After Chen Yu left, only Chen Mingjuan's family was left looking at each other.

Zhou Yi looked at the corpses and blood on the ground, her face turned pale, and she asked humbly: "Mom, what should I do now?"

In her eyes, the backbone of the family is her mother, while her father is a useless coward. He is still shivering in the corner, worse than a girl like her.

Chen Mingjuan was not afraid when she looked at the corpses and said, "These are all done by that orphan Chen Yu, and they are none of our business."

Zhou Yi rolled her eyes a few times and said, "Then let's go call the police."

Chen Mingjuan nodded: "Of course we have to call the police, otherwise it will be terrible if something happens in the future and we are found out. It is better for us to preemptively strike now and take the initiative."

"Then blame everything on your cousin."

"What do you mean by pushing it on him? He did it himself, and we are the victims!"

At this time, the cowardly Zhou Jiaolin interrupted: "Honey, I think this is not good. What if Ayu finds out and comes to settle accounts with us?"

Chen Mingjuan cursed and said: "I am his aunt, how can he still kill me? Besides, he brought it upon himself. It is only natural for me to expose him. Even his damn parents can't blame me."

"That's right." Zhou Yi nodded in agreement.

Zhou Jiaolin didn't dare to refute, and just said: "Okay, I have no objection, but let's get out of here first."

Chen Mingjuan slapped him in the face and said, "You're worthless, you're in a hurry, hurry up and search yourself."

Zhou Jiaolin was stunned: "Ah? What are you searching for?"

"Search those corpses. There must be money on them, don't waste it..." Chen Mingjuan meant to make a fortune from the dead.

At this time, the light outside the building suddenly dimmed, and a figure walked away quietly without attracting their attention.

Chen Yu walked out of the construction site with an expressionless face but a cold heart.

This is the nature of that family. After I saved them, their first thought after they were out of danger was to draw a clear line, and then they wanted to stab them in the back.

Chen Yu sneered and said to himself: "Yes, you are my aunt, I can't kill you, but there are many ways to solve problems in the world without killing people!"

Suddenly, a crisp electronic ringtone came from his pocket. It was the new mobile phone Hong Biao had prepared for him that vibrated.

Chen Yu took it out and connected it.

Hong Biao's voice came out: "Master Chen, the preparations have been made according to your instructions. The venue is Yulong Villa. Wu Zhenjiang will come to the banquet soon."

Chen Yu nodded: "Okay, you chat with him first, I'll be there right away."

"clear!"

"Also, you should have investigated my identity and background, right?"

Hong Biao's tone became frightened: "Master Chen, I..."

"Don't be afraid, I don't blame you, I just want you to send a few of your men to my aunt's house."

"helper?"

"No, I am telling you and my name, and then giving them a good lesson, telling them not to get into trouble, otherwise they will bear the consequences."

Hong Biao was not a fool. After taking into account the kidnapping incident, he immediately guessed it. He patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, Master Chen. I will make arrangements immediately to ensure that they dare not talk too much, let alone cause trouble."

"Very good." Chen Yu hung up the phone with cold eyes.

We can't use ordinary methods to deal with that family. Because they are toasting people who don't eat and drink as a penalty, and they can open a big dyeing workshop if they give them three points of color. Chen Yu simply plays with them to see if they dare to step on it.

Nose and face.

This is kind enough. If Chen Yu hadn't taken care of the dignity of some relatives, things would never have been so simple.

Anyway, thinking of that family, Chen Yu felt bad. At this moment, he shook his head to get rid of the distracting thoughts, then got into the Mercedes-Benz and followed the navigation to Yulong Villa.

…

Yulong Villa is a farm-style manor that integrates leisure, entertainment, dining and vacation. It is a property under Hong Biao's name and is specially used to entertain important guests.

A Lamborghini slowly stopped at the door, the door opened, and two people got out.

Wu Zhenjiang, who wears casual clothes and exudes the arrogance of a superior; and the beautiful secretary who transforms from a pure lily into a delicate rose after being moisturized.

Hong Biao, who was waiting at the gate, greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Wu is so proud of his face that he shines brightly."

Wu Zhenjiang smiled slightly: "Master Hong invited me, how dare I not come?"

The two men shook hands and entered the manor.

As he walked, Wu Zhenjiang frowned: "I heard that Hong Ye's Yulong Villa is a good place for leisure and entertainment, and the chef is extremely skilled. It is comparable to Yunyan Restaurant. It is very popular and very lively. Today

Why is it so deserted?"

Hong Biao smiled brightly: "We have business to do every day, but Mr. Wu, you are here only once. Of course I want to greet you well, so I have canceled all appointments for today."

Wu Zhenjiang was relieved. It was not uncommon for people of their status to book a place to treat people to dinner.

He smiled and said: "What exactly is it that deserves your big fanfare, Mr. Hong?"

Hong Biao smiled mysteriously: "Let's keep it a secret for the time being. I have asked the chef to prepare the banquet. Please take a seat first."

Wu Zhenjiang did not ask further questions and followed Hong Biao into the box.

A table of luxurious and exquisite dishes appeared in front of you, coupled with two bottles of red wine that cost at least six figures, making people greedy.

The three of them sat down, ate food and drank wine.

Time passed by, and after three drinks, Wu Zhenjiang looked at his watch and frowned.

After eating for twenty minutes, Hong Biao still had no intention of talking about business, which made him a little puzzled. In the end, he couldn't help but asked: "Master Hong, why did you invite me here?"

"Let's not talk about it for now. Let's drink." Hong Biao still refused to say anything and raised his glass to persuade him to drink.

Wu Zhenjiang showed an unhappy look, waved his hand and said: "Let's finish the business first and then drink."

Although Hong Biao is powerful, he is a gray figure who does not see much light after all. As the chairman of Huanyu Group, Wu Zhenjiang is rich and powerful, and his status is not lower than that of the other party, so he does not need to give the other party too much face.

At this time, Hong Biao's cell phone rang.

Hong Biao took it out and took a look at it, beaming with joy. After quickly connecting the phone, he said in a respectful tone: "Mr. Chen... you are finally here. Okay, I will send someone to bring you in right away."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and Hong Biao turned to his subordinates and snapped his fingers: "Go and bring Mr. Chen in."

"Yes!" The subordinate nodded and went out.

Wu Zhenjiang's frown deepened, and he quickly lowered his head and drank to cover up his uneasiness.

Hong Biao's few words shocked his heart. When did a person appear in Jiangzhou who could make Hong Biao so respectful?

The surname is Chen...and he invited himself...could it be?

As soon as this idea was born, it was killed by Wu Zhenjiang.

That's impossible! How could a young boy who had to live in a hotel have such great energy? I was really shocked by the death of my son recently, which caused me to be in a trance and become suspicious.

Wu Zhenjiang smiled dumbly and took a sip of wine.

at this time--

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late."

A familiar young man walked straight into the box, picked a chair and sat down without any courtesy.
Chapter completed!