The rich and powerful: the devil's president haunts

Chapter 474 What he wants is his surrender ([-])

After all, he let go of her hand and let her 'serve' her.

It's just that the hatred in his heart is gradually spreading, and one day, he will definitely return all the hatred and pain to Lu Shi'an.

He believes that this day will never let him wait too long.

……

"No, third brother, open the door quickly! Hurry up!"

Early in the morning, outside the door was Lu Qianyuan's anxious shouting and heavy knocking on the door.

Yan Nuo opened his eyes, took away Lu Qiancheng's big hand on his waist, stepped on a pair of slippers, and walked towards the door in a daze.

"Lu Qiancheng is still sleeping, what's the matter?" Yan Nuo asked aloud.

Lu Qianyuan ignored Yan Nuo, just walked around her and walked directly to Lu Qiancheng's bed.

"Something happened to your son, are you still sleeping here?" Lu Qianyuan said coldly.

"An accident? What happened to Yiran?" Yan Nuo asked as if he had been hit by a bolt from the blue, tugging at Lu Qianyuan's sleeve.

Lu Qiancheng was also awakened by his words, and sat up suddenly from the bed.

"What's up with him?"

"I won't be able to tell for a while. You can go and see for yourself. It's in the back garden."

Before Lu Qiancheng even had time to change into his nightgown, he strode outside. Lu Qianyuan glanced at Yan Nuo, with his hands on his chest, and there was an indescribable meaning in his eyes.

"You've got to take it, the old man has started to act again." After leaving these words, he followed Lu Qiancheng's footsteps and walked out.

Yan Nuo didn't have the time to find out what Lu Qiancheng meant, so he changed his clothes casually and walked towards the place Lu Qianyuan said.

At this time, the back garden is extremely lively.

On a flat place in the garden, there was a long table, on which sat Lu Shi'an, Mu Yuanzhi, Lu Zongheng, and Zhao Ruyan.

Mu Ke and Lu Qianxiu stood behind them, a maid brought tea sets and prepared to serve tea.

Lu Qiancheng and Lu Qianyuan hurried over, but before they could enter, they were stopped by several black-clothed bodyguards a dozen meters away from the long table.

Lu Qianxiu looked in their direction, signaling them not to be impulsive.

A crisp crying sound was particularly piercing in the quiet morning. Lu Qianyuan looked along the source of the sound, and saw a maid holding a child behind Lu Shi'an. Is the child Yiran or who?

What is the old man trying to do?
"Third Young Master Lu, when I saw the elders early in the morning, I didn't even say hello. It seems that I am becoming more and more unruly." At that time, Lu Qiancheng knew that something was going to happen.

"Father, good morning." Even though he is not willing to bow his head now, but with Yiran in their hands, he cannot act rashly.

"En." Lu Shi'an replied in a low voice, picked up the hot tea on the table and took a sip, put down the cup, and looked at his left arm again.

According to the doctor in another hospital, his arm is considered useless, and the chances of it being cured are less than [-]%.

Judging by his appearance this morning, his usual arrogance is a little less, and it seems that he has restrained himself.

Thinking of this, Lu Shi'an nodded in satisfaction.

What he wants is his surrender.

"Father, Yiran..."

Lu Qiancheng was about to speak, but was interrupted mercilessly by Lu Shi'an.

"It's inappropriate to mention your son to me as soon as you open your mouth?"

Lu Qiancheng clenched his fists and pursed his lips, trying to calm down the impulse and anger in his heart.

(End of this chapter)