Now I really want him to face it. I can't stand it!

Almost all the way rushed into the door, left Huang Lili in the living room, walked into the study, opened the door and saw Du Boxiong pacing up and down in front of the window with his hand in his hand, his face angry.

Hearing the sound of opening the door and entering, he suddenly turned around and swept his eyes towards him.

Du Jiayan was immediately shocked by this look back a few steps, a layer of cold sweat came out in front of his forehead.

He shrunk his shoulders with fear and hesitation. "Dad What's wrong with you? What can I do for you? "

Du Boxiong took another look at her. He walked to the table and sat down. Seeing Du Jiayan, he seemed to be scared. He stood in the same place and didn't dare to move. He seemed to realize that his mood was out of control. Looking at his most precious son, he could not help but bear his anger and temper. He knocked on the table and said: "sit down!"

Du Jiayan twisted his eyebrows and slowly sat down at the table.

Du Boxiong sighed helplessly and asked coldly, "Jiayan, what have you done to offend others these days?"

"Offend? Who am I offending? " Du Jiayan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't think of too much. He shook his head suddenly and said, "no!"

"Tell me the truth!" Du Boxiong frowned, and his tone was a little tough.

Du Jiayan said wrongly, "Dad! I really didn't! Do I look like a troublemaker? What's the matter with you? It's like eating dynamite As soon as I come back, you will challenge me! "

Looking at Du Boxiong's increasingly livid face, Du Jiayan's voice became increasingly low and inaudible.

"Oh, dynamite? You are forcing your father to die! "

"What did I do?" Du Jiayan shouted?! I didn't do anything! "

"You didn't do anything? You didn't do anything people called me! How did you get into trouble? "

Du Jiayan became more and more confused. "What other people's? Who is this "other people"?! Dad, even if you blame me, you should let me know! "

"Well, well, then I'll make it clear to you!"

Du Boxiong took a cup of tea and gulped it in several mouthfuls, then sighed again, frowned and asked, "Jiayan, how did you annoy Mu Shao?"

"Moo little?" Du Jiayan raised his eyebrows oddly, and then thought of what happened tonight. He thought to himself, "clucking". He wondered if it was someone else who had told him to come to the door?

But he dare not admit it.

"Who is that? I don't know! Which is the least

"How many admirers can there be in the capital? That is... " Du Boxiong lowered his voice, "President of the Tisheng financial group, mu Yazhe!"

Where did Du Jiayan dare to admit it? He just insisted that he didn't know and shook his head in silence. "I don't even know who moyazhe is! What have I done to him? "

Du Boxiong sneered a few times, nodded and said, "Oh! ha-ha! Yes, you didn't offend him, but you bullied his people. Aren't you embarrassing others

"His people?" Du Jiayan has some bad premonitions. Does dad know everything.

"Who is it?" He asked knowingly, but he was a little afraid to ask.

Du Boxiong glared at him and said angrily, "who else can it be? You dare to pretend with me, do you not see the coffin without tears! Be honest and call me in! "