Eternal Son-in-law

The show had just started and both sides had yet to reveal their trump cards, so it was quite a pity for them to just die like that.    

"I heard she was carried into the ambulance while lying down, and Su Yun as well. They both entered the hospital while lying down."    

Yan Lyu sneered. He wished that the two leaders of the Xiao and Su families would both die at the same time.    

"Are they all lying down …"    

Chu Wensheng's eyes suddenly flashed with a coldness that was completely opposite to the harmless face, "I guess Chu Xinghe should be arriving soon?"    

Almost there?    

Yan Lyu's happy face froze, "Where are we?"    

Just as he finished speaking, there was already a slight movement outside the living room.    

"Young master …" "Yes, why don't you let me know?"    

Several attendants lowered their heads, not daring to raise their heads from beginning to end.    

"Oh? "Since when has my younger brother, whom I rarely see, decided to report to me?" Chu Xinghe asked with an unfriendly tone.    

His eyes seemed to be filled with an unquenchable fury. His entire person seemed to have sunk into a kind of "you get within three feet of me, I want your dog life" aura.    

"Young master —"    

"Hmm?" Chu Xinghe raised his eyebrows and two cold glints appeared in his eyes.    

When the waiters saw this, they were so frightened that with a "putong" sound, they kneeled down.    

"Calm down young master, calm down!"    

"Why aren't you guys moving!?"    

It was unknown when the living room door opened, but Chu Wensheng walked up to him and said enthusiastically, "Brother, it's so late, why are you here?"    

"Why am I here?"    

Hearing Chu Wensheng lower his voice in greeting, Chu Xinghe's expression eased a little, "I have something to talk to you about."    

Then, without even asking Chu Wensheng, he walked into the living room.    

"You may leave."    

Chu Wensheng's gaze swept across the waiters and an undetectable killing intent flashed across his eyes, "Remember to be more quick-witted next time."    

In front of Chu Xinghe, he still maintained his usual gentleness and elegance, but he had already memorized the faces of these waiters.    

"Young master Chu …"    

Seeing Chu Xinghe walk in, Yan Lyu seemed rather reserved. He wanted to shake hands with Chu Xinghe, but he felt humble and hesitant. His right hand trembled as he repeatedly touched the hem of his pants.    

"You're here too?" Chu Xinghe's eyebrows twitched and his expression became even more uncertain. It was unknown whether it was anger or peace.    

Yan Lyu was like a child who had done something wrong and didn't dare to look into Chu Xinghe's eyes.    

"Big brother, Yan Lyu came to find me for tea to reminisce about the past." Chu Wensheng smiled as he tried to explain to Yan Lyu.    

"Oh? How come I didn't know that you and Yan Clan are still old? "    

Chu Xinghe's mouth revealed a kind smile, "Yan Zhongmao also came to find me a few days ago. In these few days, Young Master Yan came to find you again, is there something you need from me?"    

"No, I'm just reminiscing about the olden days, reminiscent of —" Yan Lyu was in too much of a hurry to explain himself, so he couldn't even finish his sentence.    

"I guess you came here because of what happened to Su Yun just now?" Chu Wensheng changed the topic.    

He knew that Chu Xinghe didn't like hearing the name "Hsiao Hee", so he didn't mention a single word about Hsiao Hee.    

"Did you do it?" Chu Xinghe raised his head and looked Chu Wensheng in the eye.    

His gaze did not produce any sparks with Chu Wensheng. Chu Wensheng's gaze was always as gentle as when his little brother sees his brother.    

"No." Chu Wensheng denied it directly.    

"I heard that Young Master Yan has a grudge with him?" Chu Xinghe shifted his gaze away from his brother, causing Yan Lyu's heart to tighten.    

"Eldest Young Master, the world is full of conscience and contradiction. After all, it's two lives after all. I … I wouldn't dare to do that even if you gave me eight guts …" Yan Lyu hurriedly tried to prove himself.    

Chu Xinghe looked him up and down, then nodded, "Alright, I've asked my questions. I will take my leave now."    

With that, he nodded to Chu Wensheng, who was standing to the side, then turned around and left.    

Yan Lyu was stunned on the spot until Chu Xinghe disappeared around the corner of the corridor. He then let out a long sigh of relief and moved his shoulders back and forth as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.    

"What is it? Feel pressured? " Chu Wensheng sat down with a smile.    

"Of course, young master Chu just pressured me to the point that I can't breathe." Yan Lyu patted his chest and shook his head.    

"I used to be like you." Chu Wensheng knocked on the ashtray.    

Yan Lyu immediately took out his cigarette case and lit up a cigarette for him.    

After Chu Wensheng took a deep breath, he took advantage of the smoke addiction to let out a long sigh of relief. "Phew —"    

"However, later on, I managed to overcome it. After all, when a person has their own ambitions, they will gain courage and stimulate their potential."    

He glanced at Yan Lyu and saw his confused face. He shook his head.    

"..."    

In an ancient room, a graceful woman in a qipao sat by the window, fiddling with a guzheng in her hands. Two men were sitting at opposite ends of the stone table, raising their chess pieces as they fought.    

The cheongsam girl played the 'Seal Sound' song. The drummer and the piper to the side played very well together. This was their teahouse's young master's favorite song.    

It could be said that the perfect combination of the drum and the guzheng and the flute, the feeling of the drum's power, the feeling of the air, all of this tightly gripped one's heartstrings, the passionate beat of the drum gave one a feeling of contentment.    

It was as if the scene of an ancient army marching in full force could be felt. It was very exciting, and it stirred up the spirits of the people.    

Mo Xuanyuan, who held the white piece in his hand, was just like the song. The falling piece was like a god, its layout was grand and imposing, yet it attacked its weak point with a single move. It was impossible to guard against.    

Sitting opposite him was his personal bodyguard, the old demon.    

Although the old demon with the black dick used a lot of special moves, he still couldn't escape Chu Xinghe's rough attack.    

Unable to resist the strong killing intent of the other party, his momentum plummeted and he was finally surrounded by Mo Xuanyuan's Bai Zi, unable to move at all.    

The old demon held onto the chess piece and said with a wry smile, "Young Master's killing intent is too strong today, I am not your opponent."    

"As the saying goes, losing doesn't mean losing. You've already lost in battle, how can you still fight with me in the big picture? " Mo Xuanyuan said with a smile.    

After he stopped playing, the aura around his body dissipated, and the threatening chill instantly disappeared without a trace.    

"Young master's heart is filled with killing intent, but I'm just having it on the chessboard. "Since you've already fallen to the next tier, how can you still have the confidence to continue fighting with me?" The old demon said while smiling, "Is it because of the matter of the Hsiao family brat being in danger?"    

Mo Xuanyuan waved his hand to signal the performer to leave. After cleaning his hands, he picked up the cup of tea and drank it all in one gulp. Then, he sighed, "If I had the chance, I would really like to meet Hsiao Hee myself."    

"However, who do you think is the most likely to make a move?" he asked.    

The old demon looked at Mo Xuanyuan with a smile. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it in his mouth, not caring if the smoke would pollute the refreshing fragrance of the burning incense in the air.    

After he lit up his cigarette, he took a long drag and said, "The one who is most suspicious should be Chu Xinghe's brother, right? That brainless little fellow. "    

"You're wrong." Mo Xuanyuan shook his head.