"Tomorrow, let that miscellaneous member of the Li family come and see me!" Dinkler's voice was cold, and his body was even trembling slightly, caused by anger.

Looking at Dinkler's reaction, Ding Ze was also a little entangled, he really didn't expect Dinkler to react so violently.

After silently saying sorry to Li Ming three times in his heart, he walked to the room with one hand on his waist and his head in the other.

From an angle they couldn't see, Ding Ze's face had already blossomed, and looking at the routine points that had risen by more than two hundred, he sighed in his heart, "Unintentional move, but I have gained a lot..."

Watching Ding Ze return to the house with a worried face, Dinkler sat on the sofa with a cold snort, looking at the full wine glasses, how could there be a trace of desire.

"This Li kid is a little too much!" Dinkler leaned back on the couch and took a hard puff on his cigarette.

His mind was full of the aggrieved look of Ding Ze.

No matter which parent it is, it is different to see that their children are wronged, not to mention that now he only has Ding Ze as his own flesh and blood!

Ding Hui looked at Dinkler so angry, and then thought about Ding Ze's appearance, sighed helplessly again, and never spoke.

As for Ding Ze's heart, he was already happy in his heart, in just a few minutes, there were more than two hundred routines, no need to think about it, it must have been earned from the three people in the living room.

But how could he have thought that his approach would completely make the business war between the two families for a long time...

Of course, that's an afterthought.

As for now, Ding Ze has already slept peacefully, even more so than before.

"Ding Hui, is there a way?" asked Dinkler, squinting.

The movements of him and Ding Ze's squinting eyes were almost carved out of a mold. If outsiders see the two squinting at the same time, they must suspect that Ding Ze has completely inherited Dinkler.

It's just that Ding Ze's looks a little cunning, but Dinkler's is wise and shrewd.

When Ding Hui heard this, his red head turned red and coughed deeply. has worked by Dinkler's side for so many years, and Ding Hui is clear about the method in his mouth.

It's nothing more than revenge, killing people and killing people.

But as for the cause of Ding Ze's injury, Dinkler didn't know, he knew it well.

The kind of routine of damaging the enemy by 1,000 and self-inflicting 800 made him really stunned, but the injury was also caused by Ding Ze.

If it is because of Ding Ze's self-reliance, which triggers the business struggle between the two families in H Province, no matter who wants to see it.

After all, both of them are men, no matter who has an accident, the two families will not give up, and when the time comes, the battle will be earth-shattering.

Ding Hui shook his head and took a step forward, his eyes firm, "Follow the master's instructions." ”

In this situation, persuasion has no effect at all.

Dinkler sighed, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, and after a long time, he sighed again, his voice was a little helpless, "Forget it, it's not time, there are other plans." ”

"During this time, Ding Hui will protect Xiao Ze first. He waved his hand and walked upstairs.

Its back seems to be a lot lonely.

If compared with Jackie Chan, Dinkler cares more about Ding Ze's healthy growth.

If we talk about health, we must definitely be safe.

But three things happened in a row, which made Dinkler feel extremely defeated.

A failure as a father, a failure as a husband...

Ding Hui sat on the edge of the bed, took out a handkerchief and looked at the word 'Ying' stupidly, trembling his fingers and caressing, his eyes gradually moistened...

It wasn't until Dinkler's lonely figure disappeared at the end of the stairs that Ding Hui and the chief butler sighed slightly together, looked at each other, and then dispersed.

It's already early in the morning, they go back to their rooms to rest, look at their thoughtful looks, tonight... Sleeplessness.

But Ding Ze was holding a big word, and the corners of his mouth were slugging with saliva, and he didn't open his eyes in a daze until the sun rose the next day.

The dazzling sunlight shone through the window and shone on Ding Ze's face. He raised his hand to cover it slightly, and through the window, he could clearly see that the servants in the manor were already busy with their own work.

He stretched hard, feeling extremely energetic. This feeling of abundance is as if the spirit of the big battle is still full of spirit after 300 rounds.

"A new day, a new beginning, let the routine point rise to new heights!"

After washing and changing clothes for about half an hour, Ding Ze went downstairs again, and the table was already full of hearty breakfast.

Dinkler was in the main seat, and the seat next to him was empty, followed by the chief butler, Ding Hui, and sat in turn.

The three of them didn't know what to say, their faces changed from time to time, and they never showed a pleasant expression.

Dinkler is even more so, looking very serious, so that even a child can be scared to cry.

"Ozawa, are you up? I'm waiting for you, come and sit down. Hearing the sound of going downstairs, Dinkler said with a happy face.

At the same time, the other two were all happy, but Ding Ze saw the scene completely in his eyes, which made him feel hypocritical and disgusting.

Looking at the hearty breakfast... Ding Ze looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock... Looking at the sumptuous lunch, the aroma was overflowing, the heat was rising, and Ding Ze's stomach was also appropriately screaming.

After all, I have hardly eaten since last night, and even if I have been asleep, when I woke up, I felt extremely hungry.

In his opinion, all this is naturally the effect of the high-grade hangover medicine. In addition to understanding alcohol, it can also slightly change its own quality.

After all, the feeling of sleeping comfortably and waking up naturally is so refreshing!

"1300, maybe you think you've earned," Ding Ze mocked the system with disdain, "but I will never lose." ”

When he came back to his senses, he looked at the three people around him with expectant expressions, and the plate was already full of food.

He looked at the food blankly, then swept it over the faces of the three people blankly, and then squinted, "There is a conspiracy!"

If the three of them eat separately, it's okay, but looking at himself expectantly, how can Ding Ze not be suspicious. Regardless of whether there is a conspiracy or not, in Ding Ze's eyes, this kind of performance is a conspiracy.

After all, the weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting - Ding Ze also understood the reason for not being kind.

He thought for a moment and nodded firmly.

If the three of them knew Ding Ze's thoughts, they might spit out a few mouthfuls of old blood on the spot.

"You go down first. Ding Ze said to the maid behind him.

The maid was dressed in a black and white maid outfit and carried a plate with various cutlery on it.

Like a maid, she served Ding Ze to eat.

Outside, how many people want to enjoy this kind of treatment, but can Ding Ze be the same?

I feel uncomfortable when I am watched by the three old men eating, and now that a beautiful young lady is watching, it is better to kill him.

picked up the tableware, cut off a small piece of chicken leg on the plate, and caught a glimpse of Ding Hui looking at him with a smile on his face, Ding Ze shivered.

He has dark skin, and he smiles like this and shows white teeth, and at first glance he still looks like a person, and at second glance... There's no second look...

The big butler was also looking at him, but he sometimes held the toad mirror on his eyes, and the faint smile on the corner of his mouth still made him shudder.

As for Dinkler, his face was serious, and he couldn't take his eyes off it...