The richest man Yang Fei

Yang Fei thought to himself, if Liu Zhiping really killed those murderers, then he should confess under the interrogation of the powerful judiciary.

Liu Zhiping is a capital offense anyway, so he doesn't care about adding this one.

But Liu Zhiping did not confess, he was the one who killed those murderers.

It can be seen that the deaths of those murderers should be just a coincidence.

But Chu Xiong was terrified by the death of those murderers.

He probably thought that he would be chased to death by the big boss at any time, so he was always in panic and became a drunkard.

In Yang Fei's impression, although this Chuxiong is useless, he is still very good to Chuxiu. He is really like his own daughter, and no one can tell that he is wrong.

Yang Fei let out a long sigh.

"Forgive me, I really didn't mean it, I'm just afraid of death! I dare not set fire, you go back and tell the big boss, and beg for me. For ten years, I have kept my mouth shut and never told anyone After that..."

Yang Fei said in a deep voice: "Chu Xiong, remember, your kindness saved your life!"

"What do you mean?" Chu Xiong asked in a daze.

Suddenly, Chu Xiong felt a pain in his neck, his head sank, and he passed out.

Yang Fei ordered: "Dewey, you and the turtle, take him home, don't touch the things in the house, and pretend that nothing happened."

"Understood, Young Master Fei." Dewey and Shan Gui carried Chuxiong upstairs again, and still threw him on the sofa. When he sobered up, he might really forget everything that happened tonight, right?

Just treat it as a dream, and wake up without a trace and no trace, how good is it?

Several small cars slid out of the darkness without making a sound, and drove towards the provincial road.

Yang Fei leaned back on the car seat, his thoughts racing. For a while, he thought about the tragedy ten years ago, and for a while, he thought about the little things with Chu Xiu.

Those deliberately forgotten lives come to mind like movie pictures.

"Master Fei, are you going back to the provincial capital?" Mouse asked.

"En!" Yang Fei said, "Go to the Royal Garden."

"Okay, Shao Fei."

Back in the provincial capital, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

Yang Fei said to everyone: "I ran back and forth all night today, you all worked hard, take a day off tomorrow."

The mouse smiled and said, "When the plane with less flying is bought back, we won't have to go on a business trip so much trouble."

Yang Fei said: "The plane will arrive next month. I've always been so busy that I don't even have time to invite the captain and stewardess! You people are all ignorant, if only you could fly a plane?"

"..." Mouse and the others looked at each other speechlessly, and the group fell silent.

This night, Yang Fei couldn't sleep at all.

All he could think about was Chu Xiu.

Do you want to tell Lao Yan?

Do you want to tell Chu Xiu?

Would exposing Chu Xiu's background be a blessing to her?

Chu Xiu is in high school, which is the most important turning point in her life. If I tell her, will it affect her future development?

But, with such a big secret, can Yang Fei really keep it secret?

The most pitiful thing is Lao Yan. After losing his family for ten years, it was such an emotional moment to find his own daughter back.

Why did Yang Fei deprive him of the right to recognize his relatives?

Tossing and turning, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

No matter how difficult the group encountered, Yang Fei never suffered from insomnia.

Tonight, Yang Fei suffered from insomnia.

The sun rises in the east, and the morning light is getting brighter.

It was three poles in the sun, and it was past nine o'clock.

Yang Fei finally stopped forcing himself to fall asleep.

He got up, took a shower, changed his clothes, went out, and knocked on the door of Jiang's house opposite.

"Brother Yang Fei!" It was Jiang Xiaojia who opened the door.

Today is the weekend.

Jiang Xiaojia smiled happily: "Come in, brother Yang Fei!"

Yang Fei smiled slightly and walked in.

Jiang Xiaojia asked with concern: "Oh, Brother Yang Fei, what's wrong with you? Why are your eyes so red?"

"It's okay, I didn't sleep well last night." Yang Fei rubbed his eyes, saw that she was the only one in the room, and asked, "Where are your parents?"

"They're all out. It seems that someone is going to get married. They should all go to the wedding!" Jiang Xiaojia smiled sweetly, "Sit down, I'll make you tea."

"No need, Xiaojia. Are you free?"

"Oh, I'm free, I'm not lazy, I have been rehearsing Caiwei's dance. I have to go to the dance studio in the afternoon and rehearse with Sister Lin and the others!"

Lin Feiying has already found all the dancers and is rehearsing intensively. By then, Yang Fei will be of great use!

Yang Fei smiled and said, "Have you finished your homework yet?"

"It's done, I finished it last night."

"Let me take you to eat delicious food! Shopping! Shopping!"

"Really?—Is it okay?" Jiang Xiaojia put on a cute smile.

Wan Aimin was too strict with her daughter. Since she was in high school, Jiang Xiaojia was not allowed to go out casually, let alone go shopping casually.

The current Jiang Xiaojia has become a lady of every family who doesn't leave the door and never leaves the door!

Yang Fei laughed and said, "With me here, no one will lecture you!"

"That's right! My mother is also most afraid of Brother Yang Fei!" Jiang Xiaojia smiled happily, "I haven't gone out to play for a long time! I'm so happy!"