Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

"Are you kidding me?" Lin Qinghuan looked at the person in front of him sarcastically.

There was no excessive expression on his devilish face. Such shameless words came out of his mouth as if "It's a nice day today!"

"I'm serious!" He Yanlang took another puff of his cigarette.

How could a cigarette worth tens of thousands of yuan choke people? Lin Qinghuan still remembered the faint aroma of plum wine mixed in the cigarette.

Is it the smoke that makes people sink into depravity or the person in front of them?

He Yanlang's eyes were a little blurry when he looked at Lin Qinghuan, and it was hard to tell what emotion he was feeling.

"What's the status of living together?" Lin Qinghuan forced a laugh, but there was a hint of sarcasm in her tone. She just wanted to see how he would talk nonsense.

"What identity do you want?" He Yanlang smiled, as if he had thought of something. When he smiled, even the moon behind him was dimmed, and people's eyes could not help but be focused on him.

"I'm not yet of legal marriage age, so you'll have to wait a while before you can be my wife. Then you'll just be my girlfriend!"

He Yanlang seemed to be flirting, but he didn't need to flirt, he was flirting just by standing there.

But he was clearly full of sincerity and good intentions, but in Lin Qinghuan's eyes, he was full of lies and extremely hypocritical and disgusting.

Lin Qinghuan was not as surprised and delighted as he had imagined. On the contrary, her face was extremely pale and ugly, and her tone was heavy and impatient, "I didn't expect that in order to sleep with me, you could be so shameless that you would even bring up your own marriage."

He means it.

But she regarded his sincerity as a bargaining chip to deceive her.

Ah...

So interesting!

Horse riding!

He Yanlang moved his gaze away from Lin Qinghuan's face. The look of disgust and disdain on her face made him feel irritated if he looked at her for even a second.

"Get lost!" He clearly cared about Lin Qinghuan to death, but his tone of voice always sounded so nonchalant.

He didn't look back at the people behind him.

Lin Qinghuan also felt relieved and walked towards the stairs without looking back. Staying for one more second would be disrespectful to herself.

He Yanlang couldn't help but look back. He watched Lin Qinghuan's tall and slender back turning towards the stairs.

She walked very quickly and stingily, without looking back. She had no regrets about spending time alone with him.

The half moon is still bright.

Feeling extremely depressed, He Yanlang took out another cigarette from his pocket, lit it carelessly, and inhaled the cigarette into his lungs along with the moonlight.

He dialed Lin Shen's number and the call was answered immediately.

"Hello, Master?"

"Drive the car to the Student Activity Center and wait for me."

Just a quick sentence and hang up the phone.

In less than ten minutes, Lin Shen had driven the car to the Student Activity Center.

The car was too luxurious and still attracted a small crowd of onlookers. He Yanlang got into the car and closed the windows tightly. Only then did the world finally become quiet.

He leaned lazily against the back of the car seat and closed his eyes to rest.

When Lin Shen saw him like this, he knew that he was in a bad mood. He must have quarreled with Lin Qinghuan again. He just concentrated on driving and tactfully didn't say anything.

Suddenly, Lin Shen slammed on the brakes.

He Yanlang woke up.

"Young Master?" Lin Shen said calmly, motioning him to look out the car window.

Outside the car, a bodyguard in a suit was knocking on the window, and behind him stood five people dressed in the same attire.

Lin Shen rolled down the car window.

"Second Young Master!" The bodyguard bowed respectfully to He Yanlang in the car, "We are following the Second Young Master's orders to take you to the hospital to visit the Young Young Master!"

He called He Yanyu, but before he could answer the call from He Xiaoyan and his wife, he didn't expect that the two of them would come to Jingshi overnight. He guessed that they were here to ask for an explanation.

He cherishes such a useless son so much.

He spoke indifferently, with a lazy and indifferent look, "Tell my second uncle that it's too late today and I'm tired."

The car window slowly moved upwards.

"Second Young Master, please don't make things difficult for me, Second Young Master..." The bodyguard was still making his last struggle.

"Drive!" He Yanlang rubbed his temples, feeling irritated.

Lin Shen stepped on the accelerator and drove out. The six people behind him looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

The most favored, arrogant and overbearing person in the family is the second young master, but he is also the most capable one. He is the only one who has escaped the protection of the old man and can make a name for himself at a young age.

