Master, what path do you cultivate?

Seeing Nangong Qianfeng started to eat, Ji Qinglin also secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and handed over the hot milk with ingredients.

Qian Feng, who was eating with his head down, looked up and saw Ji Qinglin didn't eat a bite, and delivered it to himself with a smile, and realized that he had been fooled.

"you"

"Okay, I've eaten everything, why not eat more."

Nangong Qianfeng didn't refute either, she lowered her head weakly and continued eating.

Ji Qinglin just watched and didn't leave. There are many people who are so sad, and most of them don't know when they will suddenly vent their anger.

It's like snow on a mountain, if you don't know which step will cause an avalanche.

Sure enough, Nangong Qianfeng, who had just finished drinking milk, also gradually slowed down his eating movements.

The hand holding the bread was slowly clenched, the forearm trembled uncontrollably, the small face was buried in the long hair and could not be seen clearly, but teardrops could be vaguely seen falling down.

Ji Qinglin pushed away the food in front of him and came to Nangong Qianfeng, stretched out his hand and carefully opened his palm, and saw that the nails had been dug into her own flesh through the bread.

She wanted to raise her arm to look at Nangong Qianfeng's face and wipe her tears away, but just as she raised her hand, Nangong Qianfeng couldn't help but hugged Ji Qinglin.

Without saying a word, Nangong Qianfeng just hugged Ji Qinglin tightly, while his body was still trembling helplessly.

Ji Qinglin patted lightly and whispered in his ear:

"Cry if you want to cry, don't scare me away."

Although the weeping was not loud, it finally sounded in the empty lounge.

Ji Qinglin didn't dare to move as he hugged him like this. After about ten minutes, Nangong Qianfeng in his arms finally gradually became quiet. He tried to pat him but still didn't respond, knowing that the medicine had finally taken effect.

He got up and picked up Nangong Qianfeng and put him on the bed, pulled the thin blanket next to him to cover it, and then Ji Qinglin slowly retreated to the door.

Perhaps because he was afraid that other people would see and misunderstand, Uncle Mo asked everyone else to go back to rest, but he was still sitting on a chair not far away, and Ji Qinglin stepped forward and explained:

"I've already fallen asleep, I guess I'll wake up at noon tomorrow."

Uncle Mo thanked:

"Elder Hardworking Ji came here, it's already early in the morning, if it's convenient, let's leave tomorrow."

"I'm fine, but is it convenient for me to live here?"

"I believe that Miss Qian Feng will understand Elder Ji's behavior. After all, I am not at ease in Miss's situation."

In Nangong Qianfeng's sleep, he still repeated the situation about his father these days.

That was two days ago, when father Nangongwang suddenly couldn't be contacted.

So he hurried back to check, only to find that his father had passed away quietly in a private hospital next to the manor.

Seeing his father's body, Qian Feng wanted to investigate the cause of his father's death first and then take care of the funeral after seeing his father's body. However, his second brother Nangong Qianxing showed part of his father's signed and notarized will before his death.

It mentioned that Nangongwang's real estate, housing and cash were all at the disposal of his second son, except for the property that needed to be divided, and he was required to keep the funeral secret after his death and keep a low profile. The body was also handled by the second son Qianxing together with the funeral.

According to the new Matai law, this clause is indeed valid. Nangong Qianxing rejected the request to hand over his father's body on this ground, and told Qianfeng that his father's will was more than that, and he would discuss the company's distribution after finishing his father's affairs will.

Nangong Qianfeng was not interested in whether the company belonged to her. If her father hadn't handed it over to her before, she would rather be a low-key rich woman. All she grieved was her father's death.

I really can't figure out why my father passed away suddenly when he was doing well, and my own preliminary inspection did not find any problems at that time.

If his father is gone, he will not have the will to continue to be the young director in Sihai Commerce and Trade, and even wants to hand over all these things in order to clean himself up.

All the scenes with my father were in my mind.

It wasn't until noon the next day that Nangong Qianfeng, who had been up for two days before, slowly opened his eyes.

When a person wakes up from a nightmare, the first thing he does is to be thankful that it is a dream, but for Qian Feng, this is an unavoidable fact.

He opened his already sore eyes, revealing his bloodshot red pupils, stretched out his hands and rubbed his head, how did he get back to bed?

After replenishing some physical strength, I lay down on the bed and slept again, and my mental state recovered somewhat.

Habitually looking around, I found a familiar man lying on the sofa, looking up at me.

The scenes from yesterday also re-entered my mind.

Did he not leave all night?

"Feeling better?"

"Well, thank you last night."

It was rare to hear Nangong Qianfeng being so polite, Ji Qinglin got up and sat down in front of the bed.

"I also deeply regret what happened to your father, but people have life, old age, sickness and death, and there is no need to be obsessed with it."

It was the first time Nangong Qianfeng saw Ji Qinglin so deep,

"Well, it's just unacceptable for a while, yours."

Seeing that Nangong Qianfeng took back half of what he said, Ji Qinglin shrugged and said:

"If you want to ask my parents, they left when I came into this world."

Ji Qinglin didn't lie either, after all, he was his parents who left first in his previous life, and he was helpless when he woke up in this world.

