Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife Chapter 612 Going Alone to the Meeting (4)

Xiao Yebai was thinking of swearing.

After so much trouble to wait for these sisters, well, if they’re not accusing him of squandering the family wealth daily or coming over to scold him, in the end, there’s still no benefit to him.

That’s why he had long ago lost any desire to et or talk with them. Yet, this bunch of stupid pigs loved to, whether it was to nitpick in the past, or now claiming to want to help, to stick to him and his wife.

Being dumb, they should just stand aside and do nothing. He told them to wait for three days, yet they couldn’t even do that, this most basic thing, an instinct of living creatures, to be lazy and gluttonous, could he not say that their minds were even dumber than pigs?

When he reached the foot of the mountain, Zhan Dapeng’s car was parked there, with a door open, waiting for him.

Seeing no other cars, Xiao Yebai pursed the corners of his mouth.

Zhan Dapeng sat in the car, shouting to him under the thunder, "Second brother, get in the car. No other cars co here. The rain is pouring. Third brother arranged it."

The third and the fourth were obviously teaming up to force him to take this car only.

With no choice, Xiao Yebai got into the car and said to Uncle Qi as he left, "If anything happens, listen to Mr. Zhang."

"Got it, Mr. Xiao," Uncle Qi nodded, his expression even more solemn amidst the rain.

Zhan Dapeng stepped on the gas.

"When did you get here?" Xiao Yebai wiped his wet hair with a towel in the car and asked.

"There wasn’t much going on at the office. Everyone was just watching. When Xiaolian ca back, I handed the work there over to Xiaolian. Actually, third brother had a feeling it would be better for to co over earlier. After all, Xiaolian’s fists are not as hard as mine," said Zhan Dapeng, flashing a smile that revealed teeth as sturdy as iron while ntioning the word ’fists’.

When it ca to fighting, one could tell from their stature that among a group of brothers, none could compare to Zhan Dapeng. In fact, Zhan Dapeng’s family, the Zhan Family, was a martial arts family that originated from boxing.

The Zhan Family’s boxing was rooted in folk combat, hogrown and highly practical. It was said that back in the old days of China, with the dock business, forming gangs and factions was common. The Zhan Family’s boxing techniques helped the family firmly establish their position on the docks of Shanghai.

In modern tis, the Zhan Family had remained among the world’s top contenders in the dock business.

Xiao Yebai glanced at those teeth that looked like iron fists, uninterested.

In this world, where brains are fought over, fists don’t play much of a role. But irrespective of that, Zhang Sanfeng’s consideration was not wrong; with Zhan Dapeng around, at least the other side would have to think twice before throwing punches at will.

The strength of two people was undoubtedly greater than that of one.

The car traveled through the dark rainy night and, following the route map sent by the other side and GPS positioning, arrived at a sparsely populated area.

A sleek black house stood alone, far away from the city and also distant from any village.

After the Ferrari stopped, Xiao Yebai didn’t open an umbrella and instead quickly leaped up the steps to the house’s front door. Zhan Dapeng, without any intention of finding a place to park after turning off the engine, simply left the sports car and followed Xiao Yebai.

The two n entered the house one after the other through the wide-open door.

No one opened the door for them. It opened automatically, or more accurately, it was remotely controlled by soone.

In the house, it was indeed empty.

Where’s the advantage in a situation like this? Don’t even ntion if the other side wants to take the chance to tie them up. Perhaps the other side no longer has such plans, so they simply leave no one behind, avoiding the risk of being used by Xiao Yebai and his company for leverage.