C1224 Something Big Had Really Happened!
C1224 Something Big Had Really Happened!
It was Wang Yang walking in from the outside.
Just like Qi Yue, Wang Yang was also good-looking but his expression was wooden, as if whatever that happened had nothing to do with her.
But now, there was a layer of blush on her face.
Of course, this was not because of Sister Xin's expression when she thought of Scumbag Lee, but because of her nervousness.
Just what happened? How could Jinghong Ming, who had cultivated so carefully, be nervous?
The bad feeling in the two women's hearts became stronger.
Wang Yang slightly lowered his head and said softly, "Two misses, Director-general Jinghong is here to visit."
"So that's how it is."
After hearing what Wang Yang said, Yue Zitong and her brother immediately calmed down.
To Wang Yang, Jinghong Ming was someone who could change her fate.
Don't look at these people in the highest active service. They don't have a good reputation when they serve.
But when they retire, Alibaba will be envious of the benefits they enjoy.
Therefore, every time Wang Yang and the rest saw Jinghong Ming, they would be excited, which was normal.
"I thought something big happened, so it's Jinghong …"
Helan Xiaoxin suddenly shut her mouth when she said this.
If nothing serious happened, with Jinghong Ming's identity and his impression of Patriarch Yue, would he personally pay a visit in the afternoon?
"Where is Uncle Jinghong now?"
Yue Zitong also came to her senses and asked anxiously, "Did you say why you were looking for me?"
Wang Yang replied, "Uncle Zong is accompanying him in the front living room. He did not say what it was about, but his expression is quite serious. "So much so …"
After a moment of hesitation, Wang Yang said in a low voice, "I even noticed a trace of fear on Director-general Jinghong's face."
"What did you say?"
Yue Zitong, who had just walked down the stairs, suddenly turned around. "Fear?"
There was no need to talk about who Jinghong Ming was here.
In short, according to Yue Zitong's understanding of him, he had experienced many storms since he was young, and she had never heard of him being afraid of anything.
Especially after he became the Great Bureau Chief of Supreme Security Office, he became even more calm and collected — the ability that Wang Ya and the others did not even blink when the sky collapsed was learned from him.
So how could he allow his students to see fear in his face today, something that was not part of him?
It could only be said that something major had happened.
Something big had really happened.
Yue Zitong lifted the curtain and quickly entered the living room. With an uneasy feeling in her heart, she quieted down.
Yue Zitong practically jogged to the front of the group. Her heart was as though it was filled with buckets, and she didn't dare to think too much about it.
Now, it suddenly became quiet because of Jinghong Ming, who was sitting in the living room.
There was a type of person who would always give others a sense of security so long as he was here. Even if the sky collapsed, nothing would happen to him.
"Uncle Jinghong, sorry to keep you waiting."
When Yue Zitong spoke again, her voice had returned to normal.
It was neither too fast nor too slow. It was both intimate and without losing the dignity that she and everyone else should have.
Before she could finish her sentence, the curtain was lifted once more.
Helan Xiaoxin, wearing a nightgown and small slippers, casually put on a coat, also walked in.
Sister Xin wasn't the Patriarch, so of course she didn't need to maintain her poise.
"Director-general Jinghong, have some tea."
Zong Gaang served Jinghong Ming a cup of tea, nodded slightly, and quickly left the room.
Jinghong Ming nodded, picked up his teacup and took a sip. Then, he raised his head and went straight to the point: "Something has happened."
Yue Zitong had just calmed down her heart when she heard a loud thump. Helan Xiaoxin had already asked anxiously, "Who's in trouble? Did something happen to Nanfang? "
This woman's entire mind was on Lee Nanfang.
Lee Nanfang was too important to her and Holan Fusu.
If Jinghong Ming shook his head, no matter what happened, she wouldn't care too much.
Unfortunately, Jinghong Ming did not shake his head.
"What, what's wrong with him?"
After Helan Xiaoxin asked this question, her knees gave way and she collapsed to the ground. Luckily, Yue Zitong reached out and wrapped her arms around her waist.
"Sit down first."
Jinghong Ming didn't answer Helan Xiaoxin's question. He pointed at the sofa opposite them.
From the looks of it, he was the master of the Yue Clan.
This was enough to prove that even though he looked calm on the surface, his heart was already in chaos.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have overlooked where they were. With Yue Zitong's current status, she definitely wouldn't allow him to point fingers and argue.
Don't even mention that Yue Zitong didn't realize Jinghong Ming's abnormal anti-guest attitude right now. Even if she did, she wouldn't have any opinion about it.
Yue Zitong supported Helan Xiaoxin, who didn't seem to be able to walk, and sat down heavily on the sofa. Only then did she take a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.
Jinghong Ming picked up the teapot and personally poured water for them.
"Tenth Uncle, what happened to him?"
Yue Zitong didn't have the heart to drink water. She pushed Helan Xiaoxin away from her, who was leaning on her shoulder, and asked in a low voice.
"Half an hour ago, I saw someone."
Jinghong Ming's answer was irrelevant.
Yue Zitong and Luo Qiu, who were anxious about what had happened to Lee Nanfang, were not dissatisfied.
They knew very well that Jinghong Ming definitely wouldn't talk about this person for no reason.
This person was Little Coler.
Little Coler and Jinghong Ming didn't directly talk to each other, but the latter had already seen his detailed information many times.
If not for some reason, Little Coler, who came under the order of Qing Shan to develop his Jinmen into a drug market, would have been captured by Jinghong Ming a long time ago.
