The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Minghai City, in a luxurious villa.

A beautiful woman sat on the sofa, wiping away tears.

The woman looked haggard and kept mumbling: "Chen'er, Chen'er, where have you been, where have you been, why don't you call mom?"

Sitting opposite the woman was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, with short hair around her ears, tall and slender, with delicate features like a woman walking out of a painting.

The girl was holding a big bear of the same height, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were deeply tired.

The girl wiped her eyes and forced a smile: "Mom, don't worry, maybe my brother went to play somewhere and forgot to notify the family for a while?"

The woman shook her head: "Yu'er, it's not that you don't know your brother. He has never been away at night since he grew up, let alone disappeared for a week this time. I'm really afraid that something will happen to Chen'er."

At this time, the door of the villa was opened, and a tall and burly middle-aged man walked in.

The man is tall and tall, with a righteous look on his face.

It's just that the man's lips were chapped, and there was a lot of dust on the clothes on his head, which made him look quite embarrassed.

The woman jumped up from the sofa like a frightened bird: "Zhengyang, is there any news about Chen'er?"

The middle-aged man had a gloomy face, and shook his head after drinking a large glass of water: "I have used all my connections, but I can't find any clues."

When the woman heard this, her body seemed to be drained, and she fell back on the sofa.

The man looked at the tired mother and daughter, and sighed remorsefully.

At this time, the man's phone rang suddenly, and he frowned deeply when he saw the caller.

"Lao Ba Liu told you countless times that I won't sign, so don't bother me." The man picked up the phone and yelled violently.

"Hehehe."

A strange smile came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Zhengyang, don't rush to refuse, by the way, I know about your son."

Xiao Zhengyang shuddered and rushed towards his forehead with a stream of blood, Xiao Zhengyang gritted his teeth and said: "I guessed that it has something to do with you bastards."

"Hey, Mr. Xiao has to be careful with what he says, you and I are both people of status, so be careful that I will sue you for defamation." The other end of the phone said in a strange way.

"If Xiaochen loses a hair, I don't mind breaking with you Liu Laoba." Xiao Zhengyang was surprisingly calm when he said this.

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone before a heavy sigh sounded.

"Xiao Zhengyang, your son's matter has nothing to do with me. Although I, Liu Laoba, is not a good person, I won't be so low-spirited."

Xiao Zhengyang half-closed his eyes. After so many years of handing over, Xiao Zhengyang still knew the character of the other party very well. Although the other party kept forcing him to sign the purchase agreement and used many tricks, he never involved his family.

"You'd better find a place where no one is around. Your family may not be able to accept what I'm going to say next."

Hearing the words on the other end of the phone, Xiao Zhengyang's heart shrank suddenly, and his body shook a few times.

"Dad, are you okay?"

The girl jumped up and wanted to help Xiao Zhengyang, Xiao Zhengyang waved his hands and said: "Manyu, I'm fine, you go to rest first, you have to go to school tomorrow."

The girl shook her head and sat back on the sofa.

Xiao Zhengyang looked at the mother and daughter, turned around and went to the study.

"Liu Laoba, you can speak now."

"Xiao Chen is dead."

Xiao Zhengyang, who was already somewhat prepared, heard the bad news, staggered and almost hit the bookcase.

"Who did it?" Xiao Zhengyang bit his lip to prevent his voice from spreading.

If the mother and daughter were to know the bad news, the sky would collapse in an instant.

"I can't say it, and I dare not say it."

"Liu Laoba, listen to me, haven't you always wanted to buy my company? I'll give it to you for free now, tell me, who hurt Xiaochen?"

The blood on Xiao Zhengyang's lips kept flowing, but his voice became calmer and calmer.

"Old Xiao listen to my advice, that person is not something you and I can afford, you have a daughter and a wife."

Xiao Zhengyang half-closed his eyes, his eyes exuded a frightening light.

"I see, Liu Laoba, you send the agreement over and I'll sign it right away, and the money will arrive right away if I want it."

After Xiao Zhengyang finished speaking, he hung up the phone and came to the lobby.

"Sijun, Manyu pack up your things, we'll leave here immediately."

The woman raised her head in a daze and asked, "Where are you going?"

Xiao Zhengyang tried his best to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Go to Shanghai, where my comrades are."

"Chen'er is not at home, I'm not going anywhere." The woman shook her head stubbornly.

Xiao Zhengyang took a deep breath and said coldly: "I have the final say on this family."

The woman raised her head in astonishment. After all these years of marriage, her husband has never spoken to her loudly, let alone show his face.

The intelligent woman suddenly burst into tears, "Zhengyang, tell me honestly, is Chen'er...?"

The woman dared not speak further.

Xiao Zhengyang left his daughter behind, and found that her daughter had fallen asleep on the sofa because of exhaustion.

Xiao Zhengyang didn't speak, but just looked at his daughter fixedly.

The woman wiped away her tears and dared not cry out for fear of waking her daughter.

"I'll give you an explanation." Xiao Zhengyang's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water.

The woman wiped away her tears, nodded heavily, got up and went back to her room.

...

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang.

Xiao Zhengyang knew that Liu Laoba must be here, and nodded slightly to the woman who had already packed her things.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man with a general belly appeared at the door.

The man was empty-handed, Xiao Zhengyang asked doubtfully: "Where is Liu Laoba's contract?"

Liu Laoba shook his head, his expression a little sluggish: "I'll talk about the contract later."

Xiao Zhengyang's face was cloudy and uncertain, Liu Laoba was not only a businessman on the bright side, but he had another identity.

Such a character who can eat black and white, now actually shows a sad expression of rabbit dead and fox, which makes Xiao Zhengyang feel that things may be far more complicated than he thought.

"I've already arranged the car, and I'm going directly to the airport."

Liu Laoba looked at Xiao Zhengyang and sighed: "Old Xiao, I have never admired a few people in my life, and you Xiao Zhengyang is one of them. It's just that you can't help but look down on me. It's a pity that I can't be friends with you."

Xiao Zhengyang ignored Liu Laoba, picked up his sleeping daughter and took his wife, and left the home where he had been staying for more than ten years.

...

In an ordinary commercial house in Minghai City, a handsome young man was concentrating on his homework.

The phone rang suddenly.

After listening to the words on the other end of the phone, the corner of the boy's mouth twitched slightly: "Is it Liu Laoba?"

The teenager who hung up the phone looked at the books on the table, and there was a newspaper next to the books.

The headline in the newspaper was about a rich second generation who killed a girl when he failed in courtship, and the rich second generation who killed her was mentally ill and paid two million to escape legal sanctions.

The boy glanced at the newspaper and suddenly laughed.

"Two million dollars per life is really cheap!"