Crazy sweet! Mr. Gu spoils his wife and spends hundreds of billions

The hair on that man's head was gray, he was old, and there were fine lines at the corners of his eyes. He has handsome facial features, elegant eyebrows, gentle manners and personable manner. His movements exuded the aura of a scholar, like a man of letters full of knowledge.

Having met him and being familiar with him, of course Lin Qian knew him.

Cheng...Cheng Fansheng!

Lin Qian couldn't remember exactly how long it had been since she last contacted him.

It seems that after she was diagnosed with depression, she cut off contact with him.

While she was thinking, Cheng Fansheng had already walked outside the car window.

He was wearing a long, slim-fitting jet black windbreaker. The cold wind blew outside the window, and the hem of his windbreaker was flying fiercely in the cold wind.

Against the background of a dark suit, those bookish eyes were filled with coldness and ripples, and the gaze in them was as sharp as a blade.

"Get out of the car!" Cheng Fansheng stood up straight, lowered his eyes and looked at the sissy, and repeated what he had just said, "Let her go, come at me if you want to kill her. You are a grown man after all, with a If a weak woman cannot survive, if this word spreads, people in the world will look down upon you."

The sissy curled up the corners of her mouth and gave a weird and somewhat sick smile. The smile coupled with the deep red scars across his face gave him an indescribable weird feeling, "That's wrong! That's wrong!" Big mistake. She is not a weak woman. She is indeed your daughter. She looks delicate and delicate, but she is actually very scheming. "

She is indeed your daughter!

Hearing this sentence, Lin Qian was dumbfounded.

She only knew that Cheng Fansheng and her biological mother Lin Ya had an unforgettable relationship. She didn't know or realize that Cheng Fansheng was actually her biological father.

No wonder, when she met Cheng Fansheng for the first time, she felt an inexplicable and natural feeling of intimacy and affection. It was the nature of blood.

Lin Qian was distracted as she was thinking about something on her mind.

The cold metal suddenly pressed against her mandible.

Lin Qian looked down and saw a small pistol that was only half the size of a palm. It was painted silver-white with gilt lines on the edges. It was as delicate as a work of art.

The hand holding the hand was thin and slender, with protruding joints, and was covered with a thin layer of cold white skin. On the back of the hand, dark blue blood vessels are clearly visible.

This hand looked sickly in its paleness, just like its owner.

Holding the gun against her, she apologized sincerely in a sissy tone: "I'm sorry, I'm going to kill you, in front of him. Let him watch the love child born between him and his beloved woman being succumbed to me. The bullet fired hit the head.”

Hearing this, Cheng Fansheng's normally calm brows and eyes were filled with panic. However, the next second, the panic disappeared.

He was very calm, as if he were just doing things as usual, and warned the sissy: "Kill her, and you will pay a price you are not willing to pay."

The sissy didn't know whether she didn't understand or not, so he said to himself, "I know, she is your weakness. In this life, your faith is the main thing, and you leave your small family to take care of everyone. She is your family, you Give her up too, in exchange for a false name given to her by the world.”

The pistol was pressed against the mandible, and the sissy index finger was resting on the trigger. With just a slight movement of his index finger, the bullet would shoot out and Lin Qian would be dead.

With her life hanging by a thread, Lin Qian spoke calmly and calmly: "If you kill me, I will destroy you. I will give you my life in exchange for your being disabled for the rest of your life, and I will not lose anything."

She still held the laser pointer in her hand, and the tip of the laser pointer was still in its original position.

The sissy turned her eyes and stared at her quite intently.

On her face, she couldn't see a trace of panic. All she saw was calmness, not calmness because of a confident mind, but a kind of calmness that didn't treat death as a story and just died.

Appreciation arose spontaneously, and the sissy praised her greatly: "Look, she looks at death as if she is home. She is such a woman. She is courageous, calm in situations, smart and agile, and without special training, she is as good as an agent with a professional background. You If you want a daughter to inherit her father's legacy, her achievements will definitely be as good as your father's."

Lin Qian raised her other hand, brushed her hair, passed her little finger across her ear, and quickly inserted an earplug into her ear.

A line of sight came in from outside the car window. Lin Qian glanced to the left and met Cheng Fansheng's eyes that contained a thousand words.

There was guilt, helplessness, and reminder in his eyes.

The father and daughter had a clear understanding of each other, Cheng Fan remained silent, but Lin Qian could read a reminder from his eyes: procrastinate for time, procrastinate as much as possible.

Lin Qian's eyes flashed and she responded: Okay!

She looked away, pretending to be curious, "What achievements did he achieve? Tell me, and let me understand even if I die."

Sissy's detailed introduction: "On the surface, he is just an entrepreneur of considerable strength. In fact, he is an excellent agent working in the National Intelligence Department. For many years, he has traveled around the world, lurking around, collecting intelligence..."

After just a few words, Lin Qian already understood Cheng Fansheng's specific identity, and also understood the reason why he and Lin Ya failed to achieve success.

National situation department! It was a very mysterious special department where members did not have work clothes and whose identities and work contents were kept strictly confidential.

The country has never publicized Cheng Fansheng's achievements. It proves that those matters, involving confidentiality, are all sealed in files and are not suitable for public disclosure.

"Stop talking!" Lin Qian interrupted the sissy, "I don't want to know things that I shouldn't know, lest I get into trouble."

"Ha, she is his daughter after all. She is very enlightened." The sissy raised her right hand holding the pistol, forcing Lin Qian to raise her head, "You don't want to know why we are targeting you? Why we sent out one killer after another? Taking your life?"

Lin Qian didn't hesitate: "Then you still need to ask? He took away your den, and you wanted to take revenge, so you targeted me frantically."

"First there is a cause, then there is an effect." The sissy voice was soft, her expression was warm and gentle, and her words were as cold as ice. "If he doesn't hurt us hard, how can we keep an eye on you. So, don't blame us, blame him. He was the one who got you involved."

Lin Qian was unmoved, "I think he knew me a long time ago and didn't recognize me because he didn't want to implicate me. He did a good job. Even I didn't realize it. He is my father, and you are so cunning. Found it. They seemed to be smart, but in fact, they were cowards. They couldn't deal with him, so they turned to deal with me who seemed easy to deal with."

"You're right. Compared to him, you are indeed easier to deal with." Sissy tilted her body to the right, almost leaning on Lin Qian's shoulder. "For example, now, once I shoot, within two seconds, It can kill you. No matter how smart you are, you can't save yourself."

Cheng Fansheng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly threw his mobile phone with the screen on and said solemnly: "Look, if you shoot, they will shoot too. That AK47 is much more powerful than a pistol. You shot her head off." , your girl will be crushed into pieces by the AK47."

The sissy picked up the phone and looked at the photos displayed on the screen. His cheeks twitched a few times and he cursed angrily: "You can't even protect a vegetative state. They are trash, they are all trash!"