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    While waiting for him to arrive at Penglai Villa, Feng Xiucai called him and told him that he had managed to contact the big boss, but the big boss would not be able to leave until tomorrow at the earliest, and would not be able to rush to New Zealand until tomorrow evening.  .  Waiting for Yang Kang to visit his grandma, he couldn't help but look at Penglai Villa and smiled bitterly. If he went out this time and couldn't come back, he wouldn't be able to warm up to this huge villa.  When leaving Penglai Villa and returning to Ruyifang, Feng Xiucai called again and said that the exit procedures had been completed, but there was no air ticket to Siam tonight and he had to wait until tomorrow.  Although Yang Kang was agitated, there was nothing he could do - if Mu Yi wanted to take action, it would be tonight.  And what he could think of, Mu Xiu could also think of Even if he was on guard, it would be too late.  When Feng Xiucai returned to Ruyifang in the evening, he was also exhausted. Then he fell on the sofa and said, "Little prince, if Mu Yi just follows Xiao Han to Liujin Bay to celebrate the New Year, what kind of thing do we have to do?" "What if?"  That's right, that's the best thing." Yang Kang shook his head and said, "It's always good to be prepared for danger in times of crisis." "Xiucai, do you want to eat?" asked Fatty Guo.  "I won't eat!" Feng Xiu shook his head and asked, "Little Prince, what will happen if you really guess it?" "First, if Xiaohan dies, in this case, he  He deserves to die, and we will most likely be buried with him." Yang Kang's heart trembled when he thought of Wang Qiying's information.  " In theory, Mu Yi would not allow him to spread such a thing no matter what. Now that Wang Qiying was asked to bring it to him, that proves it.  That was what Mu Yi wanted to show him.  "If Xiaohan is assassinated and does not die, it will be very troublesome!" Yang Kang leaned on the sofa and said, "Let's wait for the news, we can't leave now anyway." "I don't understand." Fatty Guo asked with a frown.  "If Xiaohan doesn't die, what trouble will there be? Everything will be the same as before?" "There are many things in this world that cannot be changed as usual." Yang Kang sneered, "Once some things happen, there is no way to change them, just like me  My father is dead. Although I am rich now, who can bring my father back to life?" When it came to this, Fatty Guo and Feng Xiucai were silent and stopped talking.  ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­  Thinking of this, Fatty Guo couldn't help but glance at Feng Xiucai, who was in a daze.  It seemed that Fatty Guo was not seen.  Yang Kang suddenly sneered: "Don't play tricks in front of me, for now. We still have to find a way to survive the current crisis. It's best -" "What's the best?" Feng Xiucai was stunned, suddenly raised his head and asked,  "Little prince, what do you want to say?" "What do you mean?" Yang Kang sneered.  "It's best that your big boss didn't get involved in what happened this time." Feng Xiucai's mouth moved for a moment, but he didn't speak.  Yang Kang sneered and said: "Lao Ou is your uncle, I know - in order for me to take over Langyuan smoothly, the big boss has good intentions. If today's situation is planned by him and Mu Yi, they are ready to do it in one fell swoop.  Get rid of Mr. Tang, then I don't care if he has nothing and works in vain. " "Little prince, you can't doubt the big boss so much. Our big boss is you" Fatty Guo suddenly became very anxious. He had always felt that.  , it seems that Yang Kang is not that close to Shao Wenmo, at least, he will not be as close to Tang Chen.  "Really, when facing Tang Chen, Yang Kang can have no reservations. In fact, he doesn't care at all about losing his temper with Tang Chen or losing his temper.  ¡°However, for Shao Wenmo, he just maintained basic courtesy.  "I know!" Yang Kang glanced at Fatty Guo and sneered, "Because of this, my father must die." "Little Prince, it really doesn't matter what happened to the big boss, it was Lao Ou who did it." Feng  The scholar said hurriedly.  "It makes no sense to blame it on a dead person." Yang Kang closed his eyes and kept thinking.  Shao Wenmo and Mu Xiu have been arguing for so many years. It is said that Mu Xiu¡¯s goal is to make money. He wants Xiaohan to live the best life in the world and spend as much money as he wants.  Therefore, Mu Xiu wants nothing and doesn't care - his goal is just to make money.  "However, Shao Wenmo is different. Shao Wenmo should have had ulterior motives from the moment he met Su Su.  ¡°Of course, in Wang Qiying¡¯s words, all of this is speculation and cannot be done accurately.  Yang Kang doesn¡¯t want it either, he?¡¯s help came in.  Even if Shao Wenmo doesn't get involved, some people who know his identity still can't tolerate his old father.     All right!  His old father is dead. Now, Tang Chen's embarrassing identity is revealed. He is different from Yang Chongxuan. He is rich, powerful, capable, and well-connected. He can afford weapons and equipment and can find someone at any time.  trouble.  