The First Spoiled Marriage: Mr.Gu, No Way!

She didn't say who she was and didn't involve Beicheng, and she seemed to feel that ah Yan knew these things better than she did.

Feng Yan picked his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "you can say so."

"Don't uproot the headquarters of Qianqiu gate, but Beicheng was photographed being sent to an ambulance nearby."

"Although things have been suppressed, others must have seen what I can see."

"The last time Beicheng picked up the whole Qianqiu gate to save you, they were not very happy at this time. The seventh master appeared in Yaocheng."

"Now that something like this happens, everyone at Qianqiu gate will definitely focus on him."

Speaking of this, Feng Yan frowned lightly, and the color of the fundus of his eyes became different.

"Although the headquarters of Qianqiu gate was destroyed, several important personnel escaped."

"If they unite people from various places, it is not impossible to make a comeback, but not in a short time."

"Your man should not worry about them starting a new stove, but about someone harassing his family behind his back."

After looking at Xia Yinian in the rearview mirror, Feng Yan gave her a reassuring look.

"Don't think too much. He won't let himself go, and I won't let him go."

"Was it planned before Beicheng to send me and grandma away?" Xia Yinian asked softly.

"Yes." Feng Yan nodded.

Xia Yinian bit her lips and didn't cry anymore.

Tears can't help at all. It's just to make her more confident in herself.

"Send me to the base. I won't go back to my home." Xia Yinian said seriously.

In fact, she wanted to say that she was going to meet her man.

However, since his life is not in danger, she'd better not disturb him, because this trip will certainly trouble a lot of people.

Even, let a lot of people deal with the danger.

These are not what Xia Yinian wants to see.

"OK." Feng Yan didn't retort again. He started the car and drove forward for some time and into another road.

Xia Yinian looked out of the window and shrunk his neck. The night began to dry

……

The storm of the whole night had not subsided. The next morning, the whole media broke out.

The Qianqiu gate headquarters has been taken up. This is a big event. Compared with many civilians, it is also a good thing.

But who is so capable? Dare you provoke Qianqiu gate?

Soon, someone left a message on the Internet saying that it was the seventh master of Yecheng, and some even said that a key video had been deleted.

Although Feng Yan has been doing things, he still failed to press things down in time.

This matter involves too much. It seems that someone deliberately put Gu Beicheng up.

Feng Yan finally gave up the prohibition. The more he did, it seemed as if he was implementing this fact.

After flying for nearly three hours, a man in casual clothes drove into a suburban villa in a black car.

After a series of identity verification, Feng Yan met the old man sitting by the lake drinking tea.

"Chief."

"Sit down." the old man waved his hand casually. "What's the hurry to come to me for?"

Feng Yan sat down in the opposite chair with a bad face.

"You should know why I came to you."

"Is this the way you talk to me?" the old man poured an extra cup of tea and looked up at Feng Yan.

The lake was calm, just like the old man's face just now.