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 bodyguard following her just thought it was his wife who was going out and didn't take it to heart.

But getting closer and closer to Yan Chenyu's villa, the bodyguard noticed something was wrong.

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

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

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

What if the young madam is alone in the villa and the madam goes there, wouldn't it just happen to happen to her?

The other bodyguard thought for a few seconds.

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

That Young Master Sun has been up to no good for a day or two, so Madam cannot tell.

…

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

The servant's expression changed when he saw the license plate, and he stepped forward cautiously.

"lady……"

Mrs. Yan got out of the car and glanced sideways at the servant.

"Where's Chen Yu?"

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

Mrs. Yan said coldly, "If he is not here, is that woman here?"

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

"I don't know what madam is talking about."

"Pretend to be confused with me, right? Get out of the way!"

Mrs. Yan pushed away the servant standing in front of her and strode into the villa.

The servant quickly followed Mrs. Yan, flustered and frightened.

They heard early on that the Yan family did not accept the young lady.

They cannot make any public announcement about the young master's marriage.

Madam paid a surprise visit today, and I don't know if she knew that Madam lived here.

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

It seems that woman really lives here.

Mrs. Yan looked around the living room and found nothing, so she turned and walked upstairs.

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

As soon as I turned around, I saw Mrs. Yan walking upstairs.

His expression changed, and he hurriedly chased after her, stopping Mrs. Yan.

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

Mrs. Yan's face immediately darkened and she scolded sternly:

"Presumptuous! I am his mother! Am I not even qualified to see my son's bedroom?"

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

"Madam, please don't embarrass me."

"Get away!"

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

The servant slipped and fell down on the stairs, but he still endured the pain and got up to catch up.

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

"lady!"

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

The servant was so anxious that he stamped his feet and ran downstairs quickly. When he saw Chunyang, he grabbed her anxiously.

"Call the young master quickly!"

Chunyang patted her hand gently and signaled her not to worry.

"The young master is on his way back."

"What should I do? Madam entered the young master's room. Will the young master blame me?" The servant rubbed his hands in a panic, with a faint cry in his tone.

Chunyang squeezed her shoulders and comforted her:

"No, don't worry, the young master and the young lady are both very nice."

She said, turning her head to look in the direction of the stairs, her face solemn.

I just don’t know what the purpose of Madam’s visit is.

As soon as I entered the door and went straight to the bedroom, I couldn't possibly know something.

At this time, Mrs. Yan saw that the dressing table in the bedroom was filled with various expensive cosmetics, and her anger surged.

She had been mentally prepared before coming, but after arriving at the villa and confirming that the woman indeed lived here, an unknown fire still rose in her heart.

She worries about these things every day, but it's better for them to live freely.

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

A few scattered contraceptive pills in the drawer made her feel slightly relieved.

The corner of my eye inadvertently glanced at the red corner, which made Mrs. Yan suspicious.

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

Marriage certificate!?

They actually got married without telling her?

Does this brat still have her and his father in his eyes?

Mrs. Yan gritted her teeth tightly and walked out angrily.

When he saw the servant standing in the living room, he smashed the marriage certificate into the servant's face.

"What's this?"

The servant was a little dazed after being hit. He could see clearly what was on the ground, and his face was full of horror.

"Madam, this belongs to the young master, why do you..."

"I asked you what is this!?"

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

It turned out that he was afraid that she would find out about their marriage.

Her son is becoming more and more capable now!

"If you have anything you want to ask, just ask me directly. Why do you need to embarrass a servant?"

Yan Chenyu's voice came from the door, and the man walked in with his hands in his pockets, not showing any signs of anxiety.

He walked to the servant, picked up the marriage certificate from the ground, dusted it off, and put it in his pocket.

When Mrs. Yan saw him, she sneered angrily.

"You came back very quickly. Are you so afraid that I will discover your secret?"

Yan Chenyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled carelessly, but there was a bit of coldness in his dark eyes.

"Mom, you are also the housewife after all. If you just look through other people's things, you are not afraid of losing your identity."

Mrs. Yan became angry when she saw his playful and smiling face, and angrily said:

"Yan Chenyu! Stop talking nonsense to me! What's going on with the marriage certificate! Do I agree to your marriage to this woman?"

Yan Chenyu twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

"Do you agree or not? We already have the marriage certificate and we are now a legal couple. Mom, while you are so angry, why not think about what to do with the wedding."

wedding!?

He still wants a wedding?

dream!

Mrs. Yan was furious and her voice suddenly became louder.

"Do you think she can enter the Yan family with a marriage certificate? Don't even think about it! Divorce, or you and I sever the relationship between mother and son. It's your choice!"

The curvature of the corners of his mouth disappeared little by little, 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 you say that answer, there is no room for maneuver. Do you really want to make it happen?"

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!"
Chapter completed!