What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

Inside the Carlton Private Room.

There were only two people sitting in front of the huge round table, Zhang Xiaoan and Zhang Huairen. Wang Wei sent Zhang Xiaoan to the hotel and left, not knowing why.

Today is the first time that Zhang Xiaoan and Zhang Huairen sit alone in a private room to eat.

Without outsiders, there were fewer people to spread the word, and the two of them chatted much more casually.

After the parents chatted for a while, Zhang Huairen put down his wine glass and asked:

"Xiao'an, I heard that you are related to my old man. It seems that we have known each other for many years?"

"Yes, we have known each other for many years. I was a soldier before and worked as a bodyguard for Mr. Zhang for several years after demobilization."

If Zhang Xiaoan remembered correctly, she had told Fang Moxuan these lies once.

As for how it reached Zhang Huairen's ears, he didn't know, but he was sure that Fang Moxuan didn't tell him.

"So you still have this relationship with my old man. If you put it this way, we can be considered a family. After all, anyone who can be my old man's bodyguard can definitely be regarded as his confidant!" Zhang Huairen smiled with a smile on his face. , In fact, I didn’t believe what he said at all.

He knew that Zhang Youzhi had secretly cultivated a group of forces that the Zhang family had no access to, but Zhang Xiaoan would definitely not be one of them.

Because Zhang Xiaoan is a bit too young, and because his people photographed Zhang Xiaoan and Zhang Youzhi in the past, the relationship between the two was obviously a bit close, and it didn't look like the relationship between a bodyguard and his employer at all.

"Hahaha, yes, when I worked as a bodyguard for Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang has always been very good to me. Logically speaking, we are indeed a family. I am also very concerned about Mr. Zhang's physical condition." Zhang Xiaoan asked following the words. : "I wonder how Mr. Zhang's physical condition is lately?"

Zhang Huairen's expression darkened when he heard this, and after a long pause he said, "Xiao'an, to be honest, the old man's physical condition is not very good, and he was diagnosed with a terminal illness before."

"Now it's not just a matter of physical condition. The brothers in my family have noticed that something is wrong with the old man's mental state. It's as if he has become a different person."

"How can I describe that feeling... It's like I have Alzheimer's disease and I'm not as smart as before."

After Zhang Huairen finished speaking, he observed Zhang Xiaoan's emotions calmly.

Zhang Xiaoan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can't you? From what I know about Mr. Zhang, his mental state has always been very good. Even if he is terminally ill, he will not have any mental problems."

"Xiao'an, I'm not the only one who felt this. It was all of us in the Zhang family who noticed that the old man was not in a normal state of mind. We were not allowed to take him to the hospital even after several times. When we talked about this matter It just gives me a headache." Zhang Huairen showed a melancholy expression.

The worry is real. After all, he is his biological father. Everyone wants Zhang Youzhi to be healthy.

"It doesn't matter. I'll go to Hanking at some time. I'll advise Mr. Zhang to take him to the hospital."

……

When Zhang Xiaoan and Zhang Xiaoan were talking in the private room.

Hundreds of kilometers away, on a winding mountain road.

"Hua Hua Hua..."

Zhang Qingyang drove the car and looked at the pouring rain in front of him, his face gradually becoming anxious.

"No, it's raining too hard. Water is already flowing down the mountain. If there is more and more water, our car will be washed down the mountain."

Fang Moxuan looked out the car window.

The heavy rain was beating against the windows, and you could vaguely see the abyss beneath the winding mountain road next to you.

If the car is washed away by the rain, it will not be much better than the skin being peeled off even if it is not dead.

"Don't worry, be steady. The navigation shows that we will go down the mountain in seven kilometers. Drive quickly and it will be fine." Fang Moxuan behaved calmly and warned: "Drive quickly, but there are too many turns on the winding mountain road. Yes, you must hold still!"

"Qingyang, if you feel nervous, I'll drive."

Zhang Qingyang is also a man, and the blood of the Zhang family still flows in his body. At this time, he will definitely not be a coward and let a woman take the lead.

"It's okay, you two fasten your seat belts and sit tight!"

After Zhang Qingyang finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator, kept the speed of the car at fifty miles, and drove forward neither too fast nor too slowly.

Yang Xinyi, who was sitting next to Fang Moxuan in the back row, looked a little pale.

They now face not only the danger of being washed down by flash floods, but the mountain on the left is bare and has very little vegetation. If there is a mudslide, their car can be buried.

If you are unlucky and encounter a rolling boulder, it will not be buried, and the car body will easily be smashed into dough.

Yang Xinyi had a guilty look on her face and said, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If I hadn't suggested coming to Winding Mountain Road for a walk, we wouldn't have encountered such a thing."

"Say that nonsense! The steering wheel is in my hand, and it has nothing to do with you!" Zhang Qingyang comforted: "Don't think so much. If it doesn't rain here, the scenery is really good. If the three of us die, It’s good here too.”

"Snapped!"

Fang Moxuan raised her hand to give him a slap and cursed: "A crow's mouth! He can say those depressing words. If you drive well, we will definitely be able to get down the mountain safely today!"

"Yes, yes, it's my fault. We will definitely be able to get down the mountain safely today!"

As soon as Zhang Qingyang finished speaking, there was a loud "bang" sound and the car body shifted half a meter towards the side of the mountain.

"Brother! Watch the road carefully and be careful of the rocks washed down from the mountain by the water. You are not Zhang Qingyang now, you are the living god who saved our lives, okay?"

"OK OK..." Zhang Qingyang nodded repeatedly.

Slowing down the speed, Zhang Qingyang gritted his teeth and tensed his nerves in two minutes, and finally drove less than 500 meters.

But the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and it was impossible to see anything from a meter away.

Zhang Qingyang asked with sweat pouring from his forehead: "The situation doesn't seem to be good. How about... let's call for rescue first? Let them be prepared at any time first?"

"Smart, I'll fight now."

Fang Moxuan called the rescue phone and explained her location and current situation.

After she hung up the phone, she dug out Zhang Xiaoan's WeChat account, sent her location, took out her phone, recorded a video and sent it.

Then Fang Moxuan typed: [Honey, remember this location. If you can’t get through when you call me, bring someone here to find me. No matter what the result is, please remember that I will always love you! 】

After sending it to Zhang Xiaoan, Fang Moxuan forwarded the location and video to Wang Wei.

Finally, he added a postscript: [Uncle Wei, if something happens to me, please help me take care of Xiaoan. He is a very good person and he will take care of you in your old age. 】

"Squeak~"

There was a tooth-aching brake sound, and Zhang Qingyang banged the steering wheel and cursed: "Fuck! The road ahead is blocked by gravel on the mountain. I can't get out! I'll call my uncle first."

Zhang Qingyang dialed Zhang Huairen's phone number.

"Hey, uncle..."

"Qingyang, where are you? Why is it so noisy over there?"

"I am here……"

Before Zhang Qingyang could finish his words, the mountain torrent sloping down and instantly rushed the car off the winding mountain road...