After comforting Ye Qingxuan, Zhang Feng was not in a hurry. He called Ding Xiaoshan and asked him to prepare 10 million in cash, and then he was busy cooking for the family.
Roina is a foodie and a wounded. It is impossible to expect her to cook at home.
After the meal was not ready, Ai Rongrong came back, went into the house to throw off her high heels, and came to the kitchen to help her barefoot.
"Put the slippers on and come to help. The big girl's family can't be more stable?" Zhang Feng looked disgusted, glanced at Ai Rongrong, and continued cooking.
Ai Rongrong stuck her tongue out, and hurried to put on slippers.
Being afflicted by Ye Qingxuan for the past two days is obviously a hard work, but she never gets tired of it, and the whole person has become a bit more lively like a girl in her early twenties, no longer always a sad expression of me as a plaything .
When the meal was finished, the four people sat around the dining table. Luo Yina ate carelessly. Ai Rongrong ate the rice in small mouths. Her big eyes were always hovering between Zhang Feng and Ye Qingxuan. She keenly discovered the atmosphere. wrong.
Zhang Feng was eating indifferently, but Ye Qingxuan couldn't eat it. She poke the rice with chopsticks, and didn't take a bite for a long time.
"Mr. Ye, isn't the food delicious?" Ai Rongrong asked carefully.
Ye Qingxuan said without raising her head: "It's nothing to do with you, eat well, just call my eldest sister at home."
"Oh, eldest sister." Ai Rongrong smiled, she was more careful when she was eating, and there was no sound at all.
Zhang Feng clamped a muscle to Ye Qingxuan and said with a smile: "You should eat well. Don't you want to heal the P-strand injury?"
Hearing this, the other two women showed gossip expressions, regardless of their status, women's nature is like this.
"Little Ye Zi, your P stock is injured?" Luo Yina stared her eyes, put the tableware and chopsticks aside, posing as a big sister, wanting to help revenge.
Ye Qingxuan gave her a blank look and said, "Zhang Feng, would you like to avenge me?"
Luo Yina thought about it very seriously, and took up her job again, and said unconvincingly: "Forget Zhang Feng, I'm afraid there will be one more person injured in the P stock." After that, she quickly grabbed rice in her mouth.
Ye Qingxuan rolled her eyes speechlessly. After being so disturbed, her mood improved a lot, and she finally started to eat.
Zhang Feng raised the corner of his mouth and continued to eat without forgetting
I picked vegetables for my wife, and then for Ai Rongrong and Luo Yina, each with a piece of chicken.
At this moment, Ye Qingxuan's attention was immediately diverted, and the expression in her eyes became sharp.
Zhang Feng took a piece of the tenderest chicken breast and brought it to her mouth, and said with a petting smile: "Wife, open your mouth, ah."
Anger and jealousy came and went quickly. Opened her mouth and let Zhang Feng eat. Ye Qingxuan was successfully relieved by Zhang Feng. The atmosphere at the dinner table returned to calm. It was two huge light bulbs that made Zhang Feng is always dissatisfied.
After dinner, Ding Xiaoshan called and said that the money was ready, and the car was waiting outside the villa.
Zhang Feng changed into a black suit and got into the commercial car under Ye Qingxuan's worried gaze.
"Husband..."
Ye Qingxuan stood by the door, her heart throbbing, feeling very bad.
Half an hour later, the commercial vehicle appeared on Tongling Street, which was more than a hundred meters away from No. 82.
"The doorkeeper, there is No. 82, it is a nightclub. At this time, there are still very few people going into the waves." Ding Xiaoshan pointed to the distance outside the window and introduced Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng nodded and said faintly: "Fatty, my father-in-law's side, don't let him know who I am. You are waiting for me in the car."
After finishing speaking, he pushed the door and got out of the car, behaving slowly, without the slightest sense of tension in going to redeem someone.
Ding Xiaoshan watched Zhang Feng's figure go away, barking his teeth a few times.
"Fat brother, what are you laughing at?" the dark night door disciple who drove asked aloud.
"Of course I want to laugh." Ding Xiaoshan showed a look of yearning, and couldn't help but dance. "Those elders in the sect, who have not seen the sect master for five years, became more and more unscrupulous. They are afraid that they have forgotten. The sect master has killed countless people, and a few old guys want to control him, it is a dream!
"The calmer the sect master, the stronger the murderous intent in his heart. Today, there was a good show to watch, which just happened to make things big and block it with those old guys every day!"
The disciples driving, their eyes lit up immediately, with a look of anticipation on their faces.
The young generation in the dark night gate, the idol in their hearts is Zhang Feng, but they have not seen each other for five years, they almost forgot Zhang Feng's arrogance and domineering.
Zhang Feng came to the door of the nightclub and looked up
The signboard made me laugh. It turned out that this place was called Nightclub No. 82.
Stepping into the door, it was quiet inside, there were no brilliant lights, and there were no dancing people. There were only a few waiters cleaning the house, and the night life had not yet begun.
Zhang Feng was not in a hurry, and went to the bar next to the bar, and said to the bartender who was finishing the utensils: "The Holy Grail of Flame, will you adjust it?"
The bartender was stunned for a moment, he had never heard the name.
"Then make a glass of the strongest wine, drink it, and fight!" Zhang Feng said lightly.
The bartender's expression suddenly changed, and he picked up the walkie-talkie and pressed the switch and said, "Brother Xiaodao, here comes the man, it is Ye Haiming's son-in-law!"
"Let him wait!"
There was a vicious roar from the intercom, who called Ye Qingxuan.
The bartender stared at Zhang Feng with a fierce look, touched a wine bottle, and seemed to throw it out at any time.
Zhang Feng smiled faintly at him: "Your hands are for bartending, don't mess around, be careful of losing your ability to eat."
The bartender glanced at the wine bottle hesitantly, put it down silently, and retreated to the innermost side of the bar.
Obviously, he heard what Zhang Feng said.
Not long after, a group of people walked out of the passage inside the nightclub, each dressed in bells and whistles, wishing to let people see that they were a social mess at a glance.
At the end of these people, Ye Haiming was held by two people with his hands tied behind his back and his mouth was still taped. He saw Zhang Feng and immediately screamed.
"Boy, you are Ye Haiming's son-in-law, right? Where is the money?"
The head of the bastard, with a short head, was dyed yellow, and had a mad look. He was wearing a denim waistcoat with his arms wide open, showing strong muscles.
He is the little knife brother in the mouth of the bartender. He used to fight black market boxing in Thailand. Later, he used a knife to kill all six members of his enemy’s family with a boss. He returned to China in just a few years A legend in the arena.
It's just because he shot very ruthlessly and unscrupulously, and the gangsters in the arena are very afraid of him.
"It's me, Ye Haiming gambled again?"
Zhang Feng nodded and asked, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't pay attention to this group of people at all.
"I ask you, where is the money?" Brother Xiaodao asked with a fierce expression.
(End of this chapter)