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"Sure enough, it's a hero out of a young man, I heard that the son of the Jin family is amazing, I haven't taken it to heart, it seems that I really underestimated you. Hehe, but so what? Do you think that if you treat my brother like this, I will give in to you? Do you know? You're poking a hornet's nest, you don't even know who you're fighting against? Have you forgotten, your father is still in our hands, don't worry, it won't be long before you can attend your father's funeral, then your mother's, then your own......"

When An Hong said this, her eyes were cold and her tone was cold, as if she wanted to pull the young man in front of her down and take a few bites of meat.

A woman who has climbed from the position of mistress to today's white glove status, An Hong is naturally not the kind of idle person who can't see the light, she has never done anything less, and even better than some men.

can have today's status, An Hong's mind will naturally not be frightened by Jin Muchen's simple words, and the other party's rampant anger and resentment have aroused her monstrous anger and resentment.

However, the young man on the opposite side sneered, then took out a brown paper bag from the co-pilot, opened it slowly, pulled out a photo, and then fell on An Hong's face one by one.

In the photo, a little girl is holding the hand of a middle-aged foreign aunt, walking on a tree-lined road, smiling happily.

"Really? But you're wrong. I know exactly who I'm fighting against. Hehe. I advise you before you speak next time. Think about your family first, right? Your brother is still lying in a hospital bed and hasn't woken up, right? Your daughter seems to be doing well in Los Angeles, huh? She lives in a bungalow, with fine clothes and food, but she never seems to know where her mother's money comes from, does she? By the way, I forgot to ask, what is her surname Ann? Or is it Yan? You said this, Yan Zhigao and his wife, do you know about it? Should I sue Yan Zhigao and his son Yan Peng? But anyway, your daughter is really good-looking. You know that there are a lot of perverts in the United States, and with your daughter's appearance, they should be able to sell for a high price. Haha, is this an upgrade? The daughter inherits the mother's business, but your daughter's congenital conditions are better than yours, but she can sell it to the foreign adults in one step? ”

Every time Jin Muchen said a word, An Hong's face became a little paler, and he waited until he finally finished speaking. The soup pot in An Hong's hand clanged and fell directly to the ground, and the soup flew to the ground.

The young man across from him still had a smile on his lips. The sun was still high in the sky, but in the early spring of April, An Hong didn't feel a trace of warmth.

The handsome young man opposite, in her eyes, had turned into a devil with teeth and claws, as if he could swallow her entire family with one mouth, without even spitting out the bones.

Her chest was rising and falling violently, and her mind was constantly battling with thoughts.

Yan Zhigao is just her benefactor, her lover, and the relationship between the two is just a mutually beneficial relationship, if she makes up her mind, she has nothing to be reluctant to.

Her younger brother An Qiang, this is an unconscious child, their parents went early, more than ten years ago in this world, their sisters and brothers depended on each other, blood and family, this is the person she can't give up.

And now the other party is actually threatening his daughter who is far away in the United States, you must know that her daughter is her lifeblood and her closest person in the world.

The other party actually threatened to hurt the people closest to her, which made An Hong unacceptable no matter what.

If it was three days ago, An Hong would never believe that the other party had such an ability, but now, her younger brother is lying in the hospital, and her daughter's photos have appeared on her hands, which makes An Hong extremely frightened.

She was like an enraged lioness, and she suddenly rushed to the window of the X5, and shouted at Jin Muchen with a hideous face: "What do you want?" ”

And Jin Muchen smiled coldly: "You think about it today, you have figured it out, come to this place in the evening, and we will have a good talk." ”

After saying that, he threw down the address, and then X5 slipped away and left.

After a day of ideological struggle, and even An Hong, who was a little depressed, appeared on time in a residential room in Hexi Town at night, the light in the room was very dim, and the conditions in the room were also very simple, that is, two sofas placed face to face, and a dilapidated coffee table in the middle.

Jin Muchen saw her enter the room and motioned for her to sit down.

"Say, what do you want?"

An Hong asked with a pale face, she asked herself this question all day and came up with thousands of answers, but she was not sure what the other party wanted to know.

"Looks like you've figured it out."

The young man opposite smiled faintly, revealing his snow-white teeth, and An Hong couldn't help but shiver.

