I heard from the waiter in the guest room department that Lin Siyu left at around 5 o'clock in the morning. Chen Xuan was so familiar with her temperament. He must have been angry with him last night and his anger had not yet subsided.

When I arrived at the parking lot, the car was still there. I didn’t want the angry wife to be able to keep the car for me, which is also valuable.

After driving to the blue apartment, Tingting's face was full of curiosity, looking at this place and then there.

"This house is really... so big!" Tingting looked at the appearance of the villa and sighed sincerely, "Brother Chen, I... I'd better go back."

"Why? Don't like it here?"

"No. I'm just a country man and I don't deserve to live here at all."

"Haha, little fool, this will be your family in the future, there is nothing to be worthy of." Chen Xuan pulled her into the house with a smile.

When Aunt Liang heard someone coming back, she walked out of the kitchen and wiped her wet hands with an apron. When she saw Tingting, her eyes couldn't help but shine.

"Is this Tingting? Come here quickly and let Aunt Liang take a good look."

Chen Xuan asked in surprise: "Aunt Liang, how do you know her name?"

Aunt Liang patted Tingting's little face and said with a smile: "It was Siyu who came back in the morning. She also told me not to say that she had said this. Alas, this girl, I don't know what she is thinking every day."

A warm current flowed through Chen Xuan's heart, thinking that although his wife was a little cold, she was still very emotional. The reason why she was unhappy last night was that she was complaining that she decided to take Tingting in without discussing with her, and she was a little disrespectful to her.

Because Lin Siyu came back and instructed him, Aunt Liang specially made the breakfast very rich. Chen Xuan raised his nose and smelled it, and he greatly boosted his appetite. He picked up a steamed dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth.

Aunt Liang sat next to Tingting, either touching her head or pinching her face. She looked very fond of her, which made Tingting look shy.

"This little girl is so handsome." As she said that, Aunt Liang suddenly sighed, and tears were still hanging on the corners of her eyes. "There is such a good year now, why are there so many miserable people?"

Tingting smiled sweetly and said, "I have been poor since I was a child and have become accustomed to suffering. My grandfather told me that in this life, only by suffering a lot can one understand what blessings are. I pity that he has not yet enjoyed happiness, he is no longer here."

Aunt Liang nodded and said, "He gave you the blessing that belonged to you. This is called doing good deeds and accumulating virtue. If you die, you will go to heaven."

Looking at Aunt Liang who cared about her, Tingting seemed to see her mother. She hugged Aunt Liang and sobbed. Aunt Liang patted her shoulders and wiped her tears, her mouth full of heartwarming words.

Chen Xuan drank a bowl of longan and purple rice porridge, frowned and said, "Aunt Liang, can we pick some time when we cry? I originally wanted to eat ten more steamed dumplings. Seeing that you cry like this, you have no appetite at all."

Aunt Liang smiled and said, "That's how women are. They like to be sentimental. Tingting left, let's talk in another place."

After saying that, she led Tingting out of the kitchen, and sighed as she walked: "What a miserable child, I'm so old with you..."

After breakfast, Chen Xuan returned to his room and found that there were several missed calls on the phone on the bed, and the number was unfamiliar. He thought about it and dialed it in.

A man's stuttering voice soon came from the microphone: "Mr. Chen, I am He Laosi from Zidie Group, my elder sister... something happened to her."

This news was like a bolt from the blue, which made Chen Xuan's eyes suddenly widen. He Laosi was Huo Butterfly's subordinate, so the eldest sister he mentioned naturally would not refer to others.

A picture of a fire butterfly covered in blood quickly appeared in Chen Xuan's mind, his heart was beating wildly, and he asked quickly: "How is her current situation?"

"Oh, it's hard to describe it. You'd better come and go for a night." He Laosi said sadly.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Xuan rushed to Yesailanshan Bar as fast as possible. At the door of the bar, He Laosi was looking forward to it with several younger brothers.

After walking into the bar with a few people, Chen Xuan asked, "Where is the butterfly?"

He Laosi's face looked very ugly and said, "How about you drink something first and listen to me slowly."

Chen Xuan grabbed his collar, stared at the boss's eyes and shouted: "Tell me directly, where is the butterfly now?"

He Laosi was a little suffocated and said with a difficult expression: "On the high seas!"

Chen Xuan was stunned for a moment and let him go, feeling that the situation was not as bad as he thought.

"What happened, tell me?"

He Laosi took a few deep breaths and said, "Do you still remember the Purple Radio Hall in Beijing?"

Chen Xuan frowned slightly, remembering that when he was talking to Huo Butterfly that day, he heard that Beiqiang, the boss of Sihai Group, colluded with Zidiantang and did some trashing activities.

Hearing Chen Xuan's nod, He Laosi continued: "ZiDiantang has a great power in the capital and has quite strong strength, which is incomparable to our group faction like Zidian Group. After Beiqiang died, Boss Huo led us to swallow up some of the territory of Sihai Group, which became much stronger.

We originally thought that this matter had just passed, but we didn't expect that Mu Rongjie, the boss of Zidian Hall, came to Qin Hai recently, and it was probably related to Beiqiang's death. Boss Huo asked us to hold our troops and see what happened on Zidian Hall. But after more than a week, there was no movement there. Just yesterday, it happened...it happened..."

"What happened, say it!" Chen Xuan asked anxiously.

"An unexpected thing happened. A guy who claimed to be the owner of the Purple Diantang Qingtan Pavilion came to the door. Zidiantang is divided into four altars: green, red, red, white and black. The owner of each altar is a familiar figure on the Tao. Although we are in Qinhai, we have heard of the name of Qingtan. I didn't expect that he would go to the meeting alone to come to the Zidian Group, which clearly did not take our Zidian Group seriously.

But Boss Huo said he admired him very much and treated him well. He sent an invitation letter written by Mu Rongjie, saying that he would invite Boss Huo to meet on the luxurious gambling boat on the high seas, and there was something very important to talk about. After saying that, Qinggui left. We felt that Zidian Hall was a weasel who wished the chicken a happy New Year. Mu Rongjie personally went to Qinhai this time, and he must have avenged Beiqiang. The ultimate goal was probably to annex Qinhai's dark forces. Such an obvious Hongmen Banquet would be too unwise to go there."

Chen Xuan's sword eyebrows were condensed into one place: "What is the butterfly's attitude?"

"What we all never thought was that Boss Fire was trying to resist the opposition and not only had to go, but also to attend the meeting alone."

Chen Xuan didn't find it strange after hearing this, because it suited the character of Fire Butterfly.

"Boss Huo said that if she doesn't go, it's equivalent to being afraid of Zidiantang, and from then on, they will only be looked down upon by the other party. The most important thing in the dark forces is courage. Even if they die, they cannot be stabbed by others and be called cowards!"

Chen Xuan felt a little sad. What she said was right and what she did was right, but no matter what, it was too dangerous for a woman to go in the past.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!