During the few days Lin Huayin stayed in Baicheng, his work was not delayed. So there is no rush to return to Yanjing. Although I walked around the last time I came to Baicheng, I was in too much of a hurry to appreciate the customs of Baicheng. So early the next morning, Xiao Zheng and his wife had breakfast with their mother-in-law, the old monk, and then drove out.
Lin Huayin neither opposed nor supported Ye Fenghuang and the old monk, and Xiao Zheng was not qualified to comment. Whether it succeeds or not, whether it is good or bad, is entirely up to them to decide.
Watching Xiao Zheng drive away, Bai Wuxia withdrew his gaze and landed on Ye Fenghuang's face: "Ye Zi, you have worked hard these days."
"What's the trouble?" Ye Yuhua showed a gentle smile. "Feed me good food and drink. You don't have to do anything. It's much more comfortable than at school."
Bai Wuxia chuckled lightly, lit a cigarette with a calm expression, and said in a calm voice: "Azheng is good at everything, but he has no fear. If it goes on for a long time, I'm afraid he will suffer a big loss."
"Young people all have the same temperament." Ye Yuhua smiled and said. "Weren't you just as fearless back then?"
"So I didn't even have a chance to fight with him, so I was driven out of Sijiu City by the gang of princelings." Bai Wuxia said with a smile. "To be honest with Ye Zi, I shouted out the slogan that anyone who dissatisfied should come to Baicheng to find me. Mainly because I was scared."
"If I were really capable, I should get a room in Wangfujing Hotel and wait for them to come to me. Why retreat to Baicheng?" Bai Wuxia said without any concealment.
Ye Yuhua pursed her lips and smiled: "It's your fault that you're a coward. Azheng has never been a coward."
She turned around and walked slowly towards the elevator.
Bai Wuxia also put out the cigarette he had only taken two puffs on and helped press the button.
"Yesterday he showed up at the memorial service. On the one hand, he wanted to help the Bai family vent their anger. Secondly, he also wanted to force the Zhao family. Unfortunately, Zhao Gao really held back..." Ye Yuhua said slowly.
Bai Wuxia nodded lightly and said, "I didn't expect that the older Zhao Gao got, the smaller his temper would be. If he had been young, he would have fought to the death with Azheng."
"Fight to death?" Ye Yuhua narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and wrote lightly. "Even if Zhao Qiuhan takes action, is it possible that you will still lose to the Zhao family?"
Bai Wuxia smiled and said meaningfully: "Zi Zi, it's a good thing you're not a peerless master. You have such a bad temper."
Ye Yuhua glanced at the old monk: "Ah Zheng often praises me for being kind and kind, why do you think I have such a bad temper?"
The old monk smiled and said nothing.
"But you are right about one thing." Ye Yuhua sighed softly and pursed his lips. "Azheng is so fearless."
"Yes." Bai Wuxia said meaningfully. "He has no idea what it means to be a descendant of the Zhao family."
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Bai family hall.
The living room, which had already moved away the mourning platform and cleared away all the props, seemed unusually spacious.
Bai Wushuang stood in the middle of the living room with his arms folded, looking at the Baiyun Villa that had never really belonged to him, feeling an endless sense of satisfaction in his heart.
He has been waiting for this day for too long.
From the time he was ten years old, he knew that he was the only candidate for the future head of the Bai family.
My father was obsessed with the laboratory.
The uncle gave up his great future for a woman.
Under such an environment, Bai Wushuang has been mentally prepared to take charge of the Bai family since he was a child.
Therefore, he is good at concealing himself and has a wealth that is difficult for his peers to match. Even in the eyes of many elders, Bai Wushuang is mature enough, and his eyes always retain a depth that does not match his age.
He indeed has the qualities that a good leader should possess.
Except for one thing.
All of this was done forcefully by him and was just superficial.
Therefore, he is irritable and difficult to control his temper once it arises.
The strong appeal for self-centeredness far exceeds the expectations of others.
In many ways, he is excellent.
As long as no one more powerful than him, enough to irritate his peers, appears.
Including Bai Zhengqing, they also believe that Bai Wushuang will be the best among his peers.
But it's a pity that Xiao Zheng is more mature and better than him. Even except for his limited family background, he has no other aspects that can compare with Xiao Zheng.
Therefore, he frequently lost his temper, which greatly disappointed Bai Zhengqing.
After the symposium, Bai Zhengqing repeatedly emphasized not to be an enemy of Xiao Zheng. The best future is to work together. But he refused to listen. Feishe often had trouble with Xiao Zheng and secretly played tricks on him.
Even Bai Wuxia beat Bai Wushuang more than once after returning to Baicheng.
Publicly and privately, Bai Wuxia needed to remind him of the hope and future of the Bai family.
It's a pity that even his uncle can't tame this nephew whose heart has long been occupied by power.
Not only failed to bring him back from the brink, but instead forced Bai Wushuang to a dead end!
"Father."
Bai Wushuang slowly turned around and looked at Bai Ziwen who was sitting on a chair drinking tea.
"You see, the Bai family belongs to us." Bai Wushuang smiled. He was obviously a little forbearing and a little arrogant!
"No one can control us anymore! From now on, we will be the only masters of the Bai family!" Bai Wushuang's eyes were red, and his expression was distorted with excitement.
Bai Ziwen stared at his son calmly. After a while, he put down the tea cup and said in a low voice: "It's just the beginning. It's not the time to be proud yet."
Bai Wushuang was stunned, and then said calmly: "We can defeat uncle, who will be our opponent?"
"Defeat?" Bai Ziwen narrowed his eyes slightly and raised a sneer on his lips. "Do you think Bai Wuxia doesn't know what we have done?"
"What!?" Bai Wushuang's expression suddenly changed and she looked at her father in disbelief. "You mean-"
Bai Ziwen stood up slowly, raised his right hand and put it on Bai Wushuang's shoulder: "No matter how secretly we do this, it will be difficult to escape his eyes. The reason why he didn't say anything or get angry is because there were no more updates. Good choice. Kill you? Kill me? And then? Let the Bai family be destroyed? Be reviled by thousands of people? "
Bai Ziwen swallowed his saliva with his scalp numb, and asked in a trembling voice: "Father, did you know from the beginning that this matter could not be hidden from your uncle?"
"Yes." Bai Ziwen nodded lightly.
"Then why did you-"
"Because you are my son!" Bai Ziwen's expression changed and his voice suddenly rose. "He is my son, Bai Ziwen! The Bai family should belong to you!"
"He Bai Wuxia has no children, so why should he firmly grasp the resources of the Bai family? He does not have the qualifications!"
Snap, snap, snap.
Suddenly, a crisp round of applause sounded outside the door. A very magnetic and extremely charming voice slowly reached the ears of the father and son.
"I really didn't expect that in the 21st century, there would still be people who killed their fathers and seized power. Bai Ziwen, you really surprised me."