Chapter 864

While Black Widow was discussing with Wei Po, Ning Hongzhuang was staring at Ye Tianlong who was eating a sandwich at the Yuan Café downstairs, her pretty face asked solemnly:

"What did the godmother tell you?"

When I looked at Ye Tianlong, the lips that hadn't been dry for many years, and always kept red and moist, were slightly raised.

Ye Tianlong ate most of the sandwich, and then took a sip of Ning Hongzhuang's coffee:

"Talking about the homework, then, she gave me 100 million yuan, a villa, two cars, by the way, let me enjoy your body."

Ning Hongzhuang almost kicked Ye Tianlong out, repeating Ye Tianlong's words one by one:

"You said, the godmother didn't say about hitting the mandarin ducks, and gave you the car, the villa, and the cash. By the way, let you enjoy my body?"

Ning Hongzhuang joked: "Are you talking about my godmother? It sounds like a stepmother."

Ye Tianlong shrugged: "If you don't believe it, ask her yourself."

He also took out the bank card: "By the way, this is the card she gave me, saying there is 100 million in it."

Ning Hongzhuang took the bank card and glanced at it, confirming that it was Black Widow’s card, but still had a look of suspicion: "Isn't this giving you a breakup fee?"

"Why do you always doubt?"

Ye Tianlong was very dissatisfied. He stretched out his hand and patted Ning Hongzhuang's legs, feeling the richness and greasiness: "I doubt the godmother who nurtured you for many years."

"Why can't we trust more among people?"

Ning Hongzhuang patted Ye Tianlong's hand eating his own tofu, and then put the bank card back into Ye Tianlong's arms: "Now I kind of believe you."

"You didn't say anything bad about your godmother from start to finish, so she really didn't say anything that disgusted you."

Ning Hongzhuang said quietly: "No, to be precise, you were bombarded by her sugar-coated shells, otherwise you won't always praise her and quarrel with me."

"Congratulations, Mr. Ye, even my godmother can settle down, can you tell me how you fooled her?"

She still didn't quite believe that the black widow's money was not to let Ye Tianlong leave her, but to let him take care of herself better.

This is in serious conflict with her cognition.

Ye Tianlong sighed: "I really didn't fool her. Everything I said was true. If I really want to say anything, it would be two games of chess..."

"Play chess with godmother? Lost all, right?"

Ning Hongzhuang looked like Ye Tianlong knew nothing about life and death: "Although the godmother is an amateur playing chess, Mingjiang can beat her with so many hands."

"Many chess players don't even have the courage to play against the Nanhan chess king Jin Shengshou, but godmother has to play three games with each other every time."

"Although he has never beaten the opponent, Jin Shengshou admits that Godmother has a good talent."

"If he started playing chess at a young age, it is estimated that his chess king position will be handed over to godmother."

She snorted: "So you play chess with your godmother, it's just humiliating yourself."

Ye Tianlong's eyes narrowed slightly: "Chess King? Golden Sacred Hand? That Chinese origin, of Han descent, but ashamed of Chinese identity, naturalized Nan Han, also represented Nan Han, played ten Chinese chess players, and clamored to reporters Huaxia but Such a golden master? No, it should be said that it is Liu Goudan."

Ning Hongzhuang was taken aback, then nodded: "You know a lot."

"No way, I'm always sensitive to scum."

Ye Tianlong smiled: "Unexpectedly, Godmother played a lot of chess with him."

Ning Hongzhuang's eyelids twitched and hurriedly explained: "Godmother and him have no interests, but have the opportunity to ask him to play some chess."

"Godmother really wants to beat him once, to give a sigh of relief for China, and for this, she also accepted Jin Sheng's request for 10 million rounds."

Her slender fingers closed together: "Even if she knows that ninety-nine percent of the money will lose, she still looks for opportunities to fight Jin Shengshou!"

Ye Tianlong's eyes lightened a little: "That's how it is."

Ning Hongzhuang seemed to know that the topic was not pleasant, so the conversation changed: "By the way, what happened that night?"

She still did not forget the topic.

