Chapter 1338 [Cousin Robber]

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Yang Chen, who was returning to Yanjing by plane, couldn't help thinking about how much Yu Xuening, who was on the first floor of Tongtian Tower, had fought with that cripple.

Yang Chen thinks that Yu Xuening is not the kind of passionate woman who doesn't care about the consequences. She should have her own plans, so try to think in a positive way.

At least, now it seems that Wen Tao didn't come out with him, which is good news, otherwise, the current self really has nothing to do with him.

Yun Miao had already reported the news of Yang Chen's return to Yanjing early, and the Yang family had naturally received the notification. For the Yang family, it had to be said to be encouraging news.

The originally tense atmosphere calmed down again with Yang Chen's return.

The many Yanjing families, political circles, and military forces who were staring at each other, also lost their previous hungry eyes, and obediently lost their temper.

Many people were so angry that they almost vomited blood. This monster of the world was a joy for nothing. Sure enough, the scourge will last for thousands of years, and it will not be so easy to end...

It seems that the sky is endless, and the Yang family can only continue to endure...

It's just that some people with more scheming minds are curious about where Yang Chen went, and why he disappeared for such a long time.

No matter what, it happened to be the time to prepare for the New Year's Eve, and the entire Yang Mansion was decorated with lanterns, festoons and lights, and now it could be described as double happiness.

The entire Yang family's personal guards were relieved from the tense atmosphere before, and they looked particularly energetic. Two columns were neatly lined up outside the compound, and it was clear that they were telling Quan Yanjing to wait for someone to return.

When Guo Xuehua learned that his son had returned safely, he almost ran to the ancestral hall, burned incense and kowtowed to the ancestors of the Yang family, and dragged Yang Pojun along the ground with a bit of wry smile.

But seeing his wife's silver hair on the temples, Yang Pojun couldn't laugh at all.

The news of Yang Lie's death was too shocking for Guo Xuehua, she had given birth to two sons in total, if she failed to keep one of them, and the white-haired person gave away the black-haired one, it might completely break down the woman over half a century old.

Therefore, Yang Pojun loves and hates Yang Chen's return, what he loves is that this kid is safe after all, what he hates is how can such a moment go away without seeing anyone for more than half a month? !

Yang Gongming rarely raised his eyebrows these days, and with a smile he ordered his servants to slaughter more sheep and cattle, and wait for Yang Chen to come back to have a good meal, although in the end most of it was eaten by Lan Lan.

The old man was always in good spirits, but these days he was burdened, and he was inevitably haggard.

The maid at home was ordered to run to the backyard to tell the young mistress that when Lin Ruoxi heard the news, she was taking a hot bath for Lanlan early in the morning, and the bottle of body wash in her hand fell into the bathtub immediately.

The little fat girl picked up the bottle, but saw her mother's eyes were red, and she looked like she was about to cry. She obediently used her fat and tender face to rub against Lin Ruoxi's arm, to please her and at the same time show her comfort.

Lin Ruoxi looked at her daughter with complicated eyes. Although she couldn't see anything on her expression, her heart was full of turmoil. Apart from ecstasy, excitement, and anticipation, there was also a trace of uneasiness.

Soon, this news was also learned by Tang Wan and other women, which made them all heave a sigh of relief, but the women in Zhonghai didn't know that the man they loved had been locked away from hell in just over two weeks. Suffered.

Yang Chen who returned to Yanjing by special plane was picked up by Yuan Ye again in a car.

Yang Jieyu and his wife stayed in Yanjing with Yuan Ye, and they were going back to Zhonghai after the Chinese New Year. They thought it would be a happy and peaceful time, but they were terrified.

Yuan Ye inevitably asked about what happened to Yang Chen recently, but Yang Chen gave him a blank stare and told him not to ask what he shouldn't.

When we returned to the Yang family compound, it was close to noon, and the vast parking lot in front of the door was already filled with a lot of luxury cars. Apparently, a lot of people had heard the news and came to pretend to visit, but in fact, they wanted to confirm whether Yang Chen was real or not. back.

After the black Mercedes-Benz S600 stopped, the two were not in a hurry to get off.

"Hey, brother Chen, it seems that many people wish you would not come back." Yuan Ye has been in the Yanjing circle with his parents these days, and he has matured a lot.

Yang Chen looked at the mirror in the car, touched the stubble on his chin, and said vaguely: "Is there any smoke?"

Although Yuan Ye didn't smoke, in order to deal with some occasions, he still kept a hardcover Yellow Crane Tower in the car, unpacked a bag for Yang Chen, and handed it over.

Yang Chen directly snatched the whole bag, and said with a glare: "Stinky boy, it's obvious that there is one and only one will be given. See, you're a bit petty and useless..."

Yuan Ye wanted to cry, but you didn't make it clear.

I haven't smoked for a few days, and I finally returned to the familiar world with all my might. How could Yang Chen not let go of his mood, so he fell into the habit of smoking again.

It's just that this high-end cigarette doesn't feel exciting enough, which makes Yang Chen quite regretful.

After putting it on his mouth, Yang Chen subconsciously wanted to use some real energy to light the cigarette, but when he thought it wrong, he almost made a big mistake, so he could only "borrow" a lighter from Yuan Ye.

The days when you can't move your cultivation are really inconvenient, Yang Chen thought unhappily.

After tidying up his hairstyle, Yang Chen looked at his clothes again. Because he hadn't changed for a long time, he had already been changed into a plain gray sweater and black trousers on Mount Shu, and his shoes became a pair. cloth shoes.

Yang Chen couldn't help but glanced at Yuan Ye who was wearing a black Giorgio Armani suit in front of him, grinning his yellow teeth, almost revealing the flesh of his gums, making Yuan Ye smile a bit shabby.

"Boy, take off your clothes."

"Why, Brother Chen...I'm not good at that..." Yuan Ye said nervously.

"What nonsense, leave your white butt for that girl Tangtang, I think your outfit looks like a dog, lend it to me, don't you see those people are waiting for me to come back gorgeously, don't take it out How about showing some style?" Yang Chen no longer cared about Yuan Ye's resistance, and rushed forward to pull him.

Yuan Ye sighed bitterly that his kindness was not rewarded. He knew that he would not pick it up. He is really a robber cousin, even robbing his own cousin!

At this moment, in the large living room in the front yard of the Yang family, Yang Gongming Shi Shiran was sitting on the master's seat, holding a teacup, waiting silently.

The rest of the Yang family were also looking forward to it, while Lin Ruoxi hugged Lanlan and stood beside Guo Xuehua.

The little fat girl was completely uninterested in attracting so many people when her father came back. She was only holding a pack of beef jerky that someone had stuffed for her, chewing with relish.

On both sides of the living room, some clan patriarchs from the Yang family's collateral lineage, as well as some other family representatives in Yanjing, as well as cadres above the ministerial level and military generals, sat dozens of people.

Among them, the one that attracted the most attention was undoubtedly Ning Guangyao who immediately put down the work at hand and rushed over after receiving the report.

But what puzzled many people was that standing behind Ning Guangyao was a handsome man in a white suit with long hair and eyes above his head, as if he didn't bother to talk to anyone at all.

A guard entered the hall and reported: "Marshal, Young Master Yang Chen's car is already outside, but he didn't get out of the car for some reason."

"Go to remind him, there are so many people who care about him waiting." Yang Gongming waved his hand, and there were some different meanings in his words.

Guo Xuehua stood behind him, wishing he could go over to open the door for his son himself, so he could only crane his neck and worry.

After a while, there was finally movement at the gate. The moment a familiar figure stepped in, many people held their breath.

The messy hair is very coquettish, with a few hairs still sticking up, wearing a pair of big sunglasses knocked from Yuan Ye, covering half of his face, biting a half-smoked cigarette butt in his mouth, and puffing out white smoke.

A gray sweater had long been replaced by a striped shirt worn by Yuan Ye. He was wearing that black suit jacket and stepped on a pair of leather shoes that were worn as slippers because they didn't fit his feet. With the sound of "tapping", he stepped forward into the hall.

The original serious and unpredictable expressions on everyone's faces completely collapsed at this moment. Most of them were weird expressions that couldn't help laughing and forced not to laugh.

Even Guo Xuehua, who was originally very excited, stood there blankly when he saw his son's appearance, not knowing what to say.

"Haha, so many people are waiting for me to eat? My popularity seems to be good, comrades have worked hard! Haha... Oh, isn't this Minister Wang? Oh, General Li is here too..."

As soon as Yang Chen took off his sunglasses, while entering the door, he shook hands with these officials and representatives who only knew each other well, just like a leader condolences to the masses.