Chapter 9

It was late at night, Suman walked into the spacious and bright study, put a glass of white water in front of Baili Yanran, silently wanted to move the approved documents, and when he left, there was Baili Yanran's cold words in his ears.

"Did grandma sleep?" Bai Liyan is still busy and doesn't look up.

"Sleep! When she first came back, she was unhappy and went to bed after coaxing for a while. Before going to bed, she told me to remind her to sell wonton by the river tomorrow! "

Hearing the word "wonton", bailiyan's wrist stiffened, bit her lips, and her expression became even less fireworks.

"The investigation is clear?" Hesitating for a moment, Baili smiled and opened her lips, and then quickly added coldly, "I'm just curious about why it's so coincidence."

Being a secretary with a hundred miles of sweetness is a matter of infinite scenery to outsiders, but only Suman himself knows that it is a hard job. Besides, just staying up late is not something that ordinary women can bear.

For the sake of Baili family's business, it is common for Baili Yanran to sleep two or three hours every night, but to Suman's surprise, such hard work has no impact on Baili Yanran, who never uses any cosmetics.

Suman is also a great beauty. However, no matter where Suman goes, he can only be a foil.

When Baili Yanran stays up late, Suman will accompany her. In addition to taking care of her daily life, Suman will answer any questions of Bailian Yanran at any time.

"Han Fei, 18 years old, lives in yinghun mountain and lives with Han Laogui!" She answered quickly, but Bai Liyan seemed dissatisfied. Her eyebrows wrinkled slightly and raised her head to signal Suman to continue.

"Yesterday, Han Fei and Han Laogui booked a ticket to Yancheng. Somehow, Han Fei returned the ticket alone, bought a train ticket to Hangzhou in the early morning, and then met his ancestors. From the surveillance video of Hangzhou railway station, Han Fei really didn't intend to get close to his ancestors. Before leaving Hangzhou railway station, there was a girl named Zhang Yuqi with Han Fei. She was a sophomore in the English Department of Hangzhou Normal University. The old ancestor took the girl's seat on the train. "

"We don't know the route after Han Fei left Hangcheng railway station. But from the video monitoring of the cold river, Han Fei went to the cold river with his ancestors on his back before sunset. After that, they ate wonton together and clashed with three gangsters. Han Fei taught Wang Hongyi a lesson and got the wonton stall. You know what happened next, miss! "

I'm really wrong!

Although on the way back from the cold river, Bai Liyan realized that she had wronged Han Fei, she still stubbornly asked Su man to re investigate and confirm the whole thing.

"Has he investigated his personal situation before?" Although Han Fei was wronged, Bai Liyan still hated the name coming out of her mouth, and didn't want to apologize to that person.

"There is nothing special except not reading. Just a mountain man, ordinary! By the way, Han Fei is unmarried. "

"That's not what I asked!" Baili Yan stared at Su man with some dissatisfaction, "where is he now?"

"After leaving the wonton stall, Han Fei visited several shopping malls not far from the river. After buying two sets of clothes, he went to Huaxin hotel. So far, that's all I know. What else do you want to know? I'll let the servants do it. "

After following bailiyan for many years and watching the little girl grow into the helmsman of bailiyan family, Suman firmly believes that bailiyan will never investigate Han Fei for no reason.

"Enough!" Baili Yanran lowered her head again, picked up another document indifferently and reviewed it attentively.

"Then I'm out!" Suman smiled, picked up the approved documents and went out.

There was lightning and thunder outside, but there was only one person in the huge study. Alone. Deserted.

With a slight sigh, Baili Yanran got up, looked helpless, and silently stared at the falling rain on the glass in a daze.

"I find you pathetic. This is the third condition! " Han Fei's annoying and joking voice echoed in his ears, and the place pinched by Han Fei was still slightly hot.

"Asshole!" Baili Yanran was a little angry with herself. She waved a small powder fist and hit the air in front of her. When she thought of Han Fei, Baili Yanran was angry.

Bailiyan wants Suman to throw the bastard into the cold river to feed Wang Ba, but reason tells bailiyan not to do so. Anyway, Han Fei took care of his grandmother and avoided his own crisis. As for why his grandmother appeared on the train, it still needs to be investigated slowly.

Bailiyan has superhuman memory and computer like precision analysis ability. Suman thinks Han Fei has no problem, but bailiyan doesn't think so.

When he shouted and hundreds of bodyguards rushed out, Han Fei had disappeared without a trace. Would such a young man be an ordinary person? Which of Qin Hao and Xiang batian's people is not the only one? Without exception, they are all planted in Han Fei's hands, and it's so easy. Han Fei is definitely not simple.

"Never read a book!" Baili Yan raised her slender, white and tender fingers, wrote four domineering characters on the glass window, hesitated for a moment and added a big question mark.

