Chapter 1134 Tinghou Extra Story: Big Dream Past Life

That night.

  The moonlight is desolate, and everything is silent.

  Quan Hanting sat up, turned his head to look at Shen Hou who was sleeping soundly, and got out of bed lightly.

   Then pushed open the door of the next room.

  Under the dim yellow light, on the wooden cradle bed, separated by a white dust-proof veil, the little guy who was supposed to be having a good dream was looking around with big eyes.

  Quan Hanting sighed, it really was this time again...

  He stepped forward, lifted the veil, fixed it on both sides, and then lowered his head to look at the little guy: "You, why did you wake up again after you didn't sleep at night?"

  The voice is low and slow, and the eyes are warm and soft.

  Like wind music flowing in silence, a ray of light shed in late autumn, it is the most terrible thing when a cold person is gentle.

  The three-month-old baby couldn't understand what the adults said, but just grinned and kept smiling sweetly.

   "You know how to use this trick to deal with me! Do you really think your father is sure?"

   "Wow... ah..." The little hand also started to wave.

   "I don't know how to repent, and I make progress."

   "Hmm..." The little girl seemed to know that she was rejected, her smile was hidden at a speed visible to the naked eye, her head was tilted, her big watery eyes were staring at him, vaguely revealing a hint of accusation.

   "Okay, okay..." Quan Hanting looked helpless, "If you want to eat, you can eat, your father is willing, now the head office is okay?"

   As he spoke, he leaned over and picked up the little guy.

   Don't look at him doing it easily, but it is the result of practicing countless times with a pillow.

  First use one hand to gently support the little girl's head and neck, and the other hand to support the little butt, and then support the whole head.

   "Hiss..."

   Peed again.

   "You, you can still laugh, don't you know it stinks? You don't care at such a young age, what should you do when you grow up?"

   "Whoa...Puff..."

   "Still spitting! Little smelly smelly."

   "Puff puff!"

   "It's Little Smelly!"

"Puff puff-"

   "All right, all right, you don't stink, you are the most fragrant."

"Wow…"

  Quan Hanting: "?"

   After skillfully changing his daughter's diaper and patiently putting the little one to sleep, he quietly exited the room.

   At this time, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

  Backing to the next door, Quan Hanting lay down lightly, and soon fell into a light sleep state.

  He had that dream again.

  In the dream, he was still him, but there was no Shen Yu.

  He disbanded Phaeton four years in advance, left Ningcheng and returned to Zhanao.

  Grandfather made an exception and allowed him to enter the Presbyterian Hall to receive training as an "heir" with An Zizhao.

  In the first year, every day was a training ground, cafeteria, dormitory, three points and one line. He and An Zizhao are like robots, expanding their potential to the limit, and then professionals will analyze their various index data, and then accept a new round of extreme challenges.

  During the period, all training is closed, no going out, no holidays, and outsiders are not allowed to visit.

   In the second year, I started to survive in the wild. Their footprints are all over the most dangerous areas in the world, including the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, tropical rain forests, snow-capped mountains, swamps, and dangerous cliffs.

  In the third year, the two separated, An Zizhao began to get involved in some of Anjia's industries, and Quan Hanting also took over the Tianjue Group from Yi Fengjue.

  And this is only part of the actual combat drill, the rigorous training of heirs is not over yet.

   It wasn't until the fourth year that the two entered the "black prison" and came out alive after three days. This training, which was personally checked by the ten elders of the An family, strictly selected topics and performed abnormal assessments, really came to an end.

   Everything that followed seemed to be logical. An Zizhao succeeded the head of the An family, and Quan Hanting officially took charge of the Tianjue Group.

   According to the plan of their parents, the two of them took every step steadily, taking the road of "superior" better than the former.

  Tianjue Group has developed rapidly under his hands, and within ten years, it has become an existence comparable to An's.

  Grandfather once praised him personally—the young phoenix is ​​as clear as the old phoenix!

  In addition to living a life that remains unchanged, life began to be uneventful, and Quan Hanting, who has passed his age, seems to have no regrets.

until…

  An Zizhao's second child was born, but he was still alone, so his grandmother asked Elder Yue Wuqing to make a divination for him.

  The hexagram shows that the person he is destined to be in Ningcheng, China—

  Fourteen years ago, he founded the Phaeton Group.

  Quan Hanting didn't think so, but in order to reassure his elders, he took Chu Yujiang and Ling Yun there himself.

  Things are different and people are different, Ningcheng is no longer what it used to be.

  He found the family surnamed Shen, who was said to be a local rich and famous family, and even had a rather resounding name - "the head of the four major families in Ningcheng"!

   But in his eyes, they are like ants.

   It is not even necessary to find the real Shen family to inquire, just a gray-haired old gardener is enough.

  The old gardener's surname is Ding, and the Shen family calls him "Ding Bo".

   "Let me ask you," Quan Hanting said condescendingly, "Is there any woman in the Shen family whose zodiac sign is a dragon. She should be... thirty-four years old this year."

  Ding Bo was brought here blindfolded, and now he is sitting on the ground trembling, "No...no..."

   "Think carefully before answering."

   "Dragon..." Ding Bo froze as if thinking of something.

   "It seems that there are quite a few, say—"

   "I remember that Miss San and Miss San seem to be dragons."

   "Oh? Where is she?" According to the investigation, there are only two young ladies in the Shen family, one is Shen Ru and the other is Shen Yan.

   "Dead, dead."

  Quan Hanting frowned, but his mood didn't fluctuate much. After all, he was just a stranger.

  But I still asked one more question: "How did you die?"

   "She was in poor health and died four years ago."

   “…um.” is an understatement.

  Quan Hanting let the old gardener go, and left the next day, and never set foot in Ningcheng again in his life.

  He lived to be sixty years old and died in an elaborate assassination.

   No wife.

   No children.

  …

  Quan Hanting opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was the dense night, his back was covered with a layer of cold sweat.

  He turned his head and glanced at the sleeping woman beside him.

  Heart, get peace at that moment.

he thinks-

   Sure enough, dreams are always reversed.

   Tomorrow, another couple’s episode will start. Who else do you want to see? You can leave a message and try to be satisfied.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)