Chasing brother for thousands of miles

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Hearing that the other party was obviously letting go, Chen Hongwei was overjoyed, and shouted loudly that he wanted to send his servants to prepare the banquet, and to treat Mr. Qixian and...

He looked at Wen Nianyuan, and vaguely remembered that it was said that Mr. Qixian was always accompanied by a boy in Tsing Yi. Although this "boy" seemed to be a bit older, he was a man from the Jianghu, how could he be judged by common sense.

So he smiled and asked people to welcome the "little boy" down and set up a seat elsewhere to entertain him.

When the little maid tremblingly came to invite Wen Nianyuan, Wen Nianyuan glanced at her inexplicably, apparently not understanding what was going on with this messy family.

Qixian glanced at him, pretended to cough twice, hid her smile without any sincerity, and said nonchalantly: "Qingtong, you go around with others and see the layout of this mansion."

Chen Hongwei, Cui Youde, and Chen Yingrui watched helplessly as a person suddenly appeared from a hidden corner that was obviously empty, bowed far away, and then turned and left.

His speed was so fast that a few people felt that their eyes were blurred, and when they looked again, there was no one else, and cold sweat broke out all over their bodies. After living for so many years, they realized that the head resting on their necks was not secure at all.

At this moment, Chen Hongwei obviously understood that the man next to Mr. Qixian was obviously not a follower, thinking of his unintentional act of treating people as servants, his heart beat faster.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, hero, you see me as a rough person, I can only read the account books, come here, please sit at the table."

Wen Nianyuan didn't take it seriously, it wasn't until Qixian called Qingtong out that he realized what others took him for just now, but he had a cold face, which made the Chen family feel cold and thought they had offended others.

Seeing that Chen Hongwei had begun to speak incoherently, Qixian had no choice but to remind him, "Boss Chen, if we want to have a banquet now, the eldest son's life is really in danger."

"Yes, the hero is right." Chen Hongwei slapped his forehead, "Then what should we do?"

The little fat man who was forgiven looked at his father, and then at the beautiful brother who covered his face. He didn't understand many things, but he understood one thing. His father hoped that this beautiful brother would disappear. Brother got it back.

"Beautiful brother, you can get my brother back, can't you?"

Ever since he found Wen Nianyuan standing there icily, Chen Yingrui didn't dare to rub the corner of Qixian's clothes directly, so he had to move towards the target in small steps, thinking that his small movements would not be discovered.

Wen Nianyuan looked at the child, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Most people—except for the nympho girls—when they saw him and Qi Xian wearing a mask, they would feel that Wen Nianyuan was easier to get close to, and would not dare to get close to Qi Xian.

Why is this little thing turned upside down, it was not frightened to cry by the mask, but it avoided Wen Nian as if it had seen a ghost.

In fact, Wen Nianyuan didn't care about whether a kid was afraid or not, but he felt depressed because this kid was still rubbing the seven strings all the time.

Whenever he sees Qixian's lonely figure standing outside the crowd, he can't wait to throw everyone beside Qixian to create a lively atmosphere for him, but now that someone really wants to get close to Qixian, he feels uncomfortable for no reason .

Qixian didn't notice what the man next to him was doing. He looked down at Chen Yingrui who was moving around in small steps, and curled his mouth, "Maybe."

Cui Youde seized the opportunity to pick up the young master, Chen Hongwei led Qixian and Wen Nianyuan to sit down in the main hall, and first explained in detail the whole story of the disappearance of Chen Yingxiang, the eldest son of the Chen family, and according to Qixian's request, try not to include any details Let go.

The housekeeper wanted to take the young master back to Mrs. Chen's place, but he didn't agree no matter what, and he was the master, so he had no choice but to put him on the seat next to Qixian, and went down to order refreshments by himself.

"Yingxiang hasn't seen anyone for three days." Chen Hongwei complained with a gloomy face.

Wen Nianyuan's heart skipped a beat, for three days, that is to say, before Qixian came, the person surnamed Chen had already disappeared.

He involuntarily raised his head and glanced at Qixian.

But the other party didn't look back at him, his sitting posture remained unchanged, resting his stomach on one hand, his eyes swept across the main hall one by one.

The tables and chairs in the hall look like wood or jade at first glance, warm to the touch, refreshing but without a trace of coldness, and each one is probably worth a million dollars.

And the carpet under the feet is a whole piece of rare silver fox fur. The silver fox is rare, and the princes and nobles also use it to make clothes, but the Chen family uses it to pave the floor, which shows the luxury.

Not to mention the hanging ornaments in the house, although it is really vulgar in terms of display quality, its value is immeasurable.

It seems that the Chen family's business is still prosperous and prosperous, and there is no problem of being strong outside but doing nothing in the middle. The family assets are absolutely enviable.

He lowered his eyelashes slightly, and his eyes fell on the tea brought by the Chen family. The tea soup was clear and clear, and the tea fragrance was even more refreshing.

What's even more rare is that it was cooked well without spoiling the tea leaves.

It seems that the Chen family is not without elegance.

