Metropolis: I was forced to be the villain

In the yard in front of the small attic, a little boy holding a toy excavator car is squatting on the ground and playing.

A young woman in a long beige dress came out of the attic, holding a glass of water in her hand, and shouted with a smile, "Xiao Yi, come and drink some water!"

"Mom, look at the little houses I piled up, don't they look good?" Chen Yi stood up, facing Sun Xue, smiling with a small face.

Sun Xue nodded with a smile, "Well, it looks good!"

She stroked Chen Yi's head, but looked out of the yard, as if she was waiting for someone.

"Mom, when is Dad coming back?" Chen Yi asked with his head raised as he drank up the water in his cup obediently.

Sun Xue knelt down and said with a smile, "Dad will be back in a while, you have to be good, you know?"

"Hmm!" Chen Yi nodded obediently, and trotted all the way into the attic.

Sun Xue shouted quickly from behind: "Run slower, don't fall!"

Seeing Chen Yi's earnest expression of moving a stool to wash his hands in the sink, a loving smile appeared on Sun Xue's face.

Outside the attic, Jiang Yanchen, who witnessed all this, also looked sideways. He suddenly recalled his childhood with emotion.

"Master, look!" Xiao Bai suddenly pointed to a direction, where several Mercedes-Benz drove slowly to the attic and stopped.

"Chen Li should be back." Xiang Nan guessed.

Sure enough, after Chen Li got off the car, he looked back and walked slowly into the yard. Sun Xue led Chen Yi out to greet him.

Jiang Yanchen propped his elbows on the edge of the car window, and propped his fists against the side of his face. He had some plans in mind.

Chen Li hugged Chen Yi with a smile on his face, and let him sit on his shoulders. It was easy to see that Chen Li loved his son very much, and liked this son very much.

As for his wife, Sun Xue, although she is not beautiful, she can be called a "big beauty". In addition to her job as an elementary school teacher, she has a bookish air all over her body, which is a unique kind. Temperament, exudes naturally from the inside out.

It can be said that Chen Li is a double success in family and career.

"Master, what do you say?" Xiao Bai asked, looking back at Jiang Yanchen.

To be honest, Jiang Yanchen wanted to use the most violent means to directly arrest Chen Li's son and wife, and then force him to submit, but this way of doing things was really too stupid.

As a super villain, Jiang Yanchen didn't want to insult his identity.

"Go back, we'll talk about it in two days." Jiang Yanchen shook his head slightly and closed the car window.

It was inevitable to attack Chen Li, but Jiang Yanchen hadn't figured out how to do it yet.

In order to control Tangzhuang Company, Xu Cong must be pulled down, and this Chen Li is a breakthrough.

Jiang Yanchen still needs to go back and think about the specific plan, and at the same time ask his wife Song Zhiwei, after all, Song Zhiwei is a strong business woman.

In the attic, a bodyguard in a black suit bent down and whispered in Chen Li's ear: "Mr. Chen, just a hundred meters outside the building, there is a Maybach that is a bit strange. went."

Hearing this, Chen Li frowned, waved his hands and said, "Strengthen the surveillance around, especially in the last week."

A figure suddenly appeared in Chen Li's mind. It was Jiang Yanchen. He murmured to himself and guessed, "Could it be him? But what is he doing here?"

Chen Li's frowning brows suddenly relaxed. He took a deep breath and thought to himself: "It seems that you are going to use tricks? I don't know what skills you have."

On the other side, after Jiang Yanchen returned to the Linjiang villa, Song Zhiwei took him to the study on the second floor, turned on the computer, pointed to the data graph on the computer screen, and said with a smile: "The mask is already being made, and it will be ready when the warehouse has it." If there are enough reserves, I will start to go to the counter and organize follow-up work such as publicity.”

"Thanks for your hard work!" Jiang Yanchen hugged Song Zhiwei forcefully into his arms, touched the back of her head with his palm, pressed his face against his, and whispered in her ear.

"Then you don't plan to reward me for anything?" Song Zhiwei stretched out her hand to touch her abdominal muscles and asked meaningfully.

Hearing this, Jiang Yanchen supported Song Zhiwei's shoulders with both hands, and asked with a smile, "Reward? What reward do you want?"

Song Zhiwei pretended to be thinking, while her beautiful eyes were turning, she suddenly stood on tiptoe and said, "The one you said last time."

"The one you mentioned last time? Which one?" Jiang Yanchen was suddenly a little confused, and asked subconsciously.

"It's in the research room, the one you mentioned!" Song Zhiwei said it naturally without blushing or heartbeat.

When mentioning the research room, Jiang Yanchen understood, and immediately said with a smirk: "Don't you think the desk is too tight?"

"Why? Don't you feel panicked this time?"

"I had a bed put in it."

"Eh...so fast?"

Jiang Yanchen raised his brows, good guy, he's a bit quicker in doing things.

"Aren't you afraid that people will hear it? Why are you thinking about it again this time?" Jiang Yanchen teased while reaching out to touch Song Zhiwei's chin.

"I want to play something exciting." Song Zhiwei suddenly raised her head and said seriously.

Facing Song Zhiwei's serious look, Jiang Yanchen suddenly felt a little moved. He nodded and said, "Okay, you decide the time."

"But when the time comes, don't beg for mercy, even if you beg for mercy, I won't agree!"

Hearing this, Song Zhiwei opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything to refute.

Outside the door, Condensed Frost knocked on the door, deliberately elongated her voice, and asked, "Can I come in now?"

Hearing the voice outside the door, Jiang Yanchen responded, "Come in!"

As soon as Ning Ningshuang entered the door, she saw that Jiang Yanchen and Song Zhiwei were still well dressed, and that the study room was neat and tidy, so she was a little dazed.

"Hey, that's not right, why is this different from what I imagined?" Ning Ningshuang murmured in her heart.

"Shuang'er, what's the matter?" Song Zhiwei raised her eyes and asked.

"Why didn't you do anything?" Leng Ningshuang unexpectedly answered the wrong question, asking such a question for the first time.

"Uh... Should we do something?" Song Zhiwei was also confused by the question, glanced at Jiang Yanchen with her beautiful eyes, and murmured softly.

Jiang Yanchen also spread his hands, "Are you asking me?"

"Lonely man and widow, in a room alone, nothing can happen?" Ning Ningshuang suddenly smiled.

"Let's talk about business!" Jiang Yanchen patted Ning Ningshuang's small head lightly, "What are you thinking about?"

"Hmph, I'm also here to get down to business, come home with me tomorrow morning!" Ning Ningshuang said with a grunt.

"Let me tell you, my mother may ask you some questions, and you just have to answer truthfully when the time comes." Leng Ningshuang said slowly in a commanding tone.

"As for my dad, you can just give him a drink!" Ning Ningshuang paced back and forth, analyzing methodically with her fingers, as if giving Jiang Yanchen some advice.