Looking forward to the stars

At night, Feng Fan came back from outside, followed by Tong Yuanfei.

"You're back."

Zhan Chen greeted him, Feng Fan kissed him on the forehead.

"have you eaten?"

"have eaten."

Feng Fan stroked Zhanchen's cheek, his dark eyes were full of love and affection.

"Zhanchen, you go upstairs first."

That man named Huang has been sitting on the sofa since he arrived. Zhan Chen didn't have time to accompany him, but Jing Ming sat with him all night.

"Jing Ming, you also go back to your room."

After leaving the two of them, Feng Fan sat down.

"What did you find?"

Qi Bo brought red wine and stepped back, while Tong Yuanfei stood behind Feng Fan.

Huang picked up a glass and looked at the maroon liquid. The shiny glass reflected his deep but gloomy facial features at the moment.

"At present, only one contact person, code-named 'Silver Hook', is the No. 31 person in the [-]st incident. The behind-the-scenes conspiracy is too deep, and it will be difficult to find out for a while."

Feng Fan was concentrating on his thoughts with a serious look on his face.

"On the road?"

"I once contacted Dai Moko, the leader of the emerging gang in Malaysia. Your suspicion is in the right direction."

"How many clues do you have?"

"That's all, but..."

Huang stopped and looked at Tong Yuanfei.

"No one touches the property under your name, but someone wants to kill you..."

"You don't need to say it."

Feng Fan also picked up his glass, but didn't drink.

"If you weren't from the underworld, you wouldn't need me... Do you still need my help?"

"Being not."

"Okay then, I'll contact you when I need it. I'll be leaving first. It's a headache to deal with in the help."

"Uncle Qi, see off the guests."

Huang stood up and tidied up his clothes, glanced upstairs, with a light arc on the corner of his mouth, and left in satisfaction.

Tong Yuanfei stared at him like a greedy civet cat.

"Yuan Fei, you go to rest too."

"Yes, sir."

Tong Yuanfei retreated, Feng Fan sat on the sofa for a while before returning to the bedroom, Zhan Chen seemed to have fallen asleep, and when he lay down after taking a shower, Zhan Chen leaned over to his chest.

"What happened."

Zhan Chen asked softly:

"You look busy lately."

"It's about the company."

Zhan Chen sighed, moved into his arms, Feng Fan bowed his head to kiss him, reached out to turn off the desk lamp, his sandy voice was clear and deep in the silent night.

"Did Jing Ming do anything wrong today?"

When Zhan Chen heard this, his hair stood up, and he asked this out of the blue. Could it be that he knew what happened this afternoon, but after thinking about it, Feng Fan has always cared about Jing Ming's discipline, and this is not the first time he asked him about his situation at home. Don't show yourself off, or little Jingming will suffer tonight.

"No, I will accompany the guests honestly. What kind of person is that Huang? I met him once before. Is he your friend?"

He turned to another question, remembering the last time at the BLUE nightclub, Huang kept looking at him, and that look made him feel that he was comparing himself with someone, Zhou Jin?Did he know her too?

"Forget it, what did he say."

Feng Fan closed his eyes, his thick eyelashes looked like a luxuriant leaf forest in the hazy night, he seemed sleepy, Zhan Chen was stunned for a moment, smiled lightly, moved closer and said softly:

"Didn't say anything, just ask, go to sleep."

The next morning, Zhan Chen woke up earlier than usual. Last night, he had a good dream. The dream was full of Feng Fan. He rubbed his eyes and opened his eyes. What caught his eyes was Feng Fan's handsome and peaceful sleeping face. Zhanchen looked at it for a while with a smirk, the sun came out, and the bedroom was bright red and clear, he moved carefully, Feng Fan's hand was on his waist, as if he was afraid that he would disappear, he was sleeping The posture he had maintained before did not change overnight.

He stretched and walked to the window, opened half of the glass window, and stood on the balcony. The fresh and comfortable air was inhaled into his heart and spleen, and he was refreshed. It was a pleasant morning with green grass and green trees. Zhanchen remembered that there was a stone road leading up from the gate of the villa. From there, there was a vast maple forest. The maple leaves should be red in mid-October. , he suddenly wanted to wake Feng Fan up. When he returned to the bed and was about to speak, Feng Fan had already opened his eyes and was looking at him. Might have scared him.

"I was planning to call you. The weather is fine. Do you want to go for a walk?"

Zhan Chen sat down with a smile, and leaned over to kiss him. Feng Fan didn't seem to have reacted yet. He seemed to have a real feeling when his four lips met. Only then did he feel that this person was by his side, and he didn't leave. He tightened his hands Arms, wrapped around Zhan Chen's shoulders, Zhan Chen landed on the bed, smiling at the corners of his eyes, and greeted him with a long and happy kiss.

"Where do you want to go?"

Feng Fan sat up, stroked his hair, Zhan Chen said with a mysterious smile:

"I'll find out soon, let's go wash up together."

The two packed up and went downstairs. Qi Bo was watering the flowers in the garden. The slender light green water pipes stretched across the lawn. The old man's skillful movements brought people a sense of comfort at home, making Zhan Chen feel more like living on clouds , so happy and sweet that he didn't know what to do, he walked over and said something to Qi Bo, Qi Bo smiled lovingly and nodded, Feng Fan was a little annoyed, he hired a gardener for these things, and Qi Bo did it himself, Zhan Chen Pulling him, he smiled and said:

"The old man can't be idle, it's better to exercise more. Look at him, his wrinkles are showing from his smile. I think he must like to do it very much. If you don't worry about it, I will watch him so that he won't be overworked."

