My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"what?"

Murong Wan looked at him in surprise.

Even Murong Wan knew that Yang Feng must know many things that she could not imagine.

But she still didn't expect that Yang Feng could guess this.

Although it was just a guess, since Yang Feng could tell her, it meant he was quite confident.

Yang Feng grinned and said, "You'll know when the time comes."

"A secret?"

"Of course, or you beg me and I'll tell you."

Yang Feng looked proud.

He finally found something that could arouse Murong Wan's curiosity, and he immediately started to show off.

Murong Wan narrowed her eyes and smiled, saying, "It doesn't matter. I won't listen for now. Anyway, it's OK as long as you know it."

"Oh, no, why don't you play by the rules?!"

Yang Feng became a little anxious when he heard this.

Murong Wan spread her hands and said, "Let's go back."

She walked forward.

Yang Feng hurriedly followed behind, trying to persuade her.

The two chatted happily along the way and arrived home very quickly.

at home.

Yang Feng followed Murong Wan and said, "Hey, if you ask me for help, I will definitely tell you. Don't act so cool."

"Do not listen."

"you……"

"It seems someone is looking for us."

Murong Wan interrupted Yang Feng.

Only then did Yang Feng notice that there was a member of the Yan Department of the Investigation Bureau sitting in the yard.

Yang Feng had seen this man before. He was one of the instructors who attended the meeting. His name was Han Tengfei.

"It seems that the two archbishops have a good relationship and are in a good mood."

Han Tengfei greeted the two of them.

He is one of the few people who has no prejudice against Yang Feng.

Yang Feng was a little surprised to see him coming, and asked, "Is the instructor from the Investigation Bureau here so soon?"

"No, actually I'm the only one who came here."

"Then the others..."

"Some of them will start coming tomorrow. Director Jiang asked me to come early for other reasons."

Han Tengfei said this, his eyes always on Yang Feng.

It was obvious that what he wanted to say was related to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng seemed to understand and asked, "Did someone ask you to bring something to me?"

"Yes, there is a person. He said he is your friend, but I think he should be a member of Shanhe before."

There was something complicated in Han Tengfei's eyes.

Although he had no prejudice against Yang Feng's strength.

But Han Tengfei felt that Yang Feng was using Shanhe’s people and had set up a department to obtain intelligence.

This is actually a big deal for the Investigation Bureau and can be considered a potential threat.

Yang Feng didn't care about Han Tengfei's gaze, but asked: "What's the name?"

"Tang Yu."

"Yes, he's my friend."

Yang Feng agreed.

Han Tengfei thought for a while and said, "He asked me to bring you something, but I don't know what's inside it."

As he spoke, Han Tengfei took out a piece of parchment.

The parchment was blank, but there was a faint spiritual power floating on it.

This was the secret technique that Yang Feng had specially taught them before.

Using spiritual power to write your own unique secret code on it is not only safe, but also even if someone finds it, they will not be able to understand it.

Yang Feng's expression changed slightly.

He knew that if Tang Yu had not encountered something extremely urgent, he would never be so anxious to find him.

However, due to Han Tengfei being here, Yang Feng did not look at it immediately after taking it, but said: "Okay, it just so happens that we are planning to have a small meeting tomorrow, and you may be able to participate when you come."

"It looks like you've already made a safety plan for this time."

“In fact, that’s what we came here to do.”

Yang Feng smiled.

Han Tengfei felt much more relieved and said, "Oh, by the way, when I came here this time, Director Jiang specifically asked me to tell you that this time, in addition to you, the Zhuge family may also send a chief commander."

"That's good news. At least there's someone to work with."

Yang Feng laughed.

Murong Wan also nodded and said, "People from the Zhuge family must have their own unique qualities."

The two had almost the same opinion.

Han Tengfei was a little surprised and said, "I didn't expect you to accept it so quickly. I thought you would still be angry."

"It's good to have someone to discuss things with, especially someone from the Zhuge family."

Yang Feng was very relaxed.

He had a very good impression of the Zhuge family, especially the head of the Zhuge family, Lu Changan, and some of the people in the family.

Han Tengfei immediately thought of something and said with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Yang has a very good relationship with the Zhuge family. It seems that what he said is true."

“It’s just a personal hobby.”

Yang Feng didn't say much about this, but just asked: "By the way, is there anything else besides this?"

"That's all. Director Jiang said that if you need to take any external action, you can contact him directly and he will support you from outside."

Han Tengfei emphasized this.

In fact, it was because he guessed that what Yang Feng had just received must be very important and involved specific actions with Shanhe.

Yang Feng just agreed and said politely: "I will definitely do it."

"In that case, I won't bother you."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

Yang Feng nodded.

He looked at Han Tengfei's leaving figure, and his expression gradually became serious.

Murong Wan looked at him and said, "I want to go to my aunt's house to see Zhu Wei and the others."

After saying that, Murong Wan walked into the manor.

Yang Feng knew that she didn't want to get involved in anything related to the stream.

Yang Feng sat next to him and opened the parchment that Tang Yu handed to him.

He gently injected spiritual power into his eyes, and could clearly see the spiritual power floating above and the words written on it.

After finishing reading a paragraph, Yang Feng's eyes showed a bit more excitement and excitement.

But soon, he restrained himself.

"it is good……"

Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, he couldn't help but say this word in his heart.

No one knew that this was a huge foreshadowing of this Operation Shanhe.

Or maybe this foreshadowing had already been laid.

After Yang Feng lit the parchment and burned it, he stood up and stretched.

Just at this time, Qin Zhiling ran out and said, "Yang Feng, why are you still here? My mother asked you to come over for dinner. She is cooking for you again today."

"Well, actually Auntie is a good cook."

"That's because you're lucky to have come here. If you had come ten years earlier..."

Qin Zhiling recalled and said helplessly: "Forget it, forget it, I'm too lazy to talk about this."

Her helpless expression was enough to show how terrible Zhao Fengming’s cooking skills were before.

Yang Feng didn't care about these things. He felt like home here anyway.

No matter what, she is Murong Wan's aunt after all, so she is more or less a relative.

Many times, blood ties are difficult to replace, let alone the blood ties from one’s mother’s family.

After Yang Feng finished his meal, it was completely dark.

But even though it was night, the Qin family's house was still brightly lit.

This was Qin Tianming's specific request to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation.

Yang Feng did not continue to stay in the master's manor, but went for a walk outside to experience the Qin family's nightlife.

However, he had just walked a short distance when he saw a familiar figure at the door of the only noodle shop in the village.