Pretty CEO's Soldier Son-in-law

After listening to his story, Gao Fei chose to believe him: his story might be fake, but the sadness in his words was real. It was like a man feeling extremely guilty towards his woman and daughter.    

Tang Zhuangren reached out to turn off the light, picked up a glass of wine in the darkness and said in a low voice: "Come have a drink with me."    

Gao Fei also picked up his wine cup, put it to his mouth and thought for a moment, then said: "I think it's best if I don't drink."    

This time, Tang Zhuangren did not try to persuade him.    

Wu was sure that Tang Zhuangren had taken off his hood while he was drinking.    

If Gao Fei quickly turned on the lamp, he would be able to see his appearance.    

But Gao Fei didn't do so, not because he respected Tang Zhuangren's privacy, but because he felt pity for him and couldn't bear to do so. A very, very capable man fell in love with a woman decades ago, and the two of them had been together for a long time.    

Men who betray love for their own good are shameful and pitiful.    

If the end of the story was that a woman died due to excessive longing for a man, it would not be considered pitiful.    

What was truly pitiful was that this capable man who had betrayed his love had suddenly learned decades later that the woman had given him a daughter, and that his daughter had been tormented — most importantly, that he had known the misfortune of his own daughter before, but had left it to this day.    

He was so capable, but his daughter's fate was still so tragic. Being held hostage by the Broken Army and suffered such humiliation, yet he just stood to the side and watched the fun. Wasn't such a man pitiful?    

It was a cold-blooded sin to hurt a poor man.    

Gao Fei didn't want to make this kind of mistake, so he didn't turn on the lights and only said that he didn't want to drink.    

"Thank you."    

Tang Zhuangren gave his thanks in a low voice, but he understood Gao Fei's thoughts at this moment. His tone was filled with the vicissitudes of life, but it quickly became lighter, "Hehe, but no matter what, all the bad luck has passed. With your protection, Shieh Hongyan has jumped out of the fire pit."    

"What gives me the greatest satisfaction is that my granddaughter (Zhang Wenwen) is living a very good life right now."    

In the darkness, Tang Zhuangren put down his wine cup and said: "So, I want to thank you."    

"I don't want to say that this is something that I should do. After all, there is no such thing as love without reason … The main reason I did this to Shieh Hongyan and her daughter was because they were worth it. I treat Zhang Wenwen well because I think of her as my niece. To Shieh Hongyan, that's because she's beautiful. "    

When Gao Fei said the words in his heart, he suddenly thought of Shen Yinbing. Everyone said that there is no such thing as love without a reason, so why can't I let Shen Yinbing go?    

"You are very honest and more genuine. This is what I admire about you the most."    

The desk lamp lit up again. Tang Zhuangren, who had finished drinking, put on his hood again and said: "Do you have anything else to ask?"    

"Yes."    

Gao Fei thought for a moment, then asked: "If you aren't someone from Broken Army, then how did you manage to come to this Riverbed Tomb?"    

Tang Zhuangren's answer caused everyone to be confused: "Greedy Wolf, Broken Army, and Seven Killing Tribes compared to each other, Greedy Wolf are slightly weaker in all aspects. The reason they have so many members is mainly because they rely on Worries-forgetting Powder s, and produce a large amount of wealth. Broken Army was slightly stronger than Greedy Wolf, and this was mainly because they were best at crafty schemes and liked to do things in the dark. For example, among the arms merchants forces all over the world, they had their people. The most powerful of the three is the Seventh Annihilation. "    

"It's also the most mysterious and extraordinary thing. Qi Sha does not rely on Worries-forgetting Powder s, nor does he dabble in weaponry. His strength comes from his conviction. "    

Tang Zhuangren said, "This belief was only forged over 40 years ago. It has been circulating until now and it has completely affected the development of Seven Deadly Killing …"    

Gao Fei understood. "You are one of the Seven Murderers."    

"Yes."    

"Is it an assassin?"    

Gao Fei asked, "I heard that in the three Wolf Killing divisions, the Greedy Wolf is Wolfmaster and the Broken Army is the advisor.    

"Killer, killer, killer -- do you know how charming this code name is in the Seven Kills? Back then, it was because I could become a killer that I let down that pitiful girl. "I've been an assassin for many years now, and I've lived a carefree and carefree life. The heavens finally couldn't bear to see it any longer, so they let me know about Shieh Hongyan."    

Tang Zhuangren said and looked at the wine cup again.    

Gao Fei reached out his hand and turned off the light, "You can drink. Drinking some wine at this time is good for you."    

"No. Actually, in the past few decades, I have not drunk a single drop of wine. This should be my punishment for betraying love."    

Tang Zhuangren refused. His tone suddenly relaxed as he smiled and said, "Alright, let's not talk about this problem anymore. Let's get down to business." Well, I'm the leader of the Seven Kills, the Killer. I am one of the many great men of the Seven Killings that I lead, and I myself am one of them — do you object to my saying so? "    

"If you are not an expert then there is no master in this world."    

When Gao Fei said this, his tone was very sincere and he didn't have any intention of flattering Ye Zichen.    

