C71 (1/2)

Han Yong extended his hand to receive the map. He only lowered his head to glance at it and was immediately able to tell that the terrain there was complex and the mountain terrain dangerous.

”I'll definitely bring them back.”

Xiao Zhenhai's hand was on his walking stick as he tightly gripped it with his fingers. The instant Han Yong opened the door, he said, ”When necessary, put more emphasis on the bigger picture.”

Han Yong's figure paused for a moment. Without saying anything further, he left. He suddenly understood why Xiao Meng Han's decisiveness in creating his own business didn't depend on the Xiao family.

”Dad, do you think Han Yong can do it?” Xiao Yuelin hesitated. They couldn't show their faces, and couldn't show any emotions. They could only suppress their burning hearts.

Xiao Zhenhai shook his head. If Han Yong had done this, Xiao Meng Han wouldn't have trusted Han Yong for so many years.

Qiu Hong visited the Xiao family a few times but didn't see Mo Xiaoxiao. She was worried and didn't even have the mood to start a business.

She could not tell Qiu Hong any more information. If this matter involved Xiao Menghan, Yang Ziying would not rest in peace even if she died. After all, Qiu Hong was in the business circles and had a wide network of connections.

Unable to find any news of Mo Xiaoxiao in the Xiao family, Qiu Hong thought of Xuan Peng. It was as if she had spent some time with a friend of her.

Xuan Peng and Wang Yiling were now close to a baby. He worked, she accompanied him, he saw clients, she waited in the car, he went home to sleep, Wang Da He directly threw Wang Yiling's luggage into Xuan Peng's car and closed the door.

Wang Yiling's eyes were bloodshot as she looked at Xuan Peng, her face full of grievance and shame. Her voice choked as she said, ”I'm sorry, Xuan Peng. You can go back now. I think father will open the door soon.”

”Tell me, what does he want?”

”Xuan Peng?”

”Yi Ling, look at me. I don't want you to suffer any grievances.” Xuan Peng's head began to hurt again. He had said that to someone and thought it should be Wang Yiling. He only had her girlfriend.

Wang Yiling threw herself into Xuan Peng's arms, crying. She said that her father wanted to buy a new house, but she refused, so he kicked her out.

”House?” Xuan Peng looked at the simple rented apartment in front of him and pursed his lips. ”I'll have someone take you guys to see the new building tomorrow.” His ability now was more than enough to buy her a new house.

He would rather buy her a house than let her live in his house right now, so that she could become his real woman. Wang Yiling choked with sobs as she rejected Xuan Peng, ”Xuan Peng, no, I can't take your house.”

”Idiot, what's yours, I worked so hard just to give you a more comfortable life. Eli, I don't have many requests, a warm home, you and our child, just like that, it's enough to see your smiles every day when you come back from work.”

Was that really enough? Xuan Peng felt an intense emptiness in his heart. He took Wang back home and arranged for someone to take him to see the new house tomorrow. He didn't come home until very late.

”Director Xuan, how hard is it to wait for you?” Qiu Hong was standing in front of Xuan Peng's door. If it weren't for the fact that their relationship was taciturn, she wouldn't have waited at the entrance of the Xuan Peng's house in the middle of the night.

She sucked in a deep breath of smoke and Qiu Hong exhaled the bitter smoke. She looked at the man in front of her, a pair of eyes that could see through the cold of the world fell on Xuan Peng's furrowed brow.