Finally, the 49 subordinates who rushed back to He's house were cleaned up, and he reported all the ambush to He Zheng.

He Zheng, who was sitting at the desk listening, did not speak, but frowned.

Standing outside the desk, the man continued, "That group should be heading for the land. The new factory is surrounded by temporary points where they collect some prohibited things. When the auction was opened, we could not rob it, so we would do this."

"Asking an alarm."

He Zheng's voice was cold.

"I have called the police, and the police probably have gone to take their nest now." said the subordinate.

He Zheng didn't say anything coldly. Fortunately, 49 was fine. If something happened, he didn't know how to explain to Ji Cheng.

"So you are here! I have been searching for a long time."

When Fan Zhuo got up, he couldn't see He Zheng's figure. He searched around and found the study room. He entered the study room with an unhappy look and threw it to the door.

Seeing that the subordinates of the Fan Prison nodded respectfully and quickly made way out.

Fan Zhuo yawned, glanced at his subordinates, then sat down in He Zheng's arms while walking into the desk, and looked up lazily at He Zheng behind him.

He Zheng lowered his head and kissed Fan Zhuo's lips, and put his arms around Fan Zhuo's waist with one hand.

"That damn old man Shen Yu is causing trouble for you again?"

Fan Zhuo showed an irritable look, frowned, and had a murderous look on his face.

"It's something else, not him."

He Zheng said, and after that, he lowered his head and kissed Fan Zhuo's lips.

"It's better if I'm going to kill him." Fan Yu was furious and finally touched his stomach and said, "I'm hungry."

He Zheng knew that Fan Zhuo was feeling uncomfortable today and didn’t eat much, so he had just ordered the housekeeper to cook some midnight snacks.

He pointed his chin at the ground, patted Fan Yu's thigh and asked him to get off himself and take him downstairs.

"Then you will die if you hold me down!"

Fan Zhuo was unhappy and cursed, but he still got up. After all, he still knew that he was very heavy.ωωw..net

"Do you have late supper?"

He walked out of the desk and raised his eyebrows and asked his subordinates.

"No, no, no, I'm not hungry."

The subordinates quickly refused and then looked at He Zheng.

He Zheng raised his chin and pointed at him, indicating that his subordinates could go down.

The subordinates left quickly, sighing in their hearts: The boss really likes the wife! The wife doesn’t get angry when she sits on his lap. Usually, when others approach him, he is as terrifying as if he wants to kill the other person.

He has been with He Zheng for many years and has seen too many people who have been touching He Zheng. However, no matter how beautiful the other party is, He Zheng will not take a look. Even if the Fan Zhu often runs to him and is not dealt with in the way, he will not ask anyone to come. He has been waiting for Fan Zhu, and his private life is very clean. He has never touched anyone except Fan Zhu, and his face looks ugly if others are within one meter of his side.

"Mrs. How's your stomach? Are you getting better?"

The butler who was placing midnight snacks in the dining room saw Fan Zhuo and He Zheng come in and ask.

"Nothing is wrong."

Fan Zhuo replied casually, touching his hungry belly, sitting down on the chair next to him,

He Zheng sat down, looked up and said to the butler opposite him, "A cup of coffee."

"You won't be able to sleep when drinking coffee in the middle of the night, and drink milk for a while to get some sleep."

After saying that, the housekeeper walked to He Zheng and put a glass of warm milk in front of He Zheng.

He Zheng didn't say anything, frowned and stared at the milk on the table. He didn't know how many years he hadn't drunk this thing.

"Drinking coffee is not good for your health."

Seeing He Zheng frowned, the housekeeper immediately persuaded him, worried about He Zheng's health.

"How could he drink this? Just give him a glass of juice."

Fan Yu said, picking up the milk and taking a sip, putting down the milk and eating chicken porridge.

"Okay, I'll go right now."

The housekeeper walked to the kitchen happily, as long as He Zheng didn't drink coffee, he would drink anything, and even if Fan Zhuo asked him to drink juice, He Zheng would definitely drink it.

As expected, the housekeeper took the juice over and drank it to He Zheng without any hesitation.

The housekeeper looked at him from the side and felt that Fan Zhuo was not qualified as Mrs. He, but being with He Zheng could make He Zheng obedient. The more he looked at Fan Zhuo, the more he liked him.

The master should be happy too, so what about the male wife? As long as you are kind to us, Mr. He Zheng, it is not a problem for Mr. He Zheng to like him.

The housekeeper felt relieved, and the eyes looking at He Zheng and Fan Zhuo were extremely loving.

He unconsciously touched the necklace on his chest, and the smile on his face became more and more gentle. The master must have watched it in the sky.

He Zheng glanced at the necklace on the butler's neck, and a picture appeared in his mind. The butler was sitting at the back door and cried as he looked at the photo of his head on the necklace.

When he was passing by, the housekeeper was shocked when he saw him. He hurriedly closed the photo and stood up quickly, looking very panicked.

The housekeeper's abnormality reminded He Zheng of the secret room in his father's room, which was full of portraits of a sense of age.

The portraits are all the same man. The man is not very big. He looks only about 2021, and is about 175 tall. He looks white and gentle.
Chapter completed!