Rebirth: You Save Me with Your Deep Love

"Mrs. Chu, the first five minutes have passed. Congratulations. The next five minutes will come soon. Next, two parallel lines will appear on your son's arm..."

"My hands are very steady, they don't shake at all. I believe I can draw this parallel line beautifully..."

In the video, Chu Tingyun's fair face was almost covered with tears and snot. He sobbed and asked Chu Xinduo for help, "Mom, it hurts so much..."

Mei Li seemed unable to bear it any longer, so she grabbed Chu Xinduo's arm and consoled her, "Madam, Salvador can be taken back later; but the young master's life cannot withstand such torture."

Yes, Chu Tingyun’s body can’t stand the torture!

Chu Xinduo leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and finally made up his mind. He pressed the red gold flower table on his wrist, as if turning on a call button, and a man's rough voice came from the other side.

"Ma'am, what are your instructions?"

Chu Xinduo looked at Chu Tingyun's bleeding arm in the video and gritted his teeth and said, "Notify everyone to evacuate El Salvador immediately."

The person on the other side hesitated for a moment after hearing this, and then confirmed: "Madam, is this everyone? Including the Black Dragon Society and the Qingdao Sect?"

Those people came all the way here just to get a piece of the pie, and now they haven't done anything yet, so will they agree to withdraw from El Salvador?

How could Chu Xinduo not think of what my subordinates can think of?

But now, he was already in a difficult situation. No matter what, Chu Tingyun must not die.

"Let them withdraw first, and we can discuss the conditions later." Chu Xinduo said, and then reminded him worriedly: "In extraordinary times, extraordinary measures can be taken. I only look at the results."

"Yes, ma'am, I understand."

As expected, both the Black Dragon Society and Qingdao Sect were unwilling to return empty-handed after hearing the order to withdraw from El Salvador immediately.

Some are even ready to disobey orders.

Fortunately, Chu Xinduo's men were strong enough, and they used threats and inducements to pacify those people.

Ten minutes later, the people who had originally surrounded Chu Tingfeng completely dispersed.

Chu Xinduo looked at the people in the video and said sternly, "I have already evacuated the people. You leave there immediately."

After making sure that all of Chu Xinduo's men had evacuated, the masked man was also quick. After placing the frightened and injured Chu Tingyun on the sofa, he immediately led his men away.

After confirming Chu Tingyun's safety, Mrs. Chu calmed down and looked at Mei Li. Her voice was rarely weak, "Come with me to see him!"

"Yes, Madam." Even though the other party did not say it explicitly, Mei Li knew that the "he" was referring to their eldest master Chu Tingfeng.

Chu Tingfeng was still in the same place, but there was an extra table in front of him, a set of blue and white porcelain tea set, and the water in the kettle had boiled, bubbling with steam.

Chu Tingfeng had an injured arm and was unable to move, so Murong Jing took over the task of washing the cups and making tea.

After Chu Xinduo got off the car, he looked at the steam rising from the table and smelled the scent of tea... It was obvious that someone was waiting for him!

This son is the most like himself, ruthless, decisive, and strategic.

It’s just a pity that my ambitions did not follow my own.

After Chu Xinduo sat down, the second cup of tea was just poured into the cup. Murong Jing pushed the teacup to both sides, "Madam, please!"

Although Chu Xinduo has always lived abroad, he has done in-depth research on China's tea culture.

After picking up the teacup and taking a sip, he put the cup down and had no intention of drinking any more.

Chu Tingfeng put down the teacup and looked at the lady opposite him who was still elegant and graceful. His tone was gentle and soft, as if he was just there to taste the tea.

"In the Bulang Mountains on the Sino-Myanmar border, there is the oldest Bulang village. The profound feeling they have accumulated over thousands of years of wind and frost is all condensed into this cup of bitter tea."

Chu Tingfeng casually fiddled with the tea leaves in the tea box. The strong bitter tea smell hit him in the face, a little too strong.

"Lao Man'e, this is probably the most bitter tea. I think you can't get used to it. Try this one!"

Chu Tingfeng said as he took out a new bag of tea and placed it in front of Chu Xinduo.

Murong Jing quickly cleaned up the table and prepared the tea-making utensils again!

Chu Xinduo picked up the tea bag on the table, put it under her nose and smelled it. "Jingmai, the ancient tea trees grow in a natural oxygen bar that is like a dream, a painting, and a fairyland. The tea trees naturally mix with various plants, thus creating the orchid-scented and highly recognizable Jingmai tea."

After Chu Xinduo finished speaking, he personally made a pot of Jingmai. The aroma was overwhelming, which well concealed the bitterness of the Lao Man'e just now.

Chu Tingfeng did not touch the glass of Jingmai in front of him. Compared to this, he still preferred the bitter one of Lao Man'e.

"The person who just broke into Tingyun's residence was sent by you, right?"

"Yes." Chu Tingfeng did not deny it, nor was there any need to do so.

"Since you know of his existence, you shouldn't..."

Chu Tingfeng raised his head, interrupted the other party, and shot his sharp eyes directly at Chu Xinduo, "Not only do I know he exists, I also know why he exists."

Chu Xinduo frowned slightly, and used the time of drinking tea to cover up the unnaturalness for a moment, "What do you mean? He is your brother, my son."

Chu Xinduo said this, constantly comforting herself that the matter had always been done very secretly and no outsiders would know about it.