Zhan Chen said as he walked, Feng Fan looked back at the old man's brows and eyes enjoying it, and didn't say any more.

"Does Uncle Qi have no children?"

Zhan Chen was wearing a set of beige casual clothes, Feng Fan was also wearing the same style, but the color was a little darker, they walked out of the gate and walked to the right.

"He joined the family as a servant at the age of 23 and has never been married."

After walking the cobblestone road, it was a three-person-wide flat concrete path. The road was full of autumn, and the maple leaf forest was in front. Zhanchen listened carefully.

"Then he must know a lot about your childhood."

The early morning breeze blew slowly, lifted a maple leaf on the ground, and fell back into the forest. Feng Fan stopped to look at Zhan Chen, then turned his head to look straight ahead, and replied "Yes". For some reason, Zhan Chen felt that There was a sharp pain in his heart, and his expression became a little sad. Fortunately, Feng Fan didn't look at him again. He took Feng Fan's hand and put on a happy smile.

"Run with me. I haven't run in the morning since my junior year. I want to be with you today."

Zhan Chen stepped backwards, stepped on the ground step by step, his innocent smile fluttered in the bright sunlight, he took Feng Fan's hand high and shook it, squeezed it tightly and then let it go, turned and ran into Xiahong Manlin of maple leaves.

Feng Fan stood where he was, watching his back getting smaller and smaller in front of him, the beige cap behind his collar jumped lightly, and it seemed to be slapped on his heart. He chased after him. He sometimes turned his head and smiled at him, seeing him getting closer, and took two steps back to his side, as if to say, I have always been there.

Two days later, on October 21, Feng Fan received a call. It was Master Feng's international call. The annual Mexican business summit was held in Monterrey. This year, it was hosted by Duogezhuang. He was asked to attend. Originally, he didn't have to attend these occasions. , but Master Feng said that he needed his help to take care of some family affairs, and returned home with Feng Chengcheng.

"Young Master, Eldest Young Master returned to China yesterday. Apart from completing an arms deal, he has not acted abnormally in the past month."

"Well, pay close attention to his movements."

"Yes."

Feng Fan hung up the phone and leaned on the back of his chair to meditate. He came back too suddenly this time. He has quit the family business for more than a year. At present, Feng Cheng is in charge of all the management rights of the Kurowa Glock family's properties. No account, but now he is suddenly asked to return to the country. The matter will not be so simple. It seems that before finding out the intention of sealing the process, we cannot take it lightly.

According to the investigation, Feng Chengcheng stopped investigating the "No. 5 Bridge" incident five months ago, and the death of Xiao Si replacing Jing Ming made him believe that he would have no worries. As long as he can use Zhan Chen to restrain Feng Fan, then The matter would not be exposed, so although Feng Fan knew about it, for the sake of Zhan Chen's safety, he would never reveal it, the effect of the agreement is still there.

But Feng Chengcheng is a very suspicious person, so it is hard to guarantee that he has not given up. Hao Dashun, the criminal in the "Random Murder in Beijing" case that happened three months ago, recognized Feng Fan before he was sent to the police car. He was surprised at the time, and later investigated in detail His identity is roughly consistent with the information obtained by the police, but there is a mystery. In the two years before he became a plastic surgeon, Hao Dashun's whereabouts were vague and impossible to verify. There are clues pointing to him as the "No. 2 Bridge" incident that year. Another survivor, because this time it was a capital crime, was quickly executed by shooting.What he said at the time, "Don't even think about leaving, send it down, send it all down" also made Feng Fan very concerned. If his identity is really related to the "No. This is the best thing so far, but if he told other people, it would be difficult to handle. Besides, Feng Chengcheng was negotiating business in China at the time, if he mistakenly thought it was Feng Fan's side leaking the news, then this sudden return to China would be a big problem. For Feng Fan, it was obviously a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

Feng Fan pinched his brows. At the beginning, Feng Chengcheng said that if he heard the name "No. 5 Bridge" elsewhere, he would definitely kill Zhan Chen. How many clues he has now can only be guessed. In the past, if things developed according to the above speculation, it would undoubtedly be the wolf's mouth, but if Zhan Chen is left here, I don't feel at ease. The most important thing is that Jing Ming is the most important witness in this matter, and his safety is even more important. Can't relax.

Things became troublesome, Feng Fan was in a dilemma.

"Yuan Fei."

Tong Yuanfei opened the door and came in from the outside, and stood in front of Feng Fan.

"Master."

"Hao Dashun's whereabouts in the two years before becoming a plastic surgeon will be investigated immediately. Everything is meticulous, especially all clues that may be related to the 'No. Progress, this matter is of great importance, I will give you three days to hand in the information before the 2th."

"Yes, sir."

Feng Fan returned to China on the 23rd, and brought the information to Feng Chengcheng on the 24th, before he had time to block all his actions. Besides, even if Hao Dashun was really involved in that incident, he is already dead and will no longer pose a threat to him. , and there is no need to worry about closing the process.

Then Feng Fan made another call, and they still made an appointment at the BLUE nightclub, but this time without Zhanchen.