"Young Master, if you don't go, and the Second Master makes trouble to the Old Master, wouldn't that be bad?" Lin Shen asked cautiously.

"Do you think the old man doesn't know?" He was not afraid that He Yanhe would know that he beat He Yanyu. What he was afraid of was that He Yanhe would know that he beat him because of Lin Qinghuan, this woman.

The old man had already warned him once.

"Then why don't you..." Lin Shen muttered carefully, daring to only utter half of the words.

What the old man wants to do is his business. How could he change his ideas and principles because of a piece of trash?

The only person He Yanlang has always been afraid of is He Yanhe.

"Jingle Bell..."

He Yanlang's cell phone rang.

He glanced at it casually and saw the note was "trash". It was He Yanyu's phone number.

This family is really haunting.

He got through.

"Second brother?" He Yanyu's tone contained a bit of perverted excitement.

He Yanlang was impatient, "If you have to fart, just fart!"

"Come to the hospital and help me get these two old bastards away. They've been making so much noise here!"

He Yanyu was annoyed with his parents. Perhaps knowing that He Yanlang would ruthlessly reject his request, he casually said, "Second brother, you really like that woman named 'Lin Qinghuan', right?"

He Yanlang unconsciously tightened his grip on the phone, and even this loser could see it.

"Go to Beijing People's Hospital!" he said to Lin Shen.

"Thank you, second brother!" The person on the phone smiled with satisfaction.

The car changed direction and drove towards Beijing People's Hospital.

In the super VIP ward on the 7th floor, two bodyguards were standing at the door.

Seeing He Yanlang coming, he bowed slightly, "Second Young Master!"

They didn't let Lin Shen in.

Lin Shen dislocated the hand of one of them, and the other was pinned to the ground by his knee, wailing in pain.

The noise was so loud that it alarmed He Xiaoyan and Liu Yayun in the ward.

When the two rushed out, they saw their bodyguard lying on the ground.

"Lin Shen!" He Xiaoyan shouted angrily.

Lin Shen loosened his hand, stood up, and called out in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "Second Master!"

When Liu Yayun saw He Yanlang, she raised her hand and tried to slap him, but was blocked by Lin Shen.

Liu Yayun was so angry that her face turned red, "Let go, Lin Shen!"

She struggled, but Lin Shen didn't move at all, "Let go! You dog slave!"

Lin Shen increased the strength of his hands.

Liu Yayun grimaced in pain, "It hurts, it hurts..."

"I'm sorry, Second Madam, I only listen to my young master!" The implication was that she didn't care what anyone else said.

He Yanlang didn't give in.

Lin Shen still held Liu Yayun's hand tightly, with such force that she could not bear it at all, and wailed, "It hurts, it hurts..."

He Xiaoyan knew that he couldn't control He Yanlang, so he had to give in and admit defeat, and shouted, "Alang, this is your second aunt."

He Yanlang then signaled Lin Shen to let go.

Liu Yayun finally felt relieved and glared at Lin Shen fiercely. She was about to curse again, but when she saw Lin Shen's expression, she just kept silent and dared not say another word.

As the saying goes, when you beat a dog, you have to look at its owner.

He Yanlang never regarded them as his elders. Of course, they also never regarded him as their nephew.

He Yanyu was lying on the hospital bed, his head was bandaged like a dumpling and an IV was in his hand. Even so, he knew how to enjoy himself.

Next to him, a hot and sexy woman wearing only a suspender skirt was holding a bunch of grapes and feeding him.

"What grudge does my son have against you? You beat him like this as soon as he arrived in Beijing?" Liu Yayun took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears while crying. She drove away the sexy woman, sat down beside He Yanyu's bed, her face full of heartache.

"Alang, what huge mistake did Yan Yu make that you have to kill him like this?" He Xiaoyan also questioned.

He Yanlang glanced at He Yanyu and sat on the sofa. "Isn't he doing well? He can even eat by himself!"

Mr. and Mrs. He Xiaoyan looked at each other.

Liu Yayun pointed at He Yanlang and couldn't utter a word for a long time, "You...you...look, is this what a human being...speaks...cough cough..." Liu Yayun pressed her chest, her face flushed with anger and she couldn't breathe.

I can't stand him, but I can't get rid of him.