You Are My Rare Passion

His face turned blue with anger, he was trembling all over, and he dialed a number with trembling fingers.

Soon, the phone was connected, and a lazy voice rang in his ear: "Son, why did you think of calling Dad?"

"Yan Wenqing!" Duan Yan's face was pale with anger, and he asked furiously, "Did you put the poison on Fifth Brother's body? Do you still remember what I told you? If you dare to hurt Fifth Brother and Bei Bei, I will never forgive you!"

"Son, you wronged Dad," Yan Wenqing said innocently, "I can assure you that I never poisoned Gu Junzhu... What, is Gu Junzhu poisoned? It shouldn't be! Gu Wuye is not a special soldier Wang, is he famous all over the world? He is so powerful, how could someone successfully poison him? Are you mistaken?"

"Stop pretending!" Duan Yanbing roared, "Where are you? I want to see you! I want to see you now!"

"Son, do you miss Dad?" Yan Wenqing said cheerfully, "It just so happens that Dad misses you too. Dad sent you the location. Are you coming now? I'll let the kitchen prepare breakfast for you!"

"I'll go there right away," Duan Yanbing said viciously, "You wait! If Brother Wu poisoned you, I won't let you go, just wait for me!"

He hung up the phone harshly, changed his clothes and went out.

According to the location sent by Yan Wenqing, Duan Yanbing drove to a manor in the suburbs.

His car drove up to the gate, the gate opened automatically, his car drove straight in, and stopped at the steps in front of the living room.

Before the car stopped, he jumped out of the car and rushed into the living room angrily.

Yan Wenqing was sitting on the sofa in the living room drinking tea.

Duan Yanbing rushed to Yan Wenqing's side, grabbed Yan Wenqing's collar, and dragged him up from the sofa. In the other hand, a dagger had slipped out of the cuff and aimed at Yan Wenqing's neck.

His eyes were scarlet, and he glared at Yan Wenqing angrily: "Stop quibbling! No matter how much you quibble, I know that you must have plotted against Fifth Brother! Why? Why don't you let me go? Do you know that when you accompany Wu The days with brother and Beibei are the most comfortable and happiest time in my life, why do you insist on destroying it? Yan Wenqing, don’t you feel happy to see me doing well? You insist on destroying my life? Forced into a lunatic, a pervert, right?"

He roared angrily, his expression frantic.

Yan Wenqing frowned, raised his hand and patted him on the back, "Son, Dad is doing it for your own good, really..."

"You are enough!" Duan Yanbing waved his hand violently, and roared angrily: "For my good? If you are really for my good, where were you when my mother and I were bullied? I was sick, Where were you when my mother couldn't afford the medical bills and went out to sing and sell? Where were you when my mother was sent by Zhao Manlu? Yan Wenqing, you are a beast, do you know that? You are a beast! "

"Stop it!" Yan Wenqing pushed him away violently, staggered back a few steps, fell down on the sofa, hugged his head, and shook his head vigorously, "Stop it... Yan Bing... stop it... "

Duan Yanbing stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and handed the phone to him: "Tell me, which one is the antidote? Which one is the antidote that can cure Fifth Brother's poison?"

"I don't know!" Yan Wenqing shook his head with distracted eyes, "Yan Bing, Dad really doesn't know... Dad is for your own good... Dad wants to make up for you... Dad missed your mother... Dad lived alone... Dad I don't want you to suffer like me!"