Tan Linyuan merely squinted his eyes slightly. Immediately, his subordinate took out a short piece of thin steel wire from his pocket and inserted it into the door lock.
After trying multiple times, the door still refused to open.
Tan Linyuan raised his hand. The subordinate stepped back guiltily. "Sorry, I failed to handle the task properly."
Tan Linyuan didn't blame him. Instead, he bent down and took a look at the door lock, knowing that it had been tampered with.
A tampered - with door couldn't be opened by normal means.
Tan Linyuan stared at the door. His gaze gradually turned deep, revealing a ferocity he had never shown before.
Down in the hall, Shen Yanche was already red with anger. Unable to wait for Wen Ying to give an answer, he raised a broken porcelain shard and was about to stab it into her stomach. "I'll kill this bastard!"
Just as his hand was raised halfway, there suddenly came a loud noise from the second floor. The whole villa shook.
Attracted by the commotion, Shen Yanche was in a daze for a second.
At the same time, Wen Ying, who had always seemed weak in Shen Yanche's arms, suddenly burst out with a force from somewhere. She broke free from his hold and no longer let herself be hostage. Without giving him any time to react, Wen Ying immediately grabbed his raised wrist and snatched the broken porcelain shard from his hand, then pressed it directly against Shen Yanche's throat!
She moved so nimbly that it was hard to catch her movements.
"Shen Yanche, I want your life!"
Wen Ying's face was extremely cold. Her actions were fast, accurate, and ruthless. She was only one centimeter away from cutting his throat.
"Wen Ying."
At this moment, Tan Linyuan's cold and lonely voice came from the second floor. "Wen Ying, calm down."
His tone was calm without a ripple.
Although it was just one more move away, Wen Ying's hand seemed to be controlled and didn't move down any further.
She couldn't disobey Tan Linyuan's order.
Shen Yanche's face had turned pale. Looking at the completely changed Wen Ying in front of him, he suspected that he was having a hallucination.
Was this really Wen Ying?
He would even believe that she was a hired killer.
That kind of fierce and decisive look in her eyes, as well as her obviously trained skills, were far beyond the level of an 18 - line singer.
Shen Yanche was so scared that he didn't even dare to breathe, let alone think any further.
When facing a great disaster, one's life was the most important thing.
There was still killing intent in Wen Ying's eyes as she stared at Shen Yanche, but she really didn't continue to take action.
Shen Yanche quickly took several steps back in fear. Most of the blood in his body had turned cold.
People could have a premonition before death.
Just now, Wen Ying really intended to kill him and definitely had the ability to do so.
However, he had absolutely no idea what deep hatred he had with Wen Ying that made her wish him dead.
In fact, even if one didn't count all the things the Shen family had done to Wen Ying, just the fact that Shen Yanche had tried to harm the child in her womb was enough to make Wen Ying hate him.
She was a mother, and it was her responsibility to protect her child.
It was her instinct.
At this moment, the whole place was extremely quiet.
With a "clank" sound, the broken porcelain shard in Wen Ying's hand fell to the ground. Sweat broke out on her forehead, and her legs went weak and she started to sink.
Before she could fall, the strong man rushed over and caught her in an instant.
"Yingying!" the man called out anxiously. "What's wrong with you? Do you have a stomachache?"
The moment she fell into the man's arms, Wen Ying showed a contented smile. Then she grabbed his arm tightly and closed her eyes.
She had been longing for this embrace for a long time.
The moment he touched her, the man's expression changed greatly and he was very nervous. "Call an ambulance quickly! Her water broke!"
Tan Linyuan came down from the second floor. His expression was as cold as ever. "Send the pregnant woman to the hospital first."
Shen Yanche opened his mouth, still wanting someone to stop Wen Ying and the man, but was silenced by Tan Linyuan's cold and gloomy gaze.
Even if he was the most obtuse person, he knew who was in charge of the situation now.
The guests who had come to the wedding had been scared by the commotion and had already left in a hurry. The whole Shen family was in a complete mess.
There were fragments of Buddha statues all over the ground, flowers that had been trampled and crushed, and the originally pure white tulle ribbons...
Everything looked like a huge joke.
It was like a great building on the verge of collapse.
Tan Linyuan walked up to Shen Yanche step by step. Looking at his embarrassed and haggard face, he said in a cold voice, "Where is Nanyu?"
"How should I know?" Shen Yanche said angrily. "I was about to ask you. Why haven't I seen Nanyu all day?"
Nanyu had promised him that as long as he got that broken seal, she would intercede for him with Tan Linyuan.
Taking advantage of Shen Suhai's inattention, he had deliberately taken out the seal and placed it in the most conspicuous place.
Who would have thought that such a chaotic scene would happen today.
"Tan Linyuan, stop playing the thief who shouts 'Stop the thief'. You're not satisfied with the chaos in the Shen family today. You're just trying to pin the blame on me!"
So far, he had two hats on his head.
And they were both green.
In his desperation, Shen Yanche didn't even care about the order of seniority. The look in his eyes when he looked at Tan Linyuan was full of vicious hatred. "I've been calling you Uncle all this time. Do you deserve it?"
Shen Yanche didn't seem to be lying.
At this critical moment, he had no reason to continue lying.
So Tan Linyuan turned to look at Shen Suhai.
Shen Suhai was still coughing. The asthma attack hadn't subsided yet. The servant beside him was handing him water and patting his back.
It wasn't until his breath finally calmed down that Tan Linyuan coldly said, "Release Nanyu."
"I don't understand." Shen Suhai said impatiently and turned his head away. "I've already said I don't understand. What Nanyu are you looking for? The Shen family has lost enough face today!"
"Shen—Su—hai."
Tan Linyuan's eyes darkened. He was as cold as the Yama from hell. "I'll say it one more time. Release Nanyu."
The words came out of his lips. There was no aura like that of a god.
His face was still cold and clear. There was not a trace of the "human" aura, only extreme coldness and stillness.
He was still the same as before, silent like a high - ranking Buddha statue.
However, at this moment, his temperament was not the detachment from the mortal world that a god should have.
It was the killing intent and ferocity that only a devil had.
"If you don't hand Nanyu over right away, I'll immediately send people to dig up the Shen family."
There was fierce rage surging in his eyes, and his voice was extremely cold, like a devil's whisper. "If I still can't find her, I'll dig up the Shen family's old mansion and even dig out the Shen family's graves. I'll ask all the ancestors if they know where Nanyu is."
He wasn't threatening.
He was just informing.
He not only said so, but was also going to do it.
Shen Suhai's face suddenly changed. His facial muscles trembled. It seemed that his asthma had flared up again. He turned his face to the side and coughed.
After the coughing stopped, he sneered. His voice was hoarse and vicissitudinous. "Tan Linyuan, you're really overestimating yourself."
"Do you also have the idea of snatching that lucky girl to reverse your bad luck? Hah, it's just wishful thinking!"