C61 parentage

"Junior Martial Brother, it's not that Senior Martial Brother thinks this way, but that you're too low-key." Look at the person beside you, eating like a big fish while accompanied by the little girl, coaxing by a circle of people, no one dares to bully him, it's as pleasurable as having a few days. If you put on a bit of a show, who wouldn't know who you are! " Zhang Sanfeng said to Lin Bai with a smile.

The words were logical, but Zhang Sanfeng's words sounded off the point where he was chewing on the chicken leg, especially when Liu Jingtian heard it, he did not feel good, what did the group of people mean by coaxing him, was he an idiot?!

"Bastard, if you keep talking, I'll tear your mouth apart!" Liu Jingtian turned and glared at Zhang Sanfeng as he spoke.

"Bullnose, if you have the ability, then come and say it!" Liu Jingtian was unconvinced.

"Can you two be a little more quiet?!" Lin Bai helplessly said to the two of them: If you want to fight, just find a quiet place, no matter how loud you cry, no one will care, but look at how many people are in the car now, and what happens to those bad kids?!

Hearing Lin Bai's words, Xia Xiaoqing subconsciously turned her head to look outside the window, pretending not to see the two arguing, but the corner of her mouth raised a little with a smile.

She was both shocked and amused. One of them was a silkpants from the 49th city, the other was an old Taoist from Maoshan. The two of them were able to ignore all the noise like the two children, but they both valued Lin Bai's words so highly. If this were to spread, most probably not many people would believe it.

"Little girl, can you tell me where your home is now?" Lin Bai's eyebrows tightly knitted together, he turned his head and stared at the little girl, Nannan, and said softly.

When Lin Bai said this, Zhang Sanfeng almost vomited the chicken that he was chewing on. He looked at Lin Bai with a look of disbelief and asked: "Junior Brother, isn't this girl the daughter of you and Widow Zhao?"

Lin Bai was speechless. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Sanfeng as if he was looking at a dead man. He said softly, "Senior Brother, do you think that you can be at ease if I want to have a child with Widow Zhao?!"

Zhang Sanfeng chuckled, he turned and looked at Xia Xiaoqing, and did not dare make a sound.

"I want to follow dad. If dad doesn't go home, then I won't tell you mom and where they are!" The little girl pouted her lips, looked at Lin Bai with a sullen face, and asked with a trembling voice.

"…" Lin Bai was speechless once again. One Zhang Sanfeng, one little girl, this time wanting to completely drive him crazy!

Liu Jingtian smiled as he came over, stared at the little girl, then chuckled, "Little girl, can you come home with uncle? Uncle will take you to eat delicious food."

"Go back to the mountain with the Dao Lord. The Dao Lord will take you there to play every day!" Zhang Sanfeng's eyes flickered as he stared at the little miss.

The little girl looked at Zhang Sanfeng, then looked at Liu Jingtian, her big eyes filled with fear. Suddenly, she cried loudly, turned around and hid behind Lin Bai, holding onto the corner of Lin Bai's clothes, and cried: "You are all bad people, my darling doesn't want to be with you, I want to be with daddy!"

"Grandfather, is that Master Chen really so magical?!" When Huang Zongze heard everything that had happened to him when he was with Li Tianyuan, he couldn't help but sigh.

Old Master Huang sighed, nodded, and said, "Since there is a legacy of five thousand years, there must be something mystical about it. Did Lin Bai make any unusual movements just now? "

"No, no, no. I was about to let the guards go, they were halfway there when they suddenly fell to the ground." Huang Zongze said with a trembling voice.

After hearing old man Huang's story about Li Tianyuan, and thinking back to what he had just experienced, Huang Zongze suddenly had a feeling that he had walked through the gates of hell. He couldn't stop shivering. Sweat trickled down his forehead, and his heart was ice-cold.

Old Master Huang looked at the expression on Huang Zongze's face and sighed. We, the Huang Family, are thin, and you are the only one in the third generation. You must not listen to others and become enemies with that Lin Bai. "

Huang Zongze silently nodded. Only now did he understand why Lin Bai had been so calm and collected regarding everything that had happened earlier. It was because Lin Bai knew that he and were people of two completely different worlds, just like how God looked down at all the living beings on the ground. You can choose to not believe me, but you cannot disobey me. I can create, I can destroy.

Even now, blood was still trickling out from the corner of his mouth. Although he had applied an ice pack on his brow, it was still bruised. However, the physical pain was better than the fear of death. To be able to resolve Lin Bai's anger towards the Huang Family, what would it matter if he was slapped a few more times?

