An hour later, the lady in purple was sitting in a Mercedes-Benz, softly comforting her son.
The motorcade slowly left the Esplanade and drove onto the Harbor City Bridge that spans the two islands.
After the lady in purple comforted her son, she asked her subordinates to check Song Hongyan's information while taking out her cell phone to make a call.
As soon as the call was connected, she immediately shouted:
"Nangong Fu, your wife and son were bullied and slapped more than a dozen times. They even held me at gunpoint and knelt down."
She was very aggrieved: "Give me Nangong Lei's phone number, and I'll ask him to bring someone to kill that bitch."
On the other end of the phone was her husband, Nangong Fu, who was actually the third richest man in West China.
"Someone touched you? Are they out of their minds and looking for death?"
Nangong Fu's voice sank when he heard this: "Didn't you tell them that you are from the Nangong family?"
"I said it, but the other party said that local leopards like the Nangong family are nothing. They can fight them if they want in Hong Kong City."
The lady in purple was very aggrieved: "Six bodyguards were also injured by the other party!"
"Give me Nangong Lei's phone number quickly. I'll ask him to deal with that bitch. He has a spray gun in his hand."
She sobbed: "If I don't let out this bad breath, I feel uncomfortable."
"What a bastard, how dare you do this to my wife? This is simply too much!"
Nangong Fu roared angrily: "Sooner or later I will find them out and kill them to make you angry."
"But Nangong Lei can't help you for the time being. He went to Hong Kong City and something happened, and his leg was broken by the Xiang people. I can't help you for the time being."
He reassured: "You guys should come back first. When I'm free, I'll personally ask for this lucky draw for you."
"Nangong Lei can't do it, then give me Ghost Mastiff's phone number."
The lady in purple bit her lip: "After he killed Jiang Nanchun for you, didn't he hide in the port city?"
She had to vent her anger today, otherwise her heart would not be happy.
"Shut up!"
Nangong Fu's voice sank: "Ghost Mastiff has just taken over the mission. He has important things to do. No one is allowed to disturb him!"
"You mother and son, get back here first and stop shopping in Hong Kong City!"
"When the Ghost Mastiff is finished, give me the bitch's information and I'll let the Ghost Mastiff stab her."
"Although Hong Kong City is not our territory, it is still very easy to get away with just one vote."
"That's it, you guys come back first."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without hesitation.
The woman in purple was so angry that she punched the seat angrily and turned to look in the direction of the Elisa cruise ship.
There was unwillingness and aggrievedness in her eyes. She was heartbroken if she could not go back without clearing her shame.
The woman in purple gritted her teeth: "Bitch, I'll let you be proud for two days!"
At this time, the confidant in the co-pilot also put away his tablet and turned to look at Mrs. Nangong, who was worried about her:
"Madam, we have found out the details of that woman."
He looked solemn.
Mrs. Nangong shouted loudly: "Tell me! Why are you so secretive? Is she the owner of the Alyssa?"
"The Alyssa is registered and owned by a person named Situ Kong, and the real owner cannot be found for the time being."
The confidant hurriedly informed the master of the information: "But there are some clues about the origin of that woman."
"Her name is Song Hongyan."
"She is the chairman of Wuhu Group, a member of Yunding Club, and the president of Song Group. She is the granddaughter of Song Wansan, the richest man in Nanling."
He also added: "She is also a shareholder of Hongyan Baiyao, and the Baiyao that sells well all over the world is named after her."
Mrs. Nangong's eyelids twitched, her anger gradually cooled down, and her heart was filled with turmoil.
She never thought that Song Hongyan's background was so powerful that no matter which identity she held, she could challenge the Nangong family.
She suddenly felt that her revenge against her son was not so easy to avenge.
"But compared to these origins, she has a more important identity."
The confidant hesitated to speak, and finally said: "That is the first president of the Chinese Medical Sect, who is also the chief operating officer!"