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Han Fei put his head on his hands and looked out of the window with his eyes open. He wanted to get up now and throw Chen Qiaoqiao and Chen Xiaohu out of the window. If it weren't for them, he would never lose sleep.

The sound of running water from Chen Qiaoqiao's bath almost made Han Fei's nose bleed. After washing, Chen Qiaoqiao walked around the room in his pajamas. The sexy legs that can only be seen in pornographic tabloids swayed and swayed. If it weren't for Chen Xiaohu, Han Fei might have done that crazy thing.

"Snore - snore - snore -" if Chen Qiaoqiao's temptation can be resisted by closing his eyes, Han Fei can only bear Chen Xiaohu's snore crazily.

"Sick!" The little boy snores and his voice is as loud as a wild boar. It is estimated that there is no one except Chen Xiaohu.

Tossing and turning, Han Fei is worried about being laughed at by Chen Qiaoqiao. Want to sleep and can't sleep, Han Fei simply closed his eyes to practice the heart clearing formula.

"Pure heart is like water, and clear water is the heart. The breeze did not rise and the waves were calm. You Huang sits alone with a long whistle and a piano. Zen is quiet and the poisonous dragon is hiding. I have no mind, God rewards diligence. My righteousness is awe inspiring and ghosts are surprised. I am full of love, and heaven and earth return to my heart. My ambition is to rise and rise! The sky is high and broad, flowing water and clouds. Fresh cure, straight way to seek the body. The supreme nature, the supreme goodness, and the great road are made in heaven!... "

Life in yinghun mountain is boring. Sometimes in order to ambush an adult tiger, Han Fei may lie in the grass for three days and nights waiting for opportunities. In order to pass the time, Han Fei repeated the Taoist heart clearing formula. For a long time, Han Fei recited it several times before going to bed every night, and then he would sleep heartlessly.

So many things have happened in the past two days since I left Han Laogui. When Han Fei recited it for the fifth time, he gradually felt sleepy. However, in the Dantian, a faint white air flow like hair suddenly swam along Han Fei's eight meridians, a very comfortable and comfortable feeling that swept Han Fei's limbs and bones unprecedented.

What's going on? Is it an illusion?

Han Fei has been practicing martial arts with Han Laogui for 12 years. In addition to soaking his body with herbs, Han Fei learns all foreign Kung Fu. The body is mostly polished, and the internal mental method has not been taught by Han Laogui. This Taoist heart clearing formula is a very common self-cultivation skill. After reciting it, how can there be white airflow in the Dantian?

Restraining his excitement, Han Fei continued to chant the heart clearing formula. He was sleepless and full of infinite expectations. Did he want to break through?

Soon, Han Fei's hope was dashed. When the white airflow swam to Han Fei's right arm, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When he opened his eyes, Han Fei looked at his arm in surprise. There was no abnormality at all. The scars left by picking herbs are still there, but there are some light pink on the pores.

Unexpectedly, this heart clearing formula also has the effect of removing the residual poison in the body. Those pink particles are the residual poison left by Tang Sanli enchanting handkerchief. Although only a small amount is absorbed into the body, it is not a bad thing to completely eliminate it from the body.

It can resist Tang San's ecstasy poison mainly because he took a bath with medicinal herbs since he was a child.

Because he often goes to the mountains to collect medicine alone, Han Laogui is worried that Han Fei will be poisoned and die outside, so every three or five days, Han Laogui will throw Han Fei into a wooden bucket and soak him in medicinal materials. Han Fei asked about the specific benefits, but Han Laogui didn't say anything except rolling his eyes. Until today's fight with Tang San, Han Fei realized that the stingy and sloppy old man had silently taught himself the ability to protect his life.

Close your right arm, lift your right hand, and put a black ring with unclear material on your middle finger.

Han Fei remembers that when he was eight years old, he went to the eagle soul grave to collect medicine and found the ring in the mouth of a huge goshawk turned into dead bones.

At that time, I thought it was fun, so I tied it with a red rope and hung it around my neck. When he grew up and his fingers became thicker, he put this dark ring on his fingers. Calculated, this ring has been with Han Fei for ten years.

While enjoying the moon in yinghun mountain, Han Fei stared at the moonlight, looked at the turtle shaped pattern on the ring, and longed for the magical effect of the ring.

However, after so many years, nothing magical happened to the ring, and Han Fei didn't hold any hope. Just because he has been used to it for a long time, Han Fei keeps the ring like an amulet and keeps it with him all the time.

Han Fei didn't tell Han Laogui about the origin of the ring. This is a little secret that only Han Fei knows.

"Good night, old man!" Habitually kissed the ring, Han Fei fell asleep.

The rain stopped, and the residual light of the waning moon fell on the ring, emitting a faint white light.