Song Yuanchao exerted the least effort last night, but he was the second most seriously injured of all the bodyguards.

Maozi Ge intercepted Zhang Ziqiang in his car and faced a hail of bullets from two automatic AKs, only suffering minor grazes. However, half of his hair was almost burned off, and his neck and left side of his face were covered in bandages. At this moment, he led a group of technicians into the room.

Upon seeing this, Nie Yao couldn't help but ask, "How did he get injured like this?"

Song Yuanchao said respectfully, "The burns are just from the explosion and fire, and they are not serious."

Here's what happened: Yu Guangxu hired a hitman from outside, a really good guy. Because Sam was a good driver, he was following closely behind Chen Rou. The fuel tank on Chen Rou's Kawasaki was in a very difficult position to hit, so the hitman shot it and blew it up. Then the car caught fire and exploded. Sam was thrown out with the car and was knocked unconscious. Song Yuanchao abandoned the car and went to rescue Sam. When the explosion came, he pressed Sam down on his body to shield her from the flames.

Because it was only a superficial injury, and Ram left early, Maozi also needed treatment, and Hank had strained his back last night and was also receiving treatment downstairs, Song Yuanchao, despite his minor injury, was still busy working.

Chen Rou had already come out of the bathroom, scooped up her son and gave him a couple of sucklings before giving him a massage.

Song Yuanchao closed the door and was about to leave, but Nie Zhao called out, "Song-zai."

Song Yuanchao stopped: "Boss."

Nie Yao was just saying it casually, and he just wanted to correct Xiao A Yuan's habit of hitting people at will. He is still a little kid. It is good when his parents are around, but when he goes to kindergarten or elementary school, will he hit people at will?

What he said was just a small matter; Nie Zhao, as the father, should just educate the child.

But he seemed even more stubborn and protective of his own than Nie Rong.

He asked Song Yuanchao, "You've been following A Yuan the whole time. Tell me, has A Yuan ever acted arbitrarily or hit anyone?"

He adjusted his posture, stretching out one long leg: "Second Master said that A Yuan fought with him, is that true?"

Ah Yuan not only beat up Nie Yao, but also punched the Taiwanese boy so hard that he got a black eye that took a long time to heal.

But like Nie Zhao, Song Yuanchao not only showed favoritism, but also had eye problems.

In his view, that couldn't be called fighting or attacking; it was just playing around at best.

So he said, "Boss, I can testify that A Yuan was just joking around with Second Master."

He added, "As you know, he's strong and has a heavy grip."

Nie Zhao said that his adorable, soft-spoken son only cries loudly, has a strong fist, and runs fast. How could he possibly hit people?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

His hands were in his pockets. Looking at his face alone, although his bone structure and facial features were similar, he was more mature than Nie Yao because of his natural melancholy temperament. He leaned back lazily on the sofa and said, "From now on, when A Yuan sees Second Master, stay away."

Then, looking at Song Yuanchao with a smile, she said, "You know he can't afford to play this game."

Song Yuanchao had half his face wrapped in gauze, and he smiled knowingly; his face was truly frightening.

But their back-and-forth banter turned Nie Yao into someone who was petty and nitpicky, even arguing with children.

Nie Yao was stunned for a moment, not expecting Nie Zhao's protectiveness to be so terrifying. After all, Nie Rong, Mei Baoshan, Liang Lisheng and others had also doted on him like a precious gem when he was young, and they did not allow him to make mistakes on important matters.

His manners and etiquette were all in accordance with the behavioral norms of scions of noble families.

He was once a wealthy second-generation heir, a scion of a prominent family, praised by everyone in Hong Kong.

Is Nie Zhao's mindless and indulgent parenting style, which disregards right and wrong, not going to spoil his child into a spoiled brat?

If Xiao Ayuan beats up classmates in school or strangers in society, people won't gossip or laugh at him for failing to raise his son properly.

Fine, let's put aside our desire to help others and respect their fate.

He changed his tune and got back to the main point: "Everyone has left, let's all go about our business, he won't die."

He added, "Don't always hope he dies. As long as he's alive, he'll be your shield for the next year or two. With the return imminent, there are too many things that need to be coordinated. As far as I know, there will be a lot more trouble."

Song Yuanchao, who hadn't left yet, also said, "Boss, the Hong Kong garrison will be moving in in seven months. It would be better if you were here."

Nie Rong has been the richest man in China for many years, and he even visited mainland China a few years ago.

By July next year, the mainland's garrison in Hong Kong will begin its initial deployment.

Because they would be stationed in Sham Shui Po with the British army, there would inevitably be friction with them. As they were preparing for the handover, they would encounter many problems and would need someone to negotiate with the British army.

With Nie Rong and Nie Zhao there, it's like having a buffer zone.

Because many things, as long as they use Nie Rong's name, simply mean that he was once the richest man, not that Nie's company.

The Nie family were businessmen who had operations both on the mainland and in Britain, and they were not easy to offend.

Of course, Nie Yao and Song Yuanchao's vision was always a bit short-sighted, and they couldn't see that far ahead.

Although Nie Zhao wouldn't kill his father outright, he had plenty of alternative methods if his father were gone.

He said, "Ah Rou can do anything he can do, and she can do it even better."

In Nie Yao's heart, there was still the Chen Rou of the past. He subconsciously said, "It seems you don't understand Arou. She doesn't like socializing, her English is so-so, and besides, she has always hated the body odor of white people."

Nie Zhao needed bodyguards because he had to, and having studied in Europe since childhood, he was used to the smell and didn't find it offensive.

Nie Yao disliked the body odor of Europeans and Indians, as did Chen Rou in the past.

But now, she can walk into the filthy and smelly sewers of Kowloon without hesitation, so why would she care about the body odor of white people?

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