good morning little wife

Chapter 202: Xiaobie wins the wedding (2)
Yan Jue was taught a lesson, he touched his nose and didn't speak.

"Have they been caught?" Yan Zhenghong asked again.

Yan Jue's being framed was just a trivial matter, and Yan Zhenghong didn't actually intervene.If his son can't even solve this trivial matter by himself, then the Yan Group will not develop under his hands.

Yan Jue nodded and said, "Nobody."

Yan Zhenghong frowned, obviously not believing that an unknown pawn dared to commit crimes against the Yan family for no reason, and had the ability to cause such a big storm.

Yan Jue raised his eyes to meet his father, he asked: "Dad, what role did our Yan family play in the case of the Du family back then?"

At first, he thought that the Yan family and the Du family only broke up because of Du Shaoqing's death, so it was reasonable for them to stand by and watch after the Du family's accident.But if that was the case, Du Ruo's uncle would not have taken such a big risk against the Yan family just to avenge his nephew.

Yan Zhenghong frowned even tighter, and he asked, "Why did you bring this up all of a sudden?"

Because of the Du family's affairs, Yan Jue had a estrangement with his parents in the past few years, and almost never talked about it. He didn't expect that he would take the initiative to mention it this time.

"Because the police found Du Shuli's trace." Yan Jue said.

Even if he doesn't say it, his father will know sooner or later.The crux of the problem was that he didn't care about Du Shuli's life or death at all. What he wanted to know was what happened to the Du family back then, and whether there were truths that he didn't know.

"Is he related to this matter?" Yan Zhenghong frowned.

Yan Jue didn't speak, he was waiting for his father to explain to him.

Yan Zhenghong sighed, obviously still unwilling to talk more, pondered for a moment and said: "Leave this matter to me, and you don't have to worry about it."

Seeing this, Yan Jue couldn't understand it. When his face turned cold, there was a knock on the door. Aunt Fang came in, looked at Yan Zhenghong and said, "Young Master Yan came back so late, he must be hungry too. I haven't eaten outside these days, okay?" ? I made something to eat, sir, would you like to come down and eat something?"

The atmosphere in the study room was not good, and Aunt Fang could clearly see it.The words were addressed to Yan Zhenghong, but his eyes fell on Yan Jue's face.In the past few years, only Aunt Fang dared to interfere in the whole family, and luckily it was her.At this time, even if it was Guan Yuluo who came in, he couldn't resolve it, and maybe the conflict would escalate.

Because no matter how noisy the father and son were, the Yan family was harmonious in the eyes of outsiders.Even if Aunt Fang knew everything, Yan Jue would not disregard his father's face.Sure enough, he didn't speak any more, he just said: "I'll go down first." He lifted his feet and left the study.

Guan Yurao was waiting downstairs, but when he came downstairs, his expression was not the same as when he came back, or even worse, so he wanted to ask.Then he noticed Aunt Fang behind him, the two exchanged glances, and went upstairs one after another.

Yan Jue pretended he didn't see it, walked to the dining table and found it was empty, but there were vaguely busy sounds from the kitchen, looking sideways, he saw a woman's figure faintly reflected inside.

He stepped up and walked over, and sure enough, he saw his little wife—Sheng Xia, wearing an idyllic floral apron, standing by the stove filled with the aroma of food, stirring soup with a big spoon in her hand, busy with something.

She heard footsteps behind her and shouted, "Aunt Fang, could you please bring me a bowl?"

She was just taking over from Aunt Fang, and when she heard the footsteps, she naturally thought it was her who came back, but she turned her head and almost ran into Yan Jue's arms.Unsteady on his feet, he grabbed his arm subconsciously, and the familiar smell from his body filled his nostrils, and now he really plunged into his arms.

I haven't seen her for a few days, but her heart can't stop beating wildly.

(End of this chapter)