Dai Jialang lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and hesitated for a while, and finally said, "Three reasons. As the saying goes, clothes are worse than newcomers, but Tang Wan gives me the feeling that she is an old friend who never leaves me.

Second, I was penniless back then, but Tang Wan did not dislike me. Although it was not out of feelings at the beginning, she treated me sincerely and saved my life. Now, her family is almost destroyed, and there is only one person left, so I have to give her a home.

In fact, I once made a unilateral promise back then that as long as Tang Wan is willing to marry, I will be willing to marry. For someone who once had nothing, what else can I not be satisfied with having a wife like Tang Wan?"

Ji Wenlan stared at Dai Jialang for a while and sighed, "It's rare that you have feelings and righteousness. Since that's the case, I decided to maintain the status quo with you for the time being. As for the future, it depends on your performance."

He paused for a moment and said in confusion: "I understand your relationship with Tang Wan. However, Tang Wan has been married and cheated. If you marry her as your wife, aren't you worried about asking for criticism?"

Dai Jialang snorted and said, "Who is qualified to talk about me, unless it is those who are full and have nothing to do."

"Can Jiang Biyun pass that hurdle?" Ji Wenlan asked.

Dai Jialang shook his head and said, "I haven't told her yet, but this is my own business, so naturally I have the final say. What qualifications do Jiang Biyun have to meddle in other people's business?"

Ji Wenlan smiled and said, "So you have already obtained absolute power in the Zhou family."

Dai Jialang muttered, "Is it almost the same?"

Ji Wenlan shook his head slowly and said, "Not necessarily?"

Dai Jialang was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

Ji Wenlan did not speak out, but took out his bag, took out a photo from it and said, "Look, this is a photo someone took at No. 56, Dayun Mountain."

Dai Jialang took it with a suspicion, and saw that the villa in the photo was indeed Villa No. 56, Dayun Mountain, but he didn't see anything abnormal and said in confusion: "Isn't it just a house?"

Ji Wenlan pointed at a window and said, "Look carefully, is there a man standing there smoking at the window?"

Dai Jialang looked carefully, his face changed, and then he said in confusion: "What's so strange about this? I often stand at the window to smoke."

Ji Wenlan stared at Dai Jialang and asked, "Do you have any men in your Zhou family?"

Dai Jialang did not answer Ji Wenlan's question, but stared at her and asked: "What? Have you been monitoring No. 56, Dayun Mountain?"

Ji Wenlan shook his head and said, "This has nothing to do with me. This photo was actually taken by a reporter from a tabloid.

He never believed that Zhou Jiyao had become a vegetable, so after learning that he was transferred from the hospital to the villa in Dayun Mountain, he stayed there for a month and finally got him to take a photo, but he did not report it publicly."

Dai Jialang didn't say anything for a while, and finally said, "Even if he posted this photo, what can it mean? Could it be that the shadow on a window prove that Zhou Jiyao has woken up?"

Ji Wenlan was silent for a while, then took out a photo from his bag and said, "That reporter's equipment is not as advanced as the Public Security Bureau. Please look at this enlarged and processed photo."

Dai Jialang took the photo and looked carefully for a while, and said in surprise: "Isn't this a hell? I really look like Zhou Jiyao."

Ji Wenlan snorted and said, "Don't pretend to be confused. I didn't want anything. However, I will tell you clearly today. Forget it this time. Just think that I have fulfilled your loyalty and filial piety. However, don't let him wake up again, otherwise I will arrest him."

Dai Jialang was stunned for a while, and finally hugged Ji Wenlan and muttered: "Don't worry, I promise he will never wake up again."

The next night, Dai Jialang sent someone to secretly transfer Zhou Jiyao to the renovation of Bannong Villa, and then sent Zhao Yu to take strict guards with five or six bodyguards. Without his consent, even his family members were not allowed to visit him.

A week before the National Day, Dai Jialang held a senior meeting of the company, and then announced to the outside world that he had acquired 30% of Zhou Jiyao's equity and became the controlling shareholder.

