In the boxing ring monitoring room, Han Sanqian asked someone to call up tonight's monitoring records.
Dong Hao's words aroused great curiosity in Han Sanqian, so he wanted to know who this master hidden in the audience was. However, after watching all the surveillance videos, Han Sanqian did not find out.
Anyone suspicious made him feel very suspicious.
Since Wu Feng suddenly left the field, there must be some reason, but there is no trace at all. Could it be said that this master is an ordinary-looking person?
"Brother Sanqian, it's not surprising that some masters are so powerful that they look like ordinary people on the surface. Since he helped us scare away Wu Feng, he shouldn't be disadvantageous to us. You don't have to worry too much about this matter.
." Dao Twelve said to Han Sanqian.
Although he was seriously injured, Han Sanqian asked him to go to the hospital but he refused to go. I don't know whether it was to save money or because his physical condition was not enough to go to the hospital.
Han Sanqian sighed and said, "I just want to see who this person is. If we can win over him, it may be of great benefit to us."
"Let everything take its course. If he is really willing to help us, he will show up again in the future." Dao Twelve said.
Han Sanqian nodded and said, "Yes."
"Brother Sanqian, I have something to say, I don't know whether I should say it or not." Dao Twelve said with a solemn expression.
"The Han Group entered Yuncheng's business community with large capital, and now it wants to use Wu Feng's skills to control the gray area of Yuncheng. Are you worried that I will lose?" Han Sanqian said.
Dao Twelve shook his head and said: "What I am worried about is not Wu Feng, but the appearance of more people like Wu Feng."
Han Sanqian took a deep breath. One Wu Feng was already difficult to deal with. If there were more such masters, the pressure on Han Sanqian could be imagined. And with the strength of the Han family in the United States, they would never
Maybe there is only one master like Wu Feng.
Seeing Han Sanqian's hot eyes staring at the surveillance screen, Dao Twelve knew that he must now want to find the master who shocked Wu Feng, because only by winning over this person can they stand on this matter.
invincible position.
"Brother Sanqian, please go back and rest first. I will find a way to find this person." Dao Twelve said.
"No need." Han Sanqian said: "If he is willing to come forward, he and I will definitely have a chance to meet. If not, doing so will only arouse his resentment."
After leaving the boxing ring, the sky was full of stars, which reminded her of the scene at the Crystal Restaurant that night. She said it was beautiful.
No matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are in front of me, I will overcome them all for your sake.
When Han Sanqian returned to the community and reached the sixteenth floor, Miffel was standing at his door.
"Forgot to bring the key?" Han Sanqian asked Miffel.
"You are a rat, that's why you are so timid." Miffel said coldly to Han Sanqian.
Han Sanqian smiled and guessed that she was talking about things in the Magic City. However, this was not because Han Sanqian was timid, but because he had something to deal with, so he left in a hurry.
Of course, even if Han Sanqian had not left, he would not interfere with Miffel's affairs.
"I advise you not to mess with these little gangsters in the future. You can't imagine the trouble they can cause you." Han Sanqian reminded.
"I don't need your kindness. This trouble has been solved by my friend. He is not as coward as you." Miffel said.
Han Sanqian touched his chin and said, "Miffel, you won't wait for me here specifically and sneer at me, will you?"
Miffel didn't speak, but opened the door and walked into the home.
This made Han Sanqian helpless. It seemed that his image in Miffel's heart was really not good. It was so late at night that Miffel could deliberately wait for him and then say some sarcastic words.
But this woman is also a bit interesting. She wants to be a cold goddess, but she also wants all men to flock to her.
When he got home, Han Sanqian was lying on the bed. On the bedside table was a wedding photo of him and Su Yingxia. Before going to bed every night, Han Sanqian habitually stared at the photo in a daze. This was the only way to ease his longing for Su Yingxia.
Even though they are in the same city now, to Han Sanqian, it feels like the two poles of the earth.
Holding the photo in his hand, Han Sanqian kept wiping Su Yingxia on the photo, fearing that even a little bit of dust would be stained on it.
