1820: C1820 A Greeting Gift from a Godson

C1820 A Greeting Gift from a Godson

Loong Zaikong Young Master Long was quite innocent.

He was sent out by Loong Family to bid for that piece of Black Dragon Pearl.

In the end, somehow, a gunfight broke out and the Black Dragon Pearl was taken away.

I can't blame him for this, can I?

He didn't know there would be robbers there.

Who would have thought that a phone call would go home and his father would scold him.

The reason he had scolded him was actually because he did not understand the news of the Yin Dragonpulse, causing his Loong Family to be put in a passive position in an important matter.

Do you think this matter is unjustified?

He was clearly here to buy jade and no one had told him to pay attention to other things.

Loong Zaikong was in a bad mood and didn't want to go home, so he didn't dare to stay in such a chaotic place like the Northern Frontier.

He thought to himself, just come to Beijing.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven, there was no need to worry about his safety.

Who knew that right after he had adjusted his mentality, he would come to the safest place of entertainment, Seven Stars Association of Jinghua.

Before she could let go of him to play, an explosion occurred.

This made Young Master Long have an illusion.

The robbers had chased him here.

Of course, he wasn't so arrogant as to think that he was important.

A bunch of robbers wouldn't be able to chase him from the northern border to the capital.

After all, ever since his sister Loong Chengcheng had been abandoned by the Loong Family, his position had plummeted.

He really didn't have much money on him. It was worth it for a group of robbers to chase after him from afar.

He only wondered why even Beijing had become so unsafe.

Of course, that didn't matter.

If Beijing wasn't safe, he would go home.

He did not believe that there would be anyone else who would run into trouble in the deep courtyard house of the Ming Zhu Loong Family.

What he was most concerned about was whether or not the black-faced beggar had been killed by him.

The man who had just died after losing a large pool of blood suddenly jumped up.

Was this a fraud, or was this resurrection?

The answer was none of them.

The blood all over the ground was at most a prop for making movies.

The one with the black face was not the beggar, but the young killer, Spurs.

On a main road in Beijing, a Bmw car was speeding along.

The spurs driving the car had an expression of being wronged. He wanted to avoid Ye Xiaodao's hand that was patting his head, but he didn't dare to.

"Idiot! Idiot!" "If you can't even put on an act, then what can I expect you to do in the future?"

Jack cursed loudly, not to mention his fierce expression.

They had come here in an ingenious way and had successfully assassinated Hua Yeshen in front of Shen Qingwu, attracting the two women's attention.

But during the operation, Spurs' performance was really hard to accept.

Just a moment ago, Lili hadn't even touched him, yet he had added fuel to the fire, screaming miserably as he fled. This was truly embarrassing the face of Jack, his brother-in-law.

It was too fake.

A perceptive person only needed to calm down and think about it. They would be able to see through the problem.

Wasn't this obviously causing Shen Qingwu to become suspicious?

"Fortunately, teacher is here. Otherwise, our operation would have been a complete failure."

Ye Xiaodao slapped the back of the spurs again, then turned towards the white-browed elder in the back seat and smiled in a flattering manner, "Teacher, your elegance is incomparable.

If it weren't for the fact that you took action at such a crucial moment and put a great amount of pressure on Shen Qingwu, she wouldn't have ran out with us.

Speaking of which, teacher, your disguise technique has reached the peak of perfection.

And your sword art.

I never knew your swordsmanship was so brilliant.

You never taught me that. "

Ye Xiaodao's doggy look got a spurs from a horse as he mercilessly rolled his eyes.

However, after rolling his eyes, he turned back to look at the person in the backseat with a look of admiration.

To foreigners, Chinese martial arts was a huge mystery and attraction.

This was the first time Spurs had seen a real Chinese sword technique. Of course, just like his brother-in-law, he also wanted to learn it properly.

The white-browed elder and the white-browed elder in the back seat were Qin Yuguan.

Previously, when the four Avians had been assigning tasks, Qin Yuguan's mission was to attract Hua Yeshen's and Shen Qingwu's attention.

Using a hunting method to force Hua Yeshen to not return to the Flame Valley.

Because of this, Qin Laoqi specially summoned Ye Xiaodao and Ma Ci to his side. After carefully planning for a while, the scene in front of the Seven Stars Club door appeared.

At most, the duration of the mission would be three days.

Three days later, Lao Qin was about to leave. He definitely couldn't let Shen Qingwu find out his true identity.

This was why he disguised himself as the white-browed elder.

As for why was his sword-arts so profound?

Is that important?

"Do you want to learn the sword?"

Qin Laoqi tidied up the white beard that was plastered on his face and asked softly.

Ye Xiaodao nodded with a face full of piety: "I want to learn."

"Good, then I have the Upper, Lower and Lower Swords here. Which one do you want to learn, or do you want to learn them all?"

"Of course I want to learn them."

"Alright, then let's start with the most basic next sword technique. What do you think?"

"Sure, sure."

Ye Xiaodao nodded his head like he was talking to a chicken. He couldn't wait to start learning the high level sword art right now.

In the end, Qin Laoqi raised his hand and slapped him hard on the forehead as he scolded, "What a fart. You dare to say that I'm an old man? The sword technique you use is to use a sword?"

"No, it's not that you said … ah, it's not a sword attack, it's not a sword attack."

Ye Xiaodao wanted to cry.

