Meimei was about to go out for a walk in person, when the phone rang, it was Yan Mingshun, who had been missing for several days.

"Meimei, I'm at the gate of the Xiao family."

Meimei screamed, and with a flick of the microphone, it flew out like a small cannonball, startling Xiao Se and Zhao Xuelin, but they saw that Meimei was no longer visible.

What is this stimulating?

Yan Mingshun leaned on the back of the car, looking at the familiar gate of the Xiao family, at this time he felt that he was not dreaming, but really back!

And the experience of the past few days is not a dream, but a real thing.

Although he is still Yan Mingshun now, he has another identity-

Helian Qing's righteous son, Helian Ce's righteous brother.

In fact, until now, he has not yet figured out Helianqing's true identity, and on the surface he seems to be indisputable and terminally ill, but he can dispatch helicopters and command the special forces of the army......

There are many, many staggering performances, and Yan Mingshun knows that this half-dead middle-aged man is definitely not an ordinary small role.

The Zhao family is not comparable at all, but he is also very strange why there is no Helian family among the famous families in Kyoto.

He asked Brother Cheng about this, but Brother Cheng did not answer, only said that he would slowly understand in the future.

However, Brother Cheng still nodded, he said that some things were deliberately placed on the bright side to attract people's attention, but the really important treasures were hidden tightly, and not many people knew.

Yan Mingshun understood as soon as he heard it, according to this inference, the Zhao family should be a treasure placed on the bright side to attract people's attention, and Helian Qing is a treasure that is well hidden.

Now this treasure has become his father-in-law, and it can be regarded as his backer!

Suddenly having such a big backer, Yan Mingshun always had a feeling of floating in the air, and he didn't feel more down-to-earth until now.

"Brother Ming Shun!"

The voice of morning and evening thoughts appeared at the door, and the people who thought about it day and night were full of people......

No, standing there in a dusty manner, Yan Mingshun's floating heart immediately dragged back, looking at the strangely dressed eyebrows in disbelief.

Black clothes, not fitting at all, loose and fat pants, and a face tightly covered by a hat, at first glance, looks like a street gangster, where is still his beautiful and lovely little princess.

"Meimei, what are you going to do here?"

Yan Mingshun was stunned for a few seconds, hurriedly stepped forward, hugged his eyebrows on the car, and started the car, and when Zhao Xuelin and they chased out, they only saw the speeding car, and they were sprayed with exhaust fumes all over their faces.

Meimei also felt strange, when did Yan Mingshun buy a car?

No, she noticed just now that this car is a military license plate, and money can't buy it, where did Yan Mingshun get this car?

She looked down at her outfit and smiled smugly, "Am I like a man?" ”

Yan Mingshun looked at her dotingly and smiled: "No, how can a man have such a nice voice." ”

Meimei's heart was as sweet as drinking nectar, and he glared coquettishly, but he said: "Flamboyant tongue!" ”

Yan Mingshun drove to Wangba Teahouse, this teahouse is Brother Cheng's lair, and the boss behind the scenes is Brother Cheng himself, who is not afraid of being heard if he whispers here.

He and Brother Cheng are grasshoppers wearing a rope now, and they can still be trusted for the time being.

"Brother Ming Shun, where have you been these days? I didn't have a phone, and I was dying......"

Yan Mingshun led Meimei to the private room, and as soon as he closed the door, he pressed Meimei against the wall, blocking the chattering little mouth, and quenching his thirst for lovesickness!