"I still remember that when Su Haichao beat me behind my back, you deliberately gave him laxatives and made him have diarrhea for several days."
"I still remember that when Su Yihan called me a wimp, you would secretly put a fake cockroach in her bag."
"I still remember that when my mother wouldn't let me eat at the table, you would always hide a few pieces of meat at the bottom of the bowl for me, and then cover it with rice to prevent them from finding it."
Recalling the past, Han Sanqian had a fool's smile on his face, but tears welled up in his eyes.
It was precisely because of these things that Han Sanqian decided to protect Su Yingxia throughout her life.
In the mountainside villa, the two seemed to have a good connection.
Su Yingxia also held a wedding photo of the two of them, looked at Han Sanqian in the photo, and murmured to herself.
When she was lonely late at night, for Su Yingxia, the feeling of missing her was like a tide constantly pouring into her heart.
Although she could numb herself with work during the day and not think about Han Sanqian, at night, this situation was unavoidable.
Looking at the other side of the bed, there should be a man named Han Sanqian lying there, and he was her husband.
"Husband, I miss you so much." Tears fell from the corners of Su Yingxia's eyes like broken pearls.
Early the next morning, Su Yingxia was about to go to work after her morning run. Jiang Lan said to her: "Go home early after get off work today. There are guests coming to the house."
Su Yingxia frowned. Would the Jiang family still have the audacity to come to her house?
"Isn't it grandpa and the others who are coming again?" Su Yingxia said dissatisfied.
"It has nothing to do with them. They are my friends. Just remember to go home early." Jiang Lan said.
Su Yingxia was a little surprised in her heart. This was rare. Jiang Lan actually wanted to invite her friends home to play. Did she want to show off the mountainside villa to her friends?
Considering Jiang Lan's character, it was not impossible, so Su Yingxia didn't think much about it.
After Su Yingxia left, Su Guoyao came to the living room from the second floor and said to Jiang Lan: "Is this really good? If you don't get Yingxia's consent, aren't you afraid of her being angry?"
"I'm doing it for her own good. Why are you angry with me? You should take down these wedding photos as soon as possible today. Destroy this kind of thing if you can. I don't want to be seen by the guests. This is what I carefully selected for welcoming the summer."
Man, his company is no worse than the Su family, and together they are a strong alliance." Jiang Lan said, judging by this, she was planning to introduce Su Yingxia to her boyfriend!
Su Guoyao sighed. Jiang Lan insisted on going his own way on this matter and did not discuss it with Su Yingxia at all. He didn't know what kind of reaction Su Yingxia would have when she returned home.
Looking at the wedding photos on the wall, Su Yingxia and Han Sanqian hung them up by themselves. They even made a special trip to Bedrock Island for the wedding photos. If they were ruined, Su Yingxia would definitely be angry, right?
"What are you still doing? Hurry up and get to work. If you are afraid of being blamed by Yingxia, then say I asked you to do it." Jiang Lan urged.
"Okay, okay, you have the final say." Su Guoyao said helplessly.
When He Ting came back from throwing away garbage and found that Su Guoyao was trying to take down the wedding photos on the wall, she immediately ran to Su Guoyao's side.
She saw Su Yingxia and Han Sanqian hanging this up with her own eyes. How could she take it down?
"Master Su, you...what are you doing?" He Ting asked anxiously.
Jiang Lan sat on the sofa, with a trace of disgust in her eyes, and said: "He Ting, you are just a poor servant, how can you be qualified to take care of our family's affairs? I advise you to do your job well, otherwise, I will
Tell you to get lost."
"But...but this wedding photo is the love story of Sanqian and Yingxia. How can you take it apart?" He Ting said in confusion.
When Jiang Lan heard this, she smiled disdainfully and said, "Love, they two have a bullshit love. Does a coward deserve love? Go back to work, or I will deduct your salary."
He Ting felt very sad, but due to her status in the family, she was indeed not qualified to interfere in such matters. She could only watch Su Guoyao take down the wedding photos.
