Hundreds of billions of new wives: Yin Shao, don't be cold

Chapter 167 Don't Look, He's My Man! (1)

Yin Zhenyun's phone call came quickly, and Yin Ansheng was quickly called home.

After hanging up the phone, Yin Ansheng changed his clothes and left the hotel.

When I met Su Lanshan at the door, she followed the two bodyguards with a pale face, "Mr. Yin—"

"I'll take care of this matter. I'll give you a week off and go to the company to get rid of the work at hand."

After Yin Ansheng explained, he got into the car and left without stopping any longer.

Su Lanshan chased after a few steps, stopped and looked at his retreating back, and muttered to herself: "I really don't know what's going on, you have to trust me."

After Yin Ansheng left, the bodyguard ignored Su Lanshan and left.

The phone rang, and Su Lanshan picked it up.

"What's up?"

The relationship between Liang Qiluo and Su Lanshan was pretty good before Liang Qiluo and Yin Ansheng broke up, but since they broke up, the two sisters have become like enemies.

Liang Qiluo didn't know what she said on the phone, Su Lanshan was so angry that she dropped the bag in her hand, and the contents of the bag were scattered all over the floor.

"Liang Qiluo, you bitch! Do you think Yin Ansheng is your plaything? When you hooked up with another man, you kicked him away. Now that man doesn't want you, you come back to him again. You are so confident He still loves you? Let's make your dream come true! Slut!"

Su Lanshan pressed the hang up button hard, bent down to pick up the things on the ground, and strode away with her bag.

……

Yin Ansheng returned to the old house. Just as he reached the door, an unknown object flew over. He couldn't dodge it in time and hit it on the forehead.

"Bangdang-"

Something fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"You bastard, you still have the face to come back!"

Yin Zhenyun's scolding sound followed, and he picked up another teacup and threw it at him.

This time, Yin Ansheng dodged away.

He took a few steps to the living room, sat down on the opposite sofa, glanced at the furious old man lightly, and said unhurriedly: "It's not good for your health to lose your temper when you're older."

"You, you..." Yin Zhenyun was so angry that his lips trembled, and this time he directly picked up the water bottle.

The nanny standing beside her turned pale with fright, "Master, you can't do it! You can't do it! This is the boiling water I just poured!"

Yin Zhenyun snorted coldly, and forcefully put the kettle on the table. The water splashed out and landed on the back of Yin Ansheng's hand. He glanced down, but did not wipe it off.

The nanny hurriedly put away the tea set and took it away, for fear that the father and son would start a big fight.

Since the vase was dropped last time, basically everything that could be easily dropped in the living room has been put away by the nanny.

Yin Zhenyun searched for a long time, but couldn't find anything to hit someone. In a hurry, he tore off the slippers from his feet and threw them on Yin Ansheng's body, then pulled another one and smashed them on Yin Ansheng's face.

Even though it was just a soft slipper, it was quite powerful when hit on the face, not to mention hitting the bridge of the nose.

Yin Ansheng's face darkened immediately, and he didn't care about his father, his temper suddenly flared up.

"When you've had enough trouble, stop for a while!"

"You, you still dare to yell at me!" Yin Zhenyun jumped up, angry like a child being bullied, his face flushed with anger, "You unfilial son! Kneel down to the ancestral hall for me Go and reflect! Don't get up without my permission!"

Yin Ansheng glanced at his father indifferently, did not continue to contradict him, got up and went to the ancestral hall.

"Bastard! How mad at me! Ouch! Ouch—"

After Yin Ansheng left, Yin Zhenyun suddenly clutched his chest and cried out in pain.

(End of this chapter)