In Liu Zhizhong's mory, his godfather is a man of great strategy.
The man who can now beco the head of the Southwest Conference is really more than just a smiling tiger.
His strategies and plans are almost perfect, but it's a pity that I, Liu Zhizhong, have died.
Turning white-haired overnight, closing doors to visitors for half a year, what kind of father-son relationship is this?
Liu Zhizhong feels deeply honored and equally deeply emotional.
At this mont, he really wants to see his godfather.
However, it's nightti now, and he doesn't want to disturb too much.
So, he says to Qian Xuan: I still have the house keys, I'll go ho first. You can take the fish with this vehicle, drop off, leave so fish, and I'll have a private eting with my godfather tomorrow noon, then we'll talk, okay?
Qian Xuan says, "Well, given your special status, it indeed needs to be kept confidential. So, let's do as you said, I'll send you ho first. Tomorrow night, how about you and your father visit Qian Mansion as guests?"
"Sure, no problem!"
Hence, Qian Xuan directly sends Liu Zhizhong back to the large villa over there.
As expected, the villa has always been maintained, the garden is still beautiful and grand, filled with roses that Lu Yui loves.
Inside the house, everything is brand new, nothing has changed from the past.
Everything seems to be waiting for its owner to return once more.
Qian Xuan and his n help Liu Zhizhong put the necessary fish into the complete live fish tank before leaving.
Liu Zhizhong strolls in the garden, inhaling the fragrance all around, truly feeling comfortable and at ease!
He walks around inside the house, every plant, every object feels so familiar.
He even rembers Feng Xiaoyue. Oh, right, the nanny, hehe...
Qian Xuan said, she went to Germany for graduate and doctoral studies and hasn't returned for two years, probably planning to immigrate there!
These days, why do more and more people want to move, to rinse off?
Isn't it said that the outside world is full of turmoil, while the scenery here is unique?
Maybe, only those who have moved know why?
People need so ti to listen to their own inner voice, right?
Can't always… just listen to what others say and blindly believe it, right?
Must have so logic and judgnt of your own, right?
In the current textbooks of the Wale Republic, from elentary school onwards, there is a required course: logic!
And does the Great East Pot have it?
Why does Tiandu not need cultural tourism promotion? No need for too many cultural tourism hotspot events to drive traffic?
Sorry, it's already in the textbooks!
Liu Zhizhong finally sits down in the garden pavilion, with a gentle breeze, sipping tea, enjoying the night view, not too bad.
It's just that the brightness of the Provincial City's lights is enough, but the pollution of the night sky is also serious.
This villa area is a little better.
Other areas, don't even ntion.
Liu Zhizhong also thinks about going back to the other ho in a few days!
The one that Zhao Yan bought, where Yang Bingbing will manage a bit, and Lu Yui and Zhao Han sotis co back from Singapore to live there. After Liu Zhizhong left, they no longer returned to Shuangxin Valley.
Just as Liu Zhizhong is staring at the blurred crescent moon in a daze, the beams of car lights sweep over, and a customized luxury stretched Bentley slowly drives into the yard.
Liu Zhizhong pauses, once the driver gets off, he recognizes imdiately, isn't that Third Sister Zheng?
In the night, Third Sister Zheng is just as beautiful and charming as she was back then.
Her alabaster skin, sexy figure, under the cool, green-leaf patterned red miniskirt, more enticing and alluring.
Once Third Sister Zheng gets out of the car, she sees the lights coming through from the pavilion.
She takes a closer look, seeing a bronze-skinned stranger sitting inside the pavilion.
This man also stands up, looking at her.
Third Sister Zheng hesitates, thinking maybe this isn't a guest arranged by her father? How could her father do this? This is Brother Zhizhong's house!
Imdiately, Third Sister Zheng's face turns slightly cold, carrying a limited edition luxury bag, she steps briskly with light steps over.
"Hey, who are you? Why are you at my brother's house? Did my dad ask you to co?"
Her voice is just as pleasant as it was back then.
Liu Zhizhong is sowhat emotional, stepping forward, welcoming the beautiful woman approaching the pavilion, speaking softly, "Third Sister, I am Brother Zhizhong. Do you still rember my voice? Do you still rember ?"
"Ah? You…" Third Sister Zheng stands there as if struck by lightning, covering her red lips, completely unable to believe, this is truly Brother Zhizhong's voice!
Liu Zhizhong smiles, exuding an exceptional aura in the night, "Third Sister, I am still alive, but you must keep it secret. Things are very complicated, inconvenient to say much. But I am Liu Zhizhong, without a doubt, only my appearance has changed. And my current identity is Chi Zhongshui, President of the Wale Republic, the founding President!"
"Oh my... you…"
Third Sister Zheng is incredibly excited, indeed seeing clearly, this is the face from the news, recently very hot.
However, she remains cautious, "You say you're him, so you are? Nowadays, disguise techniques are too advanced! Several have already made a living imitating Brother Zhizhong's voice, aren't you just a mimic?"
Liu Zhizhong chuckles, saying, "Third Sister, your cautiousness reassures . Here, let recount for you. You are Third Sister Zheng, your brother is called…"
Liu Zhizhong of course recalls nurous details, revealing them all, many hidden secrets of the Zheng Family, spoken outright.
Eventually, he even reveals his old account passwords, which are what Third Sister Zheng is currently operating, directly breaking her guard.
"Brother Zhizhong, it is really you? My God, my God…"
Her small feet hop slightly, her delicate body trembling, the bag falls to the ground.
The next second, she embraces Liu Zhizhong's neck, hugging him tightly, tears already flowing, sobbing:
"Brother Zhizhong, it really is you, I've missed you, missed you so much!"
"Dad misses you, mom misses you, we all miss you…"
"You being alive is just wonderful, truly wonderful…"
"Can you try to persuade dad and mom? They want to marry into Tiandu, but I don't want to go, my heart only has you…"
"…"
My God, Liu Zhizhong's mind is struck with a massive impact.
Is it again going to sacrifice Third Sister, to achieve godfather's political ambitions?
Third Sister's feelings, evidently on , I… I knew before, only I couldn't act, now...
Now... ah!!!!
Liu Zhizhong never expected, Third Sister Zheng kisses his lips.
The fragrant, tender red lips, with a slight mint scent, ignite a fiery passion in Liu Zhizhong.
It's been quite a while, not having done anything, he's also really yearning!
But this… this is the daughter of my godfather...
But this… even a President needs a personal life, doesn't he?
Returning ho, Third Sister's affection, how should Brother Zhizhong respond? How to evade?
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