Early in the morning, Yan Jing City was still like a sleeping lion. Under the dusky sky, the street lights flickered with a bit of brilliance. The row upon row of skyscrapers formed a distinct and unique contrast with the simple and unadorned ancient city buildings that had experienced the vicissitudes of life.
On the top floor of a foreign five-star hotel in Yan Jing City, in the presidential suite, the lights were dim, but there was no rest for the whole night …
The delicate moans of a woman were mixed with a sharp cry of pain from time to time. But more than that, it was a weak moan of exhaustion, as if she was about to faint.
The whole room was filled with the scent of hormones and the fragrance of the rose perfume on the woman's body.
Suddenly, the woman let out a sharp scream, and then, as if she was sobbing, her voice gradually calmed down.
On the spacious soft bed, the white sheets were stained with all sorts of liquid stains. A beautiful female body was completely exposed to the air, leaning against the chest of a slender and muscular man.
The man's face looked devilishly handsome, and he was also completely naked. With one hand, he grabbed the woman like a doll, and with the other, he casually grabbed a cup of pungent wine from the pear wood bedside table.
The strong smell of alcohol made the woman, who was originally exhausted, frown again, but she didn't dare to show any resentment.
"How is it?" The man drank a mouthful of spicy wine and asked expressionlessly.
The woman, who was a little drowsy, raised her head. After being tormented for the whole night, she was extremely tired, but when she heard the man's question, she immediately perked up.
A delicate oval face faced the man. It was the daughter of the third son of the Tang family, Tang Wan's cousin, Tang Xin!
"After Tang Wan was poisoned, she has been quarantined in the hospital. Grandpa is recuperating at home. He seems to have suffered a blow and entrusted everything to Tang Huang. The family is in a mess," Tang Xin said with a charming smile.
The man sneered, "Now, who are they suspecting?"
Tang Xin said slyly, "Hehe, that bunch of idiots. They thought it was Tang Huang who poisoned her. However, those who support Tang Huang won't say anything. As for those who support Tang Wan, they won't dare to show their faces now that Tang Wan is in such a state. If this continues, it won't be long before the Tang Family falls apart. "
"Hmph," the man snorted coldly.
A trace of hesitation flashed across Tang Xin's eyes, but she still asked, "If you don't ask, will you kill everyone from the Tang family when the matter is resolved?"
This man was Yan Buwen of the Yan Clan!
"Kill? "Why kill?" Yan Buwen asked.
Tang Xin shook her head. "I'm just asking. I'll support you no matter what you want."
As she spoke, Tang Xin's eyes were filled with passion and infatuation. It was as if the man in front of her was her only hope.
Yan Buwen ignored the passionate gaze of the woman in his arms. He tossed the wine glass on the carpet and spanked Tang Xin's plump butt with a loud "Pa!"
"Don't sleep anymore. Hurry back to the Tang Family and keep an eye on the situation," Yan Buwen said coldly.
Tang Xin got up resentfully. "You made me stay awake the whole night. Can't you let me rest in your arms for a while …"
"Why? You think I'm not treating you well?" Yan Buwen sneered.
Tang Xin's face paled. She quickly shook her head. "No, I … I didn't mean that. I'll go back now."
As she spoke, Tang Xin struggled to get up. She endured the pain in her lower body and picked up her clothes from the floor. She slowly put them on. As she put them on, she glanced at the man who was resting on the bed.
After she finished putting on her clothes, Tang Xin pursed her lips and asked, "Don't ask. When the matter is resolved, you'll marry me as your wife, right?"
Yan Buwen opened his eyes and glanced at the woman. "Mhmm."
It sounded like a yes or no, but it made Tang Xin's eyes burn with passion. She bit her lips and pounced on Yan Buwen. She kissed him on the lips and left the presidential suite reluctantly.
When the door closed, Yan Buwen sneered. A hint of passion appeared in his eyes …
"You want me to marry a bitch? Hmph … My woman will only be my goddess …"
…
Beijing, Yang Family's military compound, back garden.
