Chapter 1327
Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let's Get Married
Translator: 549690339
Yue tingfeng shook his head, determined not to leave.âThe company is important, but itâs not as important as my wife. I feel like Iâm very useful today. You see, thereâs a lot of trouble around you. How can I not worry about you?â
He was not present when Yan qingsi was kidnapped by Zeng nianren. After that, whenever he thought about it, he would feel a lingering fear. These few nights, he would sometimes wake up from his dreams and the first thing he did when he woke up was to look at Yan qingsi.
Fortunately, she was still there.
Yue tingfeng did not want to be separated from his wife after only a few days.
Yan qingsi pinched his nose.âZeng kerenâs been taken care of. Thereâs nothing else to worry about.â
âBy the way, Zeng keren, what do you want to do? This woman hates you. â
Yan qingsi did not care much about Zeng keren now. She said,ââSheâs crippled and useless. She hates me, but she doesnât dare to kill me. Itâs like someone giving you a gun but you canât even lift it.â
âDonât be too careless. Even if Zeng keren is crippled, the Zeng family ... Is still intact, right?â
âIâll never be the one to destroy the Zeng family!â
Yue tingfeng nodded. That was true. Their sly uncle would never let the Zeng family off the hook.
The answer was, of course not.
How could Xia Anlan bear to let the Zeng family off?
Over the past few days, Yu Chi had made sure to get the whole truth out of Zeng nianrenâs death. Even if the Zeng family knew that Zeng nianren had been killed by Xia Anlanâs men, they could do nothing about it. No matter how much he wanted to investigate, the only evidence he could find was what Xia Anlan had shown him. All of it was ... Zeng nianrenâs unnatural death. The cause was his drug addiction acting up and him being injected with drugs.| Overdosed.
If Zeng Jiaxing were to hand over the evidence, he would be courting death in front of the entire nation.
Therefore, even if his son died, Zeng chengyong could only grit his teeth and bear with it. Even the funeral and burial were done in silence, not daring to make a sound.
Xia Anlan had been sending people to monitor the Zeng family 24 hours a day.
Yuchi had to report to him every day.
âWhat have you been doing these days?â
âHeâs very honest,â Yuchi replied.âHe goes to work as usual, and heâs even more diligent than before.â
Xia Anlan signed his name, picked up the pen cap, and closed it. âGood acting! Continue to monitor. â
âYes! Sir, thereâs one more thing. Weâve tried to plant a bug in the Zeng family and Zeng chengyongâs office, but ... We didnât succeed. â
âThatâs normal. Have you arranged for someone to enter the Zeng family?â
Zeng chengyong was also a wily old fox. How could he not know that he had installed an anti-interference device in his home and office? the more the Yue clanâs secrets were known, the more they were worried that others would find out.
âYes,â Yuchi nodded.âBut ... Theyâre not new.â
âWho is it?â
âThe Zeng familyâs ... Butler.â
Yue tingfeng nodded. This was okay.
âToday, Zeng keren said she was going to commit suicide on set,â Yuchi continued.âMiss went to stop her. She struggled and managed to cut Mr. Yue.â
âPa!â Xia Anlan slammed the fountain pen down.âYou really donât want to stop ...â
Suddenly, his expression changed. Yuchi also felt that something was wrong. He immediately turned around and sneaked to the door. Then, he suddenly opened it.
The person outside the door lost his support and fell in. Yuchi quickly caught him.
âMy ... Wife!â
Xia Anlan thought to himself,âthis is bad.â He waved his hand to signal Yuchi to leave.
Yuchi couldnât wait to leave.
After closing the door, Mrs. Yueâs eyes turned red.âWhy didnât you tell me that my son was injured?â
âIâm just afraid that youâll be worried. Heâs not seriously injured ...â
âNot heavy? Arenât you worried that heâs not your son? arrange a car for me, Iâm leaving now ...â
Xia Anlan pulled her back.âMeimei, isnât your son my son as well?â Youâll have to call me dad sooner or later. â
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It was the last day of the National Day holiday, and also the last day of the doubling of monthly votes. The girls rummaged through their pockets. What if there was one? donât miss it!