dad? What news did you hear? Which family are those?!"

Mr. Yan directly ignored his first question and said:
"Just the ones close to Mu Yongshan! Don't ask too much, just listen to what I say!"

After saying that, he walked quickly into the house without explaining anything.

When the middle-aged man heard the words "Muyongshan", he felt like he was struck by lightning.

There are also large and small factions in the compound. Most of the factions only have political differences and are not hostile. They usually meet in the compound and the atmosphere is harmonious, not much different from ordinary residents.

I don’t know how much stronger this relationship is than the plastic relationship outside.

There are very few people who truly stand in extreme opposition.

However, Mr. Yan’s attitude and tone were... shaky, which obviously meant extreme opposition!

The ones that are close to Muyong Mountain!
Aren’t those the majority of the families in the courtyard!
What's the difference between saying this and asking him to guard against everyone!
If that were the case, he simply wouldn't have to do it!

"Dad! Don't leave yet! Please tell me clearly what happened!"

Mr. Yan didn't stop for a step, entered the study room before he caught up with him, and locked the door with a bang.

No longer paying attention to the movement outside, he took a long breath and took out his mobile phone.

There were three missed calls on it, the last one half an hour ago.

Sighing, he clicked Callback. As soon as I got through, I was picked up.

"Lao Yan? What's going on?"

Listening to the questioning tone over there, Mr. Yan felt a little dissatisfied.

When a person reaches old age, why do those bonds that he thought were unbreakable suddenly break?

That stingy Mu Yongshan is mostly responsible, and Feng Shujun also has an unshirkable part of the responsibility!

"What's going on? It's just that! Lao Feng, I will try my best this time. Anyway, I can't move the child, and there is nothing I can do! Don't come to me again about this matter!"

On the other side of the phone, Mr. Feng had already had a vague premonition when no one answered his three calls, but he still couldn't accept it after hearing it with his own ears.

"Lao Yan, please speak clearly! She won't listen to you, but she will listen to Mu Yongshan, right?"

Mr. Yan laughed.

"Do you think Mu Yongshan will be easier to fool! Then do you know what Mu Yongshan said to me?!"

"He wants to be the enemy of my Yan family! Just because of that yellow-haired girl of unknown origin! He has lost all our decades of friendship!"

"Did I do anything? I didn't do anything! That girl was still sitting in the office! It made me seem like an unforgivable sin! Several people scolded me..."

As if venting, Mr. Yan poured out his dissatisfaction on the phone.

He said everything that could and could not be said without hesitation.

On the other side of the phone, Mr. Feng also fell silent for a while, not knowing what to say.

He also said that Mu Yongshan had stopped taking care of things a long time ago, but now he was wary of Lao Yan from the beginning.

Lao Yan is also stupid. He has so many excuses to drive away Mu Yongshan, but instead of finding one, he drags everyone together and makes such a big fuss... This can be regarded as indirectly breaking up with the Feng family!

This idiot!

After hanging up the meaningless phone call, Mr. Feng threw away the phone and sat weakly on the sofa, staring blankly ahead.

He could no longer see clearly the road to the Feng family.

If this continues...

At this time, the housekeeper quickly walked in from the outside with the receiver in hand, handed it to Mr. Feng respectfully, and reminded in a low voice:

"Sir, there's a phone number."

"The other person claimed to be Mrs. Rose's assistant."

Mr. Feng was so energetic that he quickly sat up and took the receiver from the butler's hand.

"Hey?"

Perhaps it was a matter of different languages, but the voice on the other end of the receiver sounded arrogant and rude:
"Is this the head of the Feng family?"

Mr. Feng frowned.

"I am you--"

The other party didn't give him a chance to speak and said bluntly:
"My boss has waited for the Feng family to give an explanation. He has waited long enough, and the Feng family still has not expressed anything... My boss asked me to tell the head of the Feng family that since the Feng family has not expressed anything, my boss will seek a response for himself. It’s fair, I’d like to convey this to you, if I offend you in the future, please contact Haihan!”

Mr. Feng was shocked and said quickly:
"No! My nephew was seriously injured, and-"

Before he finished speaking, there was only a "beep" sound in his ears.

Obviously, the other party was not here for a casual chat, but only made the call to give a notice.

There is no room for negotiation.

Mr. Feng held the receiver and smashed it out, his face turned livid.

A foreign group dared to speak nonsense in front of him!
Outrageous!

The housekeeper was so frightened that he didn't dare to take a breath for a while and stood there, feeling uneasy.

Mr. Feng shouted:
"Prepare the car!"

The housekeeper trembled and responded quickly:

"Yes! Master, where are you going?"

"Jiang Family!" (End of Chapter)