Evil President 【End】

Yan Shengjie drove the car until he reached the grassland.Zhixing pushed open the car door and got out.

All around are plains that can be seen at a glance, only the big tent is pulled up in the middle, and there are many staff outside to supervise, and the guards are very tight.

Walking over involuntarily, Zhixing's footsteps froze suddenly, and his heart trembled, this feeling was a bit inexplicable.

It's like being called by someone with a certain feeling.

It's spooky, but peaceful.

She turned her head and asked, "Jie, why did you bring me here?"

Yansheng didn't answer, but took her hand and walked in. Seeing that it was him, the staff immediately stepped aside respectfully.Zhixing screwed up suspiciously, and followed him into the big tent.

There is an entrance staircase to the underground passage, and the stairs extend straight down.

Zhixing suddenly remembered, "This is... the exit of that underground palace?"

Yan Shengjie nodded with a chuckle, "Do you want to go down?"

Thinking of the previous scene of life and death, Zhixing narrowed his bright eyes, hesitated, and nodded.She wanted to know what Jie was going to do.

The two walked down the stairs. The light below was very dark, and a huge stone door could be vaguely seen. Two small dim lights at the top gave off a weak light.

Yan Shengjie kept holding her hand and walked towards the door.

When I got closer, I found that the door was carved with a very complete pattern.Zhixing remembered that this was the mural they had seen in the hall at the bottom of the underground palace, all of which were condensed on this door, completely recreating the love and hatred between the witch and the king.

There was no bolt, handle, or keyhole on the door, and it was so thick that it couldn't be pushed.There is no way to open it.

Zhixing looked back slowly, looking suspiciously at the man behind him who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Unable to bear her groping without a clue, Yan Shengjie stepped forward and pointed at the dot of moon in the painting, "Here is the key."

Zhixing leaned over and stared at it carefully, "the key?" She stretched out her hand to touch it, and there were only some tiny scratches on the moon, which was not much bigger than a fingernail. Other than that, she didn't touch the keyhole at all!

Suddenly, her gaze landed on the signet ring on her ring finger. Look at it, and then at the moon on the door. The lines on the ring actually match the one on it!She tried to take off the ring, then pointed the surface at the moon and inserted it.

At first there was no reaction, she turned the ring left and right, and heard "boom boom", the mechanism was touched, and the stone door made a bang sound, and slowly lifted up.

Zhixing stared at Mu in dumbfounded, without blinking, Yan Shengjie raised one corner of his lips, "Go in."

Zhixing followed behind him in a daze, and after walking in, he realized that more than half of the palace that collapsed earlier had been cleared out and redecorated.

The light was turned on with a "snap", and immediately, the entire hall was illuminated, beautiful and resplendent, like a real underground palace.It is filled with many handicrafts, murals, and precious exhibits in the showcases that she has never seen before, shining with all kinds of dazzling lights. The whole is a miniature version of the British Museum!

Zhixing was completely confused, "Jie, what's going on?"

Yan Shengjie stood opposite her, with downcast eyes and a smile, "The government cleared this place, and wanted to restore the original appearance of the underground palace, and develop it as a scenic spot. Then, I bought it."

Zhixing was taken aback, "When did it happen? Why didn't I know?"

Yan Shengjie casually walked around a few steps, "Before returning to Oman."

Zhixing was stunned, staring at him, "You bought this place, then made the key into a seal ring and gave it to me?"

He nodded, "Antiques at this time, if you just take out one, it's enough for you and your son to live a lifetime without worrying about food and clothing."

"You... deliberately prepared it for us?"

"I don't know if I'll come back," Yan Shengjie casually ran his long fingers through his hair, with a faint smile on his cheek, as if he was saying something innocuous.But only Zhixing can feel what kind of mood he was in at that time.

No matter how bad the situation is, this man will always put them first.

Feeling moved, she walked over and put her arms around his waist, "We don't want anything, as long as you, it is the greatest happiness for me to be able to be together as a family of three like now."

Yan Shengjie smiled and stroked her short hair, "Since you have said so, then I will donate all these things, and it is right to accumulate blessings for my son."

"No!" Zhixing objected without thinking, "Although my son and I only need you, we still have to eat! Look, your business is gone, your house is gone, we can't drink Northwest wind!"

She smiled sweetly, carefully picked up the bottles randomly piled up in the corner, and played with them fondly, "It's better to keep such a valuable thing carefully."

Yan Shengjie raised his eyebrows wickedly, pinched her cheek, "I like you for being a money addict."

Zhixing hurriedly asked, "Jie, how much are the things here worth?"

He shrugged, "I don't know, I've never estimated it. However, the vase you just held in your hand should be worth 1000 million dollars!"

Zhixing took a deep breath. A single vase is worth 1000 million US dollars. There are at least twenty or dozens of such vases here, just placed so casually!She hurriedly lowered her head and counted with her fingers, twenty 1000 million is...

Two hundred million!

US dollars! !

Zhixing's eyes widened in disbelief, "Jie, how much money do you have?"

Although she has always known that Yan Shengjie is a gangster, and at the same time, he often has a lot of business, and later became some kind of prince, he must have some money!But besides that, what does it mean to be able to own a small British Museum?

Yan Shengjie touched his smooth chin, thought carefully, "How much money do you have..."

Slowly, he lifted his lips and smiled, and walked over to hug her, with a deep affection in his eyes, "All my wealth is here."

Looking at him, Zhixing smiled, hooked his neck, and kissed his lips...