The place where Ji Lao lives is the famous BaiCaoYuan. There are many rockeries and fountains in the garden, which seems to be decorated according to the style of Jiangnan. It has a special charm. Almost all the people who can live here are seniors, so the security is very strict, and all the foreigners are registered.

After finishing all the formalities, according to the address Ji Shaohua sent him, he came to a courtyard. Perhaps the old people like quiet, vaguely see the garden, not far away there is a pavilion.

"Here you are. Come in with me."

Ji Shaohua appeared behind him and led Zhang Cheng in. On the way, she told Zhang Cheng that she invited him to dinner alone this time because the old man wanted to thank him alone. After taking his medicine, the old man felt that he was ten years younger and his mental outlook was much better.

Felling marrow powder is a panacea. If you take it by yourself, you can enter the stage directly. It's not normal for ordinary people to be a few years younger.

After a while, they saw the old man. He was sitting in a pavilion. The stone table was full of vegetables, waiting for him.

Seated, Ji Shaohua gives Zhang Cheng a glass of wine.

"Mr. Ji, you will enjoy it. I'm afraid the courtyard is a lot of money. Just look at the style of the water town." Zhang Cheng pointed to a potted evergreen tree in the distance.

Ji Lao laughed and said, "ah Cheng, I'm old. I don't know why I like this kind of tune. Look at this table, except for the meat, it's all my own. Don't mention that your medicine is really effective. After I took it, it seems that all the diseases in my body have been cleared away. Today, I'm not even acid in my waist. Well, if only you could be my personal doctor. "

Zhang Cheng smiles and doesn't answer.

Perhaps the old man smelled the wine on Zhang Cheng's body and asked, "ah Cheng, did you drink before you came here? You smell like a lot of wine. Young people drink less wine. "

Zhang Cheng smelled the speech, raised his sleeve and smelled it. It really tasted a little big. Then there was a bitter smile.

Ji old see, let Ji Shaohua leave temporarily.

"Now you can say that I came here. Go ahead. " Looking at the old man's concern for himself, Zhang Cheng felt warm in his heart.

He told the old man what happened in Zhao's mansion today.

Then the old man laughed. But Zhang Cheng didn't understand why he was laughing? Do you speak so funny?

When Ji Laozi laughed, he said slowly: "you, you have great ability, but this brain is not easy to use. You're his husband. Don't you believe her? Do you think Zhao Qingyu is that kind of person? Which eye did you see the girl of Zhao family accept the man? It's not out of thin air. "

Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years. Zhang Cheng thought it over carefully. It's true. The stone in my heart finally fell to the ground, and I was in a good mood. Go back not to find her divorce, such a wife ran how to do.

But at this time, Ji suddenly stretched his head over, pointed to Ji Shaohua not far away, and said mysteriously: "what do you think of Shaohua? Is it beautiful? "

Of course, beautiful, especially the temperament, no doubt. Ji Shaohua seems to be aware of something and turns his head. Zhang chengchong smiles at her and nods, but he doesn't understand what Ji always means.

"Do you like Xiao Kexin? Is it cute? " Ji said again.

Of course, it's lovely, especially the face. People really want to pinch it. When they think of the way Xiao Kexin came to Ji's house that day, it's cute.

"In that case, if you leave the Zhao girl. Come to my Ji family. As long as you come, Shaohua is your wife. The age gap can be filled with love. It's not a problem. Kexin will become your daughter. If you don't want to, Ji Jianguo will tell you clearly that you will inherit all the property of my Ji family. How's it going? "

At the moment, Ji Lao smiles, just like a daisy in the sun. Is there such an elder? Although Zhang Cheng was a little shaken in his heart, he still refused.

Ji Shaohua goes back to the pavilion and eats slowly. Zhang Cheng looks at her. Although Ji Shaohua is in her thirties, she is as well maintained as a girl in her early twenties. It seems that time has not left wrinkles on her face. I feel that if Ji is old, I can think about half of it.

When he left, Ji Lao took Zhang Cheng's hand and said, "ah Cheng, some of my old friends have some problems more or less. Can you help them have a look when you have time?"

Zhang Cheng agreed. Ji Shaohua drove him back to Zhao's home.

Halfway through, Zhang Cheng suddenly received a short message from Zhao Qingyu, which made him feel strange. She never sends a text message to herself. Usually she calls when she has something to do. She opens the text message slowly and looks at it.

It says: Zhang Cheng, Zhao Qingyu is in our hands. You are limited to arrive at the West Wharf 2303 warehouse before 9 o'clock. Otherwise, we don't guarantee whether this chick will have a scar on her face. We will tear the ticket when we call the police.

"Miss Ji, drive to the West Wharf." Zhang Cheng's face was not good, his fist was clenched tightly, and his eyes twinkled.

Although Ji Shaohua was puzzled, he sent Zhang Cheng to the West Wharf. It was better not to ask about personal privacy. After arriving at the destination, Zhang Cheng let Ji Shaohua leave. It's not good to involve people who have nothing to do with it.West terminal is the largest container placement station in the city, with hundreds of millions of goods coming and going every day. The variety of warehouses is dazzling.

Zhang Cheng took out his mobile phone and took a look at the time. There was still half an hour left. It was a little tight.

1001、1002、1003…… 2001…… 2101…… 2201……

Zhang Cheng looked at them one by one. It seemed that he was worried.

It's only three minutes.

Now, 2303 warehouse.

Zhao Qingyu was tied to a pillar with a cloth on his mouth.

Sobbing, sobbing --

scar's face looked at the time and wiped his dagger on his clothes. He slowly put the blade on Zhao Qingyu's face, patted it a few times, squinted and said, "don't blame me, girl. It's only your little white face who is not obedient. "

30 seconds, 20 seconds, 10 seconds, 5 seconds, 1 second.

Zhao Qingyu closed his eyes, tears can't help but stay, but the picture of Zhang Cheng leaving today comes to his mind, and his eyes shed a trace of sadness.

Scar face will knife across Zhao Qingyu's face, just ready to start.

"I'll pay you back a thousand for your stroke." Zhang Cheng's figure appeared at the door. He looked at Zhao Qingyu who was tied to the post and clenched his fist.

Actually let her cry, will let you pay the price.

"Sunny and rainy! Are you all right? " Zhang Cheng shouts. Seeing Zhao Qingyu shaking his head, he puts it down. Fortunately, I caught up.

At the moment, Zhao Qingyu saw Zhang Cheng coming alone, crying like a tearful person, and his mouth was purring.

Scar face laughed, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "should I say you are stupid, or should I say you are stupid. A man, looking for death? "

"Oh, I'll make you die rhythmically. If you're right, it's me. " Zhang Cheng stares at scar's face with sharp eyes, not daring to relax.

Scar face untied was tied to the pillar, Zhao Qingyu, left hand grabbed her neck, right hand will dagger thrown to Zhang Cheng, and want to talk about a deal with him. Zhang Cheng frowned. What do you have to do with him?

"He said Zhang Cheng bent down and picked up the dagger. Since he threw it, he was not afraid to get it.

The deal is