In the Xiao family in the capital, rows of luxury cars stopped. The doors opened, and a man dressed in purple flew out and suddenly rushed into the hall of the Xiao family.

"Jingjing." A beautiful middle-aged woman looked over with a smile, her eyes full of doting.

"mom."

"You are such a wild girl, you actually went to Yunnan." The beautiful woman smiled and touched Xiao Jingyi's head, then looked up and down, left and right, "Let mom see if she has been wronged."

At this time, a large group of elders came up and asked about their welfare.

The Xiao family is a big family, and Xiao Jingyi is the old man's favorite little princess. Naturally, she is loved by everyone. She is afraid of getting cold when she puts it in her hand, and she is afraid of melting when she holds it in her mouth.

Xiao Jingyi finally got rid of the greetings from her three aunts and six wives. She reached a quiet study room with a flash of her feet and gently opened the door.

The study room is filled with the fragrance of ink. There are several paintings of different types of calligraphy hanging on all sides of the walls. There is a square table in front of it with pens, inks, paper and inkstones, all of the highest quality.

An old man with white beard, strong and straight bones, stern face and piercing eyes, holds a pen and writes like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Xiao Jingyi walked over as lightly as a kitten and stood next to the old man. Her eyes fell on the rice paper, and a heroic aura hit her face.

"Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait any longer. The young man's head has turned gray, and there is no sorrow." Xiao Jingyi raised her eyes with admiration, "Grandpa's calligraphy is simply superb. Jingjing saw it.

, I almost feel like I am Yue Fei, fighting on the battlefield."

"Haha!" The old man laughed while stroking his beard, put down the pen in his hand, and smiled sideways, "You little naughty boy, you flatter grandpa as soon as you come back."

Xiao Jingyi smiled and picked up the old man's calligraphy, nodded seriously and said, "Jingjing is not exaggerating. In my opinion, grandpa's calligraphy is the best in the world, no, the best among the best. Hee

laugh."

The old man is the contemporary old man of the Xiao family, Xiao Yuanheng!

The head of the family, Xiao Zhengzhong, is his eldest son.

Of course, the power division of the Xiao family does not mean that the head of the family is supreme. The head of the family only represents the Xiao family on the surface and handles worldly affairs. The real power of the Xiao family is unfathomable and seems to be illusory, but it does exist.

, invisible pressure is also the source of fear for countless people.

Xiao Yuanheng laughed heartily. After a moment, his eyes fell on the calligraphy again, and he shook his head, "You must know that there is a sky outside the world, and there are people outside the world. Grandpa's calligraphy is barely top-notch, but there are not no people who are better than grandpa. The true master of Yanhuang

All the famous calligraphers are in the Calligraphy and Painting Alliance!"

"Hmph! If grandpa participates in the calligraphy and painting competition, he will definitely defeat those so-called famous artists." Xiao Jingyi always insisted on her opinion.

Xiao Yuanheng laughed again and stroked his beard, "Counting the days, the finals of the national calligraphy and painting competition organized by the Calligraphy and Painting Alliance seem to be about to begin."

"When did grandpa become concerned about the calligraphy and painting alliance?" Xiao Jingyi was a little curious.

"Because grandpa has to be the judge for this competition." Xiao Yuanheng said with a smile, "I was invited by a few old friends. Since grandpa has time, it is inconvenient to offend the old friends. What's more, I heard that this calligraphy and painting competition

The finals were held very grandly, it seems that the Painting and Calligraphy Alliance is not satisfied with the status quo."

Although Xiao Yuanheng is not involved in the calligraphy and painting alliance, he loves calligraphy and painting, and of course he understands the structure of the calligraphy and painting industry. Just imagine, when calligraphy and painting companies from all over the country fight to the end and the winner is determined, the top calligraphy and painting companies selected in this way

, will be easily defeated by the Painting and Calligraphy Alliance, which will definitely reach another peak for the reputation of the Painting and Calligraphy Alliance.

Moreover, the publicity, gimmicks, etc. for this calligraphy and painting competition finals are overwhelming, and now it can be said that everyone in the entire Yanhuang land knows about it.

"I heard that this calligraphy and painting competition has indeed discovered many outstanding talents from all over the country. I would like to see what skills they have." Xiao Yuanheng smiled.

"Calligraphy and painting competition..." Xiao Jingyi muttered a few times. After thinking about it carefully, she felt like she had heard someone mention it. After a while, she remembered that she casually asked Ye Sang and the others the purpose of coming to the capital when they were on a plane.

She replied that it was for the calligraphy and painting competition, but Xiao Jingyi didn't pay attention at the time.

"Are they also here to join in the fun?" Xiao Jingyi rolled her eyes, and then grabbed Xiao Yuanheng's arm, "Grandpa, Jingjing will also go and see it then."

"You can't ask for it, you can't ask for it." Xiao Yuanheng laughed.

"By the way, have you found anyone?" Xiao Yuanheng asked.

"Of course." Xiao Jingyi chuckled, "He also promised to teach me the Dragon Dance Nine Heavens Divine Needle."

"You little naughty boy, you must be up to some tricks." Xiao Yuanheng smiled dotingly, "This is different from what your master told you."

