976:Solving the mystery of life (3)

While Furry was speaking, Owl noticed that the five bodyguards behind him hung their heads one after another, their expressions were unusually respectful and serious, and their bodies were also tense.

He frowned, staring at the ornate black double-open door, but didn't hear a response from inside.

"Let him in." After waiting for a long time, a thick and steely male voice finally came from the bedroom.

The moment he heard the voice, Xiao Ying's back straightened unconsciously, his brows furrowed tighter, and he subconsciously felt that the "master" inside was not small.

In my heart, there was an inexplicable strange feeling.

He pressed it down, without the slightest hesitation, and directly pushed open the door and walked in.

Forry stared at the man's tall back and gently closed the door behind him.

Xiao Ying stood at the door of the bedroom and looked around the whole bedroom, a fully open room, with thousands of square meters.

From the carpet to the ceiling, all gold is dominant, retro and gorgeous, comparable to European royalty.

This room is like the master bedroom, facing the sea, with panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, it is late at night, the curtains are still all open, and the lights outside the villa shine on the glass, with the sea in the distance, it is extremely spectacular.

Facing the door is a black desk, the desk is oval-shaped, with a strange pattern, and the huge desktop is large enough for dozens of people to work at the same time.

The desk was neatly packed, in addition to some books, teacups, and a national flag, when he saw the pattern on the national flag, the owl's body was shocked, and his handsome face sank instantly.

He stared at the figure facing away from him in the swivel leather chair behind his desk, and said in a deep voice, "You want to see me?" โ€

The man leaning in the leather coat did not speak, and was silent for a long time before slowly turning aroundโ€”

Xiao Ying stared at the middle-aged man in the leather chair, burly, with a hard face, wearing a black suit, no tie, with a cold expression, not angry and arrogant.

Such a man can be seen at a glance as an iron-blooded man, and his identity naturally goes without saying.

"Shi He?! ......" The moment the middle-aged man saw him, his expression was complicated, and his majestic face was intertwined with countless emotions.

There are joy, self-blame, guilt, and relief, and there are many emotions that people can't see through.

Xiao Ying was silent and looked at him fixedly, and the middle-aged man was also looking at him during this period.

Well, yes, he is more sturdy and sturdy than in the photo, handsome, tall, and arrogant, worthy of his family's species!

"My name is Shi Zhentian." The middle-aged man stood up and walked towards the owl step by step, his eyes full of satisfaction.

Shi Zhentian...... Xiao Ying narrowed his eyes, suddenly hooked his lips coldly, and smiled sarcastically.

In fact, from the moment he saw the national flag on the desk, he guessed it in his heart, but he didn't want to believe that it was really him.

"What did you do with me?" Slightly restrained his expression, Xiao Ying said expressionlessly, and his tone could not hear fluctuations.

"You know me?" Shi Zhentian stopped in front of Xiao Ying in a few steps, the height difference between the two was not big, Xiao Ying was one hundred and eighty-six centimeters, slightly taller, and his body shape was the same solid and straight.

Shi Zhentian is fifty years old, still in good shape, and his figure is no worse than that of young people, which is also the result of years of exercise.

"I don't know." The eagle stood still, looking straight into his eyes, his eyes shining without fear.

Shi Zhentian's serious face finally showed a smile, his eyes revealed undisguised appreciation, he put his hands behind his back and raised his chin.

One word at a time, sonorous and powerful: "I am your father, Shi Zhentian!" โ€