Tang Chen¡¯s identity is actually even more unacceptable than the original Yang Chongxuan.  When Xiaohan woke up, the sun was already setting, and the golden sun shone in through the large, bright windows. He stood up and walked to the window. The sea water not far away was blue.  After a good sleep, he felt much more comfortable at this time. He liked the open vision, so his room had large floor-to-ceiling windows, allowing him to see the distant scenery.  This is Liujin Bay, not China. The average temperature is around 25. Xiaohan sighed and immediately walked to the bathroom and started taking a shower and changing clothes.  His father should prepare a dinner party tonight to give him a cleansing.  When he came out after taking a shower and stroking his wet hair, he saw Mu Yi standing outside the bathroom.  "Ohis something wrong?" Xiaohan asked.  "Are you feeling better?" Mu Yi asked with a frown as he saw that he was only wrapped in a loose bathrobe.  "Much better." Xiaohan said, "Where is my dad?" "It seems that there are some things to deal with." Muyi said, "Las Vegas called just now and said that there was something - he didn't go into details, and I didn't  I don¡¯t know, and you think he would say this to me?¡± ¡°Haha!¡± Xiaohan smiled sarcastically.  "Why are you laughing like this?" Mu Yi said, taking the towel from his hand, wiping his hair, and said, "I asked you to cut your hair shorter, but you just didn't listen. Look, this is wet.  Are you feeling uncomfortable?" "It's okay!" Xiaohan smiled.  "Where's the hair dryer? Just sit still and don't move around." Mu Yi said as he walked to the bathroom, took the hair dryer, and sighed, "Just take a shower and don't make the bathroom wet. You  Don¡¯t know how to clean up the trouble?¡± ¡°How can you not make the bathroom wet?¡± Xiaohan asked suddenly, ¡°You just scold me and don¡¯t teach me well.¡± ¡°I¡¯ll teach you, will you listen?¡±  Shaking his head, not knowing what to say to him, he immediately took the hair dryer and dried his hair.  Xiaohan¡¯s hair is very good, with black silky hair and silky smooth hair. After just washing it, it is even softer and smoother now.  Mu Yi blew his hair half-dry, opened the wardrobe, and asked, "What clothes do you want to wear?" Xiaohan glanced at him and said, "Grandpa, go out, I will dress myself." "You don't need me.  Help you?" Mu Yi asked with a smile.  "No!" Xiaohan shook his head.  Hearing what he said, Mu Yi immediately walked outside. Xiaohan's bedroom was naturally a large suite. He didn't go out, but just waited outside.  Xiaohan opened the wardrobe and started to pick clothes one by one. Finally, he picked a royal blue shirt. He remembered that Mu Xiu should like clothes of this color. It should be said that he liked to see him wearing this.  Colorful clothes.  As a pet, sometimes your own preferences are not very important, as long as your owner thinks you are suitable.  Xiaohan smiled sarcastically and started to change his clothes. After he finished changing his clothes, he opened the cabinet again and looked for things.  "Xiaohan, are you okay? Can I come in?" Mu Yi stood at the door and asked.  "Well" Xiaohan agreed.  Mu Yi walked in, saw Xiaohan looking for something, and immediately asked: "Xiaohan, what are you looking for? Also, why are you dressed like this? Don't you always wear a dress when you are with him?"  The clothes are obviously dresses. Since they are called dresses, they will naturally be quite beautiful. But if they are too beautiful, they may not be comfortable to wear.  "What do you mean I always wear a dress when we are together?" Xiaohan frowned and asked, "What do you mean?" "Okay, okay, I was wrong!" Mu Yi said helplessly, "When you see your father,  Wearing a dress? How many months will you have to work with him? " "It won't be long!" Xiaohan sighed softly and said, "Grandpa, you won't let me stay with him for a long time.  So, I dress up in a way that he likes to see - he is the first one to treat me as a pet, right?" "Probably!" Mu Yi said.  Mu Xiu has nothing to do with Xiao Han.??It's really doting.  Xiaohan took out a sapphire crown, put it on his head, and looked at it in the mirror.  "Do you still have a crown here?" Mu Yi asked.  "Well!" Xiaohan said noncommittally, "There are a lot of things here. If I die in the future, I don't know who will be cheaper? Or, in the future, these things will appear at some auctions. I don't know if people will be like this.  Propaganda, the crown from the dynasty, the private collection of His Highness Han. " "I guess so!" Mu Yi said, "If you don't go out, there will be no outsiders here. Why are you wearing a crown to show that you are rich?  , I should ask, are there any foreigners?¡± ¡°No!¡± Xiaohan said, ¡°I heard Grandpa Wu say that in the past, when rich people died, they would wear luxurious clothes and extremely expensive jewelry.  Put on makeup" "Huh?" Mu Yi frowned.  (To be continued)?¡­
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