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But what was even more unexpected to Lin Fan was what happened next.

"Ding ding..."

The ringing of the phone disrupted his thoughts. Lin Fan frowned slightly, but there was no such unfamiliar number in his memory.

But when he thought that it was probably Zhang Qingxue, he finally chose to answer the call.

"Hello, may I ask..."

"Lin Fan, right?"

A loud male voice came from the other end of the phone, and his tone was extremely deep.

Although I don't know where he is, I can still feel the pressure from his words.

The middle-aged man's attitude is also very clear, and he can be said to be straight to the point.

"I am Qingxue's father. There are some things we'd better explain in person."

"In person?"

Lin Fan laughed to himself.

He finally knew why Zhang Qingxue chose to leave.

That's right, it was the Zhang family behind Zhang Qingxue who put endless pressure on her!

"Meet you at seven o'clock in the presidential private room of the Imperial Hotel."

After saying the last words, Zhang's father hung up the phone without leaving Lin Fan any time to react, which showed how arrogant this man was.

Lin Fan was not angry at all.

At least, he knew the whereabouts of Zhang Qingxue.

However, he could tell with his toes what Zhang's father's attitude would be towards his son-in-law, whom he had never met.

"Seven o'clock, good."

"I want to see what kind of medicine you sell in your gourd."

Lin Fan took out his car keys and drove away in the Ferrari.

A few hours later, Lin Fan silently got out of the Ferrari in the parking lot of the Royal Hotel.

Looking at the magnificent Western-style restaurant in front of him, Lin Fan's eyes were full of anger, not to mention the people coming and going who looked at him with contempt.

These self-proclaimed upper-class people often wear colored glasses, so when they see Lin Fan's clothes, they naturally think that he is a poor boy with a sense of superiority.

"Stop, this is not the place you should be!"

The two security guards looked Lin Fan up and down and said that they were going to drive Lin Fan away. It was obvious that they were fighting against each other.

But before Lin Fan could get angry, angry scolding sounded from behind.

"Who gives you the face to dare to stop my brother-in-law?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a young man in a white suit swaggering towards him, with a cigar in his mouth, and he looked like a human.

Seeing the young man in a suit, the two security guards immediately stood at attention and said in unison: "Hello, Mr. Zhang!"

"Pooh!"

Zhang Haibo went up and slapped each of them, and then cast an apologetic look at Lin Fan: "I'm sorry, brother-in-law, I didn't discipline them well."

"Come on, come on, my father and my sister are waiting for you in the house."

Lin Fan nodded slightly, but had no intention of refusing.

Watching Zhang Haibo respectfully ask Lin Fan to leave, the two security guards were immediately frightened and wanted to slap themselves in the face.

Dare to offend the son-in-law of the Zhang family? Isn’t it because he is tired of living?

"Ahem."

"Dad, please drink more water."

At the same time, in the presidential private room, a serious-looking middle-aged man was sitting on a soft leather sofa full of aristocratic atmosphere.

"What are you drinking? Take a seat."

Hearing her father's scolding, Zhang Qingxue was reluctant, but she still bowed her head and sat in the side seat.

It is worth mentioning that before leaving, she was clutching her stomach, with a hint of pain between her brows. It was obvious that Lin Fan's impact during the day was too violent!

After a long time, there was finally a knock on the door.

Da da.

"Enter."

Looking up, it was Zhang Haibo who was leading the way, followed by Lin Fan.

"Dad, I brought you someone."