As soon as the door was broken, the view from outside was clear.

Several ironmu guards rushed over when they heard the movement.

Tiemu Tsaihua gathered her eyes and was slightly stunned:

"Yang Xin'er, is it you?"

"What are you doing when you are sneaking in the door?"

The woman who was injured by his palm was his closest confidant Yang Xin'er.

A tray, a broken porcelain bowl, and a stewed whole pear fell on the ground.

Yang Xin'er coughed gently and spit out a mouthful of blood and spoke hard:

"Entertainment Father, I'm here to give you rock sugar pear water."

"I saw that you were very hot today, so I stewed you a pot of pear candy water and wanted to remove the heat for you."

"It's just that I came to the door and wanted to open the door, but I heard you were video call with someone."

"I don't want to bother you, I just want to wait at the door for a while."

"But unexpectedly, before I closed the door, you showed up and slapped me."

Yang Xin'er wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and was very apologized: "I really didn't mean to eavesdrop on your phone."

"Get up."

Tiemu Tshua's expression was much more relaxed, and he also helped Yang Xin'er up.

If someone else eavesdrops at the door, Tiemu Shihua would definitely suspect the other party’s intentions and even kill them.

But Yang Xin'er and Tiemu Tshua are less sharp.

Because today's Yang Xin'er and the Yang family have lost the foundation of Xia Kingdom, they can only rely on him to survive and live in a rich and elegant manner.

Both sides prosper and lose together.

Moreover, Yang Xin'er is one of his confidants now, and he can be considered as one of the fewer than ten thousand people. Other forces cannot afford to buy them with higher chips.

Over the past few days, Yang Xiner has shared many difficult problems for Tiemu Shihua, and has also helped him ease the anger and targeting of the royal nephews.

Yang Xin'er can be regarded as the most capable general after Tiemu Wuyue.

So he didn't think Yang Xin'er would hurt him.

However, Tiemu Shihua still stared at Yang Xin'er and warned:

"Never do this next time. Come in if you want to come in, stay away if you don't come in."

"Hidden at the door and sneaky looks, it's easy for people to rather kill than tolerate it."

He also glanced at Yang Xin'er and found that there was no clue on his body, so his last anger disappeared.

Yang Xin'er nodded slightly: "I understand."

When Yang Xin'er picked up the fragments and Xueli, Tiemu Shihua remembered something and told him:

"You can watch me the flight from Hengcheng to Pakistan."

"I have arranged a death flight for Tang Ruoxue."

"The plane will have an accident soon, remember to notify me as soon as possible."

Tiemu Tsaihua returned to the seat and stroked Xia Qiuye: "I want to congratulate Mrs. Shen with Tang Ruoxue's death."

Tang Ruoxue?

Death flight?

Yang Xiner's body trembled, and then responded respectfully: "I understand, thank you Mr. Tiemu."

She picked up the tray, fragments and pears on the ground, lowered her eyebrows and prepared to leave.

As long as the iron-mu twighua with her eyes retracted and looked at the complete snow pear on the tray, a cold light burst out inexplicably.

"Wait a moment!"

Tiemu Tshua shouted, then walked to Yang Xiner.

"This pear smells good, sweet and fresh, and it must be delicious."

"How much does it cost to buy it? Is there any kitchen?"

He asked enthusiastically and reached out to grab the pear on the tray.

Yang Xin'er's breathing was slightly rapid: "Entertainment father, I don't know where to buy Sydney pears. I have to ask the servants."

"I just saw that there was a pear in the kitchen, so I took it and stewed it for my adoptive father."

"It seems that there are still several in the kitchen. My adoptive father likes me to go down and stew it again."

She also advised: "This pear fell to the ground and was dirty, and there was still a lot of sugar. The adoptive father should not touch it."

"Bang!"

Before Yang Xin'er could finish her words, Tiemu Shihua grasped the stewed stewed pears.

The pear turned into a pile of crumbs with a crisp sound, falling on the tray, sticky.

The guard and Xia Qiuye suddenly breathed, and they all smelled a sudden murderous intent.

Yang Xin'er's body also shook, and a touch of fragrant sweat oozed out from her forehead.

"It's so crispy when you pinch it, the heat of this pear is a little worse."

Tiemu Tshua fell down the pear residue while checking if there was anything inside.

Then Tiemu Tshua pinched the pieces on the tray one by one with his fingers.

After confirming that there was no clue, Tiemu Tshua relaxed his expression: "Waste it for ten more minutes next time I stew it."

Yang Xin'er nodded with dry mouth: "Yes, adoptive father!"

Tiemu Tshua didn't say anything else, wiped Yang Xin'er's wet palms, and then signaled her to leave.

Yang Xin'er held the tray and bit her lips quickly left, tilting the tray slightly from beginning to end.

Three minutes later, Yang Xin'er returned to the kitchen and trembled her fingers and pinched out a miniature eavesdropper from the edge of the tray.

She tried her best to keep her fingers calmly and crush them into the sewer to wash them away.

At this moment, she sincerely thanked Song Hongyan for her training.

Once any accident occurs, transfer the eavesdropper as soon as possible.

Yang Xin'er originally hid a wiretape in Sydney to eavesdrop, but she didn't expect that she would eat Tiemu Tsaihua's palm before she could enter the study.

This made her upset why she had to eavesdrop at the door in such a way, and also forced her to quickly think about ways to get out.

She quickly remembered Song Hongyan's advice to her.

Yang Xin'er took advantage of the fact that she was rolling all over the ground and moved the eavesdropper from Sydney to the edge of the pallet.

Unexpectedly, I really avoided the temptation of Tiemu Tsuhua.

This also made her feel a little grateful to Song Hongyan. Once the eavesdropping device was discovered, she would probably live a life worse than death.

"Tang Ruoxue?"

"Flight of death?"

Yang Xin'er was glad that she was lucky enough to be lucky, so she took out her cell phone and prepared to call Ye Fan to warn him.

Dudu, just as the phone rang, Yang Xiner suddenly found that there was a huge black shadow behind her.

Then, a hand poked out from behind her and snatched her cell phone...

Yang Xin'er's whole body was stiff and her back became wet in an instant.

When the Tiemu Castle was in a turbulent situation, Ye Fan accompanied Tang Pingfan to the sky above Longdu.

Along the way, Ye Fan made several calls, wondering how to resolve Tang Pingfan's dilemma.

At least minimize Tang Pingfan's losses.

Compared to Ye Fan's busyness, Tang Pingfan was as quiet as he was, either closing his eyes to rest or signing several contracts in a telephone manner.

It seems that everything has nothing to do with him.

Ye Fan sighed that Jiang was still old and sent several messages with his mobile phone.

He wanted to use all his energy to search for the whereabouts of Tang Sanguo's substitute.

He also asked Cai Lingzhi to stare at Tiemu Shihua's nearest exchanges.

"Come on, have a cup of tea."

Seeing Ye Fan being busy, Tang Pingfan waved his hand to come over and poured him a cup of tea.

Then the old man smiled kindly and said, "Are you searching for the traces of the Tang Sanguo's substitute?"

Ye Fan nodded slightly:
To be continued...