Rebirth: I escort the male god

Fengjian Pavilion is a cooperative unit under the jurisdiction of S City. It is a public welfare organization dedicated to information capture and finding missing persons. It is similar to the previous intelligence agencies, but Fengjian Pavilion is somewhat special in that it is managed by a private boss together with officials from S City, and the boss has absolute say.

They didn't expect that this powerful Fengjian Pavilion was actually related to Ji Zhong, and from the tone they spoke, it seemed like he looked down on them.

Brother, wake up, that’s Fengjian Pavilion!

"Do you know about the transaction between Qin and Fengjian Pavilion?" Feng Rucen asked.

If it was just the Tan family, he would not be very afraid, after all, it was just a declining family. But if the prosperous Fengjian Pavilion was added, he could not guarantee that he could protect Xiao Qi well.

Thinking of this, his tone couldn't help but be a little anxious.

Ji Zhong glanced at him calmly and said, "Don't worry, Fengjian Pavilion never does business that harms people for money, and Qin's arrogant attitude is probably unbearable for anyone."

With her arrogant look, as if the world revolves around her, I guess only a masochist could accept it.

"Are you sure?"

This concerns Huo Qiyan's safety. Feng Rucen dare not gamble on any uncertainty. He has almost lost his spirit several times, and this time he will not allow any mistakes.

Ji Zhong: "Sure, I still have some say in Fengjian Pavilion. I have issued a death order and will never harm Xiao Qiyan, but I don't know about a certain Ji family."

Following his line of sight, everyone couldn't help but look at Ji Bai who was calmly drinking red wine. Noticing their gazes, Ji Bai sneered, "Don't worry, I know the Ji family well. Tan Wang doesn't have the ability to bypass me to mobilize people."

The people in the Ji family are elites cultivated by him step by step, and they would not obey the orders of an outsider.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to discuss what to do next, Ji Zhong suddenly spoke up, "Have you forgotten that the head of the family has absolute say, and you are not yet the head of the Ji family."

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Several people looked at him in surprise and said, "Dude, please don't talk in such a scary way. And why are you looking so tense? What's the matter with you?"

Ji Bai's expression did not change, "Don't worry, the dead won't speak."

clap clap clap!

Wen Nian was very upset. "Brother, the head of the family died, and you are applauding? Have a little conscience."

Although he didn't have that thing, he would not miss any opportunity to choke someone to death.

"I'm not cheering, but I'm sighing at how skilled Mr. Ji was. He managed to kill the head of the family quietly, and I, the second heir, didn't receive any news." Ji Zhong still looked nonchalant, but his words were extremely cold. "But Mr. Ji, you're telling me this in front of me now. Aren't you afraid that I will report you?"

"Can you?" Ji Bai asked instead of answering.

He didn't think Ji Zhong said this in order to snatch the Ji family from him. Instead, he heard a hint of satisfaction in that indifferent tone. This guy really hated that damn old man.

In the past, he was unable to do it due to his illegitimate status, but now that he knows that the other party died at his hands, he is probably sighing that he deserved it.

Feng Rucen didn't want to listen to their family fight, "Then will Xiaoqi be in danger? I need to make arrangements in advance."

"No need to deploy," Ji Zhong nonchalantly played with the wine glass in his hand, his face gloomy, "Instead of letting those rats hide in the gutter all day long to plot how to steal food, I prefer to put a big piece of cheese in their gutter and watch them fight to the death for the cheese."

Everyone turned their attention to him, "What do you have in mind?"

Ji Zhong: "My method definitely requires your cooperation..."

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Huo Qiyan exited the social software and looked at the time on her phone. It was already eleven o'clock. Why hadn't her brother come back yet?

Could it be that Boss Wan is deliberately making things difficult for him?

Huo Qiyan thought about the time Feng Rucen left. They had lunch at six o'clock, so even if he was late, he should have eaten at half past six, and then talked about cooperation. At least an hour and a half would be enough. It would end at eight o'clock, so there would be three hours left. Including the time for the second round, it would be enough. Why hasn't he come back yet? Could something have happened?

Thinking that Feng Rucen didn’t even bring his secretary today, she felt worried and wanted to give him a call to ask.

Just as he was about to dial the number, he heard the sound of an engine in the garden, and he quickly jumped off the sofa and ran towards the door.

When he arrived at the door, he saw that it was indeed Feng Rucen's car. He waved his arms excitedly, "Brother!"

Feng Rucen had just closed the car door when he heard Huo Qiyan's joyful voice. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with smiles. "Why haven't you slept yet? Did you forget the time while playing games again?"

Especially when he saw someone running out without wearing shoes, the smile in his eyes turned into worry, "Xiao Qi, it's cold at night, why don't you wear shoes again?"

It would be fine if it was hot in the summer, but it was already autumn now and the autumn in S City was still very cold, with the temperature in the early morning only seven or eight degrees. Because Huo Qiyan had a bad habit of not wearing shoes, Feng Rucen had no choice but to ask Aunt Wu to cover the floor of the house with furry carpets, as well as the stairs and the corridor on the second floor, wherever Huo Qiyan went back.

Hearing Feng Rucen say this, Huo Qiyan instinctively lowered his head to look at his feet, then he remembered that he seemed to be too excited just now. He got down directly from the sofa and passed the entrance without wearing shoes. He seemed to be a little cold at this time.

But before he could step back to put on his shoes, he had already soared into the air, and instinctively wrapped his arms around Feng Rucen's neck, "If you catch a cold tomorrow, ask Aunt Wu to make you a week's worth of cold tea."

Every time the seasons changed, Huo Qiyan would catch a cold once or twice. He would collect some medicinal herbs from Old Liang, make some cold tea and keep it at home. Whenever someone showed signs of a cold, he would make a pot of it and drink it.

Perhaps because he had been drinking Chinese medicine for a long time before, Huo Qiyan was very resistant to it. He had to be coaxed for a long time before he was willing to drink it. But there was also a good thing, at least he would take care of his body and reduce the chance of catching a cold.

"Brother...it's just...can you please not drink? I'm in great shape!" Huo Qiyan looked at him carefully and flatteringly.

In his eyes, that bitter stuff was no different from a deadly poison, so he would never drink it!

Feng Rucen carefully put him on the sofa. Seeing that he didn't say anything, Huo Qiyan thought he disagreed. Just as he was about to try again, he felt a chill on his left hand.

His eyes moved down and saw a silver platinum ring on his left middle finger. It was a very simple style. "Brother, what is this?"

Is it an engagement ring? Although it is very simple, I like it inexplicably.

Feng Rucen gave Huo Qiyan a pair of bracelets with a location sensor inside.