The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 975 Was this planned by Yan Bei?

"What are you doing? I don't know you. I'm telling you, my husband will be here soon."

"Ms. Shen, I can't wait for your husband to come."

The next second, a sack was put over Shen Qing's head, and Shen Qing could not see anything in an instant.

"Let me go."

"Yan Bei, save me."

"Yan Bei."

Then she was dragged into the car by several people.

Shen Qing continued to struggle.

"What on earth are you trying to do? I'm telling you, my husband won't be able to find me soon, so he'll definitely come looking for me, and you'll be finished."

"Stop making trouble, or we'll knock you out."

At this time, a man said, "No need to knock her out. We need her to serve Brother Fu well later!"

Shen Qing said, "Brother Fu? Is that Fu Yang?"

"Ms. Shen is just smart."

"Did Fu Yang ask you to do this?"

"It doesn't matter who told us to do this, Miss Shen. If you have anything to say, just talk to Brother Fu later!"

"You are shameless. Let me go quickly, or you will regret it."

"Don't worry, Miss Shen. We'll let you go when we see Brother Fu later."

"..."

Half an hour later, Shen Qing was dragged out of the car by several people.

Then he was taken to a place and put down.

She continued to struggle.

"Ms. Shen, don't worry, Brother Fu will be here soon."

Then the sack on Shen Qing's head was pulled off.

Shen Qing found herself in an empty room with only a bed.

She tried to stand up, but her hands and feet were tied up.

"You bastards will get your comeuppance sooner or later."

"Miss Shen, our Brother Fu has liked you for a long time. Just obey our Brother Fu today!"

"Impossible, tell Fu Yang, it's impossible unless I die."

At this moment, the door outside was suddenly opened.

The man in the room continued, "It seems that our Brother Fu is here."

Suddenly a tall figure stood at the door.

"Brother Fu, you..."

The man just turned around and saw Yan Bei, "Why are you here?"

"Of course I came to see you."

At this moment, Shen Qing looked up and saw Yan Bei, with a look of surprise on her face, "Yan Bei, save me quickly."

"Don't worry, honey. You'll be fine."

"Yeah." Shen Qing nodded, her eyes revealing her trust in Yan Bei.

The man continued, "Where's Brother Fu? Where is he? What did you do to Brother Fu?"

Then Yan Bei swung his fist directly at the man's face, "Don't worry, I'll let you go see your brother Fu later."

Yan Bei turned to look at Yang Jian, "Take the madam out."

"Okay, Mr. Yan."

Yang Jian quickly untied Shen Qing and took her to the room outside.

Yan Bei inside closed the door and continued beating the man.

Opposite were two men.

Yan Bei didn't want to let any of them go.

Twenty minutes passed without a break, and the two men lay on the ground, dying.

He curled his lips and said, "Go see your brother Fu!"

After saying that, Yan Bei walked out of the room.

Shen Qing saw him walking towards him, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, let's go."

Yan Bei looked at Yang Jian and said, "Deal with them."

"Don't worry, Master Yan."

Shen Qing asked worriedly, "What happened to those two people?"

"Nothing, I just can't get up."

"That's a serious injury!"

"It shouldn't be a light punishment." Yan Bei didn't want Shen Qing to know that he had beaten someone to death.

"Well, let's go! They deserve it."

When they got in the car, Yan Bei said, "Wife, let's go hiking!"

Shen Qing shook her head and said, "I don't want to go anymore."

"Okay, I'll take you home then."

"Uh-huh."

Yan Bei drove Shen Qing back home.

Then he went to the company.

Shen Qing sat on the sofa in the Yan family's living room, feeling a little strange.

Why didn't Yan Bei ask her how she was kidnapped?

And Yan Bei appeared just in time.

I didn't see Fu Yang either.

What a coincidence!

Just now, when Yan Bei went to buy water, she was kidnapped.

Could this be planned by Yan Bei?

Impossible! What's his purpose? Besides, how could Yan Bei hurt her?

Forget it, don’t think about it. As long as she is fine now, that’s enough.

At this time, Sister Zhang came back with her two children.

Seeing Shen Qing at home, Sister Zhang asked in confusion, "Madam, didn't you go hiking with the young master today?"

Shen Qing curled her lips and said, "Something unexpected happened just now, so I couldn't go."

"So this is ah!"

An An Kang Kang also walked over to her and asked, "Mom, since you didn't go hiking with Dad today, how about taking us to the playground?"

Shen Qing said, "Mom is too tired today, let's wait until next week!"

"OK then!"

An An Kang Kang agreed sensibly.

"How about Mommy play with you guys at home? Didn't you learn to paint? How about I paint with you guys?"

"Okay."

An An Kang Kang agreed.

Shen Qing and the children went to the studio upstairs.

She created it specifically for her two children.

"Okay, you can start."

An An and Kang Kang both sat in front of their drawing boards very seriously.

The studio was very quiet, with only the occasional babbling of children, the rustling of paintbrushes against paper, and Shen Qing's soft laughter.

Here, she is not the businesswoman who needs to be perfect at all times, but just the most ordinary and beloved mother to An An and Kang Kang. She accompanies them, depicting the world in her heart with her childish brushstrokes, and enjoying this rare, undisturbed parent-child time.

At this moment, her world only contains these two little figures and the colorful world full of childlike innocence and imagination described by them.

She picked up a spare paintbrush and quietly added a smiling sun on the blank space of the children's drawing paper, shining warmly on Kang Kang's "skyscraper" and An An's "rainbow garden".

Seeing the children's focused and happy faces, Shen Qing's lips curled up into a heartfelt, tender smile. This was perhaps her truest, happiest self as Shen Qing, not "Mrs. Shen."

at the same time.

the other side.

Yan Bei returned to the company.

Yang Jian called, "Mr. Yan, both of them have been dealt with. Do you have anything else to say?"

"No more. You can come back now."

"it is good."

Yan Bei hung up the phone and curled the corners of his mouth. He had caught this fish, and he didn't know how many more fish he needed to catch. Those that should surface should surface quickly, because she would not let any of them go.

No one in Kyoto could bully Yan Bei. Otherwise, there would be only one way out: death.