Chapter 1540

High reputation raised her eyes, and the deep and sharp eyes stopped for a few seconds on her face.

The air in the living room seemed to solidify.

The cold eyes made Su Xiuling shudder, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes!

"Mr. Sheng..." Su Xiuling was flustered. She asked, "what did Anxin do in Holland?" I'm worried about my son. Is something really wrong? And it's still a big situation related to Sheng?

An Zhenyang also stood in front of the tea table. He didn't understand the purpose of reputation today, but it was obvious that he came for Anxin.

An Zhenyang has been thinking.

Is there any economic contradiction between Sheng and an?

Su Xiaoxiao is missing. It is reasonable to say that there is no contradiction between the two.

With a revolver gently placed on the tea table, an Zhenyang and Su Xiuling were shocked and looked at him!

"Mr. Sheng?" An Zhenyang is a member of the government. He has seen big scenes, but Rao is flustered no matter how calm he is, "you are..."

"Call Anxin and say you are ill, seriously ill and dying." His thin lips opened gently and his reputation stared at the gun on the tea table, just like an arrogant emperor, "just say he hasn't married and had children, which is his father's regret in this life."

"..." Su Xiuling is very nervous. What's the situation? Why use this method to force Anxin back? What's the big deal?

An Zhenyang stared at the pistol on the tea table. He frowned and trembled in his heart.

Where did Anxin offend him?

Is he going to cheat Anxin back and... Kill him?

He brought guns

This makes an Zhenyang feel strongly uneasy.

"Mr. Sheng, what happened?" An Zhenyang tried to understand that as a father, of course he would worry, "can you make things clear first? Is there some misunderstanding with Anxin? "

"Do as I say and call him right away." With that, Sheng Sheng picked up his pistol and wiped it gently. He had no intention to discuss anything with him at all.

There was no patience in those cold and dangerous black eyes.

An Zhenyang's body was stiff. His eyebrows frowned and worried about Anxin.

Su Xiuling shivered directly and her face was pale, "Mr. Sheng..." her voice trembled, "my Anxin is provoked..."

"Can't you understand what I'm saying?" The eye color of high reputation swept coldly to the woman around him.

Su Xiuling was so frightened by the look in her eyes that she trembled all over. She was holding her heart tightly!

Looking at an Zhenyang, Su Xiuling had no choice when her frightened eyes fell on the pistol in Shengyu's hand.

"I'll say it again for the last time. Now call Anxin."

Su Xiuling had a burst of tinnitus and her head was buzzing. She slowly sat down on the sofa and sat opposite the reputation.

Trembling fingers grabbed the receiver and dialed his son's number on the landline.

An Zhenyang frowned. He stood in front of the tea table and was completely awed by the reputation. He felt that the situation was going to get out of control.

There is no doubt that fame is dangerous.

An Zhen * * didn't dare to offend him. He is really a big man who can walk around the world. Especially in the past year, his reputation is like an emperor. Even if he killed someone, the law can't punish him.

Listening to the familiar mobile phone ring, Su Xiuling's heart tightened a little. She was praying that Anxin would not answer.

And the fact is just what she wants.

After a series of familiar ringing tones, there was a busy beep.

When Shengyu saw her, he relaxed his breath. His eyes were colder. "Continue to dial until you get through."