Sister Hong put away the two cards and weighed them, a little shocked by his generosity.
Although she knew that the Sang family was rich, she was still a little surprised when she casually took out 20 billion in cash.
After all, how could there be so much family affection in a wealthy family? Sanghai really cared about his daughter, so he dared to risk his life and come to the fighting ring.
He stood up and adjusted his suit.
"You tell Fu Yancheng that the forces in North America are complex. I need to stabilize that group of people for the time being, but I really can't get away. Ten billion is just a deposit. If my daughter is still alive, he wants the Sang family, and I can give it up."
Sister Hong chuckled and put the card into her bag.
"Don't Mr. Sang still have two sons? If you give up the Sang family, what will you do with your two sons?"
Sanghai's eyebrows tightened, and a trace of disgust instantly appeared between his eyebrows.
It’s better to have a daughter than a son.
What's more, his daughter doesn't even know how much she has suffered outside, so what's the point of giving the Sang family to her?
I just hope she is still alive somewhere in the world.
Live well.
After Sanghai left, Sister Hong looked at the two cards and finally sent a message to Fu Yancheng.
*
Imperial Capital.
Sang Jiu was lying on the bed, clutching the sheets with both hands.
She wanted Wind to deal with Sheng Mian, but her elder brother stopped her.
When she woke up from a coma this time, she took a look at the crowd in the imperial capital and found that someone actually said that Fu Yancheng and Sheng Mian were living together.
Damn it! How could she allow it?
Yancheng's husband is hers, and she must kill this bitch Sheng Mian.
She didn't want to wait any longer, even if her eldest brother said he would deal with Sheng Mian.
She called Wind over alone, her eyes full of resentment.
After explaining a few words, she saw Wind in a daze and became a little anxious.
"Don't you listen to me anymore? Go quickly, I want Shengmian to die immediately, tonight!"
Wind suddenly knelt down beside the bed, thought for a long time, and then asked cautiously.
"Miss, I listen to you, can I... kiss the back of your hand?"
Sang Jiu froze and suddenly remembered that when he met Wind many years ago, he was given the mission to protect the little princess of the Sang family. At that time, he solemnly kissed the back of her hand and said that he would definitely fulfill this promise.
.
Sang Jiu was a little impatient, but still slowly stretched out his hand.
"Remember not to let big brother know, Wind, I believe in your strength."
Wind lowered his eyelashes, his braid hanging on one side of his shoulder, and nodded slowly.
"Miss, my protection mission may end tonight. I wish you happiness."
Seeing that he was so obedient, Sang Jiu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had an agreeable person by his side.
Wind solemnly kissed the back of her hand and lowered her eyelashes.
He knew that she was just using him, and she was also very aware of his liking, but she just pretended not to understand.
His status is not worthy of her.
When he got up to leave, he thought about it again and again, and finally murmured something.
"Miss, take care."
Sang Jiu lay on the bed and warned him.
"You must succeed, Wind. You also know how much I suffered from Sheng Mian. I will never allow her to be with her husband in Yancheng. If you cripple or kill her, don't worry. Every year from now on,
I will even burn paper for you."
Wind showed a wry smile.
"Okay, I understand."
He got up and left, and met Sang Tingyu who was coming back.
Sang Tingyu was accompanied by a doctor, who came to check Sang Jiu's health.
Seeing him, Sang Tingyu frowned, "Where are you going?"
"Buying supper for the lady."
Sang Jiu has always been willful and likes to control Wind. When she was in North America, if she wanted to eat grapes from the manor in the middle of the night, Wind would drive several hours to pick fresh ones for her.
So Sang Tingyu had no doubts and took the doctor to Sang Jiu's ward.
Feng got into the car and held the steering wheel tightly with both hands.
Close your eyes slowly.
Driving the car to the entrance of S.M. Company, he waited quietly, his whole person hidden in the darkness.
But an hour later, he received a call from Sang Jiu.
"Wind, if you catch Sheng Mian, can you bring her to my brother's villa? I just found a basement in this villa, but it's unoccupied. My brother definitely doesn't know about it either. He doesn't even stay in this villa.
Stay in the villa.”
Wind pursed his lips and nodded.
"I understand, miss."
Feng was waiting here quietly. No matter whether Sheng Mian came out during the day or at night, he would always be able to catch her.
He wants to complete the mission of the young lady!