Little Coler might or might not know that he was being closely watched.
However, this time, he came to Beijing swaggering around.
Even if Little Coler was an ant that could be crushed with a finger in Jinghong Ming's eyes, he was still a dangerous person.
Jinghong Ming might not even bother to pay attention to such a dangerous person who had been messing around in Qingshan a few times.
Forced by the safety of three hundred girls, in the northwest, Jinghong Ming had no choice but to pinch his nose, agree to the conditions Sui Yueyue put forward, and let her take Chen Xiao away. He promised that he wouldn't tell Lee Nanfang about this matter, but this didn't mean that he would allow Little Coler to swagger into the capital.
Did he really think that a person like Little Coler would be able to barge into an important place like the capital?
Just as Little Coler passed through the Seven Stars Club, a police motorcycle caught up and signaled him to stand aside.
If it was in normal times, how would Little Coler be willing to stop the car after being questioned by the police?
It was time for him to increase the throttle and put on a good show of driving around the streets with the police.
This time, he obediently leaned to the side, faced the traffic police's almost rude interrogation, the gentleman smiled and said that he was here to deliver a gift.
The traffic police asked who they were giving presents to.
Little Coler patted the wooden box on the front passenger seat.
The traffic police asked if they could open it.
Little Coler shook his head and said, "No, Uncle traffic police, you are not qualified."
The traffic police were not angry even though they said that they didn't have the qualifications, they just asked who did.
Little Coler said Jinghong Ming's name.
Thus, he met Jinghong Ming.
Thus, Jinghong Ming came to the Yue Clan.
"Little Coler, you were ordered by Sui Yueyue to send me something, right?"
After hearing this, Yue Zitong spoke up. She pinched the corner of her clothes with her right hand and asked, "What's in that box?"
If Little Coler hadn't been ordered by Sui Yueyue to deliver the goods to Yue Zitong, then there would be no need for Jinghong Ming to come to the Yue Clan.
Jinghong Ming put down his teacup.
When the tea cup landed on the table, it made a light clanging sound. He casually said, "It's a pair of broken legs."
Clang!
This was the sound of the teacup falling onto the ground.
When Helan Xiaoxin sat down, she also felt that her 'weak and fragile appearance' undermined her demeanor as Miss He Lan. Therefore, after Jinghong Ming personally filled her cup with tea, he said his thanks in a low voice before lifting the teacup and drinking water.
Helan Xiaoxin calmed down a lot after taking a few sips of hot tea.
However, Jinghong Ming mentioned his broken leg just as she was calming down without any effort at all.
Helan Xiaoxin's delicate body trembled as if she had been struck by lightning. The teacup in her hand fell to the ground, smashing into several pieces.
There was still hot tea in the teacup, and it must have been hot when it splattered on her bare feet.
However, she didn't feel it at all. After staring blankly for a moment, she raised her head and looked at Yue Zitong with a shrill voice. "Broken leg, it really is a broken leg!"
Yue Zitong was leaning weakly against the sofa, her face paler than a dead person's. Looking at her eyes, which were filled with calligraphy and paintings on the east wall, she seemed to be in a state of no focus. Her lips kept opening and closing, no one knew what she was talking about.
Before Jinghong Ming said "a pair of broken legs" casually, he guessed that with the two women's IQ, they would definitely think that the broken legs were related to Lee Nanfang and would be shocked half to death.
But the truth of the matter had greatly exceeded his expectations.
Helan Xiaoxin's scream and Yue Zitong's ashen face proved that they already knew something.
"Broken leg, it really is a broken leg."
Helan Xiaoxin lowered her head, grabbed her hair with both hands, and kept repeating this line.
It was fortunate that her hair wasn't long. Otherwise, if she were to lose control, it was very likely that she would be able to pluck a large amount of hair.
Surprisingly, Jinghong Ming didn't pursue the matter further.
He knew very well that these two women needed some time to digest the bad news that he had brought.
While waiting for them to return to normal, Jinghong Ming silently drank his tea while secretly observing the changes in Yue Zitong's expression.
He was very satisfied with Yue Zitong's dazed appearance …
Three minutes later, Yue Zitong's eyes regained some of their normal spirit. She sat up straight and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Tenth Uncle, before you came, I had a dream."
Dreams, how this thing came about, science has explained dialysis.
It only meant that when a person was excited or tired, if the cerebral cortex didn't get a good rest, they would bring the person to experience some very strange things.
But in fact, this kind of explanation was far from being able to unravel the truth of the dream.
If it really was "daydreaming, dreaming at night", then why would anyone dream in advance of a major disaster?
The dream was as mysterious as it was.
Perhaps, it was as I had said thousands of years ago, "When people are alive, they are actually dreaming. After a person died, this dream would only wake up. It's just that this dream has been going on for too long. "
Thus, not only in ancient times, "Zhou Gong Ji dream", the modern network also has many things to explain the meaning of the dream.
There are some things that you can't deny with a word of superstition.
How could someone like Jinghong Ming believe in dreams?
Who knows.
After listening to Yue Zitong talk about her dream, his eyes couldn't help but twitch. He took out his phone and whispered, "Bring her in."
Soon, Little Coler walked into the living room with a rectangular box that was wrapped in a red cloth and led by Zong Gaang.
Little Coler's eyes lit up when he saw the two women sitting on the sofa.
A smile immediately emerged on his originally apprehensive face.
Why didn't he show off his gentleman demeanor when he saw such an excellent woman like Patriarch Yue?
However, just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, something flew over with a whoosh.