Chapter 981 The Final Escape 8

Chapter 981 The Final Escape 8

Zhang Haike appeared in front of the Xie family wrapped up like a mummy, scaring the doorman.

"Excuse me, sir."

"Zhang Haike."

Okay, please come in.

The people of this Zhang Ye are, well, very distinctive.

To be honest, Zhang Haike's appearance made everyone sit up.

It was the first time they had seen this thing.

Hei Xiazi and Zhang Qilin have only seen the bloody corpse.

This is the first time I've seen a head wrapped so that only the eyes, nose and mouth are exposed.

Xie Yuchen: . . . . .

I have material for my midnight dreams.

"Chief, I'm here."

Zhang Haike’s words made Zhang Qilin look away. Then he took another look and thought, well, it wasn’t pretty.

"sit down."

Zhang Qilin pointed to the stone bench under the shade of the tree.

Zhang Haike went over obediently and reported his progress.

Zhang Qilin: . . . .

Blind people are still better looking.

Jiang Chuan observed for a long time and couldn't believe that this was Zhang Haike, so he walked over, poked his shoulder, and sent a little bit of energy to him, which would allow him to recover slowly and his face would not hurt too much.

Zhang Haike: . . . .

Xie Yuchen walked over and brought Jiangchuan back.

Don't make trouble.

Jiang Chuan whispered to Jie Yuchen, and then to Hei Xiazi, and also gave him some energy.

Black Bear: . . . . .

Xie Yuchen: . . . . .

Well, stop talking about it. They don’t want to listen. The plastic surgery process is not appetizing.

They had just finished eating.

When Zhang Haike left, Zhang Qilin went out to see him off. He felt relieved when he saw Xiao Zhang waiting for him at the door.

In the following time, they couldn't find the Zhang family.

Of course, Zhang Rishan is an exception.

Zhang Rishan: . . . .

Of course, no one wants to mention such unlucky things.

Zhang Qilin and his team came here this time because of the blind man’s eyes. They said that they would be back in a month at best and three months at worst.

No need to look for them next time.

No one can catch them unless they want to.

Xie Yuchen said he understood.

So before leaving, Xie Yuchen had already prepared things for them.

By the way, Zhang Qilin and Hei Xiazi are no longer illegal residents.

They can drive a car.

"You can't say that Mr. Hua is generous, right, dumb?"

Zhang Qilin nodded, then stepped on the accelerator and drove out.

In a flash, Hei Xia Zi’s soul disappeared:...

"Depend on you, dumb"

Jiangchuan let go of his hands and took Huahua home.

Outside the Xie family’s gate, an inconspicuous black car stopped.

The guy saw the man's stern expression and immediately went in to report.

After hearing the announcement, Xie Yuchen raised his hand and said, "Let him in."

As soon as Zhang Qilin and his friends left, Wu Sanxing arrived.

He wanted to hire Zhang Qilin and Hei Xiazi.

Xie Yuchen glanced at him with a half-smile and left.

If someone is dead, don’t pretend to be dead.

I thought I had a lot to say, but suddenly I don’t want to talk anymore.

Wu Sansheng left with a very bad look on his face, but who cared?

The person I cared about no longer had any expectations when he was 8 years old.

Jiang Chuan saw that Jie Yuchen was in a bad mood and handed him a piece of osmanthus cake.

Jiang Chuan, who thought he was really good at coaxing people, continued eating.

Anyway, he can't gain weight, he's a bottomless pit.

Housekeeper: That’s great. The head of the household can eat now.

The boss has been getting a lot better recently.

Xie Yuchen was looking at the pastry in his hand. Jiang Chuan was sitting on the windowsill next to him, nibbling on a piece of red bean cake he had gotten from somewhere, like a squirrel hoarding food.

The sunlight outlined his soft profile, and his long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, making him look innocent and harmless.

"Jiangchuan." Xie Yuchen suddenly spoke.

"Hmm?" Jiang Chuan turned his head blankly, holding half a piece of cake in his mouth, with some cake crumbs still on the corner of his mouth.

Xie Yuchen looked at him, and deep in his eyes was a softness and determination that others could hardly see.

Jiangchuan tilted his head and looked at Huahua.

"Nothing." Xie Yuchen's voice returned to its usual coldness, but with a little more warmth than when speaking to outsiders. "I just want to tell you that today's rice cakes are very sweet."

Jiang Chuan was stunned for a moment, then he smiled with curved eyebrows, like a cat that was stroked and felt comfortable, and nodded vigorously: "Yes! I want more tomorrow!"

