living in the world of reincarnation

Chapter 413 Accident
The tables were filled with sumptuous dishes, and the chef from the Zhao family was skilled. They had all the major cuisines on the surface, but the atmosphere of the table was a bit strange.

The reason was that Zhao Hongxuan could not be contacted all the time, Mrs. Zhao was on the phone all the time, and her expression was a little anxious, while Zhao Jingcai was sullen and kept silent.

If the head of the family didn't speak, everyone didn't move their chopsticks. Zhao Ziyu expressed dissatisfaction with his growling stomach, and gave his father several glances both explicitly and secretly.

"Okay, don't wait!" Zhao Jingcai suppressed his emotions and laughed, "If you don't eat it, it will be cold."

He took the lead and started to move, picked up a piece of ribs for Mu Lanjia, and said to Aunt Zhang's position: "Don't be busy, let's eat."

The atmosphere at the dinner table finally returned to normal. Zhao Jingshu seemed to be more afraid of Zhao's father and kept silently sitting at the end of the table to eat. Zhao Ziyu was more casual and didn't think about the rules and could eat whatever he wanted.

Mu Lan found that there were more and more things in her bowl. The Zhao family and his son had been picking up food for her. However, her appetite could not eliminate these things at all, so she could only glance at Zhao Ziyu helplessly.

Mrs. Zhao looked at the interaction between the two young people with a strange look in her eyes. She lowered her eyes, smiled softly when she raised her head again, and asked, "How old is Mu Lan this year?"

"It's over 21 years old." Mu Lan put down her chopsticks and replied.

"Oh." Mrs. Zhao smiled very kindly, "I heard that the children of the aristocratic family get married late, and you are still young, so don't worry, don't worry."

"What family?"

"What marriage?"

The former sentence was from Mu Lan and the latter sentence was from Zhao Ziyu. The two looked at each other and looked at each other.

Zhao Ziyu looked at her stepmother with a strange expression, "What are you talking about?"

Mu Lan looked directly at Zhao Jingcai with a calm expression, "Did you misunderstand something?"

Zhao Jingcai's expression was also strange, "Isn't Mu Lan a child of an aristocratic family?"

The atmosphere at the dining table seemed to be moving towards a strange atmosphere. Zhao Jingshu seemed to understand it a little bit, with a bit of a smile on her face, and then glanced at her mother.

"Mom, what kind of mandarin ducks are you messing with?"

Mu Lan felt that her mind was filled with black threads. She tried to understand the thoughts of the people at the table, and found that everyone was not on the same channel.

Zhao's father knew that he and Zhao Ziyu were not lovers, but he thought he was a son of an aristocratic family, while Mrs. Zhao thought that he was both a son of an aristocratic family and that the two were lovers, and she came to see her parents today.

"Mu Lan is not from an aristocratic family." Mrs. Zhao suddenly realized, and her expression suddenly relaxed, as if she was relieved.

"Isn't Mu Lan a child of an aristocratic family?" Zhao Jingcai frowned, "I thought you had the ability you showed in Lingnan."

Zhao Jingcai laughed awkwardly, "I thought you were a descendant of the maternal family, or a young lady from one of the three families."

"Didn't I always ask you about the situation of the aristocratic family?" Mu Lan said: "It can't be just pretending."

"That's what you say, people from aristocratic families, even young people." Zhao Jingcai didn't say the last part of the sentence.

Mu Lan stared fixedly at Father Zhao, and Father Zhao smiled embarrassedly.

It turned out that in Yunfu Villa and his party, Mu Lan showed behaviors that are very familiar with the Ye family and the Chu family. In addition, Mu Lan's image and temperament are very special, which inevitably made him suspicious. The noble daughter recognizes her ancestors and returns to her clan".

"You have a rich imagination." Mu Lan commented.

Mu Lan took another deep look at Mrs. Zhao, who was also not a fuel-efficient person. It seemed that she did not want people from aristocratic families to marry Zhao Ziyu, which might threaten Zhao Hongxuan's status.

But Zhao Ziyu had made it clear that he would give up inheriting the company. He neither went to work nor played tricks behind his back. This family seemed a bit ugly.

Although Mrs. Zhao was suppressing her emotions, Mu Lan knew that she was very happy through the observation of her micro-expressions. She kept talking to Mu Lan a lot of caring words, and praised Mu Lan for her good temperament both openly and secretly.

"I finally understand your situation." Mu Lan said in the soul link.

"You know why I don't like going home." Zhao Ziyu said helplessly.

After mentioning the ancient martial arts family, Zhao's father began to change the topic to this aspect. Since he was recognized by the master's family, the business has improved a lot, and those gangsters who messed up the company have disappeared recently.

But Mu Lan knew that this was actually the reason for the contraction of the Black Evil Alliance. The Lingnan Zhao family was now in dire straits and had not yet fully recovered.

"Doesn't Ye Lingyu's family also have property in the capital?" Zhao Ziyu said casually, "The Ye and Zhao families are allies now, you can talk more about business with the Ye family."

"The Ye Group also seems to want to enter the real estate in the capital." As a businessman, Zhao Jingcai thought about it: "I have a good relationship here, and maybe I can match them up."

"Aren't you afraid of stealing your share?" Zhao Ziyu looked at his father.

"Not afraid, not afraid." Zhao Jingcai said with a smile: "We mainly focus on the low-end market, and the Ye family undertakes local municipal projects, which complement each other and do not conflict."

"That's good." Zhao Ziyu continued to bury his head in his mouth.

Seeing the two father and son getting along harmoniously, and it was related to business, Mrs. Zhao was a little apprehensive, and after thinking about it, she said: "You can send Hongxuan over to make an appointment, the Ye family's coming to Beijing is an opportunity, just pave the way for him. "

"That kid doesn't even have a sense of time, is it embarrassing to be sent out?" Zhao Jingcai glanced at his wife and reprimanded him.

"Jing Cai."

Mrs. Zhao lowered her eyes sadly, ate in silence, and stopped talking.

The second half of the family banquet was almost a unilateral exchange between Zhao Jingcai and Mu Lan, mostly about the secrets of the behind-the-scenes forces in China. Zhao Ziyu chatted with each other. As for Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Jingshu, there was no way to intervene.

Mu Lan observed the people with different thoughts with great interest. After all, these were trivial matters that were insignificant to her, so she didn't take them to heart. However, as Zhao Jingcai's employees rushed in, things began to take an unusual turn. walked in the direction.

"Dong Zhao, the Second Young Master is missing."

Even though the employee's voice was very low, Mu Lan still heard it. She frowned and looked at Zhao Jingcai. The expression of the head of the family suddenly became astonished.

"what happened?"

"Is it Hongxuan?" Mrs. Zhao stood up in a panic, and then hurriedly asked.

"What's wrong with my brother?" Zhao Jingshu also looked at her father and exclaimed.

"What are you panicking!" Zhao Jingcai said angrily, then stared at the company employee in suit and leather shoes, his tone immediately calmed down, and said in a deep voice, "There is no outsider here, tell me carefully what's going on? Why did you disappear?"

The employee did not hesitate, and said directly: "Mr. Zhao, I have to report documents to the manager every day. Although it is a holiday, we are not completely resting. He will reply to me in the mailbox every day, but it started from the day before yesterday."

"The manager hasn't replied to me since the day before yesterday. At first I thought he was busy."

"But there was no reply the next day, and today is the third day."

"I started calling Er Shao, and found that he had completely lost contact, and sent someone to inquire, but no one knew where he was."

The employee was a little afraid to look into Zhao Jingcai's eyes, lowered his head and said, "The last time we saw him was three days ago."

(End of this chapter)