Lure from a wealthy family: The devil’s president can’t get enough

Mu Xingyao never expected that Yang Gan would be so arrogant. Seeing the blood-stained yellow hair and the punk kneeling on the ground, he felt dizzy, and his first reaction was to cause trouble.

Some people watched, and the timid ones ran away in fright. Someone shouted: "Kill it, kill it."

Seeing that Mu Xingyao was still standing there, Yang Qian helplessly said again: "Mommy, come here, okay?"

Immediately, some women with weak resistance screamed, what does this mean?Girls?Little Zheng is so vicious, who is this woman?

Seeing that there was a lot of commotion here, Tang Yuan hurried over, squeezed into the crowd and came to Mu Xingyao: "Miss, are you okay?"

Mu Xingyao ignored Tang Yuan and moved to Yang Gan, forced a smile to show Yang Gan, and reached out to hold his little hand, which was cold.

"Be obedient, put down the knife."

Yang Gan really regretted calling her mommy, if he hadn't been moved by the way she protected him just now, he wouldn't have called this gutless woman mommy.

Mu Xingyao reached out and rubbed Yang Gan's head, then said softly, "Hey, put down the knife, he's already passed out."

Yang Gan let go of his hand helplessly, and Mu Xingyao held the knife in his hand.

"Tang Yuan, take him away." When Mu Xingyao was holding the knife, her expression suddenly changed, she was as calm as a different person, someone had already called the police, and she had to protect Yang Gan.

Tang Yuan dragged Yang Qiang to leave when a police car honked its horn, and the little owner of the barbecue shop was already sitting on the ground, wanting to cry without tears.

Seeing Mu Xingyao's actions, Yang Gan was filled with indescribable emotions: "Stay here."

Tang Yuan stopped and stood between the two of them.

Mu Xingyao came over and squatted in front of Yang Gan and whispered, "Leave quickly, I'll be fine with someone to protect me."

"I should be the one who protects you. I won't leave." Yang Qian's indifferent face had soft eyes, and his words were still firm but not cold.

As soon as the police arrived, the crowd parted automatically, and the small owner of the barbecue restaurant greeted him tremblingly: "Comrade police, I really don't know what's going on, but you're here."

The policeman glanced at the man kneeling on the ground and the yellow hair beside him who had already passed out, and asked, "Who did the murder?"

Mu Xingyao couldn't care about Yang Gan anymore, she turned around and walked over: "It's me, this is the murder weapon."

The policeman was stunned, looked Mu Xingyao up and down a few times: "Come back to the police station with me."

Mu Xingyao handed the dagger to the policeman, and followed him calmly.

Yang Qian picked up the phone and called, and after a while the police phone rang: "Don't touch them, the chief will be here soon."

The little policeman didn't feel that the fight would alarm the chief, but he didn't dare to disobey the order, so he had to wait.

After a while, the police car came again. Accompanied by three or four police officers, the bald chief came in and said sharply: "These little bastards are provoking trouble, take them to the police station immediately, and send the injured to the hospital, and bring them under control."

The Huangmao group is also hated by everyone, and the crowd watching don't think it's wrong to deal with it like this.

A few police officers evacuated the crowd, and the director jumped over the crowd and came in front of Yang Qian. Due to the height difference, the director could only bow his head and bow: "Mr. Yang, I'm really sorry, how do you think about this matter?"

Mu Xingyao looked at the dramatic scene in front of her in a daze, and Yang Qian raised her head arrogantly: "We should at least be rewarded for eliminating harm for the people. Let's leave it as it is today, and I will pay for the medical expenses."

"No, no, they brought the blame on themselves, don't worry, it will be dealt with properly." The chief said, turning his head and giving the policeman beside him a wink.

The police officers stood side by side behind the chief, out of sight of most people.

The director bent down and whispered: "Prince, don't do anything in the market in the future, it's not easy for us."

"Well, let's go." Yang Gan turned his face away, saw the small owner of the barbecue shop, and said in a deep voice: "Calculate how much you lost, and give me the number." He completely ignored the director.

The chief left with the police officers and some gangsters, and Mu Xingyao woke up from the astonishment, and ran over to pull Yang Gan: "Let's go, leave it to Tang Yuan."

Yang Gan's eyes fell on Mu Xingyao's hand holding his, and he didn't pull it away, but whispered, "I want to eat chicken wings."

"Okay, I'll make it for you when I get home." Mu Xingyao was really frightened by the little guy, and wanted to leave immediately.

"No, didn't you say that the food in the barbecue restaurant is delicious?" Yang Gan looked at Mu Xingyao and smiled.

Mu Xingyao stopped and looked at Yang Gan, and nodded after a long while.

The little owner of the barbecue shop was terrified a long time ago, how could he dare to report the loss, and stood beside him in fear.

"Boss, give me a private room. I'll be responsible for the damage here." Mu Xingyao said, pulling Yang Gan into the barbecue shop.

"Single room?" The little boss was dumbfounded.

"Forget it, let's eat in the house." Mu Xingyao didn't want to make it difficult for others, so she dragged Yang Gan into the house.

In this way, all the barbecue restaurants on the roadside have a front room, with a few simple tables inside, and Mu Xingyao chose the innermost table for Yang Gan to sit down.

The owner of the barbecue shop came over with a crude menu, and looked at Mu Xingyao in embarrassment: "Sister, our place is simple, you are a noble person, I am afraid that the hospitality will not be good."

"It's okay, just do what you would do, just order one of the same." Mu Xingyao brought over two glass bottles of Coke and opened them, then returned to the seat with a straw in hand.

Seeing him eating happily, Mu Xingyao's heart became heavier and heavier as she sat aside, she found that the child in front of her was very pitiful, maybe he had never felt the warmth of true family affection.

Pick up the napkin next to him to help him wipe the corners of his mouth, and bring him a Coke to drink.

"It's only one yuan?" Yang Qian asked, looking at the almost empty glass bottle of Coke.

Mu Xingyao nodded.

"One more bottle." Yang Qian turned his head and shouted at the small owner of the barbecue shop who was waiting beside him, and continued to deal with the mutton skewers on the plate.

"Yang Gan, where do you live?" Mu Xingyao took the stick in his hand and asked.

"Office." Yang Gan replied without thinking.

"What to eat?" Mu Xingyao thought of the empty office without even a bed, how could he rest?

"Order, Tony is in charge." Yang Qian took the Coke from the little boss, took a big gulp, burped a little, and blushed in embarrassment.

Mu Xingyao pretended not to see it, lying on the table and said, "Come and live at home, I will cook a lot of delicious food, shall we accompany each other?"

Yang Qian put down the cola, his eyes were a bit deep, his godfather was very careful, he couldn't reveal any secrets, he thought for a while and said: "Okay, but you have to be very obedient."

Mu Xingyao collapsed, looking at Yang Gan: "You little brat, I should have told you this!"

With a sly smile, Yang Gan tilted his head: "You asked me to go to your house, of course I have to make a request, okay, let's go home."

Mu Xingyao got up helplessly, and brought a little trouble with her, is it true?