On the fifth day of the first lunar month, light snow began to fall, and the grass showed signs of being covered.

In front of the largest cemetery in Beishan, Shanghai, a row of black Bentleys were parked. The bodyguard was the first to open the car door and hold up a large black umbrella that could support three people.

Situ Ming and Wen Zheng got out of the car and walked towards the cemetery, with Duan Peng and Duan Yunfei following behind.

Today is the anniversary of the deaths of Wen Cailing and Situ Le.

Eleven years ago today, they were involved in a car accident abroad and tragically lost their lives. To this day, the person responsible for the accident has not been identified.

The driver was alone, the brakes failed, and all three fell off a cliff, with none surviving.

Situ Ming walked to the tombstone, put down the sunflower in his hand, lit a cigarette, and then walked to Situ Le's tombstone and put it down.

He lowered his eyes and explained, "Brother, I don't smoke often!"

Wen Zhengtian, his withered hand gripping his cane, trembled as he wiped his face.

Thinking of the person I've spoiled since I was a child, my heart is so sore I feel like it's about to explode.

Her eyes were filled with tears, her lips trembling, "Rebellious daughter, rebellious daughter, why are you so disobedient, why are you so disobedient, my Jiale, my Jiale..."

Situ Ming looked up at the sky, snowflakes falling, his eyes reddening.

Two hours later, Wen Zhengcai got into the car with the help of his bodyguards and Duan Peng, leaving Situ Ming and Duan Peng alone at the cemetery.

When are you going to England?

Situ Ming lit another cigarette, took a deep drag, the smoke swirled in his chest before he exhaled, drifting into the air. "Let's go this afternoon!"

The two remained silent.

At 2 p.m., Duan Yunfei took Situ Ming to the airport, where he began his year-long exchange program.

At that time, Zhao Xiaoyue was carrying a small suitcase, wearing small sunglasses, with her hair in a bun, and wearing a padded jacket. She was in the airport waiting hall, putting on a "You dare to stop?" show with Zhang Xiaomeng.

Zhao Xiaoyue chased Zhang Xiaomeng all over the waiting hall in a fit of anger, yelling, "You idiot! You can't even read the time clearly when you booked the ticket! Throw up the whole bowl of rice you ate this morning!"

Zhang Xiaomeng ran ahead, "Little niece, let me explain! It's all Tao Ge's fault. He said you need to sleep in for beauty in the morning, so... so I booked an afternoon flight, oops~"

Zhao Xiaoyue kicked him in the butt. "You still have the nerve to say that? Couldn't you have told me about the plane tickets for this afternoon? You idiot! Take this!"

"Little niece, little niece, I was wrong, I was wrong, okay? I'll treat you to the next meal!"

Zhang Xiaomeng, quick-witted, shouted something, and Zhao Xiaoyue slammed on the brakes. "Be smarter next time!" she said, brushing a stray hair from her forehead and sitting down properly to wait for the plane.

During the Chinese New Year period, the airport was practically deserted, except for the two of them; it was completely empty.

Hearing the commotion, Situ Ming frowned and walked to the side. Wen Zhengtian immediately dispatched a private plane to England.

Zhang Xiaomeng bought a bottle of water and boasted to Zhao Xiaoyue, "Hey, over there a really luxurious private jet has taken off! Wow, that model is really cool!"

Zhao Xiaoyue took the water, took a sip, and glanced at him sideways. "Hehe, what, are you envious? You're envious just because you can't hold one!"

"Yes! I can! I really can!" Zhang Xiaomeng's eyes widened, and he nodded vigorously.

"Don't talk big, I won't buy it for you again!"

Hmph, trying to trick her into buying him a plane to fly? Dream on!

She hasn't opened it yet!

Zhang Xiaomeng was dejected. If he's in charge of the helm, why ask him if he can fly a plane?

Hmph, I'm not happy!

At 2 p.m., Situ Ming boarded his private plane and flew to England. Zhao Xiaoyue, carrying her luggage and bickering with Zhang Xiaomeng, boarded the plane to Kyoto.

