After entering the book, the young cannon fodder brought his short-lived mother to fly happily

Chapter 159 Don’t get your hands dirty

Yang Xiansheng slowly sat down again.

Yang Zhiyuan bowed and said, "Dad!"

"Is something wrong?"

"Dad, you called my fourth brother here, is there something you want me to do?"

"Well, tell him to kill two people!"

Yang Zhiyuan was shocked: "Who is Dad going to kill?"

Yang Xiansheng smiled slowly, his eyes were gentle, and his whole person was full of kindness: "Zhiyuan, don't ask about this kind of thing. You have always been doing business cleanly. Don't dirty your hands with those sinister means!"

Yang Zhiyuan's slightly dissatisfied expression suddenly eased.

He said, "Dad, look at this gift list, is there anything else you want to buy?"

"Very good, very comprehensive!" Yang Xiansheng's expression became even gentler: "You need to prepare for the wedding. These days, let the servants take care of the business matters."

"Okay, Dad!" Yang Zhiyuan responded, and suddenly said, "After Mom fell ill, even I, her son, disappeared. I don't know if she will show up on my wedding day!"

"Silly child, you are his eldest son. Even if she is not well, you will definitely attend! She is resting and recuperating these days, so don't disturb her."

"Yes, Dad!" Yang Zhiyuan felt that his father was in a good mood. He had always been strict with him before, and he had never been so friendly. Maybe it was because he was also very happy that he married the daughter of the Han family.

After Yang Zhiyuan left, Yang Xiansheng immediately went out.

He was not going there to handle business matters. He even changed to an inconspicuous carriage and drove to an alley in the south of the city, stopping in a courtyard.

The gate opened and he walked in. A pretty woman in her twenties came out to greet him.

It was the one who was hit in front of his carriage that day but left in a hurry.

"Axue!" Yang Xiansheng smiled and took the woman into his arms.

The woman looked up at him with gratitude in her eyes, as if he was her god. This look greatly pleased Yang Xiansheng and made him feel several years younger.

"Thank you, Master, for helping me settle my sister. I have already sent her back to her hometown!"

"There's no need to be polite between us!" Yang Xiansheng hugged her and walked into the house.

Even he himself did not expect that at his age, he would meet such a beautiful and eloquent person.

Especially this wonderful person, who relied on him wholeheartedly, looked up to him, and trusted him! She didn't want his money, but because he had helped her redeem her sister, she was full of gratitude.

He knew that this woman, who was gentle yet charming, and innocent yet graceful, was Cui Liuer, the former top performer in Wanxiang Tower.

But so what? Not all prostitutes are willing to be lowly. They have many reasons. For a prostitute, it is even more difficult to survive in such a dirty place.

She gave him her innocent body, and he redeemed her, built this small courtyard for her, and provided her with food and clothing. This was pity and love.

However, he still lifted her chin: "Axue, you didn't tell me that your sister was raised as a concubine by Yang Zhiyuan!"

When he sent people to do it, they were all shocked. They also realized that the son whom he once valued and worked hard to cultivate was not as steady and self-controlled as he seemed on the surface.

But none of this matters anymore!

Cui Liu'er looked at him with tears in her eyes: "I only know that she unfortunately became a concubine, but I don't know whose concubine it was. Master, I didn't mean to deceive you!"

"Okay, okay, I don't blame you. Yang Zhiyuan has many concubines, and your sister has long fallen out of favor. It doesn't take much effort to redeem her. It's just a piece of cake!"

"For Master Yu, this is a piece of cake. For me and my sister, this is a blessing from heaven. I will definitely serve Master well!"

Yang Xiansheng smiled with satisfaction, and the two of them embraced each other and went into the inner room, which was a charming room in itself.

Yang Zuoxian left the Yang Mansion and went to another courtyard.

The mother and daughter were sitting in the yard. Zhao Susu was combing Meng Yu's hair. Meng Yu's hair was a little longer and could barely be combed into two buns. She had a lively personality, and even if her hair was just combed into small buns, she was still very cute.

Yang Zuoxian stood there for a long time, listening to the conversation between the mother and daughter.

He didn't move until he finished combing his hair.

Zhao Susu raised her head: "Fourth Young Master?"

Yang Zuoxian hummed, walked over and sat on the chair next to him. He still looked at the mother and daughter without a smile on his face, and slowly said, "My father said that he would kill you and your daughter and send your bodies to the Luo family to make the Luo family in chaos. This way, he would have an opportunity to take advantage of them."

"Do you want to do that?"

Meng Yu raised her eyes. There were no guards around, and no one was watching her from the dark. She lowered her head again and continued to play by herself like a child.

Yang Zuoxian raised his lips, his narrow eyes were filled with emotions, dark and difficult to understand: "What if I say, I will do this?"

Mrs. Zhou brought breakfast to the mother and daughter. When she opened the door, the scene in front of her made her drop the tray in her hand.

What did she see?

There was a strong smell of blood in the quiet courtyard. The fourth young master, who was dressed gorgeously and looked superior, had blood on his hands and body. Even his eyes were blood red, full of ferocity.

The door was wide open. Inside the room, Madam Zhao was lying on the ground, her chest stained with blood. There was a pool of blood on the ground, and a bloody dagger was stuck in her chest. The child was not spared either. The mother and daughter died in the same tragic way!

"what……"

She let out a shrill scream.

As she shouted, someone suddenly flew into the yard.

It was a man in gray whose face could not be seen clearly. It was clearly daytime, but his face seemed to be in shadow. Mrs. Zhou looked at him several times but could not see his appearance clearly.

The man walked to the door, took a look, and frowned.

Yang Zuoxian glanced at him and said, "My father ordered me to kill them and send their bodies to the Luo family!"

The man paused, clasped his hands, and said in a very respectful voice: "For this kind of thing, the fourth young master doesn't have to do it himself, just let me do it!"

Yang Zuoxian seemed stunned for a moment, then he said, "Why didn't you say it earlier!" After that, he suddenly ran to the side.

Amidst Mrs. Zhou's shock and the puzzled gaze of the man in gray, he vomited.

The man in gray looked at him deeply, then looked at the bodies of the mother and daughter, and walked towards Yang Zuoxian: "Master, this is the first time you kill someone yourself!"

Yang Zuoxian vomited until his face turned pale and he said weakly: "I thought my father wanted me to do it myself!"

The man in gray seemed to smile: "That's because the master values ​​the young master!"

Yang Zuoxian finally stopped vomiting. He supported himself against the wall and stood up. His eyes fell on the man in gray. "I remember you. You were someone close to my father!"

"Yes, Master!"

"This villa belongs to me. Why are you here?"

The man in gray paused, then cupped his hands and said, "It was the master who ordered us to secretly protect the young master's safety!"

"So, how many of you are there? Call them all out!"