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Zhou Zihan shouted, and quickly closed the box and stuffed it into Zhong Wentao's arms.

His movements were extremely fast, it was not the first time he was doing such a thing.

"Zi Han?"

Zhong Wentao did not understand, why would he be so nervous?

"Big Brother Zhong, quickly deposit this money into the bank. This is money you earned yourself, if my dad saw this, he would definitely take it away!"

As Zhou Zihan explained, he also pushed Zhong Wentao out of the room and wholeheartedly thought of his appearance, which moved him greatly. He felt that he had to treat Zhou Zihan well.

"Zi Han, this money …"

Zhong Wentao said, he still wanted to keep the money, but Zhou Zihan had already raised his hand and lazily got on a taxi, pushing Zhong Wentao in.

Just as the car drove off, Zhou Cangzhu came back. There was a difference of two minutes between the two of them, if Zhong Wentao left late, all of the money would be taken by Zhou Cangzhu as his own.

"Damned girl, what are you doing here?"

Looking at Zhou Zihan's sweating appearance, Zhou Cangzhu berated him harshly.

Girls had to look like girls, and all of them had been led astray by Zhong Wentao.

Zhou Zihan did not speak, he only laughed awkwardly, and then returned to the house.

If Zhou Cangzhu knew that they were just two minutes away from seeing so much money, he would definitely be mad!

Just the thought of that scene was extremely interesting.

In the bank, Zhong Wentao carried an empty box and walked out.

All the hundred yuan bills were saved, a total of eighty thousand yuan.

In the eyes of most people, seeing a sick person spend this kind of money was already a huge sum of money, but for a person who had been suffering from illness for more than a year, this amount of money was nothing at all.

He casually threw the box beside the trash can and considered whether he should pay Bai Shiyun a visit or return to the infirmary.

Before she could think it through, she saw a black van stop with difficulty. Several men quickly opened the door and covered his head with a black cloth bag. They pulled her into the van and quickly left.

This is... Kidnapping?

"Who are you people?"

Zhong Wentao asked loudly, as he only received a painful attack.

He simply shut his mouth and waited quietly.

Once they arrived at their destination, they would know what had happened.

However, his brain was still working fast, trying to figure out who would do this to him.

Were they members of the Dongxing Gang?

After about half an hour, the speeding car finally stopped.

Zhong Wentao felt his body rush forward, his head knocking over the seat in front of him, and then, he was carried away by the people beside him;

"Hurry up!"

The people around him continuously urged him on, so Zhong Wentao could only do his best to take a few steps forward, stumbling and looking very miserable.

"He is Zhong Wentao?"

Before Zhong Wentao had the time to carefully recognize the voice, his knee was fiercely pushed, and he directly knelt onto the ground, as he let out a thumping sound.

It was only then that the mask was taken off. For a moment, he was not used to the light in front of him.

A few minutes later, Zhong Wentao was able to clearly see the environment he was sitting in. It was a very large indoor hall, and there were many people sitting opposite of him.

"Who are you? What's his purpose? "

Zhong Wentao opened his mouth to ask, but unfortunately, no one gave him a reply.

"Where's Cheng Yang?"

After a long while, a middle aged man finally asked. Zhong Wentao instantly understood.

These people were all members of the Cheng Family, so this place should be the ancestral home of the Cheng Family. The person who asked the question was most likely Cheng Yang's father.

"Where is young master Cheng San? How would a nobody like me know?"

Zhong Wentao was indeed not lying, he gave Cheng Yang some money to calm down and tie the two of them together, but Cheng Yang did not call him yet, he really did not know!

"Hit him hard for me!"

He had lost all his face. There was no one in the mall who didn't know that his useless son had resisted. Not only did he flee the Cheng Family, but he also put the Cheng Family in a very difficult situation.

It was because they had underestimated Cheng Yang, and did not expect that he would retaliate one day, or slap their faces ruthlessly.

"Old Master Cheng, are you tolerating the Cheng Family being lynched?"

Zhong Wentao immediately shouted, he was not afraid to take action, it was just that in this kind of situation where he had to fight alone, to him, it was not an optimistic situation, to be able to stop him, he should at least show weakness.

From Cheng Yang's words, one could tell that the Great Cheng family was the old man's decision. As long as he could get the old man's sympathy, he wouldn't be beaten up.

"Renhua, be a bit more courteous towards your customers."

As expected, old man Cheng wanted to be more cultivated and not lower himself to the level of the younger generation.

Although Cheng Zhihua was unwilling, he still nodded and agreed. He didn't dare disobey his father.

"Thank you, old man."

Zhong Wentao acted good after getting the cut, smiling as he expressed his thanks, causing Cheng Tian Hua's anger to increase even more.

No wonder his weak son was able to resist, he was all led astray by this brat in front of him.

An unknown person in the Pine City, when was it worth for the Cheng Family to specially call him over?

If not for the fact that Cheng Yang had not returned home after he had left, they would not have discovered that there was any change to Third Young Master of the Grass Bag.

