Yan Jinxiu held the phone and walked out of the study scoldingly towards Nan Wenshu and Yan Zheng's bedrooms.

"Knock-knock-knock-knock-"

"Clap clap-"

"boom--"

"Dad, don't sleep, get up, I have something important to tell you!"

...

From the beginning, he knocked on the door with anger, then gradually increased his strength and finally kicked violently with his feet.

The knock on the door was loud and loud, and it was difficult to make people not pay attention.

"Crack-"

Yan Jinxiu kicked the door and the room door opened shortly after.

Yan Zheng stood at the door, with majestic anger on his elegant face, and the breath of the mountains and rain was strong and terrifying.

Staring at the person in front of him with sharp eyes, "Stinky boy, are you going to rebel at night? Are you itchy and want to be hanged and beaten? Believe it or not, I kicked you out?"

"You'd better have something important to do, or you'll be waiting to go to school!"

Faced with his father's anger, Yan Jinxiu felt the same suffocation in his heart.

He couldn't bear to swallow his anger and opened his mouth, "Sleep, sleep, and sleep again, your daughter will be taken away by a wicked wolf cub. Just now, Fu Shimo successfully proposed to my sister!"

Yan Jinxiu's tone was filled with anger, and if this fellow dared to speak like this in the past, he would definitely be beaten up.

But at this moment, Yan Zheng was so shocked that he didn't have the time to worry about his son's tone and attitude.

He took a deep breath. "What did you just say? Repeat it for me."

In the business world, Yan Zheng, who has always been known as the old fox who did not change his face when Mount Tai collapsed, was burning with anger at this moment, and his hands were clenched into fists.

Yan Jinxiu snorted coldly, "Just now, Fu Shimo successfully proposed to your daughter Yan Zhixu, and now there is a fallout on Weibo!"

These words gave Yan Zheng a blow to the head.

His hands were clenched into fists, and he could clearly hear the soft sound of bones, which was extraordinarily infiltrating.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"It's really good!!!"

This kid is really brave.

I originally wanted to keep my daughter by my side for a few more years, but who would have thought that someone would rob her now.

Yan Zheng said several "good" words in a row, and the anger in his heart was burning like a prairie prairie.

"Why are you still standing there? Could it be that your head has been stolen by the door? Let's go!"

He slammed the bedroom door angrily, and the curse words blurted out like a machine gun.

Yan Jinxiu strode downstairs.

When passing by the door, I glanced at the mop in the corner, took off the rod with the thick forearm, took it in my hand and rushed out of the prosperous palace.

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in the bedroom.

Nan Wenshu danced happily on the bed when she heard what her son said in a loud voice.

After a moment of happiness, a basin of cold water quickly quenched the frenzy in my heart.

Nan Wenshu was worried, "Wait, they won't make trouble, right?"

Although my husband seems to have a good temper these years, he was very wild when he was young.

What's more, the grumpy young son left with him. Yan Jinxiu was a school bully, and he never lost a fight.

Nan Wenshu's lips trembled, "Don't let these two worry-free people kill you."

A Xu had finally met someone he liked and he was so good, so what if they were beaten by their father and son.

"No, they can't be allowed to mess around!"

Nan Wenshu lifted the quilt, put on her slippers and just walked out of the bedroom door, thinking of her eldest son who has always been calm and graceful.

She rushed to the door of Yan Huaibi's bedroom and knocked on the door. After the door was opened, she briefly told him the matter, and then ran out of the prosperous mansion with her son in her hands.