He truly didn't expect that his stoic teacher would still play with things that had long been used up on the internet.

Qin Yuguan smiled: "Then do you still want to learn?"

"I'm not going to learn, I'm not going to learn. Teacher, take a good rest."

Ye Xiaodao immediately turned around and saw Ma Ci's dark face come close to him: "Brother-in-law, what's the next sword? If you don't want to learn, I want to learn. "

"What the hell are you trying to learn!?" You are already despicable enough. Drive well. "

Ye Xiaodao slapped on the Spur's head.

It was like an inheritance. It was something that belonged entirely to Qin Yuguan. It would slowly pass down through the generations.

The car, under the manipulation of the spurs with a wronged look on their faces, turned and drove off the main road, heading towards the outskirts of Beijing at a breakneck speed.

Behind him was the sportscar Shen Qingwu had snatched from him.

Just like that, Miss Shen and Hua Yeshen, who vowed to catch the killer, walked eastward, further and further from the Flame Valley.

The night was getting darker.

Under the control of Qin Yuguan's secret chest, Hua Yeshen, who should have gone to Flame Valley in the first place, shouldn't have been able to go there.

As for the other women of Lee Nanfang's, they should not have had anything to do with Flame Valley, but they were currently in danger of being forcefully brought there.

General Hospital of Jinghua.

Chiang Morann teased a young boy who had just been born three days ago.

The boy's mother lay beside him in the hospital bed, a motherly smile on her face.

It was hard to imagine that a girl from an arts school, who had never had a tomorrow and never knew who she would marry in her entire life, would one day become like this, full of maternal love and responsibility.

The continuation of life was indeed the most magical event in the world.

However, no one knew who the father of this child was.

Even the mother couldn't be sure which one of the four young masters had been teasing her previously.

Whoever it was, she decided.

She would never let her children have any sort of connection with those dandy young masters.

"Dr. Chiang, can you give my child a name?"

The mother on the bed looked at Dr. Chiang and said this.

Chiang Morann was slightly taken aback. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but the name she recalled should be related to the father of the child.

However, the moment the words left her mouth, she immediately swallowed them back down.

She really wanted to give Lee Nanfang a child, but she never made any move. In the end, she naturally loved all the children.

Especially this miraculous little boy in front of her. With just a glance, she was incomparably happy. Only then did she gain a deeper understanding of the mother and child's situation.

In the end, of course, he knew the cause and effect of the matter.

This child's father was simply a non-existent existence.

Unless we do a DNA test, we won't know who it is.

However, it was obvious.

The mother and child did not have such thoughts. In fact, she was even prepared to not let the child's biological father appear in front of them again.

At this moment, the reason why she asked Dr. Chiang to give the child a name was entirely because Chiang Morann had taken care of them and made the mother of the child truly approve of her.

"Well, all right. Xu Jia, I like this child very much. Why don't I take him as my godson? For a godmother like me to give him a name is definitely true. What do you think? "

Chiang Morann really liked children, so she didn't hesitate to propose the idea of recognizing her son.

The girl named Xu Jia from the art school was of course looking forward to it.

Having been hospitalized in the General Hospital of Jinghua for so long, even though Xu Jia was just a patient, she definitely knew more things than most patients.

As a woman who could climb onto the bed of a famous young master in Beijing, the way she looked at others was essential to her cultivation.

Putting everything aside, just by looking at who had the most power and influence, he had the ability to do so.

For the past two days, Chiang Morann had been staying in her room.

Originally unwelcome, she would often be taken care of by all sorts of chief doctors in the obstetrics and gynecology department. It was to the point that yesterday afternoon, even the Principal of General Department had come to stand here for a while.

On the surface, they were here to look for a patient.

But in actuality, after the General Department Principal entered, she only had eyes for Chiang Morann, and her tone of voice was extremely courteous.

As the chief surgeon, how could Chiang Morann, the principal of General Department, be so courteous?

This meant that there was an even more powerful figure hiding behind Dr. Chiang.

Xu Jia did not know that Dr. Chiang was a woman that could live in the house of a lord in the Supreme Security Office Bureau.

However, she was very clear that if the two of them wanted to live a peaceful life, they would have to hug Chiang Morann's legs.

Only then did he make use of this opportunity to ask Dr. Chiang to give the child a name.

After he mentioned the name, he must have said it out loud to recognize the godmother or something like that.0

Unexpectedly, Chiang Morann took the initiative to make this request.

How could Xu Jia refuse? She quickly nodded and said: "Ok, thank you, Dr. Chiang. Mother and son are both people who have a hard time. Being able to have a rich person like Dr. Chiang to take care of us is a blessing that a child cultivated in his previous life. I, I kowtowed to you. "

"Don't, don't say that. If I had a godson, I would have taken advantage of him." What are you thanking me for? "Xu Jia, wait a moment. I'll prepare a greeting gift for my foster son. I'll also think about what to call a child when I'm at the same time.

Chiang Morann was overjoyed. She stretched out her hand to hold Xu Jia down.

After returning the child to her mother's bosom, she turned around and walked out of the ward with light footsteps.

It was true that Chiang Morann was going to prepare a "meeting gift" for her godson.

However, before she prepared her greeting gift, there was something she needed to clarify.

The direction they were heading towards was precisely the third floor's archive. She wanted to find out who the child's biological father was.

Behind her, three figures in black suits quietly followed.

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