Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

"Master, Doyle has started to appear frequently recently. I can confirm that he is not dead. You absolutely cannot go back."

Chen Zheng was afraid that his master would fly back if he lost control, so he could only tell the truth:

"We all know how many enemies you have. Although Doyle's power has collapsed, there are still others who are even more brutal than Doyle."

This is why Mu Fucheng rarely returned to China in recent years. Even when Mr. Mu came here before, they only met secretly outside.

My frequent return trips to China last year have made some people alert.

In fact, Mu Fucheng would not go back at this time even without Chen Zheng's persuasion.

Not to mention the people from the Mu family, he didn't dare to take risks with An Nansheng.

Now, the farther he stayed from them, the better it would be for them.

Chen Zheng was about to persuade him again, but was stopped impatiently by Mu Fucheng:

"Shut up."

"What do you want me to say?"

Chen Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and laughed:

"I hope you don't act impulsively. I'm really afraid I won't be able to stop you."

Mu Fucheng clicked on the video again.

Chen Zheng came over and couldn't help but say:

"The young lady seems quite calm and must be aware of what's going on. Sir, let me tell you something you may not like, but she came here before you were around. Now she's becoming more mature and experienced, and she will definitely be able to handle these troubles calmly."

Mu Fucheng glanced at Chen Zheng coldly:

"You know I don't like it, but you still say it. Have you become bolder recently?"

Chen Zheng coughed and said, "After all, we still have the old man, right? The old man will never let anyone hurt the young lady, including Jian Yunzhang."

It is because of the old man that Mu Fucheng can still sit here and watch the video. Otherwise, how could he sit still?

There were footsteps outside, and Chen Zheng immediately said:

"Master, Master Lou is here."

Before the shadow of the person came, the voice came first:

"Brother, I heard that Dao Er is back?"

Chen Zheng: "That should be the case, Master Lou. Those people in the east have been collaborating frequently recently, and I suspect it's Doyle's doing."

Lou Zhe took a few steps forward with his long legs and sat down opposite Mu Fucheng with a majestic posture.

"If he has the guts, come back and I'll kill him."

Mu Fucheng didn't even look up, his eyes fixed on his phone: "Have you finished what you have on hand?"

Lou Zhe shrugged. "Not yet. Justin's grandson played dumb with me. I have to go back again. Doing business with these white people is troublesome and not pleasant at all."

Mu Fucheng glanced at him.

Lou Zhe is one quarter white, but his bloodline is not obvious. He has black hair and black eyes, and only the outlines of his facial features have a hint of Western blood. His skin is also whiter than Mu Fucheng's.

Seeing Mu Fucheng actually watching videos, Lou Zhe was stunned:

"Brother, you're actually playing with your phone too?"

"Have you taken a fancy to that internet celebrity? She has a nice voice and is pretty. Let me take a look at her."

Before he could put his head over, Mu Fucheng turned off the screen and put away his phone.

"Tch, stingy."

Said with an ambiguous smile:

"I follow several really pretty streamers. Do you want me to introduce them to you?"

Mu Fucheng changed the subject expressionlessly:

"There's no need to waste time talking to Justin. The more you talk to him, the more indecisive he becomes. There's no need to go there anymore. Just have someone pass on a message, and he'll come looking for you on his own."

"I understand." Lou Zhe came over and said, "You really don't want it? Brother, you're already this old, don't you think your bed is too big and empty?"

Mu Fucheng said coldly: "Get lost."

Lou Zhe really rolled away: "I'll give you a big gift later."