There are many mysteries surrounding President Chiang’s sudden death, but Ye Fan didn’t get too involved.
He made a brief report to Jiu Qiansui, then asked Huang Sanzhong to investigate the matter, and at the same time asked Yuan Qingyi to temporarily take over the Longdu Martial League.
Yuan Qingyi flew back to Longdu with Chairman Chiang's body at noon that day.
President Chiang is dead, and she is not in charge of Longdu. Who knows what chaos will arise internally?
Moreover, there was Miao Jingyun watching eagerly from the side.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the special plane arrived in Longdu. While the children of the Wu League were going through the quarantine procedures, Yuan Qingyi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the airport VIP room.
She changed her gentle and pleasant attitude in front of Ye Fan, and looked at the coffin being transported out with a pretty face indifferently.
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 chuckle.
Yuan's bodyguard stepped forward to stop him, but Yuan Qingyi gently waved his hand to stop him.
She turned around and looked at the uninvited guest: "Hello, Mr. Song, why are you here free?"
"President Jiang is dead, the Longdu Martial Alliance is under turmoil, and Miao Jingyun and the others are also ready to make a move."
Song Hongyan stood next to Yuan Qingyi on high heels. There was no doubt that she already knew what was happening in Hong Kong City:
"Mr. Yuan has been suppressed repeatedly by his family and cannot come forward to help you."
"My man is worried that you will be bullied or have an accident, so he asked me to meet you and see if I can help you."
"Ma'am, if you need anything, just say it. Beauty still has some energy."
"You must not be polite. In order to complete my mission as a man, I flew back from Tiancheng temporarily."
"I even postponed my parents-in-law's trip temporarily, just to help Mrs. Chiang tide over the difficulties."
Song Hongyan had a sweet smile and looked at humans and animals harmlessly, but the depth in her eyes gave Mrs. Yuan a hint of amusement.
Yuan Qingyi whispered: "Your man?"
Song Hongyan smiled slightly and responded: "Oh, I forgot to mention, my man is 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, Song Hongyan, will be my man."
Song Hongyan looked at Yuan Qingyi meaningfully and said, "I want to be with him for the rest of my life."
"Really? I am touched by Mr. Song's affection."
Yuan Qingyi met Song Hongyan's gaze calmly: "I'm just afraid that the falling flowers will be ruthless."
"I only believe that where sincerity leads to gold and stone."
Song Hongyan was very straightforward: "Besides, it's Liu Shui's business to be ruthless. If I have the intention, it's my business."
"So I will never allow anyone to hurt Mark."
She took a step forward and looked out the window at the airport: "If anyone turns into a little sheep and hurts Ye Fan, I will kill him even if he is broken into pieces."
"Mr. Song, why do I feel that when you come here today, it doesn't look like Mark asked you to help me?"
Yuan Qingyi also crossed his arms and stepped forward: "Is it more like giving me a warning?"
"Why, are you worried that I will snatch your man away? Are you so unsure of yourself?"
Her smile also became a bit colder: "Mr. Song, if you have anything to say, get straight to the point. We are all adults, there is no need to beat around the bush."
"Ye Fan told me to help you if I can, so I am sincere in helping you."
Song Hongyan stopped being secretive and spread her arms to Yuan Qingyi and said:
"If you have difficulties taking over the Longdu Martial League, I can support you if you need people or money."
"It's just that I came out to work hard early and have more experience in the world than Ye Fan."
"I don't want to say that you are taking advantage of Ye Fan, but I know that you are not as weak as Ye Fan sees."
She whispered: "So I hope you can be Mrs. Chiang Kai-shek well."
"Mr. Song, these words of yours are heartbreaking."
Yuan Qingyi's pretty face remained unchanged, and she turned to look into Song Hongyan's eyes:
"Not to mention Ye Fan's status as a patrol officer, he can protect me and go further. I can only be grateful to him just for the words "savior."
"How could I hurt him?"
"Don't worry, no matter what scruples you have or what worries you have, I, Yuan Qingyi, can guarantee you."
"I will never hurt Mark even a hair."
She landed and said loudly: "If there is any violation, the sky will thunder and boom."
Hearing Yuan Qingyi utter such a solemn oath, Song Hongyan's pretty face softened:
"Yeah?"
Then, she took out an old photo and handed it to Yuan Qingyi.
This is a photo taken many years ago. Although it has turned yellow, the faces in the photo can still be seen clearly.
One of them is Miao Fenghuang, who is full of cold aura.
"The Song family and Miao Fenghuang have a deep hatred."
"So after Miao Fenghuang died, my grandfather sent people to the Miao land to kill them all. Before Miao Fenglang returned, he eradicated all the evildoers who were die-hard Miao Fenghuang."
Song Hongyan wiped the photo with her fingers again: "Many people died, a lot of poison was burned, and a photo album was found."
"There is such a photo inside, and there is a story written on the back."
"When Miao Fenghuang came to Longdu to purchase some expensive medicines, he rescued a girl who was buried in the snow in the ice and snow..."
"That girl's legs are almost frozen."
She clicked until she finished, but her eyes were fixed on Yuan Qingyi.
Yuan Qingyi picked up the photo, her eyes as gentle as ever: "This girl is already dead."
"Dead early?"
Song Hongyan blinked: "How can people believe that she died long ago?"
Yuan Qingyi threw the photo back to Song Hongyan:
"When she was moved, she died..."
After saying that, she left the VIP room calmly, elegantly and calmly.
Song Hongyan was startled for a moment, then looked at her back and smiled bitterly: "Suddenly I felt that it would be better for her not to die..."
While the two women were fighting each other, Ye Fan, who was far away in Hong Kong City, was finishing his report to Jiu Qiansui.
After dealing with President Jiang's matter, Ye Fan's focus shifted to the Wuyi Lane Treasury.
He hoped to complete this task before Tang Ruoxue came to Hong Kong City, so as not to be in a hurry later.
For this reason, Ye Fan temporarily put aside the issue of the imperial green thumb ring.
He studied the structure diagram of the Elisa cruise ship for several hours, wondering where the vault was hidden.
"Ding--"
Just as Ye Fan was thinking about it carefully, his cell phone rang.
He picked it up and answered it, and soon a girl's voice came:
"Ye Fan, where are you?"
Ye Fan was startled: "Who are you?"
"I'm Tang Yanxi."
Tang Yanxi's tone was dissatisfied, as if she was unhappy that Ye Fan couldn't recognize her voice.
Ye Fan said, "Is something wrong?"
Tang Yanxi was slightly startled, as if he was not used to Mark's indifference. Logically speaking, he should be ecstatic.
Then, she spoke coldly:
"Aunt Qingyi has gone back. When she left, she gave me her phone number and asked me to entertain you well and fulfill my friendship as a landlord."
"Where are you? I'll take you to have a meal."
She added: "By the way, I'll find you a good place to stay."
"No need, I already have a place."
Ye Fan refused directly: "Thank you for eating."
"You just came to Hong Kong City, where can you find a place to stay? It's not just a modest hotel."
Tang Yanxi replied angrily: "Why don't you pretend to be fat? I don't know your true identity?"
Hearing Ye Fan's attitude, Tang Yanxi was very unhappy. How many rich second generations were chasing her when she was away from home. How could a foreigner play hard to get?
Ye Fan said calmly: "Is there anything else?"
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to vent my anger on you. Let's go out for a meal and let me complete the task. Otherwise, Aunt Qingyi will complain about me."
Tang Yanxi changed the subject: "Let me tell you, the place I took you to today is very high-end. It's the Elisa cruise ship."
Ye Fan wanted to hang up the phone, but when he heard this, his heart moved:
