you are my joy

After Sun Youan left, Mrs. Yan changed her clothes and went to Yan Chenyu's villa in the east of the city.

At first, the bodyguards who followed her just thought it was her wife who was going out and didn't take it to heart.

But as Yan Chenyu's villa got closer and closer, the bodyguards noticed something was wrong.

"This direction...why is it getting closer and closer to the young master's villa?"

"Madam is going to the young master's villa?"

The bodyguard's expression changed, "Do you want to inform the young master?"

In case the young lady is alone in the villa and the lady goes, wouldn't it be a coincidence?
Another bodyguard pondered for a few seconds.

"The relationship between madam and young master is tense now. Young master Sun came here again just now, and I don't know what he said to madam. Let's inform young master first."

That Young Master Sun has had bad intentions for a day or two, so Madam couldn't see it.

……

Ten minutes later, Mrs. Yan's car stopped at the gate of Yan Chenyu's villa.

The servant saw the face of the license plate changed, and stepped forward tremblingly.

"lady……"

Madam Yan got out of the car and gave the servant a sidelong glance.

"Where's Chen Yu?"

The servant squeezed his hands anxiously, "The young master is not here."

Madam Yan said coldly, "He's not here, is that woman here?"

The servant glanced guiltyly at Mrs. Yan, met her cold gaze inadvertently, and lowered his head in panic.

"I don't know what Ma'am is talking about."

"Just pretend to be confused with me, get out of the way!"

Madam Yan pushed away the servant who stood in front of her, and strode into the villa.

The servant quickly followed Madam Yan, flustered and frightened.

They had heard early in the morning that the Yan family did not accept the Young Madam.

They can't say anything about the young master's marriage.

Madam paid a sudden visit today, and I don't know if she knew about the Young Madam living here.

As soon as Mrs. Yan entered the door, she saw the two pairs of slippers at the door, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It seems that the woman really lives here.

Madam Yan looked around the living room, but found nothing, turned around and walked upstairs.

The servant behind him was winking at another servant, telling her to call the young master immediately.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Mrs. Yan walking upstairs.

His complexion changed, and he hurriedly chased after her and stopped Mrs. Yan.

"Ma'am, the second floor is the bedroom, which is a private space. The young master has ordered that no one can go up except him."

Madam Yan's complexion immediately sank, and she sternly reprimanded:
"Presumptuous! I'm a fucking mother! Am I not even qualified to see my son's bedroom?"

The servant blocked Madam Yan's way and bent slightly.

"Madam, please don't embarrass me."

"Go away!"

Madam Yan pushed the person in front of her away and walked upstairs quickly.

The servant slipped and sat on the stairs, but he still endured the pain and got up and chased after him.

"Madam...madam...you really can't go up."

"lady!"

The servant chased to the door, but it was still a step too late. The bedroom door had already been shut heavily, and even locked from the inside.

The servant stomped her feet anxiously, ran downstairs quickly, saw Chunyang, and grabbed her anxiously.

"Call the young master quickly!"

Chunyang patted her hand lightly, signaling her not to worry.

"The young master is on his way back."

"What should I do, Ma'am has entered the young master's room, will the young master blame me?" The servant rubbed his hands in a panic, his tone faintly crying.

Chunyang pinched her shoulders and comforted her:
"No, don't worry, the young master and young lady are fine."

As she spoke, she turned her head to look in the direction of the stairs with a serious expression on her face.

I just don't know what the purpose of Madam's visit this time is.

As soon as he entered the door and went straight to the bedroom, it couldn't be that he knew something.

At this time, Mrs. Yan saw that the dressing table in the bedroom was covered with all kinds of expensive cosmetics, and her anger surged in her heart.

She was already mentally prepared before coming, but after arriving at the villa, she confirmed that the woman really lived here, and she still felt an unknown fire in her heart.

She worries about these things every day, but they are fine and live freely.

Gritting her teeth, Mrs. Yan suppressed her anger, went straight to the bedside, opened the bedside table and found something.

The scattered contraceptives in the drawer made her feel slightly relieved.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the red corner inadvertently, making Mrs. Yan suspicious.

She pulled out the red thing at the bottom, and when she saw the words on it, her pupils shrank severely.

Marriage certificate! ?

They got married without telling her?

Does this brat still have her and his father in his eyes? ?
Madam Yan gritted her teeth tightly, and walked out angrily.

Seeing the servant standing in the living room, he slammed the marriage certificate on the servant's face.

"what is this?"

The servant was a little dazed by the smash, and when he saw the things on the ground clearly, his face was full of horror.

"Ma'am, this belongs to the young master, why do you..."

"I ask you what is this!?"

No wonder the servants have been blocking her since she entered the door.

It turned out that she was afraid that she would find out that they were married.

Her son is getting better and better now!

"If you have any questions, just ask me. Why do you have to make things difficult for a servant?"

Yan Chenyu's voice came from the door, and the man walked in with one hand in his pocket, showing no signs of anxiety.

He walked up to the servant and picked up the marriage certificate on the ground, wiped off the dust, and put it in his pocket.

When Madam Yan saw him, she sneered angrily.

"You came back quite quickly, so you're so afraid that I'll find out your secret?"

Yan Chenyu curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled casually, but there was a bit of coldness in his black eyes.

"Mom, after all, you are also the matriarch of the family. You are not afraid of losing your identity by looking through other people's things."

Madam Yan became angry when she saw his playful smile, and angrily reprimanded:
"Yan Chenyu! Stop talking to me! What's the matter with the marriage certificate! Do I agree with you to marry this woman?"

Yan Chenyu pulled the corner of his mouth lightly.

"Do you agree or not? We already have a marriage certificate. We are now a legal couple. Mom, if you are so angry, why don't you think about the wedding?"

wedding! ?
He still wants a wedding?

dream!

Madam Yan was furious, and her voice suddenly became louder.

"Do you think she can enter Yan's house with a marriage certificate? Don't even think about it! Divorce, or you and I will sever the relationship between mother and child, you choose!"

The curvature of the corner of the mouth disappeared bit by bit, the smile disappeared from Yan Chenyu's warm face, and the coldness that had been hidden under the smile emerged.

"Do you really want me to choose? Mom, once the answer is spoken, there is no room for maneuver. Do you really want to do everything?"

Mrs. Yan was shocked by the cold and indifferent aura on his body, her pupils shrank, and the aura was instantly suppressed.

Her intuition told her that if she insisted on letting him choose one of the two, the result would not be what she wanted.

She took a deep breath and said coldly:

"Okay! I can't control you! I'll let your dad control you!"

After saying that, Mrs. Yan took out her mobile phone and dialed Patriarch Yan's number.