Su Yiwan was so scared that her hands shook, and the glass fell down and broke all over the ground. Water splashed on her body. She was so scared that she quickly put on her shoes and walked out.

"What's wrong?" Su Yiwan whispered.

Uncle Li couldn't explain it clearly, and kept saying, "I'm so angry."

"I'm not angry?" Su Yiwan rushed towards the old man's room. As soon as he arrived at the door, Leng Ling rushed over and cried, grabbed Su Yiwan and said, "You harming spirit, Su Yiwan, you murderer."

"The old man was fine last night. You insisted on having surgery. Now he is not even breathing. Are you happy?" Leng Ling said.

Su Yiwan was grabbed by her arm, and she tried hard to spread it apart, and Leng Ling's nails were trapped in her flesh.

"Get out of here." Su Yiwan said coldly.

Leng Ling seemed to have deliberately grabbed her arm and her nails penetrated into her flesh. Su Yiwan held her wrist with her backhand, and her apricot eyes burst out with coldness and said, "I respect you as an elder, but this is not the reason you can hurt me."

"Ah." Leng Ling widened her eyes and felt a pain in her wrist.

Her arms were unable to use strength, and she felt like her arms were broken. Her body was pushed away by Su Yiwan. She stood in front of Lengling and said, "Mrs. Yan, your trick doesn't work for me. If you don't want to die, please don't scan your face in front of me."

"You." Leng Ling gasped. Seeing the bloodthirsty murderous intent in Su Yiwan's eyes, her mind was blank, as if she saw Yan Lancang's shadow.

She had never seen a woman, and she was so scary, as if she was going to swallow her.

"So, get out of the way." Su Yiwan said sternly.

Leng Ling's body was trembling and subconsciously moved away. Su Yiwan walked over to her and walked into the room. Seeing Yan Lancang standing there looking at her deeply, Su Yiwan ignored him and walked into the room.

"It seems that my words last night were useless, sister-in-law! Did you say so?" Yan Lancang said hoarsely.

Yan Feng came in from outside and saw Leng Ling retreating in a mess. He hurriedly stepped forward to catch her, looked up at Yan Lancang, saw him turn around and turn back to the room, and threw it to the door with a "bang".

"Mom, what's wrong?" Yan Feng asked in a low voice.

Leng Ling gritted her teeth and said, "Su Yiwan, she actually twisted my hand."

Yan Feng listened, immediately helped Leng Ling up, reached out to hold her hand and looked at it, and said with a puzzled look: "Mom, are you sure your hand is broken?"

"Of course..." Leng Ling said. As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that her hands could move, but she did not stop. She moved in disbelief. The pain was still there, but her hands could move.

At this time, a cold wave was heard behind her back, feeling that Su Yiwan seemed to be as simple as she looked. Who was she? Why was she mixed with Yan Lancang, or he had already planned to take Yan Feng's fiancée away?

"Son, this marriage cannot be retired for the time being." Leng Ling whispered. She did not discuss this with him, but said affirmatively.

Faced with her sudden change, Yan Feng was a little puzzled, but said nothing.

"We have to hold this Su Yiwan in our hands. Even if you don't marry me if you are so bad, we can't let Yan Lancang get a bargain." Leng Ling said.

She hated this second master because of his existence that Yan Feng had never obtained what he should have obtained. Even her husband was obviously the eldest master, but he had no real power.

It’s nothing more than Yan Lancang’s youngest son, who was spoiled by the old man.
Chapter completed!