Mrs. Nangong forced out a sneer: "What weight does a president have? I also hold the title of president of seven or eight business and beauty associations."
"Madam, this Chinese medicine school is different from the ordinary Chinese and Western Medicine Association."
A confidant explained: "It was established in response to the Yangguo Blood Medicine Sect. It has networked many Chinese medical talents and has strong support from the government and the five major medical schools."
"It can be said that as long as Song Hongyan wants it and she gives the order, there won't be a single Chinese doctor in China to treat us."
He sighed: "In short, this is a very powerful woman, and we can't afford to offend her in Hong Kong City."
Mrs. Nangong's eyelids jumped, feeling the gap between herself and Song Hongyan, but she still hummed:
"She is just in her own territory. If she can, go to West China and see if I dare to find someone to spray her to death."
"I will never forget this humiliation."
"Letting me leave today was her biggest mistake. If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely kill her."
"I don't care what her background is. No matter how awesome she is, she can't handle a headshot."
Her appearance and temperament had already been lost to Song Hongyan's, and she didn't want her morale to be suppressed by her opponent as well.
The confidant said thoughtfully: "Madam, you are right, we should indeed return to West China as soon as possible."
"In addition to her many names and identities, Song Hongyan also has a title that is kept secret."
There was a hint of worry on his brow.
Mrs. Nangong straightened her back: "What title?"
"Black Widow!"
Upon hearing this title, Mrs. Nangong was startled. She was about to say something, but her expression suddenly froze.
Her eyes were wide open, her mouth was open so that her tonsils could be seen, and there was indescribable despair on her face.
The confidant turned around subconsciously and stiffened his body.
In the field of vision, a large container truck coming in the opposite direction rushed through the isolation belt and hit the Mercedes-Benz with a bang.
The Mercedes-Benz made a clicking sound, like a matchbox that had been stepped on, instantly distorted and shattered.
The large truck did not stop and continued to rush forward, crashing the entire Mercedes-Benz into the sea.
Mrs. Nangong screamed desperately: "No--"
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, the damaged Mercedes-Benz fell into the sea and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Two hours later, Alyssa cruised on the captain's deck.
Sitting on the clean sofa were Ye Fan, Song Hongyan and Qian Qian.
On the coffee table, there are six home-cooked dishes, all cooked by Song Hongyan herself.
There are steamed fish and boiled beef that Ye Fan likes to eat, Coke chicken wings that Sissi likes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes...
Full of flavor and overflowing with aroma.
"Come on, Sissi, eat chicken wings!"
Ye Fan gave Sissy a chicken wing: "Eat more. After eating, have a good rest. Let's go to Disneyland tomorrow."
Sissi shouted happily: "Thank you, Dad!"
Ye Fan smiled and touched Qian Qian's head, and then looked at Song Hongyan who came out with a pot of soup:
"You came all the way here and dealt with conflicts at an amusement park. You're very tired. Why bother cooking these meals?"
He poured a glass of red wine for the woman: "Just ask the catering department to send some food."
"How about that?"
Song Hongyan smiled: "I promised my parents to take good care of you, why do I have to give you a home-cooked meal?"
"Besides, I have been away from Jin Zhilin for so long. If I don't cook anymore, I will waste the cooking skills my mother taught me."
"The most important thing is that when the family of three is reunited, I am not tired and happy when I cook."
She put the Cordyceps Flower Chicken Soup next to her, then stood in front of Mark and turned around gently, gesturing for him to help take off her apron.
Ye Fan smiled and helped her take it off, and just as he was asking her to sit down to eat, he heard his phone vibrating on the table.
Ye Fan took it over and answered it. After a moment, his expression changed drastically.
Song Hongyan, who had just sat down, asked: "What happened?"
Ye Fan looked at the woman with tangled eyes: "Nangong mother and son fell into the sea in a car accident, and all four people in the car died..."
Song Hongyan's movements were slightly stagnant, and then she calmly met Ye Fan's gaze:
