The servant hurried forward and asked uneasily: "Young Master, what's going on? Second Master...what's wrong with him?"

"Is the master here?"

Yan Liheng ignored the servant's question and asked directly.

"Master... is in the study! I, I'll call!"

After the servant finished speaking, he made a gesture to leave.

"No one is allowed to notify the old man. If there is an exception, the consequences will be borne by one."

Yan Liheng's cold voice came, and the servant shuddered, nodded quickly, and ran away quickly.

Yan Liheng signaled He Hongzhen and took Yan Yingrui directly to the Yan family hall.

At this moment, Yan Jun was in the study on the second floor, focusing on the latest financial weekly magazine.

"Knock--"

A hurried knock on the door sounded, and the people outside the door seemed very anxious.

"Master!Master! Are you here?"

The servants rarely disturb him in this way. Yan Jun frowned and a bad premonition surged into his heart.

"Come in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the servant opened the door in one second, gasping heavily, and sweating on his forehead.

"Master! Not good! The second young master... he was beaten! He was very seriously injured!"

The servant didn't know that Yan Yingrui's injury was caused by Yan Liheng, so he didn't dare to think about it in that direction!

"What did you say?!"

Yan Jun was shocked and suddenly stood up from the seat, and the magazine weekly in his hand fell to the ground.

"Where are the people? Take me to see!"

"I was brought back by the young master, and I'm in the hall now!"

The servant said, and led the way for Yan Jun.

Yan Jun frowned and realized that the problem was wrong. Why was he not taken to the hospital for injury but brought it back to the Yan family?

He didn't allow him to think too much about things, so he hurriedly followed the servant downstairs to check the situation.

In the living room of the Yan family.

Yan Liheng sat on the sofa with a cold face. He slowly savored a cup of tea in his hand, without saying a word. The aura around him condensed, as if he wanted to freeze the air in the whole room. The bodyguards with him stood beside him, with his hands behind his back, each with serious expressions and amazing aura.

Among this group of people, there was a human figure on the high-end carpet in the middle of the living room. He lay there with blood on his face and could not tell what he was like.

Yan Jun was shocked and quickly stepped forward to check the human figure.

Under the blood, he could vaguely identify the face. It turned out to be the second young master of the Yan family - Yan Yingrui!

"Who did it! What the hell is going on!"

Yan Jun roared angrily and quickly leaned over to check. He stretched out his finger and stumbled, and then breathed.

"Come here! Take the second young master to the hospital right away!"

After all, Yan Yingrui is his own son, and the connection between his bones and blood cannot be removed. Even if he is not good at it, he doesn't want him to be treated like this.

After hearing Yan Jun's words, the servant was about to step forward, but was stopped by Yan Liheng's bodyguards.

Seeing this scene, Yan Jun frowned.

"Li Heng, what are you doing? Why are you preventing people from taking Yingrui to see a doctor?"

"Because I did it."

In sharp contrast to Yan Jun's angry look, Yan Liheng's tone was extremely calm.

Yan Jun was stunned.

"What did you say?!"

Yan Liheng raised his head, looked at Yan Jun with deep eyes, and his expression was calm: "I said, I beat people."

When Yan Jun heard the news, his mind buzzed.

"Li Heng! You are so disrespectful! Why do you do this?! He is your real brother!"

Yan Jun became angry and scolded Yan Liheng condescendingly.

"Dear brother?"

Yan Liheng raised his eyebrows.

"It's just your surname, not my brother. He designed me with outsiders to kill me and insult my women. He used others to prepare to drugge, and even hired thugs to design everything as an accident of business struggles. Why, all this is not treated like this?"

Yan Jun was shocked and could not believe his ears at all.

"How is this... possible?! Li Heng, there must be a misunderstanding in this!"

"Misunderstanding? The son you raised is not shrewd. He is a waste himself, and joining an outsider is also a waste."

Yan Liheng said, as if he wanted to prove something, he took out his cell phone and called Yan Yi.

At this time, Yan Yi had just sent Song Ran back to the Song family.

Song Ran, who had a bruised nose and a broken leg, was lying on the stretcher. Seeing her mouth curled, tears could not be controlled at all and she was flowing down.

Mr. Song was no less shocked at this than Yan Jun. Seeing his grandson's appearance, he couldn't even stand. Fortunately, Song Ran's parents quickly supported him.

Mr. Song trembled with his crutch and asked Yan Yi: "This, what's going on!"

The scars on the back of Yan Yi's head were still bandaged. He stood there, but his aura did not look like he was injured at all.

I heard a cold voice saying, "Young Master can't control your hands and feet, and he actually plotted against my young master. Our young master is already very kind. If you switch what you do, you may not be able to find your corpse."

The Song family was collectively stunned.

"You, what do you mean?!"

Mr. Song's chest was so angry that his anger rose and fell, as if he was about to be held in one breath in the next second.

Song Ran's father was really afraid that something would happen to the old man, so he immediately helped Fushun his chest. Song Ran's mother couldn't help but pick up the handkerchief to wipe her tears, and did not dare to speak at all.

"What does it mean? I think I've explained it very clearly. For specific matters, you might as well ask the noble master. Our young master will explain to you in person later, it depends on whether your Song family can bear it."

Logically speaking, Yan Yi is just Yan Liheng's subordinate, and is incomparable to the Song family. But at this moment, Yan Yi's aura seemed to be shrouded in Yan Liheng.

Mr. Song has always been smart, and immediately realized the seriousness of the matter and instantly forced himself to calm down.

Except for this uneasy Song Ran, the other members of the Song family have always followed the old man's command. The old man doesn't speak. Even Song Ran's biological parents dare not speak.

At this moment, Yan Liheng called in at the right time.

When Yan saw the caller ID, he immediately pressed the answer button. Yan Liheng's cold voice came from the other end of the receiver.

"How is the matter going?"

"Young Master, I have sent Song Ran back. Now I am in the Song family, and the Song family is all there."

Yan Yi answered truthfully.

"Tell the phone to Mr. Song." Yan Liheng ordered.

Yan Yi immediately handed over the phone and said while handing it over: "My young master wants to talk to Mr. Song."

Mr. Song trembledly, frowned and said, "Hey? I am Song Ran's grandfather."

"I think my subordinates have already told you what Song Ran did."

Yan Liheng's tone was calm and he couldn't hear his emotions.

"It means that Ran'er did something wrong, but what did Ran'er do? After all, you grew up together. Why do you have to do something if you have something?" The old man said tentatively.
Chapter completed!