"That's not true. I did him a big favor. A win-win situation, hehe."

"By the way, grandpa, I invite him to come to our house as a guest..."

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The grandfather and grandson seemed to have endless topics to talk about, and laughter kept ringing in the study.

This makes many people outside envious.

In the Xiao family, only the little princess can make the old man laugh so heartily. Moreover, the old man Xiao Yuanheng was known for his iron-bloodedness in his early years. When he once performed a mission for Tianzi Pavilion, he frightened the enemy.

While the Xiao family was happily enjoying the family happiness, in another place, the Sun family's mansion, a darkroom was filled with a cold atmosphere.

"The people who were sent out were all wiped out!"

"It's useless, useless trash." Sun Rui's cold eyes contained a ball of anger. After snorting coldly, his emotions gradually calmed down and he said softly to himself, "The Xiao family, really

Be careful enough!"

In fact, the killers he sent out all died in the hands of Lord Sui Chen. Of course, the Xiao family also sent strong men there.

"A great opportunity was missed."

Sun Rui whispered to himself, "But... I don't believe that the Xiao family will never make mistakes."

The cold wind blows on my face.

Pedestrians on the roadside walked in a hurry, their heads almost retracted into their necks due to the cold wind. In the night wind, a man and a woman were walking on the street, holding hands, passing warmth to each other.

With the strength of Henry Zhang and Ye Sang, such weather certainly has no impact on them.

With your fingers clasped lightly, you stroll down the long street.

"What a relaxing and comfortable life." Henry Zhang took a deep breath with a smile.

"It's a pity, but it was short-lived." The two of them were sitting on a bench in a square, Ye Sang's pretty cheek gently nestled on Henry Zhang's shoulder, quietly enjoying the extremely rare tranquility.

"I promise you..." Henry Zhang gently held Ye Sang's hand and said softly, "After Jian Zong's great revenge is avenged, I will let you live such a relaxed and comfortable life every day. It's just...

Then there will be more than just the two of us."

Ye Sang's whole body was shaken. She knew that it was impossible for Henry Zhang to have only her as a confidante, but she naturally didn't want Henry Zhang to mention anything else when he was with her...

"And our sons." Henry Zhang's voice sounded softly in Ye Sang's ears, "And daughters, let's try to have as many as possible without fear of fines..."

Ye Sang suddenly blushed and lowered his head in shame.

"Brother, buy a flower for your sister." A childish voice suddenly sounded.

The two of them looked up. In the bleak cold wind, there was a little girl carrying a flower basket and wearing a tattered hat. Her lips were dry and cracked. Her big black eyes were full of expectation and a hint of fear.

Looking at Xiao Yang.

The chapped little hand held a flower and handed it to the front.

Her little hands were trembling slightly. She had been scolded and driven away too much. She was afraid that someone would push her down again and again in the cold wind. Many people shouted liar at her, and she wanted to say it loudly.

, I'm not a liar, I'm just an ordinary little flower seller, relieving my mother's burden.

"Such a fragrant flower." Ye Sang's heartstrings were touched. Back then, he was abandoned in a foreign country, and he didn't even know who his parents were... He gently took the flower and exhaled deeply.

The frightened look in the little girl's eyes had just faded a little, and her dark eyes were a little more lively.

Henry Zhang glanced at the little girl's flower basket and her hands, and sighed inwardly.

Gently took out all the flowers from the little girl's flower basket, and then took out a few pieces of red money and stuffed them into the little girl's hands.

"No... not so much." The little girl said timidly.

Henry Zhang smiled gently, "Brother bought you clothes." Henry Zhang touched the little girl's head. There are many poor people in the world, and he just did his best.

We left the square and returned to the hotel we had booked before.

Ye Sang held the roses in his hands, but his cheeks were even redder than the roses, as if he was aware of what might happen next...

Naturally, Henry Zhang would not treat Ye Sang badly. When he booked the hotel room, he chose this five-star hotel. However, when he just booked the room, there was only the last room left.

Although Ye Sang and Henry Zhang once slept in the same bed, there was another woman on the bed at that time, and they were peacefully together that night. Now that a man and a woman are alone in the same room, Ye Sang holds Henry Zhang's arm and walks away

As he entered, his face became increasingly red with embarrassment, and his heart felt as if a deer had hit him.

"Sir, I'm really sorry. All our hotel rooms have been booked tonight. I'm sorry." At the front desk, a woman kept a professional smile. In front of her, there was a man and a woman. The man was blond and blue-eyed.

She is a middle-aged foreigner, and the woman has a beautiful oriental face. She smells of alcohol, and almost her entire body hangs on the foreign man's body. The clothes on her body are a little loose and cannot hide her hot body.

The blond foreign man swallowed secretly. He finally saw such a beauty in a bar. He wanted to grab a gun and go into battle immediately. How could the man want to change places and find a hotel again? What's more, it was very difficult for him to take this drunk woman with him.

It is easy to attract the attention of others. If you are closely inspected and interrogated, it will be a minor matter and your identity...

At this time, Henry Zhang happened to pass by Ye Sang holding hands.

"Wait a moment!"
Chapter completed!