Cheng Qianfan got out of the car. He was wearing a brand new and decent suit without a tie. He also wore a windbreaker outside the suit.

In early April, the temperature in Shanghai suddenly dropped. A gust of wind blew, and Cheng Qianfan couldn't help but shiver.

…

Cheng Qianfan handed the briefcase to the little maid Li Zi who came up to greet him. He looked up and saw Bai Ruolan coming out to greet him with his son Xiao Zhizhi in his arms.

He smiled at his wife and said, "Aren't you angry with me anymore?"

"Virtue." Bai Ruolan gave her husband a charming look.

Entering the living room, the maid helped Cheng Qianfan take off his windbreaker. He picked up his son from Bai Ruolan's hands, but saw his wife folding her arms and looking at him.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"You're not injured..." Bai Ruolan asked.

"How can you ask like that? When I get home..." Cheng Qianfan muttered, then he saw his wife's serious expression and then shut up, and then said, "No, no, not even a scratch on the skin.

"

"There's no need to encounter anything dangerous on the way back and forth, right?" Bai Ruolan asked again.

"No, nothing happened." Cheng Qianfan glanced at his wife.

"Amitabha, Amitabha." Bai Ruolan patted her chest, and then Amitabha stood up, "Allah knows it is useful."

"What's useful?" Cheng Qianfan asked in confusion.

"Sir, you don't know something." The little maid Lizi said with a smile at the side, "You have been away on business for the past few days. My wife is eating fast at home and praying to Buddha. She wishes your husband to be safe."

"I'm on a business trip, not fighting." Cheng Qianfan shook his head and said.

"You still have the nerve to say that in the past few business trips, there was nothing wrong with you. Either you were injured or someone wanted to assassinate you." Bai Ruolan complained, "Thankfully, you have me praying for you this time."

"Ah - yes, yes." Cheng Qianfan smiled and nodded repeatedly, "I can come back safely, and it's all thanks to my wife."

"Bah, bah, bah." Bai Ruolan spat, "It's a lucky sign."

…

"Okay, I understand, keep staring." My grandson Shentai put down the phone, with a look of thought on his face.

Kentaro Miyazaki got off the train and went directly back to Cheng Mansion on Lafayette Road, and did not go out after that.

My grandson Shen Tai is quite satisfied with this.

Miyazaki Kentaro and Araki Harima, the captain of the Shanghai Special High School Action Team, are good friends. Naturally, this matter has already been grasped by my grandson Shinta.

This time, he came to Shanghai secretly to take up his post.

He originally thought that Miyazaki Kentaro would meet with Araki Harima urgently to inform him of the matter.

Kentaro Miyazaki returned home directly, which surprised my grandson Shinta. Of course, this also made my grandson Shinta quite satisfied.

but--

After thinking about it, my grandson Shentai clapped his hands.

…

Immediately, a subordinate pushed open the screen door and came in, "Chief."

"Try to find out the addresses of the incoming and outgoing calls made by Raphael from Qianfan's house from when he returned home today to now." My grandson Shen Tai said.

"Chief, I'm afraid we need to contact the intelligence room." The subordinate said with a look of embarrassment, "We are new here..."

"Try your best to check." My grandson Shentai frowned and said.

"Hai."

After his men left, my grandson Shentai shook his head. It was convenient to work in Nanjing. If he wanted to check the phone number, he would give an order and the telegraph office would obediently submit the investigation results.

Now that I have arrived in Shanghai, everything is inconvenient.

My grandson Shen Tai's face was solemn. For him, from the position of the head of the first section of the Information Office of the Nanjing Special High School to the current director of the Information Office of the Shanghai Special High School, this was a promotion, and it was a great promotion.

However, my grandson Shen Tai knows very well that it is not easy for him, a foreigner from the Nanjing Special Higher Education School, to gain a foothold in Shanghai or even seize more rights.

This is especially true when Jiro Sanbon was killed and the Shanghai Super High School was leaderless.

Being leaderless means that the internal struggle for power will become more intense.

…

That night, Bai Ruolan asked the little cook Zhou Ru to prepare a table of delicious food for her husband who had returned from Nanjing.

"Miss Zhou." Bai Ruolan called to Zhou Ru who was going to the kitchen to eat, "Sit down and let's eat together."

"Madam." Zhou Ru looked at Bai Ruolan.

"Sit down." Cheng Qianfan said, and then he glared at the dumbfounded Li Hao, "What are you doing standing there? Just talk."

"Brother Fan asks you to sit down, so you sit down." Li Hao glanced at Zhou Ru and said.

Cheng Qianfan stroked his forehead and glared at Li Hao. This boy couldn't even speak a word of love.

"Xiaoru." Bai Ruolan said with a smile, "I will call you that from now on."

"Yes, madam." Zhou Ru understood a little bit and said shyly.

"That's right." Bai Ruolan said happily, "Today's meal is not only a blessing for my husband, but also a family banquet."

As she said that, she looked at Li Hao and said, "Haozi, your Brother Fan told me that you and Xiaoru's marriage will be left to me."

"Listen to sister-in-law." Li Hao said.

"I asked someone to check the date. The second day of March is a good day to get married." Bai Ruolan said with a smile, "If you two have no objection, then decide on this good day."

"Listen to your wife," Zhou Ru said.

"Call me madam?" Bai Ruolan gave Zhou Ru an angry look.

"Listen to sister-in-law." Zhou Ru said shyly.

…

"That's right." Bai Ruolan said happily. As she spoke, she took off the bracelet from her green-white arm and put it in Zhou Ru's hand, "You don't call me sister-in-law for nothing."

Zhou Ru looked at the bracelet in her hand, hesitated, and looked at Li Hao.

"Sister-in-law gives it to you, just take it." Li Hao said carelessly.

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Zhou Ru then put on the bracelet.

"Haozi."

"Eh."

"Although you and Qianfan are not biological brothers, they are better than brothers. He often told me that his biggest wish is that you can get married and have children and live a good life, then he will be relieved." Bai Ruolan said.

"What are you talking about?" Cheng Qianfan frowned and said.

"I told you what I said, and Haozi likes to hear it. Do you care?" Bai Ruolan glared at her husband.

"Say, you say." Cheng Qianfan said helplessly.

"Okay, I won't say any more." Bai Ruolan gave up and looked at Li Hao and Zhou Ru with a smile, "Our family is having a good time today."

Zhou Ru and Li Hao looked at each other, stood up at the same time, raised their glasses of wine, "Brother Fan, sister-in-law, we respect you."

"Okay, okay, okay." Cheng Qianfan nodded happily and said happily, "Okay!"

…

After dinner, Bai Ruolan and Zhou Ru were taking care of their children downstairs and talking about women's intimate words.

Cheng Qianfan, who was slightly drunk, took Haozi upstairs to the study.

"What happened these days?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"Everything is fine," Li Hao said, "The brothers are all disciplined and there is nothing wrong with them."

"That's good." Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly.

"However, Brother Fan, I have something to report to you." Li Hao said.

"Um?"

"There is a new situation over at He Mansion." Li Hao said.

"What house?" Cheng Qianfan was slightly surprised, "You mean Aguan's house?"

"Yes, there are two strangers in Master Guan's home." Li Hao said.

…

"Two strangers?" Cheng Qianfan asked, "Tell me specifically what the situation is."

"It's a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, and a little girl of one or two years old." Li Hao said, "I asked about it and said that the little girl took her younger sister to flee to Shanghai and begged at the gate of He Mansion.

Mrs. He saw how pitiful the two sisters were, so she took them into the house and became maids."

"But found something unusual?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
To be continued...