"What, Lin Bai messed with Huang Zongze's Cloud Flower Hall?" Listening to the phone, Chen Beihuang was surprised. He raised his head and laughed, "Is he crazy? Is he trying to offend all the foppish lads in the city? Or did he think that the old bastard of the Liu Clan was able to withstand the anger of these people with one hand? "

Chen Beihuang listened quietly. After a while, he said softly to the other side of the phone, "Ok, I understand. I will do the rest myself!"

Chen Beihuang, who had always been meticulous in the eyes of his colleagues, actually got off work early for the first time today. He drove his car out of the office and towards a manor located in the outskirts of Yanjing.

The manor did not have a name, but its security was extremely tight.

When Chen Beihuang's car was one kilometer away from the manor, it was stopped by guards along the way. After careful inspection and a phone call from the owner, they let him pass.

After parking the car in the parking lot, Chen Beihuang walked towards a villa with a strong Nordic atmosphere.

A middle-aged man in a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses saw Chen Beihuang coming over and greeted him with a smile, "Young Master Chen, you're here!"

"Uncle Zhou, I've told you so many times not to call me young master Chen. Just call me Bei Huang. Why didn't you listen?" Chen Beihuang smiled as he held Uncle Zhou's hand, looking extremely gentle.

Uncle Zhou didn't reply. "Boss is waiting for you in the study room. You should go in quickly."

"Alright, sorry to trouble you again, Uncle Zhou. Someone gave me a few gadgets a few days ago, I think you'll like it. I'll find someone to send you home tomorrow." Chen Beihuang said as the smile on his face grew deeper.

Uncle Zhou shook his head without a word.

Chen Beihuang's eyes twitched. He was still smiling, but when he turned around, his smile was gone and his eyes were filled with hostility.

You who do not know how to appreciate favors, on the day I ascend to the throne, the first one I'll deal with will be you! Chen Beihuang thought to himself.

After walking into the living room, Chen Beihuang quickly packed his clothes in front of a mirror in the living room. He adjusted himself and knocked on the door of the study.

"Come in!" A gentle but authoritative voice came from the study.

Chen Beihuang suddenly felt his muscles tighten. No matter how glorious or domineering he was in front of others, how aggressive and confident he was in the eyes of outsiders, every time he pushed open the door, all these things would disappear, leaving behind only apprehension and a sliver of fear.

Chen Beihuang took a deep breath and walked in. A thin middle-aged man sat on a rattan chair, reading a document.

"Boss, it's so late and you're still busy. You have to be careful!" Chen Beihuang tried to make his voice soft and gentle, trying to adjust his tone to that of a senior he respected the most.

The middle-aged man did not look up from his paper. He was still drawing on the paper with the pen in his hand. He replied indifferently, "You can sit as you wish."

Chen Beihuang was sitting on the rattan chair in his study and carefully peeked at the document in the middle-aged man's hand. When he saw the red text on the cover of the document, he was shocked and tried his best to see what it was. Unfortunately, the middle-aged man was hiding himself so well that he couldn't see anything.

Chen Beihuang felt a little regretful that he was missing another opportunity to be a favor. The middle-aged man held the red haired document that ordinary people usually spoke of. Of course, this middle-aged man was not looking through them, but was reviewing the instructions.

Some people would often discover that whether it was in politics or business, some of the second generation was much smoother than others. The resources of the first generation were one of them, and the other was information that ordinary people did not have access to. What was the most important thing in the twenty-first century? Information was the most important! As long as Chen Beihuang could read even a little bit about it, it would be a huge favor to him.

The study room was completely silent. The only sound that could be heard was the ticking of a chime clock on the wall. After an unknown amount of time had passed, the light from the window became dim and yellow. The middle-aged man finally put the document in his hand into a file bag beside him.

Seeing that, Chen Beihuang stood up quickly and walked to the tea table at the side. He poured a cup of water and passed it over. The middle-aged man took a sip of water and leaned back in his rattan chair, remaining calm and collected.

Chen Beihuang was anxious, but he did not dare to show it. Following the gaze of the middle-aged man, he felt as if there were countless small worms squirming within his body, and it was extremely itchy.

The atmosphere in the room was heavy. Chen Beihuang could feel his heart beating with the chiming of the second hand. It was like a never-ending rhythm, waiting for a node to arrive!