There are many mystery about President Jiang’s sudden death, but Ye Fan did not intervene too much.
He gave a brief report to Jiu Qiansui, and then asked Huang Sanchong to investigate the matter, and at the same time asked Yuan Qingyi to temporarily take over the Longdu Martial Alliance.
Yuan Qingyi flew back to Longdu at noon that day with President Jiang's body.
President Jiang died and she was not in Longdu. Who knows what chaos will happen inside?
And there was also a Miao Jingyun staring at her.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, a special plane arrived in Longdu. While the Wumeng children were going through the quarantine procedures, Yuan Qingyi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the airport VIP room.
She changed the gentleness and lovelyness in front of Ye Fan, and looked at the coffin transported out indifferently with her pretty face.
No one could tell what she was thinking.
"Mrs. Jiang, good afternoon."
At this moment, the door behind him was gently pushed open, and a fiery red figure walked in with a chuckling.
Yuan's bodyguard stepped forward to block it, but was stopped by Yuan Qingyi.
She turned around and looked at the uninvited guest, "Hello, Mr. Song, why are you here if you have time?"
"President Jiang is dead, the Longdu Martial Alliance is in turmoil, and Miao Jingyun and the others are ready to move."
Song Hongyan stood beside Yuan Qingyi in high heels, and she undoubtedly knew what was happening in Hong Kong City.
"Mr. Yuan was repeatedly pressed by his family and could not come forward to help you."
"My man is worried that you will be bullied or have any accidents, so he asked me to meet you and see if I can help you?"
"If you need it, just say a squeak, and Hongyan still has some energy."
"Don't be polite. In order to complete my man's mission, I will fly back from Tiancheng temporarily."
"I have temporarily pushed back my parents-in-law's trip, in order to help Mrs. Jiang get through the difficulties."
Song Hongyan had a sweet smile, looking at the harmless people and animals, but the depth in her eyes made Mrs. Yuan smell a touch of playfulness.
Yuan Qingyi whispered, "Your man?"
Song Hongyan responded with a smile, "Oh, I forgot to say, my man, Ye Fan."
Yuan Qingyi smiled, "Isn't Ye Fan Tang Ruoxue's man?"
"I used to be Tang Ruoxue's man, but now and in the future, I am Song Hongyan's man."
Song Hongyan looked at Yuan Qingyi meaningfully and said, "I want to be with him for the rest of my life."
"Is that so? I am moved by Mr. Song's affection."
Yuan Qingyi greeted Song Hongyan calmly, "I'm afraid that the fallen flowers will be intentionally flowing water will be ruthless."
"I only believe that the metal and stone that can be opened up when sincerely comes."
Song Hongyan was very straightforward, "Besides, the ruthless flowing water is the matter of flowing water, and if I intentional it, that is mine."
"So I will never allow anyone to hurt Ye Fan."
She stepped forward and looked at the airport outside the window. "Whoever turns into a little sheep and hurts Ye Fan, I will kill him even if I am torn to pieces."
"Mr. Song, why do I feel that if you come here today, it's not like Ye Fan asking you to help me?"
Yuan Qingyi also hugged her hands in front of her chest and stepped forward, "And it's more like giving me a warning?"
"Why, I'm worried that I'll take your man away? Are you so unconfident in yourself?"
Her smile also became a little colder. "Mr. Song, if you have any words, you are straightforward. Everyone is adults, there is no need to turn around."
"Ye Fan told me that if you can help you, I will help you, so I am sincere in helping you."
Song Hongyan didn't hide anything anymore, and talked to Yuan Qingyi
"If you have difficulties in taking over the Longdu Martial Alliance, I can support you when you want people and money."
"I just came out to work hard early and have more experience in the martial arts world than Ye Fan."
"I don't want to say that you are using Ye Fan, but I know that you are not as weak as Ye Fan sees."
She whispered softly, “So I hope you can be Mrs. Jiang well.”
"Mr. Song, your words are heartbroken."
Yuan Qingyi's pretty face still had no fluctuations, she turned around and looked at Song Hongyan's eyes.
"Don't mention Ye Fan's identity as a patrolman, I can protect me from going further. I will only be grateful to him as the word "saving a life-saving benefactor."
"How could I hurt him?"
"Don't worry, no matter what you have or what you are worried about, I, Yuan Qingyi, can guarantee you."
"I will never hurt Ye Fan a hair."
She landed on the ground and said, "If there is any violation, there will be thunder in the sky."
Hearing Yuan Qingyi's resounding oath, Song Hongyan's pretty face relaxed a little more.
"Yeah?"
Then, she took out an old photo and handed it to Yuan Qingyi.
This is a photo from many years ago. Although it has turned yellow, the faces in the photo can still be seen clearly.
One of them is Miao Fenghuang, which is full of cold and cold breath.
"The Song family and Miao Fenghuang have a deep hatred."
"So when Miao Fenghuang died, my grandfather sent someone to Miao land to kill him. Before Miao Fenglang returned, he would eliminate the demonic army of the dead Miao Fenghuang."
Song Hongyan wiped the photo again with her fingers, "Many people died, many poisons were burned, and a photo album was found."
"There is a photo inside, and there is a passage behind it."
"When Miao Fenghuang came to Long to buy some expensive medicines, she saved a girl buried in the snow in the snow..."
"That girl, her legs are almost frozen."
She clicked until she was still looking at Yuan Qingyi.
Yuan Qingyi picked up the photo and looked gentle as usual. "This girl is already dead."
"Did you die long ago?"
Song Hongyan blinked her eyes, "How come she believes she died long ago?"
Yuan Qingyi threw the photo back to Song Hongyan
"When she was moved, she died in the past..."
After saying that, she left the VIP room calmly, elegant and peaceful.
Song Hongyan was stunned at first, then looked at her back and smiled bitterly, "Suddenly I feel that it's better for her to die..."
While the two girls were hiding needles in the cotton, Ye Fanzheng, who was far away in the port city, finished the report to Jiu Qiansui.
After dealing with President Jiang's affairs, Ye Fan's focus shifted to the Wuyi Lane vault.
He hopes to complete this task before Tang Ruoxue comes to Hong Kong City so that he will not be in a hurry.
For this reason, Ye Fan temporarily put down the imperial green ring.
He took the structure diagram of the Alisa cruise ship for several hours, wondering where the vault was hidden.
"bite--"
Just as Ye Fan thought carefully, his phone rang.
He picked it up and answered, and soon a girl's voice came from
"Ye Fan, where are you?"
Ye Fan was stunned, "Who are you?"
"I'm Tang Yanxi."
Tang Yanxi's tone was dissatisfied, as if he was unhappy, Ye Fan couldn't recognize her voice.
Ye Fan said, "Is there anything wrong?"
Tang Yanxi was slightly stunned, as if he was not used to Ye Fan's indifference. Logically, he should be ecstatic.
Then, she spoke coldly
"Aunt Qingyi is back. When she left, she called me and asked me to treat you well and do my best to the landlords."
"Where are you? I'll take you to a meal."
She added, "By the way, find you a good place to live."
"No, I already have a place."
Ye Fan directly refused, "Thank you for the meal."
"You just came to Hong Kong City. Where can you live? It's not a hotel that is not bad."
Tang Yanxi replied angrily, "Don't slap your face and pretend to be fat. I don't know your details yet?"
When Tang Yanxi heard Ye Fan's attitude, he was very unhappy. How many rich second-generations were chasing her when they were out? What kind of tricks of a foreigner playing hard to get?
Ye Fan's tone was plain, "Is there anything else?"
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to be angry with you. Come out for a meal and let me complete the task. Otherwise, Aunt Qingyi will blame me."
Tang Yanxi changed the topic of the conversation, "I tell you, the place I took you to today is very high-end, and it's the Alisha cruise ship."
Ye Fan wanted to hang up the phone, but he felt moved when he heard this