He shook the remaining half piece of mung bean cake in his hand. He had hidden a lot of it.

Who understands? He likes rice cakes the most.

But some people just can't be dispersed.

A week later, it was probably the real Wu Sanxing who came.

What a pity, never see you again.

The butler appeared silently at the door of the study, standing with his hands hanging down: "Master, Mr. Wu San has sent another visiting card."

He paused and added, "He's waiting outside the gate. He won't leave until he sees you."

The warmth on Xie Yuchen's face disappeared instantly, and his eyes were ice-cold, which showed that he didn't understand what people were saying.

Jiang Chuan didn't look at the housekeeper, he just stared at Xie Yuchen: "He's annoying."

It's not a question, it's a statement.

Xie Yuchen looked at Jiang Chuan's state that changed instantly, and the cold and violent aura in his heart was strangely smoothed out a little.

He raised his hand, wanting to rub Jiang Chuan's head out of habit, but stopped mid-air and instead straightened his slightly messy collar.

"Yeah, annoying." He responded indifferently.

"Let him go." Jiang Chuan said in a calm tone.

Xie Yuchen's eyes flashed with a faint smile, and he said to the housekeeper: "Did you hear that? Master Jiang said, let him go."

The butler bent even lower: "Yes."

He turned and walked away, his steps even quicker than when he came.

With what Master Jiang said, even if Wu Sanxing died at the door, there were still "decent" ways to make him "get out" away.

The guys in the Xie family have been looking forward to showing up in front of Master Jiang recently.

Everyone is strong-willed.

Outside the gate, Wu Sansheng's face turned pale.

He didn't expect Xie Yuchen to not let him in a second time, and he didn't expect the housekeeper to come out and say expressionlessly, "Master Jiang said, get out."

That tone is so arrogant.

Pan Zidu was about to take action, but was stopped by Wu Sanxing.

"Master Jiang? Which Master Jiang?!" Wu Sansheng suppressed his anger.

The housekeeper didn't even raise his eyelids: "Of course it's the head of the family, Mr. Jiang. Mr. Wu, please come in."

He didn't finish his words, but just slightly turned sideways to reveal a few assistants behind him.

The guys had calm eyes and stood casually, but Wu Sanxing, who had been in the underworld for a long time, instantly felt the silent sense of oppression - that was the indifference of someone who had seen blood and could see blood again at any time.

This is the person that Xie Yuchen has spent a lot of money to support, a real assassin.

It’s not Xie’s, it’s Xie Yuchen’s.

Wu Sanxing felt a chill in his heart.

He knew that Xie Yuchen had changed, but he didn't expect him to change so drastically, with such an evil spirit around him.

How come he doesn't know.

Jiang Chuan: Because he doesn't like to go out. Besides, if you know Jie Lianhuan, you won't know him because you've never met him. The Jie family is an iron wall, not a sieve.

"Okay...very good!" He gritted his teeth, turned away, and walked away with a look of embarrassed anger behind him.

This time, he completely understood that the door of the Jie family, along with the last bit of bond with the eight-year-old child, was closed to him, Wu Sansheng, forever.

In the study, Xie Yuchen stood by the window, watching Wu Sansheng's car disappear around the corner, with no expression on his face.

Jiang Chuan had sat back on the windowsill at some point, holding a piece of golden pumpkin rice cake in his hand, nibbling it in small bites, as if the words "let him go away" he had just said casually.

The sun shone on him, making him feel warm.

He really hates people with many schemes, but he likes flowers.

"Huahua," Jiang Chuan suddenly spoke, still holding a cake in his mouth, his voice a little slurred, "He stinks."

Xie Yuchen turned around and looked at him: "What's the stench?"

"That person," Jiang Chuan pointed in the direction where Wu Sanxing disappeared, wrinkled his nose, and looked disgusted.

Xie Yuchen was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly.

The laughter was soft, but sincere.

Yes, rotten calculations and old conspiracies, don’t they stink?

He walked up to Jiang Chuan, leaned over, and gently touched his forehead against Jiang Chuan's.

"Yeah," Xie Yuchen's voice was soft after laughing, "He stinks. Our Jiangchuan smells the best."

Jiang Chuan was a little confused by this sudden intimacy, the tips of his ears turned red, and he even stopped chewing the cake.

“Flowers are the most fragrant.”

He couldn't help but kiss her, lips touching lips.

Xie Yuchen took a bite of the sweet and soft food that was warm from her body temperature, "Mm, sweet."