The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 4081
by“It’s really lively!”
While Scarlett was sitting on the rooftop muttering the name “Cai Lingzhi” until dawn, Ye Fan was wandering leisurely in Chinatown in Switzerland.
Although there is only a hint of fish belly white on the horizon and there is still a hint of coldness in the air, the hard-working Chinese people have already begun to be busy.
Ye Fan raised his hand and looked at the sports watch on his wrist and found that it was only five forty.
However, at this time, the food alley in Chinatown was already bustling with people who got up early.
There were vendors driving gas buckets and skillfully baking pancakes, and there were also middle-aged women carrying homemade sweet cakes and shouting.
There are also middle-aged couples who set up a noodle stall. The husband is busy cooking noodles in front of a steaming pot, while the wife is deftly placing bowls, chopsticks and condiments on the side.
Ye Fan looked at their simple faces, which were shining brightly under the light, and suddenly felt an indescribable feeling of envy in his heart.
Although these people carry the burden of life on their shoulders, they seem so insignificant compared with the responsibilities and pressures he shoulders.
The weight carried by a hundred portions of pancakes, sweet cakes, and noodles was not as heavy as the heavy grudges and hatreds in his heart.
What’s more, the burdens of these ordinary people will always be lifted, but his burden seemed to be a mountain that could never be shaken off, weighing him down and suffocating him.
Ye Fan walked slowly in the alley, the cold morning breeze blew by, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable loneliness and fatigue.
His heart longed for a bowl of steaming noodles, as if that bowl of noodles could warm his body and mind and dispel the gloom in his heart.
So, he looked around the alley twice, and his eyes finally landed on a small noodle stall in the middle of the alley.
With a faint smile, Ye Fan slowly sat down in front of the noodle stall, rubbing his hands constantly, trying to restore some warmth to his cold fingers.
He shouted to the stall owner: “Boss, two bowls of noodles, two eggs, two meats, and more green onions!”
The boss is a middle-aged man who looks quite big and burly, but he has a warm smile on his face, which makes people feel warm just by looking at him.
He responded boldly: “Okay, little brother, just wait and I’ll be here! But, can you eat so much food by yourself?”
Ye Fan looked at the time, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and showed a confident smile: “Go ahead, I have a friend coming over later!”
The fat boss nodded with a smile, and the smile on his face became brighter: “Understood!”
Then he started to get busy.
He skillfully opened the lid of the pot, and instantly, a white steam rose up like a cloud and filled the entire noodle stall.
The fat boss held two long bamboo chopsticks and skillfully picked up the noodles in the pot. The noodles danced between his chopsticks, as if they were given life.
After a while, two steaming portions of noodles were served.
On top were neatly placed ham slices, mushrooms, yuba, meat slices, and two golden and crispy fried eggs.
Green scallions float in the soup, exuding an alluring aroma.
Ye Fan looked at the face in front of him, and his appetite was instantly aroused.
He couldn’t wait to take the bowl and chopsticks, and without saying a word, he took big bites, feeling the warm and fulfilling energy brought by the hot noodles sliding down his throat.
At this moment, a white figure sat down opposite Ye Fan: “I didn’t expect that the world-class predators of the Ye family could still be able to eat street noodles!”
Ye Fan took a sip of the hot soup without raising his head: “Don’t be so talkative. The noodles are just right. Eat it while it’s hot, otherwise it will lose its taste when it gets cold.”
The woman in white smiled faintly: “I have been lurking in Rui Country for so long and have gone to such great lengths, so why don’t you treat me to a bowl of noodles?”
Ye Fan responded calmly: “Don’t like it? Then I’ll give you a bank card and you can do whatever you want.”
“Forget it!”
The woman in white picked up the chopsticks and gave the meat to Ye Fan: “Compared to cold numbers, I still like to drink hot soup!”
Ye Fan burst into a smile: “We’ll wait for Ruiguo’s business, I’ll feed it to you personally!”
The woman in white smiled calmly and said, “You’re not bad at painting this big cake!”
Ye Fan smiled helplessly, then looked up at the woman he hadn’t seen for a long time: “How is the pie you drew for Scarlett? Did you eat it?”
The woman in white took a sip of the hot soup: “One thought was heaven, the other thought was hell… She adjusted her position and didn’t eat the cake I painted!”
Ye Fan laughed: “Congratulations to her for surviving!”
There is no doubt that the woman in white is Cai Lingzhi, whom Ye Fan had arranged to stay in Ruiguo early.
The woman looked at Mark and smiled: “She is indeed more measured than I thought. I thought she would really order you to be stabbed.”
“I have my gun drawn!”
“In the end, she chose to give in!”
Cai Lingzhi was very honest: “But this is also a good thing. The cooperation these days has made me and her somewhat emotional. If I really do it, I will be sad for two days.”
Ye Fan picked up an egg and took a bite: “I also hope that she can pass the test. At least she will have one more ally and one more shield!”
He originally arranged for Cai Lingzhi to get close to Scarlett, and also helped her kill everyone and establish her authority in the Boston family, just because he wanted to have another ally to do dirty things.
After all, Stannie is the future helmsman of the family. He can’t have too much blood on his hands, and his reputation can’t be too bad.
So Scarlett’s survival is a good thing for both him and Scarlett.
Cai Lingzhi asked: “By the way, during these days of lurking, in addition to constantly infiltrating all parties in Switzerland, I also collected information from all parties.”
“During this process, I received information that a masked old man attacked Temu Cihua multiple times!”
“In the first three months, the masked old man attacked Temu Cihua at least three times a month, and from then on, once a month.”
“Recently, I’ve been carrying out an attack every two to three months!”
“Although the frequency is getting lower and lower, and I haven’t killed Temu Cihua yet, what I’m really dealing with is a Dharma sword, and the danger it causes is getting more serious every time.”
“The latest time was three months ago. Temu Cihua went to church to worship and dropped his scriptures. The people around him subconsciously tried to pick them up, which created a momentary gap in defense.”
“With that little gap, the masked old man suddenly shot out from the cross and slashed at Tiemu Cihua’s neck.”
“If one of the ‘zombie’ team members hadn’t blocked the knife with his body, Temu Cihua would have been killed on the spot.”
“This is also the reason why Temu Cihua has been living in seclusion these days!”
Cai Lingzhi told Ye Fan the situation: “Because he doesn’t know when the masked old man will come out and deliver a fatal blow!”
Ye Fan paused the chopsticks in his hand slightly: “The old man in the mask?”
“That’s right, a supreme master who can see the beginning but not the end of the dragon!”
Cai Lingzhi nodded lightly: “This masked old man is powerful and ruthless. He has also targeted the assassination of Tiemu Cihua. It seems he hates him deeply.”
“Temu Cihua seems to know a little about him and hates him deeply, but there is nothing we can do about the old man in the mask!”
“Although the masked old man can’t kill Tiemu Cihua, Tiemu Cihua can’t do anything to him!”
Cai Lingzhi added: “The masked old man escapes unscathed every time!”
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath: “This masked old man reminds me of an old friend…”
Cai Lingzhi looked at Ye Fan and smiled: “No need to speculate, he is your old friend.”
“After my intelligence and Xu Dingfeng’s big data analysis, it can be determined that he is Tang Sanguo…”
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