"Excuse me."

"It's okay, I always believe that they live in another time and space."

Listening to Ji Qinglin's optimistic and helpless words, Nangong Qianfeng also quite understands why the person in front of him is not much older than himself, but his mentality is much more mature than himself.

All the people who are invulnerable to all poisons have been hopeless before, but they have experienced too much.

"What's next, do you need help?"

"The next thing is the internal affairs of the Nangong family. Let me handle it myself. If my father's will really says to hand over the company, I won't have any hesitation, but if my father wants me to keep Sihai Commerce and Trade, I won't have any Back off."

Looking at the pair of red pupils, Ji Qinglin felt that Nangong Qianfeng seemed to be more mature than when he saw it before. Some people's maturity is to take the lead overnight.

"Contact me at any time if you need it. Don't bother Uncle Mo this time. Then I'll go first?"

"Well, huh?"

"Is there anything else?"

"Yes, thank you."

———————

Six hours ago, at dawn, Gao Xiren and several colleagues were redeemed by the company from the police station

He was a famous person anyway, he was played in a bar in front of so many people, and was sent directly to the cell, and now even the entire underground channel department of the company knew about it.

The channel department of Xiandao Biology was originally connected to various external resources. In addition to the legal part, there are naturally those illegal groups and individuals. The underground channel department that Gao Xiren is in charge of is the illegal part, otherwise he would not know Sangfeng.

Snapped--

There was a loud bang, and someone threw the cup on the table, which startled Gao Xiren.

"Who the fuck is Mr. Kong!"

Everyone in the department subconsciously stood up when they heard the word "Mr. Kong".

Sure enough, he saw a skinny middle-aged man wearing a retro python robe standing not far behind him, with his goatee slanted and his mouth curled up. Followed by two strong bodyguards in Taoist robes, one of them threw the cup just now.

Only then did someone notice that the thrown teacup was not broken, but the bottom of the teacup was embedded in the wooden table.

Mr. Kong, that is, Kong Decheng, the executive of Xiandao Biotechnology, saw Kong Decheng stroking his beard and saying:

"Let you find someone for a long time to find, it is very efficient to cause trouble."

The voice was a little sharp, which made the already unpleasant words appear even more yin and yang.

Gao Xiren was redeemed just now, and he didn't know who Kong Decheng had arranged for him to find, so he didn't dare to hide it and bowed his head to admit his mistake:

"I don't know who Mr. Kong is looking for, but I can find it for you even if I turn over Bangkok!"

Ignoring Gao Xiren's big words, the bodyguard next to Kong Decheng clicked on the virtual bracelet, projected a portrait and said:

"Look clearly, find and confirm the real identity within three days."

Gao Xiren stared closely at the virtual image in front of him:

The fair-skinned and handsome man's face, with a high nose bridge, curved eyebrows, and a little blurry eyes, is obviously the result of deletion and restoration based on the video data provided by some people.

The general characteristics are written next to it: the appearance age is expected to be between 22 and 30 years old, the body is strong and the Qi refinement is advanced, and it is presumed that he should have his own team and territory.

Looking at the somewhat familiar face, Gao Xiren almost frowned.

"Hiss, Mr. Kong, I seem to have seen this person before!"

"What? Where?"

"It's the night bar! You guys also come over and have a look!"

The other three people also surrounded him, and sure enough, like Gao Xiren, they recognized the virtual image very similar to Ji Qinglin at a glance.

"He is absolutely right!"

"I recognize it even when it turns into ashes!"

Kong Decheng was a little skeptical and asked:

"Have you ever known his identity?"

"In order to get revenge, we asked when we came out. It is Ji Qinglin, the elder of Xindong Street. The site is Ji's grocery store. He has a disciple. Recently, he also took over the Night Bar."

"Have you ever seen his strength?"

"The strength is unfathomable. With just one move, he turned into a prairie fire, and then he dodged to the three of us and subdued us."

"I see, you are not allowed to go to that bar again to avoid exposure."

"yes!"

Kong Decheng turned and left. He originally wanted to find a breakthrough from the secret police to confirm Huang Silang's identity, but none of the Yumu heads he found were enlightened.

Afraid that if he asked again, it would be exposed, so the technical department revealed part of Huang Silang's real appearance. He did not expect to find the real body so quickly.

After leaving the underground channel department, Kong Decheng turned around and arranged:

"If this Ji Qinglin's intelligence information is correct, he should be a very strong body and Qi practitioner. Don't be afraid to spend money to hire a soul-refining killer. If he is really Huang Silang, things will be troublesome. He is very obvious. It is expanding to Xichang District, and we must get rid of it before it affects us, and the Rage God Technology is slow to be taken by the opponent."

"Yes, I'm just afraid that this person has breached all the branches of Rage God Technology, which means that things may be quite rigorous, and the subordinates are worried that they may not be able to deal with them all at once."

"I still need to teach you? You won't start with the easy ones? Doesn't he have an apprentice? It's not too late, if you can do it now, do it now."

"yes!"

Thank you for your reading and support! (Choose Ji Qinglin as the target, maybe there is still a way to survive, choose Yu Ye)