After exiting the TV station, Yang Cheng stood in the empty parking lot and looked up at the sky …
As always, the sky was gray, and there was no sign of blue.
Hurried footsteps could be heard from behind. Yang Chen smiled and turned around to face Lin Ruoxi who came out with him.
Lin Ruoxi's hair was slightly messy and her face was slightly red because she walked too fast. When she saw the strange expression on Yang Cheng's face, she suddenly realized that she had been worried that he might have suffered a terrible shock. That was why she hurried to follow him. She had expressed her thoughts too clearly.
"You … What are you laughing at?" Lin Ruoxi tried to make herself look as cold as possible.
Yang Cheng did not expose her. He sighed softly and said, "I might not be able to watch the whole show. Congratulate Hui Lin on my behalf after the competition. I have something urgent to deal with now."
Lin Ruoxi went silent for a while and nodded. "Got it."
Yang Cheng grinned. "You are really my good wife."
Lin Ruoxi rolled her eyes at him and did not say anything. She was not afraid that Yang Cheng would do something crazy after hearing him say that with such a cheeky smile.
Yang Cheng really did not want to do anything crazy. He just suddenly thought that Yang Lie would not come to Zhonghai alone. Otherwise, he would be too daring. After all, he was almost beaten to death by him the last time. If he dared to come and provoke him, he must have someone to rely on.
In Yang Lie's opinion, there was only one person who had the ability to rely on — Yang Pojun.
He guessed that Yang Lie thought that he would be in awe of Yang Pojun. He probably did not know what happened in the military camp. Yang Pojun probably wouldn't bring up the fact that he couldn't kill her with a gun.
So, according to this logic, if Yang Pojun was not with Yang Lie, where would he be now …
Thinking about this, Yang Cheng drove the BMW back home. If there was no accident, the first thing that Yang Pojun would think of after losing the election should be to look for Guo Xuehua.
After all, to Yang Pojun, the glory of the Yang Family was extremely important. But the hostess, Guo Xuehua, had been wandering around. This should be a fact that he could not accept. At the very least, he definitely did not want Guo Xuehua to be with his son who had a falling out with him.
When he arrived at the quiet residential area, the car slowly stopped outside the big mansion. Yang Cheng got out and immediately saw a dark green military vehicle parked outside the big iron gate.
However, what made Yang Cheng feel lucky was that Yang Pojun and his two guards had just gotten out of the military jeep.
Yang Pojun was not wearing his usual military uniform. Instead, he was wearing a light gray jacket. He looked a little less sharp than before. Thinking about it, the loss of the election was a huge blow to this man who yearned for power and had been fighting for it.
When Yang Cheng saw Yang Pojun and the others, Yang Pojun naturally saw Yang Cheng, who got out of the car at the same time.
The two were father and son, but they did not have the slightest joy of meeting relatives. Instead, they both looked a little indifferent. Even Yang Pojun's face looked a little sullen.
Yang Cheng walked slowly to the gate and blocked Yang Pojun's way. He did not say anything, but he looked at Yang Pojun without backing down.
Seeing how Yang Cheng did not take him seriously, Yang Pojun was furious. However, he knew that he did not have the ability to use force in front of this young man. His face was slightly twisted as he said, "You have no reason to stop me from seeing my wife."
"You failed the election, and she did not go to see you. You should be very clear that she does not want to see you," Yang Cheng said lightly.
"You …" Yang Pojun was tongue-tied. He was indeed very angry that Guo Xuehua did not care about his situation. Therefore, he could not help but want to see Guo Xuehua and ask her what was going on.
Yang Pojun was so angry that his teeth itched. He clenched his fists and said, "Where I want to go and who I want to see is not something you can control."
"This is my home. I just don't want people I don't want to see to enter." Yang Cheng replied.
"Your home? Hmph, "Yang Pojun sneered," Is this house yours? As far as I know, all your assets belong to Lin Ruoxi. "
"Lin Ruoxi is my woman, so these are all mine." Yang Cheng said carelessly. He was not afraid of using his fists. He was even less afraid of using his mouth to talk. His greatest strength was that he was shameless.
Yang Pojun was obviously helpless against such a shameless statement. He was extremely puzzled. Why did Yang Cheng coincidentally return here when he had just arrived? If he knew that Yang Lie didn't go earlier or later, but went to see Yang Cheng at that time, he would probably be half dead from anger.
However, since he had come, he couldn't just go back like that. If he really did that, he would really lose all face!
Yang Pojun glared at Yang Cheng fiercely and extended his hand to the guard beside him.
The guard immediately took out a phone and handed it to Yang Pojun.
"It's not up to you to decide whether to see him or not." Yang Pojun said in a low voice and was about to make a call.
Obviously, before coming here, Yang Pojun had already found the phone number of this house.
Yang Cheng laughed mockingly. He gently raised his hand and flicked a finger at the phone in Yang Pojun's hand!
"Pah!"
The phone was sent flying by an inexplicable force and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces!
