"Caiwei..."

Lin Feng found that after staying in the cold country for a long time, he also liked the drawl.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Yang Caiwei looked at Lin Feng with wide eyes.

"Uh, you're fine!"

Lin Feng felt that Yang Caiwei learned the essence of martial arts from Zheng Enhui.

When practicing Qigong, the strength of the waist and legs combined is just right.

But she doesn’t have the invincible and domineering momentum of Zheng Eunhui.

The graceful martial arts posture is pleasing to the eye.

Compared with Zheng Eunhui, it has more aura and is less vulgar and straight to the point.

In fact, Lin Feng understood that he was the one who was vulgar, because he compared the master and apprentice together.

In the hearts of a thousand people, there are a thousand different principles of life.

After spending half an hour practicing leg skills, Yang Caiwei started practicing core skills again.

Lin Feng soon discovered that Yang Caiwei had actually learned a few tricks from Liu Zangyun.

The way of breathing in and out is very similar to Liu Zangyun's technique.

Lin Feng could feel the changes in the breath in her body, opening and relaxing.

Of course, he is not as powerful as Liu Zangyun.

"Caiwei, I think you are very powerful! In fact, you don't have to master every skill to practice martial arts. The best thing about masters is to learn it first, and then practice slowly..."

Lin Feng was generous in his praise.

Yang Caiwei said: "Of course I know! Moreover, I also learned a few tricks from Sister Zhu Li!"

With that said, she was about to perform.

Lin Feng stopped him and said, "Okay, let's do it next time! Stop practicing Cha Qi."

"Will not!"

Yang Caiwei knew what Lin Feng wanted to say.

"Huh~"

She exhaled a breath of turbid air, slowly quit the practice just now, and then spun around.

…

At seven o'clock in the morning on April 4th.

"After I've finished burning the paper over there, I'm going to see your dad."

After Yang Caiwei arranged Lin Feng's clothes, Lin Feng said calmly.

Yang Caiwei nodded and said, "My dad likes Western things, so I hired a pastor to read the Bible to him."

"Uh, why don't you burn paper?"

Lin Feng asked.

Yang Caiwei said: "It's okay, as long as dad likes it."

Lin Feng suddenly felt that this old man would not cheat him anymore.

Because Brother Tudou is dead and still being tricked by Lao Liu!

Our land is not under the control of Western gods. If there really is an underworld... Lin Feng thinks this is very likely to exist.

Then Brother Potato will probably squat on the street and put out broken bowls after being fried to a crisp.

It was July and a half, and I was robbing things with a bunch of brats.

It's so miserable, it's so miserable!

"Caiwei, you can't do this. Since it's our land, we must follow our rules."

Lin Feng couldn't bear to see Brother Tudou suffering down there, so he persuaded him.

"Know it!"

Yang Caiwei nodded.

After helping Lin Feng tidy up his clothes, she hugged Lin Feng and murmured: "Brother, you are so kind!"

Lin Feng touched her hair and said: "The kindness I treat you is not as good as one ten thousandth of the kindness you treat me."

"Senior brother..."

Yang Caiwei was so moved that she shed tears.

She didn't want her senior brother to blow her eyes for her like last night.

This is also why she was moved.

She could feel her senior brother's affection for her when they were alone together.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go!"

Lin Feng said with a smile.

After leaving the door and arriving at the underground parking lot, Lin Feng drove out of the underground parking lot in the Cavalier XV that he had not driven for a long time.

Because of Yang Caiwei's arrangements, Lin Feng did not return to the courtyard.

There were many people in the courtyard yesterday.

Then he took Yang Caiwei to Tianfu Ruijing Community.

Even after not sleeping all night, Lin Feng was still in such high spirits.

Yang Caiwei looked at herself again and again in the car with a small mirror.

There are actually no dark circles under my eyes.

Of course, it’s because of the color, and a little bit of color is added to the mask to enhance whitening.

Today is an important day.

This is the first time for Yang Caiwei to meet so many sisters.

At eight o'clock, Lin Feng's car appeared in the open space outside the cemetery gate.

"Hi boss!"

A group of people in black suits bowed and saluted.

Lin Feng raised his hand.

For such a battle, Lin Feng did not feel uncomfortable at all.

Because that's how it is over there in the cold country.

As a chaebol boss, he is followed by a large group of bodyguards wherever he goes.

If they enter the company, hundreds of employees from the entire company can line up from the gate to the president's office.

The ostentation is so grand that it can make people feel like they are the length of the earth.

At the door, everyone who is supposed to come has already arrived.

Some of them lived in the courtyard yesterday.

Part of the hotel stay.

But all of them arrived before eight o'clock.

I didn’t bring my children here because they are still young.

All of them were wearing either black or white trench coats.

Black and white are the colors of death and respect for the deceased.

Lin Feng glanced expressionlessly.

During today's battle, Lin Feng felt that he could not show any vivid expression at all.

No matter who you are looking at in the group in front of you, don’t show any strange look in their eyes.

Otherwise, they will be misinterpreted.

For example, the way he looked at someone was so biased! It turned out that in his mind, he was not as good as someone...

Qi Yao was wearing a white windbreaker, with her hands in her pockets habitually.

You don't need to guess, you must have a scalpel in your pocket.

She wore no makeup or jewelry (no one else present), but her aura made her status as the boss seem stable.

The second eldest child is Han Xiang, and Song Jiaren and the other two are wearing black windbreakers and black felt hats on their heads.
To be continued...