For Future Emails, My Golden Finger Is Myself

late at night.

In the study room of the Yuan family.

Yuan Chenghong hadn't gone to bed yet, and low moans sounded intermittently in the study.

Sudden.

Bang!

There was a loud noise, and the study door was slammed open.

Yuan Weida stood at the door with a livid face, looking at the two people, one black and one white, on the sofa. His face was livid, and his forehead was already turning green with anger.

"Ah!" Zhao Xueli hurriedly picked up the clothes on the side and covered some of her vital points.

Yuan Chenghong looked at Yuan Weida indifferently and scolded:

"Who let you in without my permission?"

"Ha...haha!" Yuan Weida laughed at himself:

"Do you know who she is? Did you ask for my permission?"

Yuan Weida only felt very chilled at this time.

Not for Shirley Zhao, but for their father-son relationship.

For Zhao Xueli, he was just playing for fun.

He thought his father valued and cared for him, so he followed his father's advice and prepared to marry Zhao Xueli.

I didn't expect this scene to happen.

"Get out!" Yuan Chenghong yelled angrily.

"What qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?" Yuan Weida mocked:

"Teaching me day by day, what do I need to do to become a person who can do great things?

And you? What kind of thing are you?

What beautiful woman can’t you get?

Why must you choose her? What do you think I am?

How can a person like you, who can't control his lower body, be qualified to do big things? "

Bang!

Yuan Weida vented his anger and then slammed the door and walked out.

I dare not take action.

On the one hand, Yuan Chenghong has accumulated prestige for a long time, and he does not dare to act recklessly.

On the other hand, and most importantly...he can't beat him!

Shirley Zhao huddled on the sofa and watched Yuan Weida slam the door and leave. Yuan Chenghong's expression slowly became weird.

Looking at the corners of his mouth that curled up slightly at the end, Zhao Shirley felt chills all over her body.

Thinking of everything that happened during the day, Zhao Xueli was shocked.

He did it on purpose!

Yuan Chenghong deliberately exposed his flaws during the day and let Yuan Weida know about their adultery.

Today's rape capture was also planned by him.

Yuan Chenghong walked up to Shirley Zhao, gently stroked her head and said:

"Take care of your health, don't go out recently, and don't come to my study in the future.

After giving birth to this child, I will ensure that you will be prosperous and wealthy throughout your life. "

Zhao Shirley was shocked.

child! What child? Why didn't she know?

After Shirley Zhao left, Yuan Chenghong took out the green Zhitian Jade and said quietly:

"Weida, don't blame me.

Since you are destined to fail, I can only choose another path. "

…

In Zhitian Jade, luck is divided into five levels: destiny's son, purple energy coming from the east, wealth and health, ordinary success, and misery and frustrations.

There are one hundred and eight kinds of destiny.

Yuan Chenghong's own luck is relatively strong among the levels of wealth and health.

With this luck, the head of the Yuan family has no chance of meeting him.

But luck is also a matter of nature and nurture.

Nature is very important, but the day after tomorrow can also change your destiny, but it is more difficult.

The missile attack is easy to say. This is a plan designed by Yuan Chenghong to kill two birds with one stone.

One is to get rid of Yi Yan, and the other is to put the blame on the elder brother.

The first goal failed, and Yi Yan escaped.

But his eldest brother still fell into his scheme.

Unexpectedly, this incident allowed him to take over the family position, and his luck also improved to a new level.

And his son Yuan Weida was originally lucky to have purple energy coming from the east.

After offending Yi Yan, his luck took a turn for the worse.

Even if he listened to himself recently and didn't provoke Yi Yan, his luck continued to decrease.

At this time, it has fallen to the penultimate level of "ordinary smoothness".

His son's future was cut off by unknown means.

Yuan Chenghong suspected Yi Yan.

Although he had no evidence and didn't know what method Yi Yan used.

But he knew that he would never face Yi Yan face to face in the future.

Any matter related to plotting against Yi Yan must be distanced from himself, so that Yi Yan cannot grasp the handle.

Given his status, there was no way for him to do anything about it, and even if he suspected himself, there would be nothing he could do.

Luck is a fickle thing, so we can only make complete preparations in case of any eventuality.

The facts are indeed as Yuan Chenghong expected. It's not that Yi Yan's future brother has never thought of dealing with him, but he has never been able to find a breakthrough.

This is an old fox who hides his secrets and has no flaws.

Much more difficult to deal with than Yuan Weida.