Ye Tianlong breathed out a long breath, and then briefly told Ning Hongzhuang about the night's affairs, and finally took out his phone to call up the photos of Di Kuangtian:

"This person, you should have seen it? He is the person Huo Zicai is looking for, and one of my enemies, a very dangerous person."

"I was worried that he would be unfavorable to Xiaolan and Caiwei, so I rushed back."

"In fact, I also fought a fierce battle, but now we have wiped out our grievances, and he will never trouble us again."

He concealed the thing about the Oriental: "So that night, I didn't care about you, but I knew that you would not be in danger, let alone I arranged for someone to protect it."

"I didn't go back to you in time, but also fainted. I woke up and felt weak. I didn't make a call because I knew the phone could not be explained clearly."

Ye Tianlong took the initiative to get rid of Ning Hongzhuang's blackening of herself: "But I really keep thinking of you in my heart."

"No, restore 20% strength, I will come to you immediately."

He was very pitiful: "What I said is true. If you don't believe it, you can look at my wounds. Are there many new ones?"

Ning Hongzhuang understood the ins and outs, and Qiaolian had a trace of apology: "Tianlong, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

"If you are injured, don't rush to find me. You said, if the wound breaks or leaves a sequelae, won't I regret my death?"

Ning Hongzhuang grabbed Ye Tianlong's hand: "I'll take you to the hospital, no matter how well you check it, I know many experts."

"It's okay, I slept all day and night, and it's much better."

Seeing Ning Hongzhuang's anxious face, Ye Tianlong felt warm in his heart: "My body is different from ordinary people. One day off is equivalent to one week."

Ning Hongzhuang stared at Ye Tianlong, her eyes full of care: "You didn't lie to me?"

Ye Tianlong shook his head lightly, then pinched Ning Hongzhuang's small mouth: "You are so smart, how can I fool you?"

"What do you want to eat later? I'll treat you."

Ye Tianlong smiled: "Godmother's task, I want to complete one by one, test the car, test the house, test the money, test the people..."

"Try your head!"

Ning Hongzhuang knocked Ye Tianlong on the head, and then also announced the storm that night:

"Lin Shaoqing and the others bumped into the car with a group of Nanfangs that night, and both parties drank again, so they started to fight."

"Nan Hanren are all good taekwondo players, so Lin Shaoqing and the others suffered a big loss."

"Not only were a dozen people knocked over, the fingers of a few Gangcheng boys were broken, and three beautiful girls were eaten tofu."

She described what happened that night: "They originally hoped that Huo Zicai, who had rushed over, could lead the bodyguard to get a little bit of face."

"But it turned out that Huo Zicai met the Nan Han people and they had a good relationship, so Huo Zicai ignored Lin Shaoqing and the others.

Ye Tianlong smiled faintly: "Aren't Lin Shaoqing and the others depressed?"

"It's really depressed, but there's no way. If you can't do it yourself, and Huo Zicai doesn't help, what can you do? I can only swallow.

Ning Hongzhuang's conversation turned: "That group of Nanhan people are very skilled, and they are also very vicious."

"After overthrowing Lin Shaoqing and the others, they have to cut off their ten fingers one by one."

Ning Hongzhuang said quietly, "If we hadn't rushed there in time, it is estimated that more than three people would have broken their fingers."

Ye Tianlong asked, "What is the origin of that group of Nanfangs?"

"The two giants of Nanhan, Lexing Electronics and Tianhuan Entertainment, the core figure of that group of Nanhan people is Shaodong, Park Dongyuan of Lexing Electronics."

Ning Hongzhuang reminded Ye Tianlong: "Piao Dongyuan has a good skill. The bodyguards next to me can hold up to three rounds under their hands, one to eight."

Ye Tianlong raised a slight smile: "Hua Xia has such a tense relationship with Nan Han, these people are so arrogant in Mingjiang, it's almost death."

"They dare to be arrogant, they naturally have their capital, forget it, let's not talk about them..."

Ning Hongzhuang looked at Ye Tianlong with a serious expression: "Let's talk about our business."