Chapter 91: The Moving Affection of Kinship
The taxi had just arrived at the outer alley of Zhao's quadrangle courtyard, and in fact, it was also the farthest distance that a taxi could travel. Then, I saw my younger brother-in-law, Zhao Wangan, leading seven or eight robust men who were looking around everywhere. As soon as they saw a taxi stop, several people's eyes turned to here at the same time.
Feng Sicheng was deeply moved in his heart, he knew that because his elder brother had been injured by Miao Zihuan, this must be Duan Yunpeng who escaped and couldn't contact himself, so he called Zhao's family and said something about Feng Sicheng being in danger. If Grandpa found out about this, he would definitely be very worried, and it was normal for his younger uncle to appear here.
It's good that Xiao Shu came, otherwise Feng Si Zhe wouldn't even have had the car fare, his jacket was draped over Miao Zi Huan's body and taken away, with his wallet inside.
"Little uncle, I'm here. Do you have any change? Help me pay the taxi fare." Feng Sicheng got off the car and smiled at Zhao Wangan who was standing at the entrance of the alley.
Zhao Wangan was wondering why a taxi would come here so late, as people who can afford to live here usually have cars at their disposal. Just then he heard Feng Siche's voice and his suspended heart finally fell back down. "Is that Little Zhe? You really had me worried to death."
Zhao Wangan brought people over to help pay the taxi fare, and the taxi driver refueled and ran away without a trace. The two passengers he picked up that night were not ordinary people, one went to Zhongnanhai and the other came to Baoshan Hutong, which was also a shocking thing for an ordinary driver.
As Feng Si Zhe had guessed, Duan Yun Peng couldn't get in touch with Feng Si Zhe, so he anxiously called the Zhao family. It just so happened that the phone was answered by Xiao Yi Zhao Li Zhu, who upon hearing that Feng Si Zhe was fighting with someone at the Chang'an Club and being chased by many security guards, didn't wait for any further explanation before hastily running to the main house to tell Zhao Ming Yuan.
Zhao Mingyuan was sitting in the house watching TV, and his mood had been good lately. His job had been promoted, and his grandson Feng Sicheng had done everything to his satisfaction. Just as he thought that the Zhao family was really lucky, he believed that as long as they planned well, the Zhao family would have a chance to rise in the future.
Just then, Zhao Lijuan rushed in and said that Feng Sicheng might be in danger. Startled, Zhao Mingyuan immediately stood up from his chair, thought for a moment, and took out his phone to call his youngest son, Zhao Wangan, telling him to bring some men to the Siheyuan right away. After hanging up the phone, he quickly dialed another number, asking who was on duty at the Kyoto Military Command tonight, so that he could get an idea of the situation and be able to mobilize the military's power in case of an emergency. Only then did he put down the phone and pace back and forth in the room, walking anxiously.
Feng Sicheng is the future hope of the Zhao family, if something really happens to him, then Zhao Mingyuan will not let it go even if he has to sacrifice his career, and will also make others know that the Zhao family is not a paper tiger that can be taken advantage of at will.
Fortunately, Feng Sicheng is back safely. Just now, Feng Wanjun had already thought that if there was no useful news within ten minutes, he would lead people to kill their way to the Chang'an Club. What does it matter what kind of relationship the club has with the Lu family or the Wen family? First release the person and then talk about it. Otherwise, he doesn't mind risking his position or even ending his career to destroy the Chang'an Club.
Feng Sicheng finally returned, fortunately without any mishap. Seeing his grandson, who had even lost his coat, walk into the courtyard with a smile on his face, Zhao Mingyuan let out a sigh of relief.
"Zhe'er, you're not hurt, are you? Look at your clothes, they're all torn. Haven't you suffered any losses?" He Jia Yu, being a woman, couldn't help but rush over first, grabbing Feng Si Zhe's hands and carefully examining him up and down to confirm that he really hadn't been injured, only then did she feel slightly relieved.
"It's okay, Zhe'er. If you're wronged, just tell Grandpa and I'll stand up for you." Zhao Mingyuan spoke with extremely protective language to comfort Feng Siche.
"Partiality." Zhao Lijuan and Zhao Wangan exchanged a glance, and both of them thought of this word in their hearts. If it were someone else from the Zhao family who had caused trouble, Zhao Mingyuan would have scolded them severely. But since it was Feng Sicheng, he didn't dare say a harsh word, instead asking if everything was all right. This was clearly partiality.
Feng Sichu truly felt the concern of his grandparents for him, and he was deeply moved. What's wrong with him in his previous life? Can't he see that his family cares about him? Why must he be so stubborn and even refuse to get married just to spite the old folks? Now it seems like such an unwise choice. "Grandpa, Grandma, I'm fine, you see I'm perfectly okay?" As he spoke, he turned around in a circle, just to show off his current state of being completely unharmed.
Looking at Feng Si Zhe, it seemed like nothing was wrong. Zhao Ming Yuan and He Jia Yu both let out a sigh of relief. Then, Zhao Ming Yuan suddenly turned his spearhead towards his youngest son, Zhao Wan Gang, who actually had done nothing wrong: "Wan Gang, what have you been eating? You're the head of the 8th Security Guard Unit! Can't even protect your own nephew, how can you protect others? And where is that security guard Chen Hu you arranged for Zhe Er? When Zhe Er was in trouble, he wasn't by his side. I think he's completely incompetent."
