Spiritualist sweet wife

Before leaving the Du family, Ziteng said a few words to Du Zihao alone. He looked at them from a distance. There was no expression on their faces, but that's how warm he felt that Ziteng seemed to be hiding something from her.

Mai Xiaoqing reluctantly sent them away from Du's house. The car drove away. She looked at the old castle farther and farther away from her through the rearview mirror. However, the corners of her mouth slowly floated a radian.

"What are you laughing at?"

Seeing this, Zi Teng asked curiously.

Warm shook his head: "nothing, just think it's right to leave here!"

She is not a princess, so there is no need for a castle. As for the prince——

hey!

Warm asked Ziteng what special food did the United States of America have, but Ziteng's answer let a Crow fly over warm's head.

"Yes! There is an old man selling Kaifeng vegetables!"

Kaifeng dishes

"I don't want KFC!"

Warm very positive answer!

Ziteng's eyes flashed a touch of banter and cunning, but she ignored the warm protest.

But in the end, they went to a western restaurant and looked at the steak and red wine in front of them. They couldn't help sighing and sighing. Ziteng really didn't cheat her. There is really no unique food in the United States of America!

"Zi Teng, when shall we leave?"

The food really made her not interested, so she had to find a topic to chat with Ziteng.

When Zi Teng heard the sound, he paused first, then raised his head and looked straight at the warmth:

"Afternoon plane!"

"Ah? So fast?"

"Well, I'm sorry I didn't discuss it with you in advance!"

Warmth bit her lips and stopped talking. What she cared about was not when to leave. What she cares about is whether Ziteng has found a solution to the problem when she returns to Du's house this time.

Is it possible that the dark power in him

"Warm! Do you believe me?"

Seeing that warmth stopped talking and clubbed the steak on the plate with a fork, Ziteng couldn't help but have some changes in his heart. Suddenly he opened his mouth and asked a question without warning towards warmth.

Warm and stunned, but soon reacted:

"What do you say?"

If I don't believe you, I won't follow you all the way back to Du's house. If I don't believe you, I won't leave with you without asking anything!

"Then trust me, I've found a way!"

"Found it? Can you control your power?"

Warmth deliberately removed the word darkness, thinking that she didn't want Ziteng to feel pressure and burden.

Zi Teng nodded, but his eyes crossed the warmth and looked out. For a moment, it seemed that some picture flashed in front of me again.

A few hours ago, the Du family.

In the old gothic Castle, Zi Teng stood in Du Fu's study with a serious face.

The man sitting behind the desk, although he is older, has an irrecoverable heroic spirit between his eyebrows and eyes. His eyes are hale and hearty, like two sharp swords that can penetrate people's bodies.

Not seen for eight years, even though Zi Teng has been reminding himself, he still can't suppress the surge at the bottom of his heart.

The man in front of him is his father!

"Father!"

Zi Teng's lips stammered, his throat moved up and down, and finally opened his mouth and called out first.

Du Fu raised his eyes slightly, but there was no enthusiasm at the bottom of his eyes. He looked at Zi Teng as if he were looking at a stranger.

"Come on! Why did you come back suddenly?"

His tone was as cold and distant as his eyes.

Ziteng smiled sarcastically at the bottom of his heart, but his face was still motionless and calm:

"Don't father know what I'm going to do when I come back?"

"What do you mean?"

"Over the past eight years, my father has always known my life like the back of his hand. Why pretend now?"

"You..."

Du Fu obviously didn't expect that Zi Teng would suddenly change his tone. A pair of sword eyebrows could not help frowning fiercely. Looking at Zi Teng's eyes, he also had a hint of deep research.

"Father! Even if you don't want to admit it again, your blood is flowing in my body!

Therefore, I know your style of doing things is also reasonable. You don't have to ask me why I know. I know you don't have time to talk to me about the deep relationship between father and son

Let's be direct. The power in my body has been released, and I have begun to be driven by control.

So, can we fulfill our original agreement? "

Du Fu didn't speak. When Zi Teng said these words, he had been looking at Zi Teng with a very deep and slightly strange look at his son who had disappeared in front of him for eight years.

Zi Teng was right. In fact, from the moment he left home eight years ago, his every move was firmly controlled by himself. He knows who, where he has gone, what he has done, everything and every pile, someone has reported to him in detail.

Just like this time, he suddenly returned to Du's house. Although he didn't say hello in advance, he already knew it.

Du Fu thought that no matter how long Ziteng left, he was the son under his control. But unexpectedly, when we met again, he didn't know him.

Ziteng, it seems different.

However, I can't tell what's different. As like as two peas, they are the same. Just between the eyebrows and eyes, there was a touch of deep and cold.

At this moment, Du Fu suddenly felt that the original decision was right!

The son in front of me is the one who is more suitable to inherit the Millennium foundation of the Du family!

Du Fu then raised his hand, opened the drawer at the bottom of the table, took out a file bag and put it in front of Zi Teng.

Zi Teng, expressionless, walked slowly to him, raised his hand, picked up the file bag, gently nodded to Du Fu, and turned to leave.

Behind him, suddenly came Du Fu's voice with a little vicissitudes:

"Is it because of that girl?"

Zi Teng's body stiffened, but he didn't look back.

"It's because of the warm girl, that's why you decided to change your mind!"

Zi Teng held the hand of the document bag and squeezed it hard. Without answering Du Fu's words, he lifted his steps again and left without looking back

"Ziteng? Ziteng?"

The son Teng slowed down and found that warm was staring at a pair of big eyes and looked at himself strangely.

"What are you thinking? Are you so distracted?"

Zi Teng collected his mind and smiled at the warmth. Then he took out a file bag from the bag behind him and put it in front of the warmth.

"What is this?"

After a warm and confused query, he picked up the file bag and opened it. There were a stack of files and a few photos in it. The warm eyes were suddenly attracted by the photos and stared at the boss.