Xuan paper was laid on top of the table with ink on the side.
Yang Gongming was wearing a cotton robe. He was already standing in front of the table, practicing calligraphy with a thick brush made of wolf hair.
Not long after, Yan Sanniang came into the courtyard with a smile on her face. She placed it on the wooden table and watched quietly so as not to disturb Yang Gongming.
Yang Gongming concentrated his Qi and wrote for about ten minutes before putting down the brush.
He turned around and smiled at Yan Sanniang. "Sanniang, my calligraphy has deteriorated recently."
"I can't tell." Yan Sanniang smiled.
"Hehe, I'm getting old and my hands are starting to tremble. Back then, I could hold a heavy machine gun without trembling. Now, I can't even hold a brush steadily. I really can't stand many years of hardships." Yang Gongming sighed.
Yan Sanniang's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness, but she quickly smiled. "Although the brush is trembling, the essence, Qi, and spirit of calligraphy are condensed into an artistic conception. Master's calligraphy is getting better and better."
Yang Gongming waved his hand and didn't say anything else. He walked to the table and picked up his breakfast. After a few mouthfuls, he asked, "Is Yang Cheng here?"
Yan Sanniang nodded. "I received the news and he rushed over to Beijing this morning. I think he should be here by now."
"There's something fishy about the Tang Family. But no matter what, the Tang Family is the most important among the four major families. We can't just sit back and do nothing. I believe that the Li and Ning family are already paying attention to this," Yang Gongming said. "If Yang Cheng can save her, that would be great. If not, you should go and take a look. Maybe you can save her."
Yan Sanniang nodded. "Don't worry, Master. Miss Tang is not in danger."
"Tang Zhechen's granddaughter would be a good girl if she didn't have a daughter. Although the seniority is a little messy, it's a pity." Yang Gongming sighed.
Yan Sanniang pursed her lips and smiled. "Young Master Chen has a lot of women by his side. If it wasn't for the fact that things are different now, I wouldn't be able to stand it."
Yang Gongming burst into laughter. After a while, he said, "Let him be. I'm already so old, I'll just pretend that I'm muddle-headed. He can do whatever he wants with the children. It's his own ability to have women by his side. But if he were to enter the Yang Family in the future, there shouldn't be a lot of them. "
"Master, you seem to be very confident that Young Master Chen will return to the family," Yan Sanniang said curiously.
Yang Gongming shook his head. "I'm not confident. I'm just mentally prepared for him to return."
As he spoke, Yang Gongming pointed at the calligraphy that he had written and said, "Sanniang, please take care of Yang Cheng's activities in Beijing. There will be many people who know that he is coming to Beijing. If anything happens, let me know immediately. Pass the calligraphy to him when there's a chance. "
Yan Sanniang looked at the words that had just dried and nodded her head in understanding.
At the same time, at the Beijing International Airport, Yang Cheng, who had just walked out of the arrival terminal with Sky Dragon and Ye Zi, felt an itch in his nose and almost sneezed.
"Damn it, it seems like a lot of people are talking about me," Yang Cheng mumbled to himself. He looked around and asked Sky Dragon, "Hey, Sky Dragon, where are the people who are picking us up? My time is precious."
Sky Dragon sighed and pointed at an Infiniti QX56 black SUV that was parked not far away. He said, "It's over there. How would we dare to neglect a living Buddha like you?"
Yang Cheng nodded in satisfaction and patted Sky Dragon's shoulder. "Good service. I'll talk to General Cai and give you a raise."
Ye Zi pouted. "Brother Yang, we don't get paid."
"What?!" Yang Cheng was shocked. "Yellow Flame Iron Brigade is so pitiful. You don't even get paid for your work?! Tsk tsk, forget it. Find a chance to quit Yellow Flame Iron Brigade and join me. My entertainment company is still lacking security guards and receptionists. It's good that you're here. "
As he finished speaking, Yang Cheng ran to the SUV with a smile, ignoring Sky Dragon and Ye Zi's pale and green faces. He opened the door and got in.
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