When it came to the corner, it should have slowed down, but the person was still accelerating and drifting in the corner, and the tires of the car were rubbing against the sparks, and the speed was already on the verge of the limit.

The coach was in a hurry and kept calling.

The people on the sidelines couldn't help but look at each other, and some people muttered: "Why do you look like you really want to play with your life." ”

"He's a proud son of the sky, and there are times when things don't go well?"

"I've heard that I'm going to talk about marriage after the New Year, probably because I don't feel comfortable and there is someone I like outside?"

"I've really heard a little bit, but it seems that he is still not very innocent."

"Harm, what's not to think about, marry a wife, marry a wife, and raise what is raised outside, anyway, as long as the status of the big Buddha in the family is stable, the children are born one after another, and the people outside can't turn the sky upside down."

They've long been accustomed to it, and it's not like that in their homes.

When I went outside, one by one was a husband and wife, and I turned my face away from the camera, most of the men went to find the outer room, and most of the women also had a little white face.

"It shouldn't be because of these things, what is this, isn't it a woman, when have you ever seen this master care about a woman?"

"That's just as well."

"The Zhao family is cooking oil now, and he is the only heir of the Zhao family, so what can go wrong."

When Zheng Fan arrived, when he saw this scene, his frightened legs were weak.

Ancestors! This is not a joke, there are a few people who fall to their deaths while playing racing cars, and there are a few of them every year.

Hearing the coach say that he didn't change his clothes or wear helmet protectors, Zheng Fan's face was bluffed.

But fortunately, after running for more than a dozen laps like this, Zhao Pingjin's car speed finally slowed down.

Zheng Fan's hanging heart didn't fall back into his stomach until he saw the person get out of the car intact.

Zhao Pingjin threw the car keys to the coach, turned around and walked out.

Zheng Fan followed silently: "Mr. Zhao, I'll drive you later." ”

Zhao Pingjin was silent.

Zheng Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

His heart is really going to fail.

Sending people back to Lufeng Mansion, Zheng Fan looked at the time, it was two o'clock in the morning, the fifth day of the Lunar New Year passed, and for those who do business, this year is over.

Zhao Pingjin got the news intermittently that Zhao Zhiyong's whereabouts during this time were very mysterious.

He had about a dozen properties for that, and he was changing places every once in a while.

Even the most powerful personal bodyguard who has followed him for more than 20 years is now gone, thinking that he deliberately arranged people for his precious son, for fear that people will make another mistake.

Zhao Pingjin just laughed it off, and after he woke up, he no longer had any ridiculous hope for his father.

Most people in the world already prefer young children, not to mention the children that they once wanted to give up their wives and children for her.

It can be said that that scumbag, the moment he became an embryo, he had already won Zhao Pingjin.

The grandfather's family, who worked hard to protect their mother and son, has withered, and a few years ago, the two uncles who loved him the most also passed away one after another.

Fortunately, there are several aunts, all of whom are already valuable wives, and their mother's family is still a little dependent.

Zhao Zhiyong has not shown his voice now, and he has not done anything, which shows that he is also considering these factors.

If there is no horizontal intervention of the Xu family, it is not difficult to bring down a Zhao Zhiyong.

It's just a pity that the Xu family, which has always been arrogant, is willing to shake hands with Zhao Zhiyong and cooperate to share their rights and interests.

What role did Zhuang Mingwei play in it?

Zhao Pingjin couldn't help but start thinking about it.

……

Xu He took his sister to live in his hometown for a week.

During this period, Tang Zhao has been with her.

Xu He brought Xu Liyong's ashes back to the ancestral grave of the Xu family for burial.

When saying goodbye to her father, she said very bluntly: Dad, if you really have a spirit in heaven, you must bless me to live better and better in the future, and those who bully me and those who harm you must be retributed.

Tang Zhao poured the wine in front of Xu Liyong's tomb, lit the cigarette again, and placed it neatly.

He looked at the photo of Xu Liyong on the tombstone, and said in a rare and serious manner: "Uncle Xu, don't worry, with me, no one can bully Xu He and Xu Miao anymore." If you really have a spirit in heaven, you can watch me and see if I am good to your daughter, and if I bully her and make her angry and sad, you will come and take me away. ”

Xu He was very uncomfortable and wanted to cry, but he was amused by Tang Zhao's words: "What are you talking nonsense in front of my father's grave, can you say this kind of thing?" ”

Tang Zhao looked at her and smiled: "I'm not trying to reassure my uncle." ”

Xu He glanced at him and said to Xu Liyong: "Dad, don't pay attention to this person, don't listen to his nonsense, I don't know who I will marry in the future, don't recognize the wrong son-in-law......"

Tang Zhaote looked at Xu He aggrievedly: "Sister, you just stick a knife in my heart." ”

Xu He smiled at him: "It's a fact, and I won't know who the prophet can marry." ”

Before leaving, Tang Zhao took advantage of Xu He's inattention, and bowed to Xu Liyong's photo again: "Uncle Xu, you remember my appearance clearly, if Xu He brings other men to see you in the future, you will scare him away, please please ......"