Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

After the fight, he fell to the chair behind him, and his whole face was blue.

Jiang Qinglian realized the seriousness of the disorder, and felt that the distressed son was not the first priority at this time. She looked at Yan Weiye and asked anxiously, "What happened?"

Yan Weiye pointed his finger at Ru Nan, his voice and hands were shaking. "The accident in Rongsheng's project was planned by your good son and son, and he will destroy Rongsheng."

"What?" Jiang Qinglian was shocked. She opened her mouth and looked at Xiang Yanruan in disbelief. "Runan, is your father saying that for real?"

Yan Runan raised his chin and did not deny, "Yes, I just want to ruin Rongsheng. Without Rongsheng, I see what you take to raise your two wild species outside."

Jiang Qinglian heard the words and raised her hand, but after all, she was still not willing to fight, and a little tear appeared in her eyes, "Runan!"

Yan Runan was distressed. "Mom, you have suffered so many grievances."

At this point, Yan Weiye regained a little energy, looking at Yan Runan, and said sadly: "Yan Runan, do you know what you have done? You know how much effort your grandma has paid to be prosperous today ?"

"So what?" Yan Runan said coldly, "I think if grandma is alive, she will never let those two wild species enter the door of the linguist. What qualifications do you have to talk to us now?"

He looked at Yan Weiye, and his eyes were full of hate.

Yan Weiye growled, "I'm your father."

"My dad?" Yan Runan sneered, "when you betrayed my mother, you desperately tried to get those two wild species into the verbalist, and you wanted to get them right, you have lost the qualification to discipline me . "

"Presumptuous, who gave you such a big right?" Yan Weiye shot up the case, reached out to fight Yan Runan, was stopped by Jiang Qinglian, "Weiye, you calm down first, you get angry, hit him, problem Can it be solved? "

Yan Weiye sneered, "Of course it can't be solved, he's just waiting to go to jail."

Hearing the words, Jiang Qinglian was panicked and overwhelmed, reaching out and holding Yan Weiye's arm and begging him, "Weiye, I don't want Nan to go to jail, you think of a way to save him."

Yan Weiye frowned coldly, "Don't go to jail? Save him? What about the four innocent lives?"

Jiang Qinglian said, "So you quickly find a way, do you really want to see our son go to jail?"

Yan Weiye was still cold, without moving.

Jiang Qinglian was chilling. She looked at him with a bit of despair. "I have told you great things in my life, I have done my best to you, what are you doing to me? Now I beg you to help me keep my son, you help Don't help? "

Yan Weiye reached out and clasped her shoulders, and said earnestly, "Jiang Qinglian, you are more rational."

"If you don't help, I'll go to Yansan, he always has a way." Jiang Qinglian pushed away the great cause of the word, and took a big step away from Meteor.

Yan Weiye quickly followed, "Qing Lian!"

...

The plane at night was still a while before boarding, and the words were sitting in the VIP lounge.

Yan Rusheng casually flipped through a magazine in his hand. When he reached for the water glass, his eyes casually glanced at the vividness sitting next to him.

She stared down at her mobile phone screen, frowning, her thoughts seemed to be out of her mind.

He leaned over his head and said, "What are you so absorbed in?"