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Some people's fate may be destined. Wang Junchen was a wild and unrestrained young man until he met Yi Xiaodan in a long skirt when he was twenty years old.

Light purple, full of sadness.

Such a delicate girl walked barefoot for two hours on a rainy night. The moment he saw her, he fell in love with her.

Maybe it started out of curiosity, or maybe it was overwhelmingly beautiful, but more importantly, it was heartache.

Later, he helped her change her name and surname.

This is how the fate of the two began.

"Sir, do you need to call Dr. Luo and ask him to come over and show Madam?" The housekeeper happened to be delivering tea and asked for instructions immediately after seeing this.

Wang Junchen slowed down and frowned slightly.

Also, although the medicine was very safe and had no side effects, Ahua was pregnant after all.

Well, it's right to check, just in case.

"Go pick it up in person and don't alert anyone, especially...the old man."

"Yes, understand."

After Luo Ruize's careful inspection and confirmation that Ye Wanhua was not in danger, Wang Junchen breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the study alone.

The cigarettes in his hand came one after another, and too many mysteries troubled him.

If it wasn't Lin Xiaoxiao, who would it be?

There’s no reason to lie to me, but why don’t you kill me? It’s not because of Uncle Quan, right?

Immediately, he dialed the phone.

After the call was connected, Tang Mei's very cold voice came from the other end of the phone: "Is something wrong?"

"Boss, please tell me where that child is? I will be at your disposal from now on without any complaints."

I heard Tang Mei snort coldly.

She trained Wang Junchen and asked Uncle Quan to teach him martial arts, thinking that one day she would be able to take charge of Shishi alone, but she was betrayed and assassinated.

If Wang Junchen hadn't been too impatient, the tithe would be his once the gathering is over next year.

It's a pity that things are counterproductive, and people's hearts are unpredictable.

"Why should I trust you? Are you... planning to blow me up? Or should you send the highest-level assassin... to the plum garden to riot and poison my granddaughter twice? Let you go back... for the sake of Ye Wanhua On the surface, that kid is quite filial and better than you."

Wang Junchen: "..."

Filial piety! Why should I be filial to you?

If the baby were not in your hands, would I let you handle it?

However, she did save his life.

Tang Xiaowan's facial features are very similar to his father Wang Jinghui, especially when he smiles, while Tang Mei is very similar to his mother Tang Cancan when she was young.

It was not that he had no doubts, he even secretly conducted an appraisal, but unfortunately the results showed that it was not true.

But then again, if it was really the mother... there was no way she would have put her biological son in danger and almost died in country Y. When he came back, he wouldn't even look at him. He was still Uncle Boxing...

Uncle Quan, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry!

Thinking of this, Wang Junchen's eyes changed and he whispered: "Boss, Guixin Wan."

"That's... there's no antidote."

"As long as I can calm down the boss, I'm willing to take the Guixin Pill. I beg the boss to tell me...my daughter, where is she? That's all I ask."

"In that case... I'll make it happen for you."

"Boss, where is my daughter?"

Tang Mei didn't answer, frowned and hung up the phone, then looked out the window coldly.

……

Ten o'clock in the evening, Akagi.

The Huanhai Road was full of lights at night. With the motorcycle photos taken, the wedding photos of Tang Xiaowan and Leng Lingxiao finally came to a perfect end.

"Tangtang, go home directly, or..."

"I want to see the night view, and I also want to eat... roasted pig's trotters. I'm hungry." Tang Xiaowan looked at herself in the mirror, her makeup had been removed, and she looked relaxed.

She can finally eat to her heart’s content!

"Okay, let's go for a ride and have a good meal."

They flew all the way and soon rushed to an old shop specializing in roasted pig's trotters.

"Wait for me here, I'll be back soon." Tang Xiaowan took off her red helmet and said with a smile, but her eyes were looking at the pig's trotters shop.

When I think of the spicy and spicy roasted pig's trotters calling me, my mouth is watering. “No, let’s go together.”

"Wait patiently, be careful of your car being impounded."

Leng Lingxiao raised his eyebrows and said, "Impossible."

"Okay, don't cause trouble to the police uncle. Just wait and you'll be back soon."

"Okay, let's have something super spicy."

Seeing Tang Xiaowan skipping into the pig's trotters shop, Leng Lingxiao's thin lips curled up slightly, his eyes filled with stars.

My little wife is happy no matter how she looks at it.

Even wearing a men's suit that was several sizes too big could not seal her brilliance.

"Small."

"Well, not bad, quite handsome!"

At this time, a black SUV slowly arrived, and a middle-aged man got out of the car. He lit a cigarette and walked into the pig's trotters shop leisurely.

Leng Lingxiao's heart tightened and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Candy!"

Before he could reach the door of the store, he heard a scream, followed by a clanking sound, like the sound of a metal container falling.

At the same time, two black-clad bodyguards hidden around quickly entered the store.

"Tangtang, Tangtang!"

Leng Lingxiao shouted, his eyes filled with scarlet red.

They saw Tang Xiaowan holding stainless steel chopsticks against the middle-aged man's neck, clenching her fist very hard, and the slightest force would kill the man.

Her Huahua arrived, the reinforcements arrived, and her anxious heart suddenly relaxed.

Two bodyguards: Madam is indeed brave!

"Huahua, he wants to hold me hostage!" Tang Xiaowan's voice was soft and soft, but with a bit of anger.

"Are you injured?" Leng Lingxiao's eyes darkened, and he walked quickly towards his little wife. At this moment, he had the intention to kill.

His little Tangtang can be messed with by others?

This is Chicheng, his territory - Leng Lingxiao's. It's really boring.

"No, but...so scared."

Middle-aged man: "..."

No matter how you look at it, you don’t look like you’re scared!

He waved his hands quickly and explained with a smile: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, just a joke. Little sister, how could I hold you hostage? It's all a misunderstanding."

Use stainless steel chopsticks as weapons?

She happened to not have the small tool she customized to protect against perverts.

If he had brought it, he would have seen blood by now.

Leng Lingxiao glanced at him, and the bodyguard understood. He quickly stepped forward, pulled the middle-aged man aside, and punched him hard.

Although there was no blood from this punch, it was still very painful, and the man could not straighten up immediately.

He frowned and groaned in pain.

"What... do you want to do? It's just a joke, it's really a misunderstanding... It's all a misunderstanding."

The words fell and he was hit hard in the abdomen by a punch.

The strength was controlled very well. The man was in great pain, but he still didn't bleed at all.

"This is ours, right? Let's go home." Leng Lingxiao gently held Tang Xiaowan's hand and then lifted the packing box on the table.

Just forget it, how is it possible!

If he had just arrived a step late, or if Tang Xiaowan was slow to react and didn't know how to defend himself, he might not be able to see his little Tangtang now.

The middle-aged man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person, because the joints on the back of his hands were covered with calluses.

That's not something you can get from regular sandbagging.

After Leng Lingxiao and Tang Xiaowan left, one of the bodyguards quickly pulled down the rolling shutter door, while the other tugged on his tie and looked at the middle-aged man with a cold expression: "Tell me, who sent you here?"

"No, no one..."

Before the man could finish speaking, the angry bodyguard punched his chin.

At this time, in the operation room, the shop owner was scared to death. He could only pray silently in his heart: Hey, this is a small business, please don’t let anything happen!