On the phone, my father's voice was deep and hoarse, and he spoke slowly.

"That knife?" Hearing his father's worry, Che Fan held the phone and was a little confused.

He took a sip of red wine and said calmly, "Dad...what's there to be afraid of with that knife?"

"He is just a warrior with no intelligence. This kind of person is the best to control."

Che Fan's voice was calm and cold, and he spoke slowly.

"You are underestimating the enemy." On the other end of the phone, my father's voice was profound and solemn.

"What I'm worried about as a father is... Yu Chuanping's fate may... also be the fate of our Che family..." On the phone, Che Zejian's voice was complex and deep, with a hint of vigilance and worry.

Che Zejian has accumulated decades of career experience.

There is an unprecedented sensitivity to the unknown.

At this time, he was deeply impressed by Chen Zongheng's identity and feelings.

He is not afraid of ten thousand.

Just afraid of what might happen.

In case, Chen Zongheng's existence threatens the status of their Che family.

It even poses an unprecedented threat to the Che family.

Then, the consequences would be disastrous.

You know, when you borrow a knife to kill someone, you must also be careful about whether the knife is too sharp and may hurt yourself?!

This is a very serious issue.

Now it seems that Chen Zongheng is indeed a sharp knife.

But, will he hurt the machine body?

"Dad, don't worry, I'm measured."

Che Fan had a deep expression on his face, he muttered softly, sipped some red wine, and said calmly.

"That Chen Zongheng, after I use his hands to destroy the Yu family, I will arrange a new opponent for him."

Che Fan's expression was slightly condensed, with a hint of depth.

"It just so happens that Jiangnan and the other three major families are also ready to make a move. It's time for those old guys to accept the baptism of the times."

His voice is deep, and he speaks slowly as he transforms into you.

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead.

The pedantic old family should be eliminated by the times.

Only in this way can it comply with the law of growth of all things, right?

And, Jiangnan in the new era.

It should belong to him, the Che family.

This is the reincarnation of heaven.

On the other end of the phone, my father, Che Zejian, was silent for a long time.

Then, he sighed slowly.

"Be careful and don't engage in direct confrontation."

Che Zejian warned with a solemn voice, Ning Hong.

Then, he slowly hung up the phone.

Che Fan returned the phone to his pocket.

He drank up the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

Then, I stared out of the floor-to-ceiling window at the night scene with flashing neon lights.

The corners of his mouth gradually... rose.

It was a touch of depth and sharpness that held everything in hand.

…

And, at the same time.

j Jiangnan, a few kilometers away from the Huangpu River, is the Lujiazui Financial Center.

Inside Tomson's first-class mansion.

Yuan Li was lying alone in the bedroom.

At this time, her body was already weak.

I can almost no longer walk normally.

After experiencing the fierce and murderous battle during the day, her physical strength had been completely exhausted and could not be recovered.

At this time, she was lying on the bed in my bedroom, and she no longer had the strength to even lift her arms.

She blinked her big watery eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling above her bedroom, counting one, two, and three sheep.

At this time, she was very weak and very hungry.

But she didn't even have the strength to get up.

How is it possible to eat?

Not to mention cooking, I don't even have the strength to get up.

This feeling is so sad.

And, at this moment, the door of the mansion was suddenly opened.

Then, a figure in a black suit slowly walked into the bedroom.

It's Chen Zongheng.

"Mr. Chen, you are here~" When Yuan Li saw Chen Zongheng appear on the bed in the bedroom, a look of joy suddenly appeared on his pretty face.

What she most expected to see at this time was Mr. Chen.

The man finally appeared again.

At this time, Chen Zongheng looked cold. He was holding some packaged light rice porridge in his hand.

He came to the bedroom bed.

Gently lift Yuan Li up from the bed.

Then, he started feeding her porridge.

The whole process seemed unprecedentedly quiet and quiet.

Yuan Li sat there obediently, without saying a word, just quietly enjoying Mr. Chen's porridge.

Everything seems to be brewing at this moment.

Chen Zongheng obviously had not forgotten her.

After sending Qiu Yiren home safely, he immediately felt the inside of Yuan Li's mansion.k

Feed this girl.

At this time, Chen Zongheng looked gentler than ever before.

It seemed that everyone felt a little unbelievable.

The majestic, invincible god of death.

Known as the cold killing, iceberg god of death.

At this moment, sitting in front of the window bed, feeding a woman so tenderly?

This is simply.

That's it for Chen Zongheng.

Feed her porridge.

Then, Chen Zongheng picked her up again, carried her to the bathroom, and took care of her after going to the bathroom.

Then, he took her back to the bedroom.

He took care of her again and put her on the bed.

However, he took advantage of the moment when Chen Zongheng put her back on the bed.

Yuan Li was cunning... using all his strength, he suddenly gathered his body, and his beautiful and moist red lips were about to kiss Chen Zongheng's cheek...

However, Chen Zongheng looked coldly and pushed him away.

"I said, there won't be a next time." Chen Zongheng's voice was as cold as ever, with a terrifying chill.

Yuan Li was frightened by his ferocious attitude.
To be continued...