"Well, I want to know about Yan Zhigao, and where is his deadliest death hole? Remember, don't play tricks on me. You should have called your daughter during the day, right? I don't know if you've got through? ”

Jin Muchen sneered and looked at An Hong and said, An Hong's body trembled suddenly, and then his face became bloodless and pale.

Using a child to threaten a woman, although this trick is very despicable, Jin Muchen does not feel ashamed at all.

Who made this girl the child of a corrupt official? At this time, don't say anything about her innocence, the reason why she can live a life in the United States today is not because of her father and mother, who are desperately searching for people's fat and ointment in China?

An Hong also knew that she had no choice, so she could only nod and say expressionlessly: "Yan Zhigao's death hole is on his old father-in-law...... who sells his reputation......

Shen Qingwen walked out of the house with a smile, this new little nanny in the family is really good, she is eighteen years old, and she can pinch out the water when she is tender, but that figure is a figure that only a twenty-eight woman has, in fashionable words, how to say it?

Yes, the face of an angel, the figure of a devil!

It's rare that Yan Peng's kid has a heart, and such a girl doesn't know where he found it.

Thinking of his good grandson, Shen Qingwen's heart was even more comfortable, although he was a grandson, but this child was filial and motivated enough, which was enough.

Thinking about it some time ago, what the kid said to himself, should he call those old comrades-in-arms in the capital and help him intercede?

Shen Qingwen is sixty-eight this year, he rose all the way from the top of Jincheng to the provincial capital, and now he has retired for a few years, and after retiring, the old man did not stay in the provincial capital, but returned to his hometown Jincheng.

When he was in power, he was notoriously honest and iron-fisted, and after retirement, Shen Qingwen was even more of a kind old man in the eyes of many people.

And since the day he retired, this old man began to learn how to cultivate his mind, and he usually likes to play chess with others or find a place to fish.

Either he was reading and writing at home, and even because of the beautiful writing with a brush, he was invited to serve as the president of the Jincheng Calligraphy Association.

Over the years, whenever there are some large-scale commercial places in Jincheng City that have opened, they are all honored to be able to get a painting treasure from Lao Shen.

The old man's calligraphy and painting are quite famous in the Jincheng area.

Two years ago, a pair of words he wrote during the Spring Festival, after the accident was circulated, it was auctioned for a sky-high price of 200,000 yuan.

The old man didn't refuse, but just donated all the heavy money to the Charity Federation and the Hope Project, so that the reputation of Old Man Shen's wonderful pen and benevolence is getting louder and louder in Jincheng.

However, those who are familiar with him know that in the past two years, Mr. Shen has another interest, that is, collecting, whether it is calligraphy and painting in the Ming and Qing dynasties, or porcelain and jade pieces, this is the old man's favorite in the past two years.

The place that this old man goes to the most every day now is the flower and bird market in Jincheng.

Jincheng is a small fourth-tier city with a less developed economy, so there is no special antique market here, and there are only a few antique shops on the fringes of the flower and bird market.

This is the place that the old man likes to visit the most, and he must go almost every day for the past two years.

When he didn't pass, Lao Yezi always kept his car simple, never let the special car pick him up, and walked over by himself.

In this way, even the bosses of the flower and bird market who have fought with him many times don't know that this inconspicuous white-haired old man is actually the former boss of Jincheng.

On this day, the old man came out of the house early in the morning, and then walked to this Bogu Zhai located on the edge of the flower and bird market, which is the largest and most formal antique store in Jincheng area, and it is also the one that Secretary Shen usually likes to visit.

Because he often comes here, the boss and Xiao Er here know this old man, and they all nod and greet him when they see him come in.

However, the shopkeeper did not come to chat with him as enthusiastically as he did in the past, because at this time, there happened to be a person selling things at the counter.

"I said big brother, I can't see you for sure, but your asking price is really too expensive. 300,000, aren't you kidding? ”

"I'm kidding? This cloud is an authentic Yongchang product, and it is also an old object of the Qing Dynasty, if it weren't for my mother's hospitalization, I would be reluctant to sell this thing. Boss, if you want it, you can give a sincere price, if you don't want it, then forget it. ”

A scruffy young man with messy hair, a square face, and black-rimmed glasses stood in front of the counter and argued with the boss.

The shopkeeper immediately refuted him, and the dispute between them quickly attracted the attention of Shen Qingwen, who had just entered the door. (To be continued......)