Chapter 168: Heading to Ningxia!

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When Su Fuhua saw the half arm inside the box, his eyes flashed with a coldness before being filled with fury.

At this moment, Chu Maotao didn't dare even breathe loudly. He knew that sending half of Xie Anping's arm via courier meant that the other party had slapped Old Master Su in the face. Who was Elder Su He was now China’s number one elder statesman! His power and influence were immense while he held office. However, today, not only did they disable the strongest fighter under Elder Su, but they also sent it directly to his doorstep, completely ruining Elder Su's reputation.

The slap in the face had come right to their doorstep, and the blood on the severed arm seemed like a mockery of Su Fuhua's incompetence.

Elder Su rarely got angry, especially now that he focused heavily on養生 (nourishing his health), making it even less likely for him to easily get furious. After following Elder Su for so many years, Chu Maotao had only seen him lose his temper twice.

Having Su Wanwan kidnapped was the first time; this incident with the severed arm was the second.

Although Elder Su didn't curse out loud, as a secretary, Chu Maotao could clearly feel the chill emanating from him.

A person used to being in power can often exert immense pressure just through their gaze.

Su Fuhua stared at the half arm for ten whole minutes; Chu Maotao was equally nervous throughout those ten minutes.

When he lifted his head, Elder Su's eyes were already clear and calm again, showing no trace of anger. Such control over one’s emotions is truly awe-inspiring.

"Take this to Tianran for him to examine." After speaking these words, Elder Su closed his eyes once more to rest.

“Yes.” Chu Maotao quickly left; he didn’t want to stay in such a chilling room even for another second.

When Su Tianran saw the severed arm, it was as if needles were pricking his brain, causing an intense pain.

A long silence followed before Su Tianran's expression turned dark and uncertain: "Have you asked the doctor whether this can be reattached to Old Xie"

Chu Maotao replied: "I immediately inquired. The doctor said there was nothing they could do because the bone tissue damage is too severe, plus I asked Old Xie about his preferences and he doesn’t want any steel pins or similar implants."

In front of Su Tianran, Chu Maotao no longer felt that overwhelming pressure from before; he spoke more naturally.

Su Tianran, upon hearing this, flashed an unknown light in his eyes and said, "I'll go pay a visit to Old Xie later."

Only after Chu Maotao left the room did Su Tianran pick up his phone and coldly say, "Three tasks. First, give me your full effort to track down Feng Changming's whereabouts; I want to know who is stirring things up behind the scenes for the Su family. Second, keep a close eye on Wang Zheng; don't miss any of his moves. The people we planted in the past should start showing their worth now. Third, arrange a meeting with Minister Chen under the name of Grandpa and say that there's something regarding military unit numbers to discuss."

After hanging up, Su Tianran clenched his fist and said coldly with a smile, "The Dragon Scale has been wiped out for so long; I won't let you rise from the ashes!"

Su Tianran was one of the very few people within the Su family who knew about what happened back then. Even his younger brother, Su Tianming, didn't know.

It was indeed a terrible act for a national leader to eliminate their nation's special forces; if it were known, the Su Family would be condemned across China. However, this seemingly gentlemanly eldest son of the Su family stood firmly by his grandfather's side and believed that such power, which he could not control, should be better off being destroyed than kept.

Like that saying goes: "If you can't grasp it in your hand, then let it go."

After leaving Su Tianran's room, Chu Maotao went to a quiet corner and took out his black phone from his pocket. He typed four characters—“arrow on the string”—and sent them.

The eldest son of the Chu family, Chu Zhaonan, was at the window holding a cup of coffee, staring into the distance; this was his daily routine. If he missed it, he felt uneasy all over. During these one hour, no one in the Chu family would dare disturb him.

When he felt his phone vibrate, however, his eyes lit up.

He took out a black phone identical to Chu Maotao's and looked at the screen, revealing a mysterious smile on the eldest son of the Chu Family's face.

"I'm leaving," Wang Zheng gently stroked Zhang Mingqi's glossy hair. Suppressing his urge to devour her, he said, "Going to Ningxia for some business."

"How long will you be gone" Zhang Mingqi felt a sense of loss hearing Wang Zheng’s words.

Even though she had never stated it outright, Zhang Mingqi could clearly understand her own feelings. She didn't want to leave this man at all.

"At least two weeks," Wang Zheng could feel Zhang Mingqi's sadness but thought of how he could cut off the Su family’s southwestern lifeline and felt a sense of satisfaction.

“Is it dangerous in Ningxia” Concern filled Zhang Mingqi’s eyes.

