Yuan Zhong and Xia Tian drank until the end of the night before stopping.

Through this pause, the two of them felt like they were friends for ages.

The next day, at dawn, Xia Tian accompanied Yuan Zhong and others to send Qin Hui and Yuan Junyao to the airport.

After the delivery, Xia Tian did not go back to Yuan’s house with Yuan Zhong, but planned to drive back to Qingshi directly.

I didn't return overnight last night, so I may not be sure whether Zhou Wanqiu will have random thoughts.

Therefore, it is urgent to go home immediately and explain it to Zhou Wanqiu.

Xia Tian and Yuan Zhong said goodbye at the airport.

At this time, on the other side of the airport road, a Porsche had been parked there for a long time.

"Young Master Dao Jie, you should understand now."

"Yuan Zhong's family just treats you as a tool, but they don't really treat you as a family."

"Yuan Junyao accompanied Qin Hui to the United States for surgery, but she didn't even notify you. She is your godmother."

"They only met for a few days that summer and were able to accompany them to the airport. What about you?"

Inside Porsche, Gong Shaohong spoke to Dao Jie with a playful look on his face.

At this time, Dao Jie's face looked very ugly.

The blue veins on his forehead burst out one by one, and Wanru was already extremely angry.

"Damn, what's wrong with that summer."

Dao Jie kept pounding the car door, which made Gong Shaohong feel heartbroken.

This is a new car he bought for more than one million yuan, and now many parts of the interior have been hammered in Daojie.

But the pain was so painful. Thinking of the series of plans he wanted to implement next, Gong Shaohong gritted his teeth and endured it.

"Master Daojie, do you know why Yuan Zhong and his family look down on you?"

"Because, you are not cruel enough, and your status is not high enough."

"Think about it, if you replaced Yuan Zhong and became the King of Nanjiang, will their family still dare to treat you like they are now?"

"Yuan Junyao will definitely look at you differently."

Dao Jie suddenly turned his head, looked at Gong Shaohong with a fierce look on his face, and said, "What do you mean?"

"Are you cursing my adoptive father? Are you dead?"

Gong Shaohong's heart trembled. The fierce sword hero was really scared.

He shook his head quickly and said, "Master Daojie, I'm just making a simple metaphor, and I have no other meaning."

"With my adoptive father here, the King of Nanjiang will always be his."

Dao Jie snorted and continued to look out the window, his face full of gloom.

Gong Shaohong, who was beside him, read a special meaning from Dao Jie's mouth, and inadvertently, a faint smile appeared on his face.

After leaving the provincial capital, Xia Tian drove all the way back to Qing City without stopping at all.

After returning, the first thing he did was to go to the company to find Zhou Wanqiu and explain to her all the whereabouts of going to the provincial capital yesterday.

Zhou Wanqiu pretended to be angry and quarreled Xia Tian, ​​and then, she didn't say much.

There must be something about being panicked, after all, the biggest love rival in history appeared, and Xia still went to the love rival's house.

But Zhou Wanqiu is still a reasonable woman after all.

She believes in summer just as Xia Tian believes in herself.

At ten minutes in the evening, the two drove home together.

As soon as we finished our meal, Xia Tian’s phone rang like a death-seeking moment.

The first person to call was Tang Long. He seemed very anxious and nervous on the other end of the phone: "Brother Tian, ​​the King of Nanjiang Yuan Zhong died this afternoon."
Chapter completed!