"Since Mr. Chen has been missing for three days, why is the city full of storms today?" Qixian held the teacup, but never drank it, looking up at Chen Hongwei.

Boss Chen looked remorseful, "Yingxiang is much older than Ruier, and has started to help me with my business in recent years. When I come here, I sometimes live outside. If I don't come back for a day or two, we are all used to it." gone."

"This time, two days ago, I just thought he didn't come back from the shop. This scoundrel—" He pointed at Chen Yingrui, and Chen Yingrui flinched silently. When you can’t find it in any store, then—”

He looked at Qixian nervously, Qixian lowered his eyes, as if he was in deep thought.

He found that the details that the Chen family could provide were too few. Chen Yingxiang had disappeared outside, and it was even more difficult to find clues—even whether he was really missing was open to question.

Maybe Chen Yingxiang just lingered in some gentle village and forgot to come back.

Of course, this is just a joke, and there is almost no possibility. After all, no matter how attached he is to the Pink Fireworks Field, the incident about his disappearance has caused a lot of trouble in the city. If he is free to move, he should come back anyway.

There are only two possibilities. One is that Chen Yingxiang is not near Jinguan City and has gone elsewhere; the other is that Chen Yingxiang has at least lost his freedom.

Seeing Qixian's frowning and thinking, Wen Nianyuan couldn't take his eyes off, but suddenly he heard the man's lips open to ask.

"Boss Chen, forgive me, the eldest son of the Chen family and him," Qi Xian pointed at Chen Yingrui, who was sitting beside him because he was just scolded as a wicked person, and was about to sneak away, "Is it born of the same mother? In the past, Chen Yingrui Which one do you prefer, the boss or Mrs. Chen?"

Wen Nianyuan's heart sank, he thought he probably found the reason why he didn't like that kid getting close to Qixian.

The kid who kept looking for his brother kept reminding him of some facts.

For example, Qixian and him were not born of the same mother.

For example, it is well known that the Patriarch of the Wen family prefers the youngest son—that is, Wen Nianyuan.

He looked at Qi Xian who was calmly asking questions with somewhat complicated eyes, knowing that the person in front of him was not weak, even stronger than most people, but he still wanted to have the desire to protect.

Because Zeng helplessly watched him being hurt, and even his own existence was one of the reasons for hurting Qixian.

Chen Hongwei obviously didn't understand the turbulent undercurrent between these two Jianghu people, he just shook his head, worried.

"Yingxiang and Rui'er are both my wife's own. Yingxiang has been sensible since childhood, and Rui'er is naughty, but my wife and I treat them with the same heart."

After talking a lot, Chen Hongwei felt his mouth was dry. He picked up the teacup and raised his neck to drink it up. He handed the cup to the housekeeper, "Pour some more tea."

Then he looked at the person in the guest seat, "How about it, hero, is there a way?"

He couldn't see the masked Qixian's expression, so he had to turn to Wen Nianyuan. Wen Nianyuan didn't intend to respond, but seeing the other party's eagerness, he said "be safe and don't be impatient".

Qixian is waiting, waiting for Qingtong to come back.

But Qingtong encountered a little trouble at this time.

Seeing his ability to come and go without a trace, the servants of the Chen family were like seeing a ghost, none of them dared to come up to show him the layout of the Chen residence, pushing and shoving each other not far away.

He doesn't care about these things. In fact, except for the young master, no one else in this world is important to him. There is no need to pay attention to strange eyes or gossip.

Although it's not polite to observe other people's mansions by yourself without a guide, but since the young master ordered it, it must be done.

Turning around in the front yard, the layout of each building and house is already clear in his chest, Qingtong passed the veranda lightly and came to the back yard.

Unexpectedly, just as he walked to the edge of a rockery, a burst of coercion suddenly came from beside him. There was a silver light flashing behind the rockery, and something attacked him.

Qingtong's face remained unchanged, as light as nothing, she instantly leveled three feet, quietly watching the opponent's attack fail, but saw that the weapon missed in one hit, turned freely in the air, and swung at him again!

Nine-section whip?

He stretched out his hand, held five heavy iron balls in his palm, and threw them out. Three iron balls hit the whip body and swung away, and the other two accurately passed through the stone cave on the rockery.

He listened intently, but was left blank.

There was a sound of fluttering clothes, and when I looked up, I saw a figure jumping out from behind the rockery, and was about to attack him, but suddenly withdrew his weapon, and a surprised voice sounded, "Huh? It's you?"

Qingtong buckled a handful of iron beads, showing a look of vigilance. The sneak attacker who was hiding in the backyard of the Chen family in front of him was actually a familiar stranger.

That Ning Xiumao who declared his name but never his family name.

The boy's brows, which are almost never moved by outsiders and foreign affairs, frowned imperceptibly. This Ning Xiumao's strange temperament was even better than his son's.

While doing the unscrupulous thing of sneaking into other people's houses, he has a calm face, but there is a hint of blood and evil in that frankness.

Qingtong knew very well that it was the aura of someone who had killed someone.