"It's fine, there shouldn't be any danger." After carefully thinking it over, Wang Zheng couldn’t recall having any conflicts with people in Ningxia, because—his enemies were simply too numerous.

Zhang Mingqi whispered softly, "Can I have you" Her gaze was hazy and her eyes moved gently.

"What did you say" Wang Zheng didn't quite catch what she said.

“I said—can I have you” Zhang Mingqi's voice was a little louder this time, the words causing Wang Zheng’s entire body to tingle!

"Here… here" Undoubtedly, Zhang Mingqi's sentence was the best catalyst for an ambiguous atmosphere. Now even Wang Zheng's speech was somewhat stuttering.

“Right here,” Zhang Mingqi pointed at her office, which was spacious, luxurious and incredibly... exciting.

A wave of tenderness appeared in Wang Zheng’s eyes as he looked at Zhang Mingqi's seductive face, her snow-white neck, and the deep valley visible through it. His heart fluttered slightly.

“Wait for me,” Wang Zheng said with a smile: “When I come back, I’ll take you here.”

A moment later, he lowered his head and kissed Zhang Mingqi's red lips deeply.

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Wearing dark sunglasses and a deep brown British double-breasted overcoat, Wang Zheng stood in the waiting hall.

Behind him were three men in black suits—former bodyguards of Shangguan Shishi. One of them was Zhang Yong, who had picked up Wang Zheng when he first returned to Beijing.

The other two men carried two large suitcases filled with gifts from Shangguan Shishi for Han Xingye. Wang Zheng had already discarded the previous Oxford bag, but these two cases together still weighed several dozen pounds.

Men often find it hard to understand the emotions between girls, a situation that can sometimes leave them rather helpless.

Wang Zheng was still not used to flying, especially on commercial planes. The feeling of entrusting your life to fate was truly unpleasant; naturally, if he were piloting the plane himself, things might be better.

This time Wang Zheng traveled to Ningxia in the capacity of a senior vice president of Jirong International. With such an identity, it wouldn’t have been difficult to secure a private compartment on a train, but Wang Zheng didn't want to enjoy that privilege for just a journey of several hours; he opted instead for an ordinary hard seat without even requesting a sleeper carriage.

"Brother, don't mention it. After you gave me acupuncture last time, that problem of mine really improved a lot. Now... hehe, I won't hide this from you; my wife is completely smitten with me. She wasn't like this when we first got married," Zhang Yong chuckled softly to Wang Zheng's ear.

The first time Wang Zheng met Zhang Yong, he pointed out some of his issues right away and later gave him acupuncture treatment. This made the former bodyguard team leader very grateful.

However, privately, Zhang Yong still wasn't used to calling Wang Zheng 'Director Wang,' always addressing him as 'brother.' Wang Zheng didn't mind this at all. But when there were outsiders around, Zhang Yong would address him as 'Director Wang.'

"It's nothing." Wang Zheng smiled and said, "But Brother Zhang, you still need to be more restrained. Life is long."

"Hehe, you can rest assured about that," Zhang Yong said with a somewhat embarrassed smile. "We are real men who know everything has its limits."

The trains at this time of the year weren't crowded, but there were no vacant seats either. After Wang Zheng sat down, he began to pay attention to the appearance, actions, and expressions of those around him—it was an ingrained habit for him over the years.

However, in the next second, a strange light appeared in Wang Zheng's eyes.

This was because a woman walked into the carriage at that moment.

When this woman appeared in the carriage, everyone's attention turned to her. Because she was too dazzling!

Even though she wore the most ordinary black short down jacket and jeans, with half of her face covered by a large scarf, the other half of her face alone was enough to astonish all the men in the carriage.

She carried a suitcase in one hand and held a train ticket in the other as she looked around for her seat. Her cautious glances were incredibly charming.

A few men, captivated by this woman's stunning beauty, couldn't help but drool.

When the woman found her seat and sat down, she finally noticed Wang Zheng sitting opposite her, and an expression of surprise appeared on her pretty face!

"Young Master Wang It’s actually you! What a coincidence!"

Wang Zheng was also slightly surprised and smiled as he said, "I didn't expect to run into Miss Song here."

The woman who stunned everyone in the carriage was none other than Song Ziyè, formerly known as one of the most sought-after women in Beijing, and still highly desired by many men today.ause of Qiao Jing's return"Pack up all the family money and leave Hong Kong now! Never come back!" Tun Qigang growled hoarsely."Dad, why Even if Qiao Jing wants to take revenge, there’s still the Qiao...