"You are so smart, why doesn't daddy know this?"
"Abba, if you can solve problems with your fists, let's not bother with your brain." Wang Xue glanced at him with a look of hatred: "But now, for problems that cannot be solved with fists, we can only rely on our brains."
Wang Gui hesitated and said: "Are you sure Ye Qing can come up with a solution to the problem?"
Wang Xue nodded affirmatively.
"You're really sure." Wang Gui knew that this was a dead end, but the survival side of human nature made him hope that Chen Juncai and his daughter would be able to spare the family of three after the incident was completed.
"The idea that Chen Lu came up with is interconnected and incomparable, but the biggest shortcoming is that if there is a problem in any link, the goal will not be achieved." Wang Xue's eyes flickered:
"This shows that he has taken everything into consideration. The only mistake..."
"What's wrong!" Wang Gui asked anxiously.
"He uses himself to save others!" Wang Xue said bitterly: "This dead situation is nothing to him. But Dad, you are not the young master of the Ye family. We, father and daughter, are not capable of breaking this situation. .”
Only then did Wang Gui understand what Wang Xue was talking about.
To Ye Qing, Chen Juncai and his daughter, as well as Tianlu jewelry, were nothing at all.
Even the wealthy prince did not take the Chen family and the Wang family to heart.
Even if he uses violent means to destroy the Chen family and the Wang family, who will bother him again?
But I can't do it. In front of the Chen family and the Wang family, I am just an ant.
If people want to press themselves to death, press them to death.
What's more, there is a ruthless man like Chen Juncai.
In order to kill himself, he even razed a hotel to the ground, and there was nothing else he didn't dare to do.
Wang Xue wiped away the tears on her face and said solemnly: "Abba, there are only two ways left for our family of three. One is to live in exile and live one day at a time.
One is to take shelter under Ye Qing's wing. Only he can make Chen Juncai and Chen Lu feel jealous, and only he is qualified to seek skin from a tiger. "
Wang Gui nodded. In Chaoshan, the Chen family and the Wang family were two weaklings.
"how do you want to do it!"
"He was temporarily soft-hearted and saved my life, which also gave me the opportunity to get close to him." Wang Xue said bitterly: "Since you want to survive in death, you have to pay a price!"
Wang Gui guessed what Wang Xue was going to do, but he was not optimistic about it. This young man from the Ye family was definitely a weirdo. There were many beauties around him, but except for Shen Junyi and Bai Hu, everyone else was as useless as worn shoes.
But now, there is only this method to think of. I have to try it no matter what. What if it succeeds?
Wang Xue returned to the bedroom, washed her face, then took out her makeup box, lightly swiped her eyebrows, applied some makeup, carefully applied bright lipstick on her lips, and looked in the mirror for a long time.
He suddenly stood up and went straight to the bathroom to wash off all the delicate makeup he had just applied.
She tied her long hair into a simple ponytail, a tight camisole, and a pair of dark blue jeans. She picked up the Eight-Zhan knife, thought about it, and placed it on the dressing table.
On the ninth floor, Bai Hu's office.
Ye Qing was drinking tea. There was no good tea set, just a glass pot and a glass cup, making Tengchong Pu'er.
This is the tea that came from Liu Fang. It tastes slightly bitter but has a sweet aftertaste.
He closed his eyes, sipping tea, and carefully sorted out what happened in the past few days, trying to recall if there was anything he missed.
Especially about General Maoliang, if you want to get something out of the fire, you have to go to Longtan and Tiger's Den.
Only by obtaining the account books of his transactions with the Kachin Independence Army and the Kokang Allied Forces can we be absolutely sure to bring him down.
Although Pang Kun has not given him an accurate address yet, he believes that Pang Kun will survive by any means necessary.
Especially after I told him what it means to be a dead Taoist friend rather than a poor Taoist, his will to survive has obviously become stronger.
Even if this road doesn't work, you can still find a solution from the old Kachin fox.
But the thought of having to fight with Sanji gave him a headache.
He was unfaithful and unethical, and he was also shameless. His two granddaughters, Chen Yuluoyan, had been promised to many families by him.
He drank tea slowly and thought about everything in his mind to make sure there were no omissions, and then Ge You lay down on the sofa.
Ye Qing suddenly found that he missed home, missed Panjiayuan, wanted to wear an old man's shirt, hold a big white porcelain jar, shake a banana fan, pull on a pair of slippers, brag and chat with a group of old ghosts... .
Such a young man from Kyoto is truly free and happy.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Ye Qing opened his newly closed eyes and glanced at the office door suspiciously. The only ones who knew he was here were Bai Hu and the little maid from Northern Burma. They didn't need to knock on the door at all.
If it were Wang Jian and Fan Tong, they would send themselves WeChat messages first...
He checked his phone, but there were no WeChat messages from Wang Jian or Fan Tong.
Put your feet on the coffee table and continue to sleep.
"Dudududu!"
Ye Qing took the trouble and shouted with his eyes closed: "There is no one in the room."
Wang Xue, who was standing at the door full of sorrow, almost laughed out loud. No one could speak to her.
But I also understand that this young master of the Ye family really cannot be judged by common sense.
In other words, the sophistication of northerners and the shrewdness of southerners are not the same thing at all.
"Dudududu!"
"Didn't I tell you? There is no one in the house!"
"Master, I'm afraid of ghosts!" Wang Xue answered smoothly, without waiting for his reply, he opened the door and walked in.
Ye Qing didn't even open his eyes and said to himself: "It's useless to be afraid of ghosts. If you walk too much at night, you will encounter ghosts sooner or later."
"I've been walking a lot at night, and I met the young master!"
"Bah!" Ye Qing heard the voice not far away and suddenly opened his eyes and saw a bright face.
Her skin is slightly yellow but not black, her brows are like light smoke, fresh and elegant, her starry eyes are sparkling, and under her beautiful nose is a pair of slightly generous red lips. This face is not a beautiful one, but the more beautiful it is, the more beautiful it is. The better it looks.
"Female ghost, tell me your name!"
"Bah!" Wang Xue scolded with a smile: "How can a beauty like me be a ghost!"
Ye Qing rolled his eyes: "I've never seen painted skin. Only by peeling off this beautiful skin can I see how ugly you are."
Wang Xue stared with a pair of starry eyes. This was the young master of the Ye family in Kyoto. He was such a bastard and said: "My benefactor, you really want to see it."
Ye Qing looked at her helplessly. Are all beauties so thick-skinned?
However, Wang Xue's dress was quite to his liking. There was no heavy makeup on her face, just her natural skin. She was also wearing simple clothes, a small camisole, which perfectly highlighted her exquisite figure.
A pair of snow peaks stand proudly under the black fabric, making it impossible to ignore their presence.
Her waist was as weak as a willow, and a pair of blue jeans outlined her perfect buttocks curve, especially the two legs that were close together, with no gaps at all.
