C540 That Would Depend on Whether He Was Worth It or Not
C540 That Would Depend on Whether He Was Worth It or Not
The way the two families interacted was also not bad. Grandma Yung herself was an extremely valiant woman. It did not take long for her to have a good relationship with Muh Jingyan's mother.
After lunch, she directly pulled Muh Jingyan and Muh Qingwan to the backyard, leaving old master Yung, Dongfang Zhan and Yung Mo, the three big men, to discuss business together.
In the study, the three of them were sitting, but the atmosphere was a little heavy.
"Say it, brat. What's going on? Why did you explode?"
There were only three people left in the room. Old master Yung did not care about Dongfang Zhan, who was beside him, and said to Yung Mo in a deep voice.
Since they were all back, Yung Mo didn't want to tell old master Yung about some things, but he would still comfort them.
"It's too troublesome to talk about this matter. You will know in a few days' time. In fact, if I didn't prepare for this beforehand, I would have kept a secret. Your grandson should really have died! "
Yung Mo would not lie about this. If he had not rushed over to Mumu when he heard that Mumu had woken up, he would not have given it to her. Such an empty slot. He would have given her a chance to kill him.
Fortunately, even though he was overly excited, he quickly calmed down. He immediately made some arrangements and let Yelang lead his men to follow their route and leave the sea.
At this moment, Yung Mo couldn't help but feel glad that he had left an escape route. Otherwise, how could he see his wife now?
"Who is it? Who dares to attack my Yung family?"
Old master Yung was infuriated when he heard that this was true.
Yung Mo's expression towards old master Yung's fury faded a little. There was a trace of coldness and coldness on his dark and cold face.
"I will handle this matter well. I won't let go of anyone who has attacked me. But at that time, you better not care about anything!"
Yung Mo did not believe that the old man knew nothing about this. Even if that was the old man's father and son, Yung Mo would never allow them to climb onto his head like this. If Yung Feng and Ji Tian were not eliminated, his and Mumu's lives would not be easy.
Furthermore, Mumu had returned. He still had to hide in the dark. Those two people had plotted against Mumu.
As expected, after hearing Yung Mo's words, old master Yung's face turned ugly. After a long time, he sighed in frustration.
"Last time, I asked your subordinate to pass a message to you. That was what I meant. Some people have to take responsibility for what they have done. A tiger does not eat its own son. Even my own son and father want to take action against me. I will just treat it as if I have never given birth to this son of mine. However, Mo, you still have to promise me one thing!"
Old master Yung had gotten old very quickly after the news of Yung Mo's death spread. The white hair on his head had become denser.
"Tell me, what is it?"
Yung Mo narrowed his eyes. His cold gaze shot towards old master Yung as he asked in a deep voice.
"If possible, let him live!"
After all, he was his son. He didn't care how much trouble his grandson was going through. Whether it was crippling Yung Feng or throwing him into a desolate place to imprison him, he just wanted to keep his life.
"Keeping him alive depends on whether he's worth it or not. I won't let him live just because he's my father!"
Even though he was Yung Feng's son, he wouldn't let go because he knew that once he let him go, what awaited him would be an even more violent storm. He might be able to let Yung Feng live, but the premise was that this man was firmly under his control and would never have the chance to turn the tables.
"Sigh, it's fine. You think about it yourself!"
Old master Yung was very satisfied with his most outstanding grandson. However, when he thought of his unaccomplished son, old master Yung could not help but feel sad.
He really didn't want to get involved in the matter of a white-haired man giving away his black hair, but he couldn't forgive what that bastard had done.
Fine, let the young man do whatever he wants. He was old, he was really old!
Old master Yung stayed for a while and went out. Soon, only Yung Mo and Dongfang Zhan were left in the study.
"I do not object to you killing Yung Feng. On the contrary, I support you. If he is alive, the ones who will be in danger of turning the tables will be you and Yanyan!"
Dongfang Zhan did not care about Yung Mo's ruthlessness. In this world, who would want to survive without getting hurt by blood? If others were ruthless, you must be even more ruthless than them. Otherwise, the one who would die would only be you.
You could never hope that farmers and snakes could survive well. As long as a cold-blooded animal like a snake was found by him, sooner or later, he would bite you to death.
"I know, I will not let anyone hurt Mumu!" Yung Mo said with certainty.
Dongfang Zhan looked at Yung Mo's serious face and nodded. He had known this kid for a while. Although this kid was cruel to people who forced him, he had nothing to say to his Baby Girl. He was naturally relieved.
"The wedding has been roughly discussed. In two days' time. I will return to Eastern Europe International with Qinger. The blood curse on that girl has yet to be cured. Elder Yao also said that the next time she goes unconscious, the situation will be more dangerous. I don't think that girl will tell you these things. Protect her well! "
Yung Mo's eyes narrowed. That little girl really hadn't told him these things. His heart couldn't help but sink slightly. He looked at Dongfang Zhan and said coldly: "Okay, I understand. I will take good care of her. Father-in-law, don't worry!"
The two of them discussed some things in the study before coming out of the study.
Muh Jingyan, Grandma Yung and the other two had just returned from the back garden and when they saw that they had already sat down in the living room, they could not help but welcome them.
"Have you guys made a deal?"
Muh Jingyan walked to Yung Mo's side. Her cold and delicate little face had a slight smile. She seemed to be in a good mood.
"En, are you tired? If you are tired, go and sleep for a while!"
Before Muh Jingyan came close, Yung Mo had already stepped forward and wrapped his arm around Muh Jingyan's waist. His gentle and big hand gently brushed Muh Jingyan's protruding belly. His deep and cold eyes were filled with a faint light of gentleness and indulgence.
"How can she be so delicate!"
Looking at Yung Mo's 24 filial husband's appearance, Muh Jingyan could not help but glare at Yung Mo. To others, that look did not seem like it, but in Yung Mo's eyes, it was the tenderness of a younger daughter's family. A cold and hard heart instantly softened.