Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 1016 Then don't come back

Tonight is bound to be a rough night.

How many people stopped in front of the window, looking at the night outside the window, their hearts were either silent or impetuous.

In a villa that looks like a European-style manor in the outskirts of the imperial capital, the snow is covered against the night, casting a layer of cold light on the luxurious manor.

And in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor, a pair of eyes seemed to be shining with a colder light than the night.

The man was wearing a nightgown, and only one wall lamp was turned on. The not-so-bright light enveloped the figure of the man, and he was holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and the phone in the other hand.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the man just quietly maintained the same posture, looking out from afar.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound, and a dazzling light flickered in the man's left hand.

The man put it next to his ear without even looking at it.

"Sir, Mu Hansheng has just left the imperial capital by private jet!"

The man's eyes dilated slightly because of this sentence, then he shook his wine glass, took a sip, and said: "Let our people in country R watch him from the moment he arrives, if possible..." The man's tone suddenly He sank down, with a hint of killing intent, "He will never be able to step into the country again for the rest of his life."

"Yes!"

After the phone call ended, the man threw the phone directly into the pocket of his nightgown, resting his right elbow on his left hand, and holding the goblet in the palm of his right hand, shaking it slightly, staring down at the extraordinarily bright liquid in the glass, as if looking at some kind of possibility, The corner of the mouth revealed a strange arc.

Since he could have imagined that Mu Hansheng would rush to country R immediately after he knew everything, and thus sold out all the air tickets to country R in advance, he naturally knew that after he could no longer buy air tickets, there would be the matter of private jets.

But what surprised him was that he was able to apply for a flight route in such a short period of time. It was not as simple as just applying and then passing the application.

He took advantage of the power of the Qi family and secretly asked someone to stop him.

He didn't expect to be able to stop the Mu family's status in the imperial capital for long, but he didn't expect it to be almost useless.

Qifeng didn't expect at this time that the private jet was used by Huo Yichen.

However, just go and go.

Just left and don't have to come back.

It is much safer to do it abroad than at home.

As long as Mu Han is alive and dead, then he really has no worries.

Thinking of this, Qifeng smiled lightly.

"dad?"

Suddenly, an uncertain whisper came from upstairs.

Qi Feng restrained his emotions and turned around, looking at Qi Yuanzhi who was down in his nightgown, with sleepy eyes.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" After being humiliated several times, the son finally became more obedient, and obediently followed him to the company during this time.

In the future, the Qi family will be his, and it is impossible for him to protect him for the rest of his life.

Many things still need to be done by himself.

Especially after the comparison with Mu Zekai, Qi Feng not only wants to surpass Mu Hansheng himself, but his son also wants to surpass Mu Zekai.

Far, far, far better!
"No, come down and drink some water." Qi Yuan went downstairs to pour a glass of water, but when he was about to go up, he suddenly turned and walked towards him.

Glancing at the sober father, he didn't look like he just woke up, and then looked at the time, it was already a little bit faster.

"Dad, why aren't you asleep? What's the matter?" Qi Yuanzhi put the quilt to his mouth and asked seemingly unintentionally.

Qifeng shook his head with a relaxed expression, "It's okay. I'm a little insomnia, come down and have a drink."

Looking at the wine glass in his father's hand, Qi Yuanzhi has no doubts.

He patted his father's shoulder in the past, "Dad, you have been too busy these days, and now I am slowly getting started with the company. Occasionally, you should take a vacation and take a good rest."

Listening to his son's sensible words, Qifeng's brows and eyes were soft. Under the dim light, looking at his son's serious brows and eyes, those eyes seemed to vaguely overlap with hers in the dim light.

Very similar eyes, it was precisely because of these eyes...

Unconsciously, Qi Feng raised his hand to caress Qi Yuanzhi's eyes.

The latter avoided slightly, looking at his father's misty expression...

Recently, my father seems to like to look at me in a daze, and the wooden pipe especially likes to fall on his eyebrows and eyes.

Thinking that his eyes are the place most similar to his mother, Qi Yuanzhi asked: "Dad, do you miss your mother?"

His mother died of illness when he was 13 years old, and his father never married again.

Even if he had a history of marriage, the status of the head of the Qi family is enough to make many women follow suit.

Over the years, there had been a few women he'd known, but never one he could get a fucking seat on.

Qifeng didn't answer, but the appearance of who was in his mind was so vague, and when he thought about it carefully, it disappeared.

He pursed his lips, retracted his hand, and looked into the distance again, "Go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow morning."

Qi Yuanzhi only thinks that his father misses his mother, so he is inconvenient to say anything, worried that it will bring up more sad memories.

His mother was just a woman from a small family, with a pretty appearance, but her eyes were extraordinarily beautiful.

As a child, he remembered his father especially fond of kissing her eyes.

At that time, he always felt that his father must love his mother very much.

"Then I'll go up to rest, don't stay too long, go to rest early."

"Ah."

After the short conversation between father and son ended, Qi Yuanzhi turned around, but after going halfway up the stairs, Qifeng suddenly asked: "Yuanzhi, how about I find you a mother?"

His back was facing away, so Qi Feng didn't see Qi Yuanzhi's sudden change of expression after hearing this.

His face was gloomy, and the hand holding the glass was so forceful that his veins bulged.

After a while, I heard him humming back and asking: "Dad, did you find someone you like?"

The slightly agitated voice was an irrefutable anger or curiosity.

"I always feel that this family is less popular, and the Qi family can't live without a mistress." Youyuan sighed.

"Dad, is he concerned about the attitude of the eldest aunt who regards herself as the hostess in her [-]s?"

Speaking of the uncle's family, Qi Yuanzhi also has disgust.

The uncle is in politics, and his official position is not small. The eldest aunt is also from a family of officials and officials, and has the temper of a young lady. Over the years, with the promotion of the uncle, she has become more and more serious about herself.

Especially in the Qi family, it seems that they want to regard themselves as the Empress Dowager Cixi.

It is only in front of grandpa that he will restrain himself a little, and he always takes the airs of the elders to him.

A woman dares to show off her might in front of a man from the Qi family.

It's really time to kill that woman's spirit.

but--

"Dad, your auntie went out on your thirtieth year. Grandpa has already taught auntie a lesson. She has restrained herself a lot in recent days. I don't think it's urgent."

Finding a stepmother for myself is far more important than watching my aunt show off her might.

Qi Yuanzhi stood at the stairs, not sure if he was waiting for Qifeng's response or wanted to see something.

The father and son did not make eye contact, and no one could guess who was thinking.

Until Qifeng said, "Yes." This topic is not over.

(End of this chapter)