Yang Pojun and the two bodyguards immediately broke out in a cold sweat, unable to react!
To him, Yang Cheng's casual true qi was as easy as playing house, but to Yang Pojun and the other soldiers, it was something that they could only hope to do. Even if they knew that there were some martial arts experts in the country, they usually seemed illusory.
Now, Yang Cheng's casual finger made them think that if this kung fu was aimed at their head or some other part of their body, wouldn't it be as easy as a blink of an eye to kill them!?
Previously at the military camp, he had actually seen Yang Cheng's strength, but now that he was doing it again, it still made Yang Pojun break out in a cold sweat.
"You … Do you think that just because your martial arts are good, I will be afraid of you!? In front of the army, any martial arts expert is just cannon fodder! "Yang Pojun was almost roaring as he angrily rebuked.
Yang Cheng spread out his hands, "Whatever you think, I'm just thinking, if you guys don't leave, should I blow up the four tires of your car?"
Yang Pojun pointed at Yang Cheng, his face pale with anger, but he couldn't say anything.
At this moment, at the corner of the road not far away, a white Lincoln limousine drove over. This kind of car was extremely rare in Hua Xia, and was definitely not as common as it was in Western countries.
When the Lincoln stopped next to Yang Pojun's military car, Yang Pojun's face suddenly became serious.
Yang Cheng didn't know who this person was, but to him, it didn't matter who it was. As long as it was a troublemaker, he would kick them all away.
Two bodyguards in suits quickly got out of the Lincoln and opened the door in the middle.
A young man wearing a white Armani suit and a pair of Gucci pink and black sunglasses, his hair was combed and shiny, and he slowly got out of the car with a cigar in his hand.
Behind the young man, a grey-haired old man wearing a butler's uniform, with a lot of wrinkles on his face, bowed respectfully.
"Yo, yo, yo, look, look who this is, isn't this … Not long after losing the election, losing his wife, and rumored to have a bastard … Commander Yang!?"
The young man's rough voice sounded like a male duck, but what he said made the veins on Yang Pojun's forehead twitch.
Yang Cheng frowned. This man's tone made it seem like he didn't respect Yang Pojun at all. One should know that Yang Pojun was a general with military power, and the Yang Family was one of the four big families of Hua Xia. Even if Yang Pojun was not elected to the Standing Committee, he wouldn't be ridiculed so easily.
Moreover, this young man knew that Guo Xuehua had left Yang Pojun, and the "bastard" he mentioned was most likely himself.
It seemed that his relationship with the Yang Family couldn't be concealed for some reason. At least, some of the higher-ups should know about it. Yang Pojun's failure to be elected probably had something to do with this.
"Yan Buxue, the Yan Family is the Yan Family because of your grandfather, Yan Buwen, and your brother, Yan Qingtian. Don't go too far, or I'll shoot you!"
Yang Pojun gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice.
Yang Cheng suddenly realized that this guy was Yan Buxue, the second son of the Yan Family, who had been sending flowers to Christen and asking to meet her.
According to Lin Ruoxi, the current Yan Family was no less powerful than the four big families. After Yan Qingtian became the vice-chairman of the military commission, the Yan Family's strength had increased greatly. Moreover, the high-end scientific research of Hua Xia was almost entirely dependent on Yan Buwen, who was a genius. Therefore, it was understandable that Yan Buxue, who was a spoiled brat, behaved like a spoiled brat.
The reason why he suddenly came here today might be because Christen had pushed the responsibility of not letting him see her to him, so he came to look for him.
Although Yang Pojun said that he would "shoot you", if he really had the ability and guts, why would he say such nonsense?
What he said just now was enough reason for Yang Pojun to pull out his gun.
Although Yan Buxue was a spoiled brat, he was also a smart person. He knew that Yang Pojun would not dare to do anything to him, so he laughed and said, "Commander Yang, you want to shoot me? Sure! Do you want me to ask my brother to lend you an atomic bomb? Haha … "
Yang Pojun's face was extremely ugly, but he could not say anything.
Yang Cheng felt a little sorry for him. This man was considered a big boss, but now he was being bullied and could not do anything about it. It could be seen how cruel the power struggle between political parties was. Even if the Yang Family had an old man like Yang Gongming, there was no guarantee that the people below would always be able to stand up straight.
Even Yang Pojun was humiliated by Yan Buxue, who was a nobody, not to mention the other subordinates of the Yang Family.
Every dog has its day. No one could guarantee that a family would be glorious forever. As the leader of a family, there were many times when he would do anything for the sake of his face …
Yang Cheng sighed in his heart, but he did not expect that Yan Buxue, who had humiliated Yang Pojun and felt that it was not enough, had already set his eyes on him …
"Hey? Look at you, you look a little similar to Old Yang. Could it be that you're the little bastard from the Yang clan who's been spreading like wildfire in Beijing recently? "Yan Buxue held a cigar in his mouth as he looked at Yang Chen from head to toe with a faint smile.
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