After the second marriage, I acted weak in a wealthy family

Chapter 127 Uncontrollable
"I don't want a wife who treats me like a tool, everyone should calm down." Liu Yi'an stirred his eyes, and when He Biya said this, he heard it clearly, but he still couldn't control it I really want He Biya to repeat it.

"Butler Yang."

Liu Yi'an called softly, and Steward Yang stood upright beside him, "What orders does Second Young Master have?"

"Don't you wonder who that person was last night?"

Liu Yi'an lowered his eyes, and his fingertips kept beating on the armrest of the sofa. Butler Yang looked at it, feeling itchy in his heart.

"Second young master, I checked the surveillance and searched the garden, but no one was found. The old lady is still lying in the hospital." Steward Yang frowned, but he didn't think it was necessary to find this person. .

Yesterday, the guards of the Liu family searched the inside and outside of the Eternal Manor.

"Now the guards of the Liu family are in charge of the Fuyun security personnel, and they are also my father-in-law." Liu Yi'an blew the horn and hooked, and there was a bit of solemnity on his clean face. Yang Butler's heart fluctuated, as long as he didn't speak , he can keep the person the old lady wants to keep.

"In the past, when the master was around, he would come and walk around, but he never came again. It was Mingyao's anniversary celebration that day, when he met the old lady."

When he was in the Liu family, Steward Yang knew more or less about it. Song Fuyun also helped him a lot during the years when the master worked hard, but for some reason, the two of them seldom moved around after that.

"When the soup is ready, I'll take it to Mom."

Liu Yi'an patted Butler Yang on the shoulder. He had more than one thing on his mind, "It's been hard work for you in the Liu family these years. Did Butler Yang think about where to retire?"

Liu Yi'an walked towards the kitchen while talking, he likes to wear loose solid-color shirts, each one makes his tall and straight figure look more clear, standing in the center of Liu's hall, Yang Butler is actually a little lost, " Young master, I'm not old yet, and I haven't thought about retirement."

Yang Jianjian answered honestly, when suddenly a figure appeared at the gate of Liu's house.

"Brother Nuo, I found out what you asked me to check."

It is Xiangyang.

"Who is this?"

Looking at Xiang Yang's white hair, Butler Yang's eyes lit up.

"Xiangyang, a friend of mine."

Liu Yi'an's voice came from the kitchen, Xiang Yang glanced at Butler Yang and followed him in. He whispered something in Liu Yi'an's ear.

Liu Yi'an looked solemn, turned off the gas stove, and saw Butler Yang walking over and was about to fill the chicken soup, but Liu Yi'an firmly held down his hand.

"Who said you have to reach old age to take care of the elderly, Steward Yang, in this family, you will always know more than me."

Liu Yi'an drew a smile between his brows and eyes, his smile was slightly cool, and he frowned at Butler Yang, "Is this family surnamed Wu or Liu?"

Liu Yi'an took the soup lunch box from Butler Yang, and filled it up for Wu Juan with the chicken soup that Butler Yang personally cooked. He moved slowly, as if he was waiting for something.

"Master, why don't I tell you?" Butler Yang felt tighter. Since the death of the master, the family has been ruled by the surname Wu. Although there is still the young master Liu Yiping, he seldom spends his thoughts on the Liu family. on the family business.

Liu Yi'an handed the spoon to Butler Yang, "You come."

Butler Yang said while filling the soup, "The people from last night."

(End of this chapter)