Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

The Duke of Lance lit a cigar and exhaled thick smoke.

He looked at the young man sitting opposite him through the fog.

Shen Xiujin is only twenty-five years old this year.

But it was so strange, his eyes were too deep and deep, with a look far beyond his age and a hint of weariness.

And his daughter...

The Duke of Lance frowned worriedly when he thought of Su Qiao's careless and silly look.

She is no match for Shen Xiujin. When he sells her, she will happily help him count the money!

"Mr. Shen, take a step back and say, even if you really like Xiao Qiao now, you will keep it for the rest of your life. Sincerity is an ever-changing thing and there is no guarantee. I can't trust you just because you say a few nice words. My daughter is dealing with you." The Duke of Lance simply opened up to him and said, "... You are too powerful, we can't afford to offend you, and we can't afford to bet. My daughter, I don't ask for anything from her, I just want her. She can be happy and carefree for the rest of her life. Even if she accomplishes nothing and is a little waste, as long as she is happy, I can support her for the rest of her life."

Duke Lance looked directly at Shen Xiujin, his expression and tone lowered, and he said word by word: "Mr. Shen, you are so powerful that we cannot afford to offend you. Let my little Qiao go."

Shen Xiujin was not surprised by Duke Lance's reaction.

If he could be moved by his few words, he wouldn't be in the position he is in now.

Shen Xiujin lowered his eyes and glanced at his watch.

He said calmly: "Your Highness the Duke, I think your international legal team should have received my contract."

The Duke of Lance was a little confused. Just as he was about to say something, there was a knock on the private room door, and one of his assistants walked in quickly with a work phone.

"Your Highness, this is Lawyer Sylman's call. He said that he has something very important that he needs to contact you immediately."

Attorney Sylman is the head of the Duke of Lance Law Group, a well-known international law firm specializing in business and international law.

He always works calmly and never disturbs his employer in his private time...

The Duke of Lance glanced at Shen Xiujin across from him, took the phone, and spoke in a standard old-money aristocratic tone.

"Silman, why are you so anxious?"

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone. The Duke of Lance listened and listened. He had been lazily leaning on the back of the sofa, but he couldn't help but sit up straight, and his whole person became serious.

He quickly glanced at Shen Xiujin, and while listening to the phone, he opened his personal mailbox and saw hundreds of pages of contracts...

The Duke of Lance suddenly stood up and stared at Shen Xiujin in disbelief. He made a rare loss of composure and his lips turned slightly white.

"Are you serious?!" Duke Lance felt the blood all over his body was burning and rushing to the top of his head. He was so boiling that his brain was confused and he was horrified and trapped. "...All the assets in your name will be transferred to Xiao Qiao. ?!!"

Even if this huge pie fell on his daughter's head, the Duke of Lance had to say something.

"Shen Xiujin, are you crazy??"

Shen Xiujin drank the tea calmly.

"Is His Highness the Duke satisfied with my sincerity?"

……

This conversation lasted for an hour.

An hour later, Shen Xiujin and Duke Lance came out of the club side by side.

The expression on the Duke of Lance's face was completely opposite to that when he walked in. He had an almost amiable smile on his face, and even took the initiative to reach out and pat Shen Xiujin on the shoulder unfamiliarly and deliberately.

"Xiao Shen, if you are free in the future, you can come and sit at home."

"..."

It was the first time that Shen Xiujin was called like a parking boy. He glanced at the hand falling on his shoulder, remained silent for two seconds uncomfortably, and adjusted his position.

"Okay, uncle."

The Duke of Lance was even more satisfied and patted it twice more.

"Yes, there are not many young people nowadays who are as capable as you, Xiao Shen, and who can love others. Uncle, I am optimistic about you."

Shen Xiujin: "Thank you very much."

The Duke of Lance's car has already arrived.

He got into the car, glanced at Shen Xiujin standing outside, and finally asked: "Does Xiao Qiao know what you have done?"

Shen Xiujin said: "These things are too complicated, she doesn't need to know."

The two men's eyes met and they reached a consensus at this moment.

Although their positions are different, Su Qiao is the person they care about most, and they all just hope that she will live a happy life...

Duke Lance finally showed a hint of relief in his eyes.

After the Duke of Lance's car left, Shen Xiujin turned around and got in the car.

The night wind blew in her face, and Shen Xiujin coughed quietly.

Tang Yi immediately took out the thin blanket he had prepared and covered him.

He looked at the pale and slender face of his second master and endured it, but he still couldn't.

"Second Master, are you feeling well?"

"The most difficult thing is to lose all five senses. Yu Jinghuai endured it for me. What can happen to me? At most, I am weak." Shen Xiujin passed the topic lightly and warned at the same time, "If you shouldn't say anything, do it in front of my wife." Don’t even mention a word.”

"..."

Tang Yi has been following him for decades, so how could he not know Shen Xiujin's temper?

He had no choice but to swallow his worries and concerns.

"Yes."

Since the second master said it was okay, it should really be okay...

Shen Xiujin took out her mobile phone and opened WeChat with more than 20 unread messages.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

There is only one contact in his WeChat.

Little Rose: [Baoer, how was your conversation with my dad? 】

Little Rose: [? ? ? He won't hit you, right? ? 】

Little Rose: [If he really hits you, lie down immediately and call the police! I'm looking for Yan Nantian. He's an old acquaintance of mine. If I show some respect, he can keep my dad in jail for two more days! 】

Shen Xiujin: "..."

It is true that filial piety brings strength.