The rich man on the run: The gangster is so hard to get rid of

Two years later, the courtyard of the Shen family villa was filled with fireworks.

Recently, a new cook came to the Shen family. This cook is from Sichuan. After accidentally learning that Mrs. Shen likes to eat sausages, he started making homemade smoked sausages in the courtyard.

The Shen family villa is located halfway up the mountain. A year ago, Shen Peizhi moved to this villa from the presidential suite on the top floor of the CW Hotel in order to start a new life.

The stretched Rolls-Royce was driving on the mountainous road. Shen Peizhi was sitting in the back seat, his fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard of his laptop.

Six months ago, the Ling Group was acquired by the Datang Group. Shen Peizhi took this opportunity to make a major change in the top management of Datang and personally became the chairman of the Datang Group.

Ever since Ling Tang was brought back from Boston two years ago, he had begun to deliberately launder the Shen family's property.

The driver wearing white gloves quickly changed his expression when he saw thick smoke rising from a certain direction.

"Mr. Shen, there seems to be a fire in the villa."

When Shen Peizhi heard the sound, he looked away from the screen. He looked up and saw a thick cloud of smoke coming out of his villa.

He frowned and said sternly, "Speed ​​up!"

The driver stepped on the accelerator and the car quickly picked up speed.

When Shen Peizhi hurriedly got out of the car, he saw the sausages hanging in the yard. The strong smoke drifted into his nose, choking him and coughing several times.

Shen Peizhi quickly covered his mouth and nose and took a few steps away. The anxiety on his face disappeared and was replaced by anger.

"What are you doing? Where is Uncle Lian? Where is Uncle Lian!"

When the Sichuan chef saw that the boss was back, he fanned himself a few times, making the smoke thicker.

It happened that Shen Peizhi was standing downwind, and a small puff of scattered thick smoke drifted towards him, making his throat hurt.

Uncle Lian was supervising the work at the door of the villa. When he heard Shen Peizhi's voice, he didn't dare to waste a moment and trotted all the way.

The bodyguard who followed Shen Peizhi brought a basin of water from nowhere and poured it on the incense burner without hesitation.

When the Sichuan cook saw this, his expression changed, "Oh, what are you doing... I managed to light the fire with great difficulty."

Shen Peizhi suppressed the urge to hit someone and asked with an ugly face, "Uncle Lian, what's going on?"

Uncle Lian was naturally aware of his boss's anger, but he calmly used his trump card.

"My wife likes to eat the sausages made by Master Chen recently. Master Chen said that homemade ones are healthier..."

When Shen Peizhi heard the sound, most of his anger had subsided. He turned around and said coldly, "Be careful and don't set the house on fire."

He left the scene of the crime neatly.

Shen Peizhi entered the villa and didn't see the figure he wanted to see in the living room. He looked around and found no one.

He took off his coat, handed it to Uncle Lian, and asked, "Where's the wife?"

Uncle Lian took the coat and said, "My wife's piano teacher is here and she is giving lessons upstairs."

Shen Peizhi raised his legs to go upstairs, "But I didn't hear the sound of piano playing."

"I've been playing for half an hour just now, and now it's time to rest."

Uncle Lian is a very capable housekeeper. He takes care of everything in this villa in order.

When Shen Peizhi walked halfway, the sound of the piano floated out.

He slowly walked upstairs to the piano classroom where she often took classes. When he saw her, she was wearing a woolen sweater and a shawl draped around her shoulders.

She sat in front of the piano, her head lowered, her long hair draped over her shoulders, and the hair on her forehead was tucked behind her ears, revealing her beautiful neck and profile.

Her slender white fingers danced on the keys, and the beautiful piano music floated out from under her fingertips.

The piano teacher stood aside with a smile on his lips. He looked up and saw Shen Peizhi standing at the door.

She was about to tell Ling Tang, but Shen Peizhi put her index finger to her lips to signal her to be silent.

After the song ended, Lingtang looked up. Just when he was about to ask the teacher if he had played the wrong syllables, he heard the sound of "papapapa" applause at the door.

Ling Tang turned around and saw the person standing at the door, and the expression on his face froze instantly.