"Speak, where is my grandson?"

The Cheng Family Old Man asked with her old voice, her eyes sharp, as long as Zhong Wentao lied, he would be seen through.

"Old man, Cheng Yang took my two thousand dollars and left. He said that he would contact me again after he stabilises himself, but he never called. I was still thinking of asking him for money!"

Zhong Wentao frowned, and pretended to exaggerate.

"Cough, cough …"

Far away in the other districts, and in the beef broth, Third Young Master Cheng suddenly coughed. He didn't know what had happened here, but that was something that would happen later.

"Sun Hua, what do you think about this matter?"

With such a good-for-nothing son of his, Cheng Tianhua felt extremely humiliated and didn't want to say a word.

"Cheng Ming, write him a cheque."

Cheng Zhihua coldly said, instructing his eldest son to do so.

Cheng Ming took out a pen and checkbook from the inside pocket of his suit and generously wrote out a cheque for 10,000 yuan.

Zhong Wentao was extremely happy as he looked at the cheque in his hand. He did not expect to earn eight thousand dollars so quickly.

The more greedily he acted, the more the Cheng family did not have any guard against him, thinking that he was only involved with Cheng Yang because of money.

Now that Cheng Yang had left the Cheng Family and become poor, he naturally would not pester Cheng Yang anymore.

"If you have news on Cheng Yang, contact me at this phone, you will get the benefit."

Cheng Renhua's second son, Cheng Yong walked up to him and gave him a name card, giving him instructions with disdain.

Zhong Wentao smiled and nodded his name card, he looked like someone who would sell out his friends.

After leaving the Cheng family, an hour later, Zhong Wentao dusted himself off, and his eyes were sinister.

Letting him kneel on the ground and listen to the words of these people, this sort of humiliation would be returned to him sooner or later.

No wonder Cheng Yang couldn't stay in this house anymore. Even he couldn't do it.

It was just that he was suddenly curious about Cheng Yang. He was clearly just a useless son, in such a large family with such thin family relationships, no one would care about his life or death even if he left. Instead, it was the Cheng Family that used all their methods to look for Cheng Yang.

Before returning to the 'Ciji Hall', he first went to the bank to exchange the cheque for 10,000 yuan and deposited it into his own bank card. In just a few days, there were already a lot of savings in his bank card, which made him feel quite accomplished.

He was a little surprised that Cheng Yang had not called.

Could it be that Cheng Yang regretted it, or something happened to him?

Walking all the way back, it was already three to four in the afternoon by the time they reached Ciji Hall.

He could already see Zhou Zihan from afar, and when she saw him return, his expression immediately became much more cheerful.

"Big Brother Zhong, you're back. Your friend has been waiting for you inside for a long time."

Zhou Zihan said softly, using his eyes to signal the man inside.

Zhong Wentao was a little surprised. He did not have any friends, who would come to find him?

Could it be Cheng Yang?

When he thought of this possibility, Zhong Wentao walked in with large strides, but discovered that the person inside was not Cheng Yang, but Li Hanyan instead, which made him think that it was Li Hanyan.

"Hello, Doctor Zhong."

Li Hanyan stood up and politely opened her mouth, but her expression was unfriendly. It was clear that she was not here to reminisce about old times, but to cause trouble.

Zhong Wentao nodded lightly. He would not easily speak up until he had confirmed the reason for Li Hanyan's arrival.

This woman had always been wary of him. She must have had a reason for suddenly coming to find him.

"This is not a good place to talk. How about I buy you a drink?"

Li Hanyan said coldly, her expression not changing.

Zhong Wentao nodded lightly. He was not afraid of what Li Hanyan could do to him at all.

"Big Brother Zhong …"

On the contrary, Zhou Zihan was somewhat dissatisfied.

Recently, she found that there were always some beauties by Zhong Wentao's side. Previously, it was the beautiful woman who was driving the tiger, and also the ex-girlfriend who was using soy sauce.

Zhong Wentao patted her head lightly and followed Li Hanyan to leave.

Li Hanyan had also noticed this action, and there was even more disdain.

In a small teahouse a few streets away, Li Hanyan found a quiet place and sat down.

Zhong Wentao was not in a rush, he just happened to be back and was thirsty, so drinking some tea would be good enough.

This Jade-Whirlpool Spring was indeed good to taste.

"I heard that Painter Zhang came to see you today. Did you treat his illness?"

After a long while, Li Hanyan finally opened her mouth.

"It's an old man in his fifties with a scar on his arm."

Li Hanyan said softly, reminding Zhong Wentao.

"Oh, it's him!"

Zhong Wentao realised, he did not expect the old man to be a painter.

That right hand was extremely important to him. Once his right hand was destroyed, he definitely wouldn't be able to draw again in the future.

No wonder that old man was so happy after his arm improved. He gave him so much money, not because he had money, but because he was sincerely grateful.

"Zhong Wentao, who exactly are you?"