Ye Nianmo was outnumbered and his breathing was getting heavier. Ye Bo knocked down a man who was preparing for a sneak attack and walked to Ye Nianmo's side. "I'm sorry, Master, I'm afraid I can't stand by and watch as you ordered."

Derek didn't want to delay the matter for too long, so he winked at the strong man next to him. The strong man took out a gun and put a silencer on the gun. Obviously he didn't want Ding Yiyi to hear.

This time I really have to say goodbye, Derek thought coldly, reaching out and waving in the air.

"Bang!" The sound of glass shattering on all sides made everyone at the scene stunned. Several ropes fell from above, and trained people wearing camouflage uniforms broke the window and entered.

The door was knocked open, and a dozen people in camouflage uniforms threw the tied bodyguards on the ground. Ye Nianmo looked at all this, pursed his lips, rubbed the cheek that was accidentally punched, and walked towards the door.

Look.

Ye Qianmo walked in, glanced around, and raised his lips slightly, "It's quite lively."

Father-in-law is here too?! Ding Yiyi was shocked. While she was thinking, someone hugged her. She tried to struggle, but the silk scarf in front of her was taken off.

Looking at Ye Nianmo up close again, she felt filled with disbelief and gratitude. She felt his hand touching her cheek, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "Why are you crying?"

Am I crying? She hurriedly stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, and Ye Nianmo held her hand tightly and wouldn't let go.

All Derek's people were surrounded in the circle, and Ye Bo's gun was pointed at him. As long as the young master or the master gave the order, he would immediately die in the west.

Ye Qianmo looked at his watch, raised his eyebrows, walked to Derek's side with determination, and signaled Ye Bo to put away his pistol.

"Master Derek, your father is a very great businessman. I hope the relationship between our two families will end here." After he said that, he turned and walked out the door.

Everyone retreated, and the servants looked at the backs of these uninvited guests with some surprise.

Derek looked at the clasped hands in front of him, and the string of reason in his head was completely broken. He laughed loudly and said loudly: "Okay, I will ask you to help take care of my Asma and our children."

He deliberately bit the word "child" very hard, and then the strength dissipated, and his voice suddenly became gentle again, "Asma, I will pick you up again." His voice paused, and he looked like a smile but not a smile.

Looking at Ye Nianmo, who was a little surprised, and Ye Qianmo, who still looked calm, "Of course, if you feel that the people in that place are not friendly, then you can come back."

Ding Yiyi did not turn around. Her whole body was as stiff as a stone. Her body was hot and cold, and all her feelings were focused on the temperature of the hand holding her hand.

Like her, cold and stiff.

Her hand loosened and she frantically tried to grab it, but she only caught his cuff.

Ye Nianmo was furious. He took out his pistol and walked straight towards Derek. The strong man wanted to help, but a gunshot sounded and his left arm was already injured.

Putting the gun against Derek's temple, his voice was horribly low, "Looking for death."

"Hahaha, you can ask Asma if she is willing to come to my manor." Derek licked the corner of his mouth, "It tastes really good."

The veins on the back of Ye Nianmo's hand holding the pistol popped out, his eyes were so angry that they were about to spit out flames, and his index finger pulled the trigger without thinking, causing the servants around him to scream.

"Bang!" The bullet shot into the vase nearby. Ye Qianmo grabbed Ye Nianmo's arm. "That's enough. It's not high seas anymore. Shooting here will cause trouble."
Chapter completed!