In a luxurious villa in the provincial capital of Nanchuan Province, a middle-aged man was holding a microphone and was lost in thought.
"Guifang, after all these years, you still haven't forgiven me!" Two lines of tears slowly flowed down the middle-aged man's tough face!
Huo Di stood up, a look of determination flashed across the middle-aged man's resolute face. He picked up the microphone and said in a cold tone: "Mayor Ma, it's me----"
The middle-aged man's words were brief and powerful. Mayor Ma on the other end of the phone repeatedly claimed that he was. Putting down the phone, Mayor Ma's forehead had already shed beads of sweat. Secretary Li Minghua on the side asked in surprise: "Whose leader is this?"
Telephone?"
"This is a call from Jinhuang Villa in the provincial capital. Secretary Li, go and check immediately. Who did the urban management department arrest today? Ask the police station to release them immediately!"
Could it be that person in Jinhuang Villa? Secretary Li couldn't help but shuddered when he thought of that tough man. After receiving the leader's instructions, Secretary Li immediately ran forward. In the interrogation room, the phone suddenly rang at an inappropriate time.
When Director Li saw the number, he immediately bowed and said with a smile: "Director Yang, I am Xiao Li, what instructions do you have?"
A man's angry roar came from the other end of the phone. Director Li bent lower and lower, and his face became more and more ugly: "Director Yang, we really don't know the situation. We will release him immediately, release him immediately!"
After putting down the phone, Director Li seemed to be a different person, and the smile reappeared on his fat face. What a magical face!
"Sister Lin, we have understood clearly that this is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! You can leave!" Director Li quickly walked to the door, opened it, and made a gesture of invitation.
Lin Guifang smiled faintly, and Fang Ming suddenly discovered that her mother's smile contained an indescribable elegance.
What on earth was going on? Director Li's attitude made a 180-degree turn. Full of doubts, Fang Ming followed his mother out of the police station.
Director Li personally sent the two of them to the door and ordered his subordinates: "What are you doing standing still? Drive the car over and take Sister Lin and the others back."
"No need, we can leave by ourselves!" Lin Guifang said calmly.
A black Audi A8 suddenly drove up from the street corner and stopped just in front of the steps of the police station. Two men wearing black shirts and sunglasses got out of the car.
As soon as these two people appeared, the temperature of the scene dropped suddenly.
The two young men have strong bodies, and the bulge of flesh is faintly visible under their shirts. Their strong bodies contain terrifying power, like two cheetahs looking for food, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time!
"You---" Director Li trembled his lips and his throat trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
The two young men in black ignored Director Li's presence, passed him, and came to Lin Guifang.
The leading man took off his glasses, walked slowly to Lin Guifang and said: "Aunt Lin, get in the car!"
"Okay!" Lin Guifang nodded slightly, sat in the passenger seat, and the car sped away.
From coming out of the police station to getting into the luxurious Audi A8, Fang Ming felt that everything was like a dream.
What kind of call did his mother receive? It actually brought about a series of reactions. Fang Ming looked at his mother sitting in the front row, confused.
The car sped along and soon drove out of Mingxi County and onto a highway. Fang Ming was surprised again when he saw the word "Nandu" on the roadside sign.
Who are these two strange young men who suddenly appeared, and where are they taking him? Fang Ming is filled with doubts, scratching his heart like a cat's claws.
Three hours later, the car stopped at the door of a luxurious villa. The young man in black jumped out of the car and opened the door for Lin Guifang. Lin Guifang slowly got out of the car. At this moment, her temperament changed drastically.
Is this still his mother? Fang Ming couldn't believe his eyes.
Mother held her head high, walked calmly, and exuded a graceful and noble aura. She was clearly a noble lady even though she was still a peddler pushing a stall.
"Squeak!" The door of the villa opened automatically. In the splendid hall, a man in casual clothes stood in the center of the hall with his hands on his shoulders.
The man was in his early forties, about 1.78 meters tall, and showed the maturity and stability of a middle-aged man, but under his sharp-edged eyebrows, there was a chilling light flashing from time to time.
The moment he saw Lin Guifang, the man felt like a melting glacier, and his whole body relaxed.
"Guifang---you have suffered for so many years!" The man trembled and walked towards Lin Guifang. He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Lin Guifang's face.
"Pa!" Fang Ming suddenly rushed forward and punched the middle-aged man on the wrist. He would not allow anyone to be rude to his mother!
"Mingzi, don't be reckless!" Lin Guifang persuaded Fang Ming. The middle-aged man looked at him and just smiled, his eyes unusually gentle.
Fang Ming retracted his hand, and the punch he just hit on the middle-aged man's hand was like hitting a hard bluestone, and his whole wrist hurt slightly.
"Guifang, he is——" The middle-aged man looked at Fang Ming, his whole body was shaken, and his face was in disbelief.
Lin Guifang didn't say anything. She looked at the middle-aged man coldly, suddenly held Fang Ming's hand and said, "Let's go back!"
The middle-aged man's figure flashed and blocked Lin Guifang's path: "Guifang, after all these years, have you still not forgiven me?"
"It's not about forgiveness. If I didn't forgive you, I wouldn't have called you for help just now. Now that the matter is resolved, we, mother and son, should live our own lives!"
"My own life?" The middle-aged man suddenly knelt down slowly and with tears in his eyes.
The middle-aged man had a handsome figure, but kneeling like this was like pushing down a mountain of gold and knocking down a jade pillar. What kind of man is he? Why does he kneel down to his mother? Fang Ming is getting more and more confused.
"You ---" Lin Guifang trembled all over, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Guifang, I owe you the first half of my life, let me use the second half of my life to repay it!" The middle-aged man suddenly leaned over and knocked his head heavily on the floor.
"Dong, dong ---" once, twice --- the blood stains on the floor are getting thicker and thicker --- Lin Guifang covered her face with her hands, her tears gushing like a fountain, and a faint sigh came from between her fingers.
Out: "Tianhao, get up, I promise you!"
The middle-aged man stood up slowly. He walked over excitedly and hugged Lin Guifang tightly.
Who is this man? A ray of light flashed in Fang Ming's mind, and his eyes widened in disbelief.
Yes, it's him, he's the man in the photo!
When Fang Ming was a child, whenever Fang Ming asked about his father's appearance, his mother would take out a yellowed photo from the drawer and show it to him. Although the person in the photo was a handsome young man in his twenties, Fang Ming was still decisive.
I believe he is the middle-aged man in front of me!
Could it be that he is actually the dead father that his mother said was dead?