After sitting for several hours, Zhao Xiaoyue was feeling a bit drowsy, and Zhang Xiaomeng took the opportunity to fawn over her.

"Little niece, here, let me carry your suitcase."

"Little niece, are you hot? Let me fan you."

Zhao Xiaoyue gave her a look that said, "Are you out of your mind?" Looking at the person jumping around, she wondered why she was so hot in the middle of winter.

Zhang Xiaomeng looked completely innocent. "Hehehe, little niece, is there anything you want me to do?"

Zhao Xiaoyue continued walking forward, "Where are we staying tonight?"

"Hou Taotao has made arrangements. We'll stay at the Lvping Hotel tonight."

At ten o'clock, Zhao Xiaoyue made a phone call to Hou Taotao.

"Tao Ge, what are you doing?"

Hou Taotao threw back the covers, walked to the small table, and poured a glass of water. "I was just about to go to sleep. What's up, stern helm?"

Zhao Xiaoyue pursed her lips, "You... go to Huanhai Town now and tell Sixth Grandpa that I went to stir up a hornet's nest."

"Huh?! You really want to do that?"

Zhao Xiaoyue confirmed, "Yes, you just said that Xiao Xiaolin wanted to launder money and then set his sights on Ma Taiping in the Northwest. I stirred up a hornet's nest, and I don't know anything else."

Hou Taotao wiped away a cold sweat. "Alright! You take charge of the helm safely, and have Zhang Xiaomeng follow you at all times. Also, if anything seems wrong, you should send that kid out to hold off the others for a while."

Zhao Xiaoyue turned to look at the boy who was eating heartily, and continued on the phone, "He's big and tough, he won't die even if he gets stabbed a few times, you have to be careful."

When Zhang Xiaomeng saw the captain looking at him, he quickly swallowed the sweet and sour pork in his mouth. It was so delicious that he almost finished it all. He grinned at the captain and even slurped his saliva.

Zhao Xiaoyue hummed in agreement and then hung up the phone.

She originally planned to take down Xiao Xiaolin with one letter of denunciation, or two if one wasn't enough, until he was summoned for questioning.

But after meeting her sixth grandfather that day, she changed her mind.

If she is constantly in danger, wouldn't Sixth Grandfather have something to do and be able to distract himself?

When I came to my senses, the bowl was almost empty.

"Mom, at least leave me a few slices!" Zhao Xiaoyue rushed to the dining table.

Zhao Xiaoyue slept in her hotel room until the afternoon, then used her laptop to edit emails.

Zhang Xiaomeng delivered all three meals to Zhao Xiaoyue's room.

Airport at night

Hou Taotao quickly followed Uncle Pu and hurried towards the hotel.

He rushed to Huanhai Town, and after saying those words, Sixth Brother crushed a cup.

Thud...smack!

It sounded like fireworks, startling Hou Taotao so much that she took several steps back.

"She went to Kyoto to report Xiao Xiaolin?"

Hou Taotao answered timidly, "That's what the captain said!"

Who was with you?

"Zhang Xiaomeng followed."

Then they appeared at Kyoto Airport.

Zhang Xiaomeng was having dinner with Zhao Xiaoyue when he heard a knock on the door. He wiped his mouth and opened the door.

He stared wide-eyed in terror when he saw the person who had arrived.

"Pfft, cough cough cough," he swallowed the leftover rice and quickly bowed his head and stood respectfully to the side.

Zhao Xiaoyue then asked, "Zhang Xiaomeng, who is that?"

They ate with great gusto, making muffled noises.

This time, Master Pu was dressed in a custom-made charcoal gray suit, exuding an imposing aura. He sat opposite Zhao Xiaoyue, gazing at her with an unwavering expression.

Oops, pfft, cough cough cough!

Zhao Xiaoyue quickly stood up, lowered her head, and hurriedly swallowed the food in her mouth.

"Master, what brings you here?"

No one answered.

Hou Taotao and Zhang Xiaomeng stood at the doorway, refusing to move forward, which blocked the dining table.

When did you arrive at Sixth Grandpa's place?

Still, no one answered.