readsfreenovel Chapter 174 Back to the World 1: Fatherly Love and Filial Piety
Chapter 174 Back to the World 1: Fatherly Love and Filial Piety
At this moment, the Yan family was in a state of chaos, like a pot of boiling porridge, bubbling everywhere, with no clue at all.
Yan Xianqi was furious, his face flushed red and veins bulged on his forehead. He grabbed an exquisite glass and threw it without hesitation at a researcher who was lowering his head and trembling with fear.
There was a crisp "bang" sound, and the glass hit the researcher's head heavily, shattering instantly, with glass fragments flying everywhere.
Although the researcher had a bloody head, he didn't even dare to make a sound. Not only that, his head hung even lower and his waist bent even more. He was like a frightened ostrich, wishing he could hide himself completely.
"Fifteen whole years! He's been kept in safe custody for all those fifteen years. How could he be lost at this critical juncture? How on earth do you manage this?"
Yan Xianqi widened his eyes and roared at the top of his lungs. His fiery gaze was like sharp arrows, piercing straight at everyone present.
"And I can't even find any useful clues. Why do I keep you good-for-nothings? Are you all useless?" He became more and more excited as he spoke, his chest heaving violently as if he would explode at any time.
"Don't you know what serious consequences will be caused once you let that guy out? You dare to take such an important matter lightly!" Yan Xianqi roared and slammed the table hard, causing the documents and items on the table to jump up.
At this moment, a slightly childish but angry voice suddenly rang out from the crowd: "This isn't the teacher's fault. That person disappeared inexplicably. What does this have to do with the teacher? Why do you treat our respected teacher like this?"
The speaker was a younger researcher who usually respected the bullied teacher. But now, seeing his teacher being yelled at and beaten by Yan Xianqi like a dog, he had already accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction and resentment in his heart.
Hearing these words, Yan Xianqi's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, like the sky before a storm, depressing and terrifying.
His already cold eyes now gleamed even colder. He stared intently at the young researcher who dared to talk back, and slowly squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "What...did...you...just...say?"
Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard.
The young researcher's face was pale, veins bulging on his forehead; he had clearly reached the limit of his endurance. For the past few years, he had been living in fear and repression, his inner anger like a volcano about to erupt.
Now, I am going to die anyway. Since I am destined to be unable to escape Yan Xianqi's extremely cruel methods, I might as well vent my anger before I die.
He took a deep breath, as if to gather all the strength in his body into his throat, and then suddenly opened his throat and let out a deafening laugh.
"Hahahaha... What am I going to say? I'm going to say that you're a complete waste! That you're all show and no use at all! That you're nothing but a pitiful, pathetic, hypocritical person!"
His laughter stopped abruptly. His eyes widened in anger as he stared at Yan Xianqi in front of him and continued to roar, "All the glory and wealth of the Yan family originated from Yan Chu! And now? He's missing, his whereabouts unknown! Without him, your Yan family is like a building without its pillars. It will collapse and become nothing!"
At this point, the young researcher paused for a moment, a hint of disdain curling up in his lips. "And as for those filthy research you've hidden away in the underground, don't think you can keep it a secret forever."
"One day, these scandals will be exposed to the world, allowing everyone to see the true colors of you guys! I really can't understand what's in your heads? Instead of cherishing the gifted Yan Chu, you chase after that good-for-nothing young master!"
"You are looking for death!" There was a roar like thunder out of the blue, and Yan Jincheng suddenly appeared from nowhere like a ghost.
His eyes were blazing with fire, veins bulging on his forehead, and he pounced forward like an enraged lion at lightning speed, swinging a powerful fist and hitting the young researcher in the face.
The researcher was caught off guard and his body suddenly tilted, almost falling to the ground.
However, he didn't show any weakness. Instead, he sneered and casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Then, he stared at Yan Jincheng with a look full of provocation and disdain, and continued to mock him mercilessly: "What? Was I wrong? Think about it carefully. Which of your so-called achievements was not secretly plagiarized from Yan Chu's brain?"
"Go to hell!" Hearing this, Yan Jincheng became even more furious, the rage in his heart threatening to burn the man in front of him to ashes. He swung his fist again, this time with even greater force, knocking the researcher to the ground.
Then, like a wild beast out of control, he grabbed the opponent's collar tightly and punched him one after another, with no intention of stopping.
At this moment, Yan Xianqi, who was standing nearby, saw this and his heart began to beat wildly. His face turned extremely grim. He quickly waved his hand to the people around him to hurry forward and try to forcibly pull Yan Jincheng away from the frantic state. "Jincheng, calm down! Stop acting so impulsively!"
Even though Yan Jincheng had been forcibly pulled away, his fury remained undimmed. His eyes, filled with rage, stared intently at the researcher lying on the ground, as if he wanted to devour him alive.
Then, he suddenly swung his hand, broke free from the bodyguard who was holding him, and turned to look at Yan Xianqi. The indifference in his eyes was like the water in a cold pond, which made people shudder.
"If you can't find Yan Chu, you will have to bear the consequences yourself." Yan Jincheng said gritting his teeth, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
Seeing this, Yan Xianqi hurriedly nodded and agreed: "Yes, yes, Dad will definitely catch him back for you!" There was obviously a hint of caution and flattery in his voice, for fear of angering the furious son in front of him again.
At this moment, a burst of crisp applause suddenly rang out in the air. The sound was like a sharp sword that cut through the originally tense and solemn atmosphere, making everyone present shudder.
"Who!?" Yan Xianqi's face suddenly changed and he shouted angrily.
As he finished speaking, a clear, young voice drifted down from upstairs: "What a touching picture of a loving father and a filial son."
Everyone turned around to look and saw a young man leaning leisurely on the stair railing. Beside him, a robot was holding onto Iran Zulanno tightly.
"Yan Chu! Let my mother go!" Yan Jincheng's eyes widened as he roared in rage. His once fair face flushed crimson, veins bulging on his forehead, like an extremely angry lion.
When he caught a glimpse of his mother tied up and unable to move, the anger in his heart instantly reached its peak and his whole body began to tremble.
Without hesitation, he took a big step forward and rushed forward like an arrow, wanting to rescue his mother who was in danger immediately.
However, just as he was about to reach his target, a strong and powerful arm suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.
Yan Jincheng looked closely and saw that the person who had stopped him was Yan Xianqi. He was immediately furious, his chest heaving violently, and his breathing became rapid and heavy. He suddenly raised his right hand and slapped Yan Xianqi with all his strength.
This sudden attack stunned everyone present, and for a moment the surroundings fell into deathly silence.
Yan Jincheng gritted his teeth, stared at Yan Xianqi fiercely, and roared, "You idiot who keeps saying you love my mom! Now she's in danger, why don't you rush to save her? Are you just an old useless bastard who only knows how to talk nonsense?"