Chapter 472

The moment I saw Yanxi's room, Cang Ling was in a trance.

Are you sure this isn't a dump?

With debris and broken decorations, Cang Ling carefully followed the housekeeper. They walked through countless broken things and went into the inner room. Yanxi was wearing a wrinkled suit and fell on a messy bed.

"Young master, wake up." The housekeeper's brow never let go from the moment he stepped into the room. He stepped on the debris of his feet to Yanxi and pushed his arm.

Yan Xi, who was lying on the bed, didn't respond. The housekeeper called again, "young master." He pushed his arm a little harder.

"Touch." Yanxi's body was pushed by him into a box beside him, making a sharp collision sound.

"Miss." The housekeeper looked at Yanxi who couldn't wake up on the bed, and anxiously changed Cangling's voice.

"Have him moved to the guest room and call the doctor to see him."

Cang Ling frowned. Fortunately, Yan Xi's face didn't look too ugly. It shouldn't be a big deal.

"Do you want to call the company?" Cang Ling looked at the housekeeper and asked.

"Wait for the doctor to come and check the situation before deciding. Mr. Yan told me before he left. There is something very important to deal with today."

The housekeeper frowned and envied those who could stay at the banquet. At the same time, they were oppressed day by day in the old house. That's enough.

Cang Ling is unkind. Yan Zhengyang is afraid that Yan Xi will not be able to go out and make trouble at home. He deliberately asks the housekeeper not to call him easily. It seems that the father and son know each other's tricks very well.

The housekeeper walked out of the room and quickly brought several servants. He carefully moved Yanxi to a spacious guest room. After Yanxi was put on the bed, the family doctor of the old house also arrived.

"First lady, housekeeper." The doctor took a look at Yanxi lying on the bed and said hello to them calmly.

"Dr. Du, you are here. The young master can't wake up all the time. What's the matter with you?" The housekeeper quickly gave up the position of the head of the bed to the doctor, and quietly wiped his sweat where no one else could see him. He was a little relieved.

The doctor skillfully began to check Yanxi's eyes and tongue, and then listened to his heartbeat. After a simple check, he looked at the two big black circles on Yanxi's face and said, "the young master is just tired. He will wake up naturally when he has enough sleep."

"Really?" The housekeeper's eyes widened in surprise. For the first time, he saw a person who could sleep so dead. They tossed about for a long time. Yanxi didn't wake up at all.

Seeing their surprised eyes, the doctor explained, "the young master took sleeping pills before going to bed, but in the normal range, it will not cause harm to the body."

"Hard work." After seeing off the doctor, the housekeeper arranged for two people to watch the banquet in the room. After thanking Cangling again and again, they separated.

When Cang Ling went back, she passed Yanxi's room. The debris on the floor had been cleaned up, and the whole room was basically destroyed. It was empty. It was getting bigger and bigger, and it was a bit desolate.

"Miss." Until someone behind her called her, Cang Ling just responded and pulled the corners of her mouth back to her room.

As the sun sets in the Western Hills, the warm yellow sunset gives the castle a golden coat. The old house of Yan family is very gentle in the sunset. Cangling likes to sit in the garden pavilion to see the towering ancient castle at this time.

"Miss, the master is back. Please go to the living room." A servant came quickly and said respectfully.

Since Yan Zhengyang announced her status as the heir of the Yan family, the servants in the old house have been more and more respectful to her, and even their voice is almost always controlled.

"Good."

Cang Ling walks into the living room, and the front color of Yan Xi looks at Yan Zhengyang. The atmosphere between them is especially strange.

"Shall I go out?" Cang Ling looked at them curiously. She didn't know what they were doing, but she didn't want to join in. She just wanted to be quiet.

"Sit down, ling'er. I have business to tell you." Yan Zhengyang saw Cangling come in, in order not to scare her, her face was better.

Cangling sits down quietly, clearly feeling a strange calm around her. She tries to reduce her sense of existence, waiting patiently and silently.

"Yanxi, sit down."

Yanxi has been standing in the back of the sofa with a neck. Yanzhengyang can't bear it, and his voice is cold.

He still did not have any movement, drooping eyes, clenched fists tightly, as if did not hear the banquet Zhengyang words.

Until the banquet Zhengyang gave the bodyguard a look, in the bodyguard's intervention, the banquet Xi just can't do on the sofa.

The atmosphere once dropped to the freezing point. She knew that the relationship between Yan Zhengyang and Yan Xi's father and son was not very good, but she was shocked when she saw this scene with her own eyes. She could not imagine that the relationship between the two biological father and son could be so rigid.After the three people had finished, the banquet went straight to the theme.

"I've had people find out who hurt Bruno last night."

"Who?" Cang Ling sat up straight, clutching the edge of the sofa, and wanted to know the answer.

She can guess more or less, but she is still very curious about who is so crazy and who is so miserable by taking advantage of others. Bruno, who is still in intensive care unit, is really miserable.

Yanxi, who had been drooping his eyes before, finally looked to the direction of yanzhengyang. He wanted to know more than Cangling who was the son of a bitch who almost disabled his cousin.

Yan Zhengyang looks at Yan Xi with complicated eyes. The tablet is put on the coffee table, and a fairly clear surveillance video is playing inside.

In the video, a strange man punches and kicks Bruno, but Yan Xi, who faints next to him, doesn't even touch his fingers.

Cang Ling has a puzzled look at Yan Zhengyang, who is the man in the video? She had no recollection of meeting such a number one.

"Yanxi, you should be familiar with this singer." Yan Zhengyang's indifferent voice frozen Yan Xi's whole body was stiff, even his breath stopped, and he didn't know how to answer.

Of course, he knows this person, and he is very familiar with it.

"Who is it? Your friend? " Cang Ling looked at Yan Xi's pale face.

"This man is Amy's boyfriend. I used to be a taekwondo coach." Yanxi closed his eyes in pain. Seeing this man's figure appear in Bruno's side, he understood everything.

A piercing chill rises from the soles of his feet. Yan Xi is shivering all over. In the sofa where he is, his eyes are as confused as a child who can't find his way home.

Seeing that Yanxi's state was not right, Cang Ling hurriedly found an excuse to comfort her and said, "Amy is no longer around Yanxi's wife. Maybe Bruno had offended her before, and she deliberately retaliated."

Yanxi suddenly looked up at him, the eyes, stabbing Cangling heartache.