In the evening, the sun sets at dusk, dyeing the sky red.
At this time, the entire Shanghai City was at the beginning of a huge turmoil.
News of the bloody letter from the Huang family spread almost throughout the city.
[Shanghai Bund Evening News], [Yangtze River Daily], [Economic Evening News]...
Major media organizations and major online news exploded in an instant.
For a time, rumors spread.
As for the Qiu Group, the mysterious man named "Chen" finally... came into everyone's sight for the first time.
People are wildly speculating about the identity of this man named ‘Chen’?
Who could he be?
How could he force the Huang family to hand over an ultimatum written in blood?!
Most of the people were outsiders. The news they heard was limited to this. They only knew that the Huang family sent a bloody letter to a man named Chen in Qiu Mansion.
As for, who is that man?
Everyone doesn't know.
Because the news was blocked very quickly, it was quickly suppressed by official agencies.
At this time, as a party to this huge turmoil.
Chen Zongheng, he was sitting quietly in the Mercedes-Benz car, puffing out smoke rings lightly...
The streets of Shanghai are extremely crowded during rush hour.
The Mercedes-Benz convoy was stuck in the crowded traffic.
Qiu Yiren was sitting in the Mercedes-Benz, looking inexplicably complicated and worried.
Today, a bloody letter arrived from the Huang family.
This is the ultimatum.
There are three days left. After three days...
She didn't dare to think about the result three days later.
So, what kind of turmoil will it be?
Quietly, she turned her head secretly and glanced at the man sitting next to her.
Chen Zongheng was wearing a straight suit, his eyes were indifferent, and he was slowly smoking a cigarette, like an outsider.
It seemed that, in his eyes, the three-day agreement was in vain.
This Mr. Chen... is he really not worried at all?
Qiu Yiren was surprised and uncertain. It was really hard for her to imagine...even more difficult to fathom the outcome.
Mr. Chen, no matter how strong he is...but he still cannot beat four hands with two fists.
Even if a human being is invincible in the world, he cannot defeat an entire army.
And the Huang family has the strength of tens of thousands.
Mr. Chen is alone, how can he resist...?
"You're in a very confused mood." Chen Zongheng slowly blew out a smoke ring and suddenly said.
Qiu Yiren blinked her beautiful eyes lightly and shook her head in a somewhat concealed manner, "No, no."
"Your breathing is rapid, your heartbeat is messy, your sitting posture is restless, and your high heels move every three seconds, so... you are in a very confused mood at the moment."
He had a faint look in his eyes, a cigarette in his mouth, and his fair face turned slightly to look at Qiu Yiren.
Qiu Yiren was stunned by his meticulous observation.
After hesitating for a long time, she sighed softly. After taking off the cover-up in her heart, her nervousness, anxiety, and worry... were clearly visible.
"Mr. Chen, how will you... respond to the Huang family's appointment in three days?"
Chen Zongheng looked calmly and slowly blew out a smoke ring.
"I haven't thought about it." His answer was simple and easy.
Upon hearing this answer, Qiu Yiren was immediately stunned.
Is this his answer?
"Mr. Chen, the Huang family is a giant family that has existed for hundreds of years... If it were just one person, I'm afraid... it would be difficult to deal with it. Do you have any foreign aid?" Qiu Yiren asked anxiously and worriedly.
"No need." Chen Zongheng's answer was still simple, three words, that was his answer.
"I am a mere ant in the Huang family, and I alone am enough."
To deal with an ant transcending, why do we need foreign aid?
Dealing with the threat of an ant, why should he take it to heart?
Just at the snap of your fingers.
Hearing this man's arrogant and domineering answer, Qiu Yiren's heart... was filled with dullness and astonishment.
Her mood was more complicated.
Is this man really confident...or is he exaggerating?
Along the way, in the dusk and night, there was no crisis.
The Mercedes-Benz motorcade slowly drove into the Ziyuan mansion area.
The motorcade passed through the boulevard and stopped in front of Qiu's villa.
Qiu Yiren got out of the car, her eyes a little tired, and walked into the villa.
Chen Zongheng held a cigarette in his mouth, turned around and walked towards his villa across the lawn.
Just when he came to the door of his villa, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Because the lights are on inside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa?
