Chapter 1786 Pick the Expensive One and Throw It!

Lin Jue walked up and down, looking at his phone, but there was no one who could help.

She has never regretted leaving the Lin family and entering the entertainment circle by herself, but this is the first time, she has some regrets.

Some regretted that she didn't compete with Lin Se, and left the position of heir to Lin Se, regretting that she was alone and helpless.

If she hadn't left the Lin family, if she had the support of the Lin family, she might have been able to save Mo Nanchong.

Everyone in the circle knows what kind of virtue Yan He is.

He is scum.

The Beloved will never end well in his hands.

Although Beloved reassured her that she could solve it, she still couldn't help being afraid.

How to do?

Lin Jue suddenly thought of Li Jiujue. Yes, she didn't have Nie Sha's contact information, but she had Li Jiujue's contact information. She quickly took out her mobile phone and called Li Jiujue.

"Master Jiu, something happened to Beloved!"

Lin Jue said eagerly, "She was taken away by the Yan family, that scumbag Yan He took her away!"

"Yan He? How did Beloved leave, was he forced to leave, or did he leave by himself?" Li Jiujue somewhat knew about Yan Feng's past with Fourth Master Mo.

Logically speaking, people from the Yan family can provoke anyone, but they absolutely dare not provoke people from the Mo family.

"That bastard Yan He came over with a lot of bazookas, Beloved had no choice but to let him let us go, and then left with Yan He alone." Lin Jue scolded a few times.

"How did Beloved look when he was gone?"

"She's kind of pretending to be relaxed."

"I see. It should be fine, don't worry, I will go to Yan's house." Li Jiujue told Lin Jue a few words and hung up the phone.

"Master Jiu, you must save Beloved, and don't let Master Jiu do anything." Lin Jue said, "If you save Beloved, I will do anything for you."

"I'm her boyfriend." Li Jiujue said in a deep voice.

Then, the phone was hung up.

Lin Jue: "..."

Almost forgot about it, Li Jiujue still loves Mo Nanchong very much.

Then she will be relieved.

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Mo Nanchong followed Yan He back to Yan's house, it was already midnight, and everyone in the Yan's house was already asleep.

"Where's Yan Feng?" Mo Nanchong looked at Yan He and asked.

"It's so late, of course I'm sleeping. It's a pity, little beauty, I won't be able to see my old man tonight." Yan He said with a smile, "But it doesn't matter, my brother can make you very happy! What's wrong with old things? Looks good, just look at my brother!"

Mo Nanchong entered the living room, also smiling, she looked left and right, "Hey, this antique vase is worth a lot, the head of the Yan family is quite classy!"

"That's right, my father spent tens of millions of dollars to buy these things, a pair." Yan He saw that Mo Nanchong was not afraid at all, unlike the girls he had seen before.

In the past, the girls he played with, unless they were posting backwards, would cry when they saw him, or kneel down and beg for mercy.

But this one in front of me is different, she is good-looking, no matter what, and she is always smiling.

When she smiled, she was as bright as a star, as beautiful as a fairy.

Yan He liked it more and more the more he looked at it, "You girl, you are quite interesting, I just like you who are good-looking and interesting."

"Yeah, I also like people who are knowledgeable, but you are not very knowledgeable anymore, young master of the Yan family." Mo Nanchong shrugged, "Didn't you agree to let me meet your father? Have you seen your old man?"

"Aren't they sleeping?" Yan He said with a smile, "Let's have a good time today, and I'll take you to see my old man tomorrow."

"not good."

Mo Nanchong smiled brighter at Yan He, and then she kicked the vase over in front of Yan He.

The vase fell to the ground and shattered.

Yan He stared dumbfounded at the vase that was one person tall being kicked over by Mo Nanchong and shattered with a loud noise, his face turned green.

"You are crazy, this is my dad's favorite vase! I will be beaten to death by him!" Yan He growled, then covered his mouth again, and looked at a room upstairs with a guilty conscience.

"Kill him? You should." Mo Nanchong nodded, she continued to walk forward, and saw a more expensive jade ornament, she picked it up to have a look.

"Be careful, that one is more expensive!"

Yan He reached out to pick it up.

Mo Nanchong nodded, "More precious? That's even better!"

boom--

The ornament in his hand flew out, and then hit the floor-to-ceiling bed, directly cracking the floor-to-ceiling window.

Yan He: "!!! I like tigers, but I'm not as tiger as you!"

Mo Nanchong squinted his eyes and looked at Yan He, "Is there anything more expensive? Is this more expensive?"

"No!" Yan He said while looking to the other side.

Mo Nanchong rushed to that side fiercely, Yan He wanted to stop him, but he didn't, then Mo Nanchong started sweeping across the area again, making a huge noise, smashing all the valuable things.

This time, the upstairs finally heard it.

Yan Feng came out wearing a coat, cursing as he walked out, looking down from the direction of the railing, and seeing that his baby was smashed to pieces, he let out a scream.

"Yan He, you bastard, what did you do to my stuff!"

"You brat, what are you doing in the middle of the night! See if I don't beat you to death!"

After all, Yan Feng is also a member of the ancient martial arts family, and his kung fu is very high. When he went downstairs, he almost flew up, rushing to hit Yan He.

Yan He screamed, pulling Mo Nanchong to run, "Run, if you don't run, you will die!"

Mo Nanchong, however, seemed to be like a mountain, standing there motionless, no matter how hard Yan He tried, he couldn't move her at all.

"Bastard, what woman did you bring back again? What are you doing back here? Are you here looking for death?"

"You dare to touch my things, you rebellious son, I will slap you to death!"

"Honey, calm down!" Upstairs, Mrs. Yan, who had just put on her clothes, hurriedly chased her down, "If you dare to hurt my precious son, I will fight with you!"

"Yan Feng, take a good look at me." Mo Nanchong shook off Yan He's hand and looked up at Yan Feng.

Hearing this voice, Yan Feng was stunned for a moment before turning his attention to Mo Nanchong.

"I dropped your things." Mo Nanchong crossed her arms, walked to the edge of the sofa, sat down slowly, and looked at Yan Feng with bright eyes.

Yan Feng looked at Mo Nanchong twice, first a surge of anger rose up, and he growled: "You dropped my things?"

After yelling, Yan Feng felt something was wrong.

The posture of this female doll is too much like a person.