July 7th!

As a traditional festival in hot summer.

Even though it was late at night, it was still full of love and affection.

But at this moment, almost everyone can feel the feeling that the storm is coming and the building is full of wind.

Zheng Bei, the eldest son of the Zheng family, has been kidnapped for more than ten hours and still has not been found.

While everyone was speculating on who was so bold, Lin Fan, the instigator, had already returned to his home.

Looking at the beautiful figure standing outside the door, Lin Fan showed a knowing smile on his face.

His needs in this life are really simple: three meals a day, good health, and no matter how long it takes for him to go home, there is always someone waiting for him.

In the same way, Qian Ying outside the door also saw that familiar figure, and a smile finally appeared on her originally impatient face, "You are back."

"Well, let me show you this!"

Lin Fan smiled and handed the phone to Su Rui.

The above content is the details of Zheng Bei's confession.

When Su Rui saw these scenes, her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

As a woman with a high IQ, how could she not know who was targeting their Su family?

But, what can I do if I know?

How could the Zheng family be such a behemoth that ordinary people like them could provoke?

Now that the enemy who killed her father was brought to justice, Su Rui was so excited that she didn't know what to say. Only those silent tears touched Lin Fan's heart!

At this moment, Lin Fan slowly took out a flower from behind and handed it to Su Rui, "I didn't prepare any gifts for Chinese Valentine's Day today. I saw a nice flower on the road and gave it to you!"

Su Rui glanced at it and couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Asshole, your family is giving chrysanthemums to celebrate Chinese Valentine's Day!!!"

"Well……"

Hearing this, Lin Fan was quite embarrassed and didn't know how to explain it for a while.

After all, chrysanthemums are the flowers he has given away most in his life, and Mao Tu has only prepared this kind of flower for him.

Just when he wanted to forcefully explain, he felt as if his body was being pulled by something, and then a rather seductive voice rang out, "Fool, what are you still explaining? Chen Xue hasn't come back yet!"

Hiss!

Hearing this, Lin Fan couldn't help but take a breath of air, "Let's go, let's seize the time!!!"

However.

Just when the two of them entered the room and were about to discuss the origin of life, a beautiful figure rushed over in a hurry. From a distance, they heard, "Lin Fan, you bastard, Hushuai is going to join our group's competition."

Why didn’t you tell me about the groundbreaking ceremony?!”

"I...Nima..."

Lin Fan can guarantee that this girl was definitely hiding aside to peek at them.

Otherwise, how could he appear at this critical moment?!

"Do you care about Hu Shuai's life or death now? Don't delay me!!!"

"That won't work. As his top warrior, you have to go with me to discuss how to receive him..."

"What's the big deal, let's get together tonight?!"

Hiss!

"Is this true?"

"Su Rui, just wait for me, I have to deal with you tonight!!!"

…

At this moment, compared to the frequent ambiguities in Lin Fan's family, the atmosphere in the Zheng family was unusually solemn.

It's late at night, and people are coming to visit the Chinese-style courtyard house covering an area of ​​more than 1,000 square meters, located in a prime location in Hangzhou.

Protégé, partner, charlatan.

People from all walks of life were present.

Back garden, resting place.

An old man wearing a training shirt, with a head full of white hair, and a goat's horn beard, with an air of immortality, was lying on the Taishi chair, contemplating and silent.

He takes excellent care of himself.

Even though he is now seventy or eighty years old, he still thinks clearly and is full of energy, and his eyes are even more stern, without anger or authority.

Zheng Yiyi!

Thirty years ago, with the strength of a grandmaster, he became the king and hegemon in Hangzhou!

Now, he has experienced too many ups and downs in the past thirty years, so his mind is more stable than anyone else!

It was once widely rumored outside.

Zheng Yiyi was furious because his grandson Zheng Bei was kidnapped, and vowed to cut the gangster into pieces. In fact, the old man was very calm.

The stars are falling in the sky.

Mr. Zheng put his hands in front of his lower abdomen and crossed each other, while his body was pressed against the solid sandalwood chair, swaying and drowsy.

The number of diners who came to visit ranged from dozens to nearly a hundred, but Zheng Yiyi didn't say a word or open his eyes once.

"The old man is meditating. Everyone, please wait and we will summarize the information you found later."

"This is a homework that the old man must do every day. Please understand."

Everyone nodded silently and stood in their respective positions, waiting quietly for the old man to finish his meditation.

After all, everyone knows at this moment that Zheng Bei is not the main reason why this matter is such a big deal, but the real trouble is the face of the Zheng family.

After all, a wealthy family like the Zheng family values ​​face more than life.

"You guys have been waiting for a long time."

for a long time.

Zheng Yiyi finally opened his eyes, looked at the dignitaries who were guarding him, and took the lead in comforting them, "It's not a big trouble. My grandson's life is hard and he won't die."

"You guys are fine in everything. It's just that you are too noisy and it only adds psychological pressure to yourselves."

Zheng Yiyi straightened his body, took a cup of brewed Longjing tea from the butler's hand, and rinsed his mouth silently.

"Don't worry, old man, we will definitely find the culprit in this matter quickly. If I dare to provoke you, I'm looking for death." A middle-aged man made a fist with his hands and promised righteously.

He has a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a tall build.

Zheng Yiyi remembered him, so he smiled and said, "Black Whirlwind Li Kui? I haven't seen him for a while. How is your health lately?"

Li Kui was overjoyed and flattered. After all, it was a blessing that Zheng Yiyi could remember his name. "Thank you for your concern, old man. I'm very strong, haha."

Zheng Yiyi nodded with a smile, returned the tea cup to the butler, then waved his hand and said in a soft tone, "I, Zheng Yiyi, am not much of a tycoon, but I barely have a third degree of influence in Hangzhou."

"Xiao Beitu's kidnapping is really unexpected, but don't worry, everyone, if my name is released, people and ghosts should be in awe of me. Nothing will happen to him."

Everyone nodded frequently and finally felt relieved. If the old man didn't get angry, it would be a blessing to Hangzhou and them!

"It's almost time for the dust to settle." Zheng Yiyi said again.

as expected.

A voice came from afar, one after another, "Master, Master."

"Everyone, how are you?" Zheng Yiyi raised his eyebrows, and everyone applauded and congratulated him. They thought that the old man was indeed a master of predicting events. He guessed so quickly that Zheng Bei should be rescued.

"Let's go, my grandson is safe and sound." Zheng Yiyi then stood up and prepared to take the initiative to see off the guests. Everyone made way for the old man to pass by.

"Master, master, young master, young master was slaughtered!!!"

Zheng Daodao, "..."
Chapter completed!