Is there anyone in his house?
Chen Zongheng took out the password key card, unlocked it, and opened the door.
Then his eyes froze.
I saw that the hall of my villa was filled with various snack packaging bags and empty drink bottles.
Under the autumn frost, she was wearing a miniskirt and hot pants, lying on the sofa with inelegant movements, playing mobile games and eating potato chips.
The potato chip crumbs were scattered all over the floor.
At first glance, it looked like it had been destroyed by rats.
Chen Zongheng's eyes frowned slightly.
He has mysophobia and loves to be clean.
But at this moment, the scene in front of him really made his face look a little cold.
Under the autumn frost!
Chen Zongheng walked into the living room step by step with cold eyes.
"What are you doing here?" His eyes were cold, staring at the pretty girl on the sofa.
At this time, the witch's big white legs were exposed under Qiu Shuang, and the 'weapon' on the chest of her clothes was squeezed together, and two pairs of white rabbits could be faintly seen in the ravine.
However, Chen Zongheng obviously has no interest in this.
His eyes were cold and indifferent, staring straight into Qiu Yiren's eyes.
Seeing this man coming back, Qiu Shuangxia raised his head in surprise and glanced at him with her watery eyes.
"Oh, you're back." He continued to play the game under the autumn frost, while not forgetting to throw a piece of potato chips into his mouth to chew.
"From today on, this villa belongs to me."
"As for you, it's better to escape as soon as possible. No, here it is." Qiu Shuangxia said, using her greasy hands, she took out a wrinkled ticket from the pocket of her hot pants and handed it to him.
The ticket still carries a faint feminine scent, and the travel time on the ticket is twelve o'clock tonight.
International flight itinerary from Shanghai to an African country.
"what for?"
Chen Zongheng frowned slightly, but did not take the ticket, but glanced at the witch.
"Oh, stop pretending. You can't even protect yourself, and you still pretend to be so cold?" Her beautiful eyes under the autumn frost gave him a disdainful look.
"The head of the Huang family has sent you a blood letter, and your head will be taken in three days. The news has already spread throughout Shanghai. Why are you pretending?"
"You know better, you should take a plane and escape as early as possible tonight. Anyway, if you stay in Shanghai, you won't live long. If you don't run, you won't live for more than three days."
Under the autumn frost, he was chewing potato chips in his mouth, his cute and beautiful face was stretched out, and he said lightly.
Today at school, she had already heard about the news that shocked the whole city.
When she learned that the head of the Huang family had sent a blood letter to the Qiu Group, her heart became nervous and she began to worry about her sister.
However, after further digging into the news, I learned that...it turned out that the blood letter was addressed to a security director named Chen of the Qiu Group.
Then, isn't it that damn pretty boy, Chen Zongheng, who comes to his house every night to eat?
Thinking of this, Qiu Shuangxia actually gloated about his misfortune.
She thought of Chen Zongheng's luxurious villa and felt a little itchy. So she bought a plane ticket for Chen Zongheng and sent him to escape Shanghai. The villa became her own!
The little witch is planning to illegally occupy the villa!
She didn't care whether Chen Zongheng lived or died, the only thing she wanted was this villa.
Such a big villa can be converted into a nightclub and bar. In the future, when gathering with sisters, can't we have fun every day and stay up all night?
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
She didn't care whether Chen Zongheng could escape Shanghai or whether he lived or died.
She has long disliked that pretty boy who eats and drinks every day. Even if he is really dead, it doesn't matter.
Chen Zongheng looked calm and indifferent, just standing there.
His eyes were staring at the autumn frost, as if he were looking at an idiot.
Is this woman an idiot?
Chen Zongheng slowly put out the cigarette butt.
Then, he walked towards Qiu Shuangxia step by step.
"What do you want to do?" The pretty face under the autumn frost was dull, staring at this man nervously.
Chen Zongheng stretched out his hand, hugged her with one arm, and directly lifted the little girl who weighed more than 90 kilograms.
"Hey...what are you doing?! Let me go!" Qiu Shuangxia's pretty face was filled with anger and panic, and she began to struggle.
Chen Zongheng looked indifferently, carrying his delicate body under the autumn frost, and walked directly to the door of the villa.
Then, he threw the witch directly out of the door.