The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 612
Zhao Tiansong's family history is full of legends. Hearing Su Wanying and other women's exclaiming, but Li Chang'an still had a gloomy face: "Next, let's talk about something serious, Zhao Wuming, Zhao Wuji, siblings, are another what happened?"

Zhao Tiansong coughed, picked up the wine glass again, and after drinking three glasses in a row, he looked at the girls Su Wanying and Lan Ruo: "Girls, don't listen to the next thing, go out."

Li Changan nodded to Su Wanying and the others, and the group of girls walked out helplessly, leaving the space for the two of them.

Zhao Tiansong drank another glass of wine, and then said in a deep voice: "I have finally become as rich as a country, but because I was injured when I was young, I can't have children. My wife loves me and respects me, but because I have no children, she is getting more and more emaciated. fall sick."

"I invited the best doctor, the best in the world, but I still couldn't save my wife. She died in depression. I was alone at the time, and felt that this wealth was in vain. After I buried my wife, after attending the After the memorial service held by the group, I unexpectedly saw Mr. Wan again!"

Li Changan sat up straight suddenly: "When did that happen?"

"At the end of 99, it will be the time of the new century." Zhao Tiansong shook his head and picked up his glass again: "Mr. Wan appeared directly in my villa. How many years ago, he still looks like he was decades ago. , really looks like you, Taoist priest. It seems that you will never grow old."

Li Changan looked solemn: "Speak slowly."

Zhao Tiansong nodded: "Mr. Wan suddenly appeared, but he was not alone. He also had two children with him. The boy was only four years old at the time, but the girl was five and a half years old, very sensible."

Li Changan hesitantly said, "The boy is Zhao Wuji, and the girl is Zhao Wuming?"

Zhao Tiansong gritted his teeth: "That's right, Mr. Wan entrusted the two children to me. I was dumbfounded when I saw him at the time, but Mr. Wan entrusted the children to me very seriously!"

"Since I lost my wife and was lonely, I suddenly had these two cute and smart children, and I came back to life immediately. After that, I worked hard to raise them to adulthood, and every year during the winter and summer vacations, Mr. Wan would appear to pick up the two children." Go, and didn't come back until the beginning of school. As Wuji and Wuming gradually grew up, Mr. Wan appeared less and less. When Wuji was 12 years old, Mr. Wan never appeared again. My hard days have just begun."

Zhao Tiansong sipped his wine: "The child Wuming was already 14 years old at the time, and she suddenly made trouble. A little girl took away the power of my Tianmao Group. I don't know how to control the entire group. Professional managers, I was imprisoned for more than a month, and when I was released again, that child threatened me, either to be a puppet or to be put into a coffin."

Zhao Tiansong said and put down his wine glass: "Ten years, I have been a puppet for ten years, and I can only spend my days in the villa of Zhao Mansion."

His face darkened: "At that time, I was already suspicious of Mr. Wan and these two children, so I tried every means to find an internationally renowned detective agency and spent my private money to ask them to investigate Mr. Wan and the two children. Children's business."

Li Chang'an snorted: "You did it too late, Zhao Wuming already has enough power, I'm afraid there is no need for someone surnamed Wan to intervene, your private detectives can't find anything, and your life is in danger."

Zhao Tiansong bowed his head and was silent for a while: "That's right, all the detectives I hired disappeared without any news, and then their bodies were discovered after a few months, and they died terribly."

As Zhao Tiansong said, he leaned over to pick up another bottle of grain wine, but said in a deep voice: "Just when I was about to despair, I found that there was another person who was also investigating Mr. Wan, and she was investigating it herself, and she had already found out A lot of inside information."

Li Changan was very surprised when he heard this: "Who is that person?"

Zhao Tiansong poured the wine and looked at Li Chang'an deeply: "That person is the old president of Haizhou Group, Su Xueqing!"

Li Changan stood up abruptly, staring at the old man fiercely: "Are you telling the truth? Why is that girl Xueqing investigating Mr. Wan?"

Zhao Tiansong grabbed the wine glass, took a breath and said, "That's because, in the middle of the night in 1999, Mr. Wan not only gave away two children, he gave away many children, all of them were given to wealthy families, not only Wuji and Wuji Order them, Su Xueqing, who was lonely at the time, also received an orphan sent by Mr. Wan, and it was a girl, a girl who was only three years old!"

With a snap, the Yunwan wine in Li Changan's hand was directly crushed by him.

It was the first time he lost his composure like this.

"Xueqing, the adopted three-year-old girl was also sent by Mr. Wan!" Li Changan murmured, and suddenly pinched Zhao Tiansong's throat: "Are you lying? You are deliberately lying to me, right? You It's with the Demon Sect!"

Zhao Tiansong shook his head desperately: "No, no, why did I let Su Wanying go out just now? I just didn't want her to hear this. Daoist, count the time and think about everything behind this. Su Wanying is definitely that Wanying The child sent by Mr. Su Xueqing, the child adopted by President Su Xueqing, otherwise, why would Su Xueqing investigate Mr. Wan, even her death, I doubt..."

With a swish, Li Changan threw Zhao Tiansong onto the seat, and he took a deep breath before calming down.

If all this is true!The conspiracy behind that is simply unimaginable!

"That Mr. Wan, what's his name?" Li Changan finally asked in a deep voice.

Zhao Tiansong continued to drink wine: "Wan Guiyi, his name is Wan Guiyi, he is tall and has a good temperament. There is a red mole under his left eye. He speaks elegantly and has a sense of immortality. He looks like he will always be in his forties. When he was in Hong Kong, he wore a robe, but when we met again in Jiangning decades later, he had already put on a suit, but that temperament is not It will change."

Li Changan murmured the name: "Wan Gui Yi, Wan Xing Gui Yi, this name has a big tone, but Zhao Wuji and Zhao Wuming seem to be cultivated by him alone, but Wan Ying, if Wan Ying is the same Why didn't the children who were sent out by him get his magic teaching?"

The only thing Li Changan can be sure of now is that the mysterious Wanguiyi must be a member of the Demon Sect.

He was still ringing, but Zhao Tiansong opened another bottle of wine.

Li Changan was startled suddenly, and stretched out his hand to hold down Zhao Tiansong's wine bottle: "Old Zhao, how much have you drank? Isn't it a little too much?"

Zhao Tiansong was at a loss: "How much? It seems like..." He looked down under the table and saw a dozen empty wine bottles.

"I, I drank so much!" Zhao Tiansong's face turned blue for a while, and he suddenly covered his chest in pain, shaking all over.

Li Changan stretched out his palm to press his chest and abdomen like lightning, and asked anxiously: "Before I entered the Zhao mansion, what did that Zhao Wuming eat for you?"

At this time, Zhao Tiansong could only stare wide-eyed, the wine and food residues that could not hold in his stomach had already started to flow back, and he also had gastric bleeding, cerebral hemorrhage caused by acute drinking, and esophageal reflux and other fatal signs of drunkenness.

The old man Zhao, who was already very old, was obviously caught by Zhao Wuming's dark tricks, and ended up drinking here desperately, but he didn't realize it. Now, even Li Changan couldn't save him.

Li Chang'an grabbed his clothes, tried his best to turn Taixuan's true energy, and asked urgently: "Where is Wan Guiyi? Why did he send so many orphans out? Are they children in the talent plan of the Demon Sect? Wanying her... ..."

He suddenly stopped asking, because Zhao Tiansong had already lost his breath, his pulse stopped, and he was completely dead.

(End of this chapter)