The next day, two stocks controlled by Zhou Jiyao Company closed at the daily limit, and rose by 40% in the next four or five trading days. This alone made Dai Jialang make a fortune and no longer worry about the capital.

On the 11th day, Dai Jialang brought Tang Wan and several relatives back to Nanzhao City, and immediately sent someone to pick Jiang Biyun up from Yunshan Temple, and then invited Deng Junji and his family to have dinner together.

However, after dinner, he announced a surprising news in front of everyone, and he suddenly announced that he would hold a wedding with Tang Wan on New Year's Day this year.

As soon as the news came out, all the relatives present, including Jiang Biyun, were shocked and couldn't help looking at each other.

As the person involved, Tang Wan seemed to be unprepared at all. She was stunned for a while and smiled and said, "Oh, don't listen to him talking nonsense."

He paused, stared at Dai Jialang and said angrily: "What a joke is hard to make, don't be happy with others."

Dai Jialang said with a serious look: "What? Can you joke around like this? I'm going to apply for a marriage certificate with you recently, and then I'll send someone to prepare for the wedding."

The first one to react was Deng Baoping. As Tang Wan’s best friend, she first applauded warmly, but she was the only one who applauded, and the others seemed to have not reacted.

Deng Baoping shouted: "The surname is Dai, just because of this, I admire you as a man. By the way, on the day of my marriage, Deng Baoping was Wan'er's family."

Jiang Biyun finally reacted and stared at Dai Jialang and said suspiciously: "Jialang, have you decided?"

Dai Jialang smiled and said, "How can we go back on our word in marriage? I have decided."

He paused for a moment, smiled at Tang Wan and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I really haven't discussed this with you. If you want to refuse, it means I didn't say anything."

Where could Tang Wan say anything? She stood there and was stunned, but tears were already flashing in her eyes. After a buzzing sound, Jiang Biyun stood up and said solemnly as a parent: "Amitabha, good, good, good."

That night, Tang Wan cried in bed, but she still felt a little unbelievable. She interrogated Dai Jialang for the middle of the night, and finally realized that Dai Jialang was not joking.

"I have a gift for you tomorrow, too." Finally, Tang Wan said as if she had made up her mind.

Dai Jialang couldn't even open his tired eyelids, so he didn't care what gifts Tang Wan wanted to give him. However, when Tang Wan took her to No. 16 Luyuan Street the next day and opened the treasure door, he was shocked.

"How is it? I'm pretty good at taking this gift, right?" Tang Wan asked with a proud look on her face.

Dai Jialang walked over and poured all the boxes of money on the ground, then opened several boxes one after another, and finally asked, "How much does it cost here?"

Tang Wan shook her head and said, "I didn't even bother to ask at that time, but it was easy. Look at how many boxes there were in one box, and then you'll probably count how many boxes there were in total." After that, she was about to go up and count the numbers, but was stopped by Dai Jialang.

"No need to order it. This is not your money, so how can I give it to me as a gift?" Dai Jialang said with a gloomy face.

Tang Wan hurriedly took Dai Jialang's hand and said, "Did you blame me for not telling you in time? Actually, I have wanted to tell you a long time ago, but I just haven't made up my mind."

Dai Jialang shook his head and said, "Since you finally told me, I don't blame you, but none of us can take this money."

Tang Wan whispered: "No one knows this money except my father and Adong, and even my mother doesn't know it."

Dai Jialang said: "There is no airtight wall in this world. Can you guarantee that your father and Ouyang Dong have not fallen into the hands of the police for a day? At that time, would you have to tie them up with them?"

Tang Wan was surprised and said, "What? Do you want to hand it over to the police?"

Dai Jialang was stunned for a while, then slowly shook his head and said, "If it is handed over to the police, they will have questions."

"What's the question?" Tang Wan asked.

Dai Jialang stared at Tang Wan and said, "You met your dad here that night, right? So long has passed, why didn't you hand over the money to the police?

When your dad escaped, you not only didn't tell the police, but even secretly kept the stolen money for him. Now you handed it over, can you tell it clearly?

Besides, you don’t know how much money it is in total. Your father didn’t write you a note. Then someone said that you took half of it secretly. Have you made it clear?

Don’t do good things and make you mess around. Maybe someone may suspect that the money from our company is not from the right place.”

Tang Wan was stunned for a while and asked, "What should I do?"

Dai Jialang stared at Tang Wan and said, "The money is yours now, and I can't make any decisions for you, after all, the amount is too large."

Tang Wan said angrily: "Oh, I originally wanted to give it to you, so I can do whatever you say, I have no objection."

Dai Jialang stared at Tang Wan and said, "This is what you said, don't regret it."

Tang Wan said angrily: "I will never regret it."

Dai Jialang nodded and said, "Okay, come to the car and wait for me."

Dai Jialang came outside, walked around the warehouse, checked the terrain, returned to the warehouse, and raised a large 20-kilogram plastic bucket from the trunk.

Then he came to the vault and poured a whole bucket of gasoline on the cardboard boxes. Then, before Tang Wan, who had just reacted, ran over to stop him, he threw the lighter.

A ball of flames rushed up with a bang. Tang Wan, who had just run to the door, exclaimed in surprise. "Oh, you're crazy."

The fire spread throughout the room in an instant. Dai Jialang grabbed Tang Wan's hand and ran out. Then he stuffed her into the car without saying a word, got into the cab by himself, and drove out of the warehouse with a kick in the accelerator.

I drove until I was a few hundred meters away from the warehouse before I stopped. When I looked back, I saw that thick smoke had already flowed out of the warehouse. I muttered, "I don't know if I can burn it."

Tang Wan was shocked at the warehouse where smoke was rolling. After hearing Dai Jialang's muttering, she turned around and whispered in a crying voice: "This is my father's life's hard work. It can be said that he was exchanged for his life. Why did you get angry..."

Dai Jialang snorted and said, "That's not money, that's the underworld currency, and only dead people are qualified to enjoy it."

Dai Jialang took out a cigarette and lit it, and sat there with Tang Wan silently watching the smoke in the warehouse getting bigger and bigger, almost covering the nearby sky.

About twenty minutes later, the sirens of the fire came from a distance, but it was almost half an hour since we arrived at the scene.

Seeing the firefighters starting to set up faucets to put out the fire, Dai Jialang started the car, glanced at Tang Wan with a frustrated look on her face, and smiled and said, "It's too late to regret it, you asked me to make the decision."

After pausing, Dai Jialang took a look inside the rearview mirror of the car and murmured: "This fire burns the past, maybe it will eventually burn us a peaceful future."

...

Every time I finish the book, I can't help but say "I've finally finished the book", as if I have been suffering tremendous pain before this.

However, writing this book has indeed made the author endure a lot of suffering, for three reasons: First, the author's writing ability is limited, and he often loses his direction in character creation and plot control.

Second, the limitations of the current environment cannot allow the author to fully utilize his strengths, so he often feels like his hands and feet are tied up.

Third, the author cares too much about being recognized by readers, and is committed to pursuing more tortuous plots and more unexpected results, so he devotes himself to the hard work and suffers hard.

The protagonist Dai Jialang, like Le Zhenghong in the previous book "The Secret of Wife", is not the kind of god-like existence that is sought after by readers nowadays that can be seen from the sky, catch turtles in the five oceans, speak Martians, pedaling on the hot wheels, sucking wind and smoke, and not as popular as the world.

Instead, we are committed to describing the various choices we face every day or the cruel real life we ​​are in. Even if it is fiction, it will try to conform to the basic logic to avoid letting readers get confused.

No matter how good or bad it is, there is finally a beginning and an end.

What I want to thank most when I finish the book is my readers and friends who have never left me. Your magnanimity and broad tolerance have always made me so grateful. Otherwise, I might not dare to write novels.

Finally, I could only ask readers and friends to continue to pay attention to the new ones that I will launch soon. Although I dare not say that they will definitely be more exciting than the previous two books, I will definitely work harder.
Chapter completed!