Shen Peizhi smiled slightly, ignored her unhappiness, walked into the room slowly, and said lazily, "Teacher Gu, get out of class is over now."

Teacher Gu heard the sound and looked down at Ling Tang, as if asking for her opinion.

Lingtang was silent for a moment, "Teacher Gu, that's it for today's practice. We will meet again next Wednesday."

There were only two of them left in the room.

Shen Peizhi walked to her side, leaned against the piano, and stared straight at Ling Tang, "The song just now was very nice. Play it to me again."

Ling Tang frowned impatiently and responded to him with an indifferent expression, "I'm very tired and I need to rest."

After that, he stood up and prepared to leave the room.

Shen Peizhi opened his legs, stood in front of her, pushed her back to the piano bench, and ordered in a deep voice, "I said, play it for me again."

Ling Tang raised his head and looked at him, the disgust in his eyes was clear, "Shen Peizhi, I am not an actor to please you. I said I don't want to play."

Her disgust pierced into his heart like an ice pick, causing him to lose control again. He squeezed her shoulders with such force that he almost crushed her, his eyes dark.

"Xiaotang, I can bring Ling Nian and Ling Xiang back from England at any time. Are you sure you want to disobey me?"

Shen Peizhi has always been smart and knows how to hit a snake within seven inches.

Ling Tang gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his shoulder, and said bitterly, "I can play it."

……

During dinner in the evening, Shen Peizhi suggested that the New Year was coming soon and asked Uncle Lian to decorate the villa as he did in previous years.

Lingtang took out his phone and looked at the calendar, only to realize that the New Year was coming soon.

I wonder how Niannian and Xiangxiang are doing in the UK. She hasn't contacted them for a long time.

After dinner, Lingtang entered the bedroom dejectedly while holding his cell phone, took a shower, and lay on the bed, worried.

The maid brought in a glass of milk, "Sir, he said that he has official business to deal with tonight, so he asked you to drink this glass of milk and rest first."

Ling Tang raised her eyes and looked at the time. It was 09:30 in the evening. She nodded and replied indifferently, "I understand."

The maid withdrew. She glanced sideways at the milk on the bedside table, but did not pick it up.

Lingtang's sleep was very light. About two hours later, she vaguely heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.

At first she thought it was an illusion, until the mattress next to her sank, and then a cold, wet hand slid into her pajamas like a snake.

Lingtang opened her eyes. Under the cold moonlight, her eyes were surprisingly bright. What followed was an overwhelming kiss, and everything fell into place.

……

With a "pop" sound, the wall lamp was turned on. Shen Peizhi stood up and lifted the quilt, and crystal sweat dripped from his naked chest.

He put on his slippers and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a shower. When he saw the milk on the bedside table, he frowned.

He picked up the bathrobe he had just thrown on the floor, put it on casually, turned his head and looked at the woman on the bed, "Why don't you drink milk?"

The emotion faded away, but there was still a trace of blush on her cheeks, "I don't like it."

Shen Peizhi picked up the milk on the bedside table and said in a tone that could not be refused, "You must drink milk. It is nutritious and will increase the chance of pregnancy."

Ling Tang only felt that Shen Peizhi was crazy. If drinking a few glasses of milk could lead to pregnancy, then wouldn't those infertile people in the world be able to raise a cow at home?

But Lingtang didn't bother to argue. She stood up, took the milk, drank it in one gulp, and then put the cup on the bedside table.

"Shen Peizhi, you want me to get pregnant so much, why don't you check your body?"

Shen Peizhi's face darkened and he said coldly, "There is nothing wrong with my body!"

"Ha ha!"

This hehe was deliberately elongated by her, as if she was mocking his overconfidence.

Shen Peizhi had long been accustomed to her eccentric appearance, so he was not annoyed at all. He opened the bathroom door and walked in.

When he opened the door, Ling Tang's voice floated into his ears faintly, "This New Year, I want to go to England to spend it with my children."

Her plan did not include Shen Peizhi. How could he not have heard that she only used "I" instead of "we".

"no!"

Shen Peizhi didn't hesitate at all and rejected her in a deep voice.