And Zhao Shirley was a surprise discovered by Yuan Chenghong.

Luck is not high, just "ordinary and smooth".

But her destiny is "Wuji keeps her destiny, Ziwei sits in the palace".

The first child born to a person with this fate will receive blessings from his parents' luck, and the blessings will be doubled in his body.

Zhao Xueli's fate is fixed and cannot be changed.

But the child’s father can change.

Yuan Weida's original luck was pretty good, and Yuan Chenghong was full of expectations for Zhao Shirley's belly.

But when Yuan Weida's luck plummeted, Yuan Chenghong felt that he was not worthy of Shirley Zhao's precious destiny.

After much thought, I could only do it myself.

It is absolutely impossible to give up Zhao Shirley to others if the wealth does not go to outsiders.

As for the relationship between father and son?

Ah! He had many illegitimate children, but there was no shortage of such a son.

What he lacks is a heir who can take the Yuan family to the top.

"Ring ring ring..."

The satellite phone in Yuan Chenghong's drawer suddenly rang.

His expression changed and he immediately answered the phone:

"How could you call me before the agreed date for contact?"

A grumpy voice came from the phone:

"Tianji, there is something wrong with the information you gave me. Pu Jingxing died in his hands, and even Yi Mingjun fell into the hands of that kid."

"Impossible!" Yuan Chenghong's expression changed drastically.

Who is Yi Mingjun? Who in the professional circle doesn’t know this?

This is a peerless swordsman who once fought across levels and resisted the pressure of epics.

The leader of the younger generation of the Maize Organization and the idol of professionals in Country H.

Although the person from the Rose Organization whom he defeated was only a unit of measurement in the epic level, he was also one of the top figures in the world.

"When he left Qianlong, he was only at the late spiritual level. How could he be Park Jingxing's opponent, let alone someone like Yi Mingjun.

God damn you, have you been deceived? "

Yuan Chenghong was skeptical about the intelligence report on the other end of the phone.

The other end of the phone didn't bother to explain, and snorted coldly and said:

"Humph, this matter will soon be known to the whole world.

Tianji, you are wrong this time. Owing me a favor is not enough.

Next month, your share of the body quenching source fluid will belong to me. "

"Okay, if the news is true, I will give you the body quenching source fluid next month." Yuan Chenghong said calmly.

He didn't care about this.

What he cared about was that Yi Yan escaped again this time.

He transferred Yi Mingjun to the seaside in advance. The freighter arranged by Qianlong could hide the corn from the people, but he could not hide it from him.

Pu Jingxing didn't come out all night, so he knew something had happened.

Yi Mingjun was the trump card he temporarily arranged through Heavenly Sin tonight, and he was bound to save Yi Yan's life.

This level of layout and calculation, this level of master attack and killing, it should be difficult to escape in an epic.

This time he tried his best, but he still failed.

This made him even more afraid to face difficulties and speak out.

Yuan Weida's downturn in luck seems to have found its source.

It must be him, and it can only be him.

Tian Sin on the other end of the phone said:

"Let me tell you another good news. Stephen Jones is going to hunt him down."

"Oh? What an unexpected surprise." Yuan Chenghong raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly.

Why did he have to kill Yi Yan?

At first it was for that source of spiritual object.

Now, he is afraid.

How about spreading the news that he is a first-class spiritual creature?

No one may believe it, but it will also cause him a little trouble.

However, in this case, he would have no chance to connect with that first-class spiritual creature.

…

On the sea, a cargo ship was traveling rapidly against the wind and waves.

Everyone climbed onto the deck.

Yi Yan cut off the meridians of the sleeping Yi Mingjun's limbs, broke his bones and threw them on the ground and said:

"A fierce battle is inevitable. Do you have any suggestions?"

"A fierce battle? This is a dead end, okay?" Chen Tao rolled his eyes: "Can you please stop putting money on our faces?"

Although Chen Tao is in the mid-term of extraordinary, Stephen Jones is in the late-stage of extraordinary.

There doesn't seem to be much of a difference.

But in actual combat effectiveness, one Stephen Jones can beat ten Chen Tao.

…

On the horizon, a purple phantom dragon figure appeared in everyone's eyes.

In the dark night, the purple fluorescence loomed.

This is the giant dragon of mythical bloodline, the Spirit-Winged Dragon.

A 40-bridge spiritual winged dragon, plus mythical bloodline and dragon race techniques.

The combat power of this spirit-winged dragon is unfathomable.