This made the killer very happy. "Hehe, for you to be able to please an old guy, it shows that you're a good young man."    

Gao Fei answered frankly, "Bragging is just Dongdong's mouth. It doesn't take much effort to win the favor of others. Why not?"    

"Makes sense."    

The killer probably nodded vigorously before saying, "I'm bragging to tell you that I want to come in from where Shen Yinbing left. I can't say very simple words, but it's not too hard. I came here to wait for you. I waited for you just to tell you something that could be considered your salary for taking care of my daughter. "    

"Hey, what are you talking about? How could it be so valuable?"    

Jack was greatly interested and urged, "Then tell me quickly."    

"Everything you've experienced, is only a predestined ordeal. Everything will be fine."    

The killer said slowly.    

"I know."    

Gao Fei said: "Just like Shelley's poem 'Since winter is here, will spring still be far away', the trouble will eventually pass. I firmly believe that everything will be fine and that it has nothing to do with fate, so I can only say that I have never given up on pursuing happiness.    

The mysterious assassin said, "I've already said it."    

"You already said that? "When?"    

Gao Fei was stunned for a moment and then immediately understood. "Ah, you said that everything that I have experienced is fate's tribulation, and everything will be fine?"    

"Yes."    

"Is this what you meant by repaying me?"    

"Yes."    

"Destined?"    

"Destined."    

The assassin repeated, "It cannot be changed. Many years ago, your fate had already been decided."    

"Who was it that had planned my fate many years ago?"    

Gao Fei felt that the killer was just coaxing him.    

What fate? Or had it been planned many years ago?    

Who was the person who planned his fate? Did he think that he was so amazing that he could manipulate Mr. Gao like a puppet?    

The killer said, "I knew you didn't believe it, but it's true."    

Gao Fei did not explain any further because this topic was too boring. He was not in a computer program, as long as he pressed the power switch, his hard disk would be automatically detected and turned on.    

He was a man, alive, with ideas, ideals, and not even knowing what he was going to do next.    

Gao Fei himself was unsure of what he was going to do tomorrow, so how was he going to get everything arranged for him?    

Gao Fei was amused by the assassin's words. He didn't say anything offensive like "fart" because it was out of pity for him.    

Holding back his laughter, Gao Fei asked, "About that, who is the person who planned my fate?"    

The killer replied, "You'll know in the future. I can't tell you yet."    

Gao Fei didn't ask further. He didn't want to ask about a person who didn't exist like God Halle Lu Ya. Instead, he chose to believe what he saw: "Alright, then I'll wait. "Hmm, but what I want to know is, since that person has already arranged everything for me many years ago, can I think that I met Shen Yinbing through that person?"    

Meeting Shen Yinbing was definitely an accident, a coincidence, and they had always been entangled with each other. That was why Gao Fei asked this question.    

He hoped the killer would answer yes, and that would make him smile even more happily.    

The assassin calmly replied, "Yes."    

"Ha, ha..."    

The killer's cooperation gave Gao Fei a sense of pride. He laughed out loud, but when he was half laughing, he could no longer laugh.    

Because he suddenly felt that what the assassin said seemed to be true!    

This was a feeling, a feeling that was very real.    

Gao Fei's heart thumped. When he spoke again, he felt that his voice was a bit hoarse. "Alright, I'll believe it for now that I know Shen Yinbing. That person arranged it many years ago. I would also like to ask, for many years, how many years was this? "    

"Could be a hundred years? Or thirty years? "    

"I don't know," said the killer, "because no one can say how many years it was since that man began to arrange your fate."    

Gao Fei sniffed and said forcefully, "I know Lou Lan's Moxie Zhengdong."    

"He did."    

"Where's the Anggui King?"    

"He did."    

"Bai Ci?"    

"He did."    

"Your daughter?"    

"He did."    

"I … I …"    

Gao Fei suddenly really wanted to drink: "Then what about joining Nine Dragon King of Dynasty?"    

"True."    

The assassin slowly said: "Including the fact that you currently need this Riverbed Tomb, which will allow you to break away from the control of the Broken Army and become the true master of the Riverbed Tomb, I will come to see you tonight. I will bring you the floor plan of the Riverbed Tomb, the installation and driving of all the mechanisms, and other instructions, all of these were all arranged by him."    

"Who … just who is he?"    

Gao Fei reached out to pick up the bottle, then put it down after opening it.    

"You will know in the future."    

The killer probably stood up: "Gao Fei, I can feel that you believe my words completely now. It's not that you're bewitched by me, but those words resonate with your heart for some unknown reason. It's not believable that you can differentiate the truth from the false."    

"Sigh, that person does indeed have that ability. He is the most intelligent person in several hundred years. No one can compare to him, even if he is already dead."    

The assassin said, as if he were walking towards something. There was a creaking sound in the darkness, as if a secret door had been opened.    

"Wait a moment."    

Gao Fei stood up and asked, "In my life, I must follow his plan?"    

"What do you want?"    

The assassin asked.    

"I need my own life."    

Gao Fei slowly turned on the lamp and the room started to light up.