Chapter 472

At the moment of seeing Yanxi's room, Cangling was in a trance.

Are you sure this isn't a dump?

With debris and broken decorations on the ground, Cangling carefully followed the housekeeper inside. They walked through countless broken things and entered the inner room. Yan Xi was wearing a wrinkled suit and fell on a messy bed with everything.

"Young master, wake up." The housekeeper's eyebrows never loosened from the moment he stepped into the room. He stepped on the fragments under his feet, walked to Yanxi and pushed his arm.

Lying on the bed, Yan Xi didn't respond. The housekeeper called again, "young master." He increased his strength when pushing his arm.

"Touch." Yan Xi's body was pushed by him and hit a box around him, making a sharp collision sound.

"Miss." The housekeeper looked at the banquet Xi who couldn't wake up in bed and gave a cry of anxiety.

"Ask someone to move him to the guest room and call a doctor."

Cangling frowned. Fortunately, Yan Xi's face didn't look too ugly. It should be no big deal.

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

"When the doctor comes, check the situation before deciding. President Yan ordered before leaving. There are very important things to deal with today."

The housekeeper frowned and envied those who could stay with the banquet manager. At the same time, it was enough to be trapped in the old house day by day.

Cang Ling unkindly hooks up. Yan Zhengyang is afraid that Yan Xi can't 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 thoroughly.

The housekeeper went out of the room and soon brought some servants. He carefully moved Yanxi to a spacious guest room. After putting Yanxi on the bed, the family doctor of the old house also arrived.

"Young lady, housekeeper." The doctor looked at Yan Xi lying in bed and said hello to Cangling.

"Doctor Du, you can count. The young master can't wake up all the time. What's the matter?" The housekeeper hurriedly gave the position of the head of the bed to the doctor, quietly wiped his sweat where others could not see, and breathed a little relieved.

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

"Really?" The housekeeper widened his eyes in surprise. For the first time, he saw that a person could sleep so dead. They tossed for a long time, and there was no sign of waking up.

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

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

When Cangling walked back, she passed by Yanxi's room, and the fragments on the floor had been almost cleaned up. The things in the whole room were basically destroyed, empty, looking bigger and bigger, but also showing some inexplicable desolation.

"Miss." Until someone called her behind her, Cangling didn't react. She pulled the corners of her mouth and went back to her room.

The sun sets in the west, and the warm yellow sunset puts a golden coat on the ancient castle. The Yan Family's old house under the sunset is particularly gentle. Cangling likes to sit in the small pavilion in the garden to see this towering ancient castle at this time.

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

Since Yan Zhengyang announced her identity as the heir of the Yan family, the servants of the old house have become more and more respectful to her, and even her voice is almost controlled forever.

"OK."

Cang Ling walks into the living room. Yan Xi looks at Yan Zhengyang with complex front color. The atmosphere between them is particularly strange.

"Do you need me to go out?" Cangling looked at them curiously. She didn't know what they were making, but she didn't bother to join in, just wanted to hide.

"Ling son, sit down and I have something to tell you." Yan Zhengyang sees Cangling come in and looks better in order not to scare her.

Cangling sat down quietly and clearly felt a strange calm around her. She tried to reduce her sense of existence and waited patiently in silence.

"Yan Xi, sit down."

Yan Xi has been standing behind the sofa with her neck stuck. Yan Zhengyang can't bear it. Her voice is cold and scolded.

He still had no movement. He hung his eyes and clenched his fist tightly, as if he hadn't heard Yan Zhengyang's words.

Until Yan Zhengyang gave a look to the bodyguard around him, Yan Xi couldn't do it on the sofa with the intervention of the bodyguard.

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 couldn't imagine that the relationship between the two biological father and son could be so rigid.

After the three finished, the banquet Zhengyang went straight to the theme.

"I've made it clear who hurt Bruno last night."

"Who?" Cangling 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. Who is so crazy and beat people so badly by taking advantage of others? Bruno, who is still lying in the intensive care unit, is really miserable.

Yan Xi, who had been drooping his eyes before, finally looked in the direction of Yan Zhengyang. He wanted to know who the son of a bitch who beat his cousin almost disabled is more than Cangling.

Yan Zhengyang looked at Yan Xi with complex eyes. The tablet was placed on the tea table, and a fairly clear surveillance video was playing inside.

In the video, a strange man punched and kicked Bruno, while Yanxi fainted nearby, but he didn't even touch his fingers.

Cangling looked at Yan Zhengyang with some confusion. Who is the man in the video? She doesn't remember seeing such a person at all.

"Yan Xi, you should be no stranger to this singer." Yan Zhengyang's indifferent voice frozen Yan Xi's whole body was stiff, and even her breathing stopped. She didn't know how to answer.

Of course he knows this man, and he is also very familiar with him.

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

"This man is Amy's boyfriend. I used to be a taekwondo coach." Yan Xi closed his eyes painfully and understood everything at the moment when he saw the man's figure appear next to Bruno.

A biting chill rose from the soles of his feet, and Yan Xi shivered with cold. In his sofa, his eyes were confused as if he could not find his way home.

Seeing that Yan Xi's state was not right, Cangling hurriedly found an excuse and comforted, "Amy is no longer around Mrs. Yan. Maybe Bruno offended her before and she deliberately retaliated."

Yan Xi suddenly looked up at him. The eyes hurt Cangling.