Fan Yiyi immediately understood what Li Meiying meant. She looked up at Li Jingxi walking in front.

At this time, he held a little guy in one hand and two brothers dressed like Fuwa walked on both sides of him, attracting amazing and envious eyes from time to time.

The usually cold and arrogant man is like a super Daddy at this time. Even if he just looks at his back, fan Yiyi can clearly feel how happy he is at this time.

Thinking of what Li Meiying just said... Fan Yiyi knows the pain of losing her parents.

Suddenly, her heart was a little sour. The man who was so strong and domineering now made her feel very distressed.

The business center of the Spring Festival is bustling and decorated everywhere. Because office workers and students are on holiday at this time, this place seems more lively than usual.

After a whole day's shopping, fan Aoran and fan Yuran felt that they were not enough. In the past, fan Yiyi encountered all kinds of problems because she took two children out alone, especially for fear of losing them, so that even if fan Yiyi took them out, it was only half a day at most.

Later, when they were tied up, the two little guys were simply hidden in the forest castle. Although Li Jingxi built an amusement park for them in the back garden, they could only stay in the house most of the time in this cold day.

After holding it for so long, fan Aoran and fan Yuran came out like two birds released. They wanted to fly higher than the sky.

Especially fan Yuran, who used to eat fan Yiyi's noodles every day, didn't think he was greedy.

But after meeting Li Jingxi, especially those delicious foods that emerge in endlessly and change patterns, fan Yuran's essence of "eating goods" was exposed, and even his mother fan Yiyi was shocked.

However, they strolled happily here. Unexpectedly, there were two evil eyes in the dark, staring at them like ghosts.

Li Jingxi took fan Yiyi and her two precious sons out to play every day. She enjoyed it. Even Li Meiying couldn't stand it at last and waited for them to come back directly at home.

For several years, Shengye group building, which has been brightly lit, was finally quiet because of this, especially the Spring Festival.

Even there are only three or two security guards on duty. They hide in a corner bored. They either call home or keep brushing their mobile phones to have some fun in this difficult time.

In the empty building, there was a figure walking quietly on the thick carpet without a sound.

He came to a big office and looked at the majestic door. He made a meal first. He obviously felt that his actions were hesitant and nervous.

But soon, he took out a spare key, quickly turned the door lock, and entered the "no admittance" room.

In the huge office, colorful paintings are hung on the wall. At first glance, there is a feeling of dazzling eyes, which makes the nervous mood more nervous.

The man frowned, and his face was even more unhappy.

His eyes turned away from the paintings that disturbed his attention. He took out a pair of white gloves from his coat pocket, put them on awkwardly, looked around again, and began to search one by one from the nearest cabinet.

His movements are extremely stable, but obviously he doesn't often do such things, so that after searching, although he tries his best to restore the original, he is still a little different from his original appearance.

Perhaps because of his guilty heart, he wanted to move as fast as possible, but he was more clumsy.

He turned almost everything he could. Finally, he found a file bag in the drawer under the big desk.

After seeing what was inside, there was a flash of pride in his eyes, a triumphant smile on his mouth, and it seemed to be mixed with mockery of the enemy.

Quickly put the thing back into the document bag and clip the document bag under your arm.

Before leaving, he looked around again. In his eyes, there was resentment, greed and potential.

Still quietly, the security guard on duty downstairs still squatted in the corner and happily blessed each other with relatives and friends through his mobile phone.

That night, a black car parked on the path to the forest castle.

The car had no lights on, and its body was integrated with the night, like a dormant beast in the howling cold wind.

In the quiet forest castle, a light suddenly flashed. I saw a small sports car driving low beam lights and slowly driving out. It didn't stop until I saw the black car parked on the roadside.

The lights went out, and the people on the car didn't come down. Originally, a tall man came down from the black car that had been parked for a long time.

He walked steadily towards the small sports car, directly opened the front passenger's door, took a step and got on the car.

"Sir," said the man who had just got on the bus, in a low voice but with full respect, "it's done."

The man called "Sir" is the owner of the Forest Castle, Li Jingxi.

When he picked up the corner of his lips, he seemed to laugh happily, but the corner of his eyes was cold, evil and cold. The man next to him only dared to glance, then turned back and looked at the front without making a sound and waiting for instructions.

"Keep staring. If he goes again, let him in!" Li Jingxi's words were strong, no doubt, and the man next to him quickly responded.

However, after thinking for a long time, the man still had the courage and asked carefully, "Sir, if he wants to find out, is that document false..."

After all, they are all human spirits. If the man knew that Li Jingxi had deliberately left him a fake document, he didn't know whether he would scare the snake, but it would spoil the big event.

Li Jingxi snorted coldly, narrowed his eyes dangerously and said, "he is more cautious, but he is too conceited, otherwise... He is really a good opponent."

The man next to him stopped talking. Just now he was too worried. Mr. Li always had a plan in mind. He would never do anything unprepared or fight a war unprepared.

The secret script of general Changsheng is not only brave and resourceful, but also known.

In the festive Festival, everything seems so ordinary. People enjoy the lively atmosphere of the new year and put down the work that usually makes them anxious.

In another luxury apartment in the city, Li Yan wears a fragrant nightdress and curly dyed and scalded hair, which is lazily draped behind her shoulders and covers her white back.

Her waist is slender, but where there should be meat is not vague at all.

Although she walked around at will, the thin nightdress still couldn't hide her hot figure, but had a visual sense of spray.