Does Scarface also have video recordings?

Gu Jing swayed precariously; he had forgotten that it was his fault. Like father, like daughter; Jin Ya Hui had strange quirks, so how could Jin Dao Ba be innocent?

"Why didn't you tell me back then?" Gu Jing was exasperated. This spendthrift woman was a burden to him; marrying her was the biggest mistake of his life.

“You didn’t ask me,” Jin Yahui said weakly. “Besides, when you were finding a hiding place for my father, you assured me that no one would be able to find him. Since no one can find my father, those videos are naturally safe.”

Upon hearing this, Gu Jing couldn't help but smile.

In the end, it turned out to be his fault.

Regarding the online video, Gu Jing still needed Jin Ya Hui to clarify things. She couldn't die for the time being, so he immediately ordered her to be dragged away for treatment.

The next morning, Gu Jing held a press conference.

Whether the effect was adding fuel to the fire, having no effect, or unexpectedly calming things down, Gu Jing did his best to prevent the nun from developing the situation further.

Away from home, in an underground martial arts training ground.

"Squat in a horse stance with your arms straight."

Ji Xiaoxiao circled Li Xie a few times. If Li Xie did anything slightly wrong, a slap landed on his skin, turning it bright red instantly.

Three hours later, Ji Xiaoxiao carried the drowsy Li Xie back.

"Sister, I'm so tired." Li Xie's eyes were filled with tears.

Ji Xiaoxiao paused, "Sister, this is for your own good."

Throughout history, those whose achievements overshadowed their masters have almost always met a tragic end. Since the grand competition, Li Fei has become increasingly unpredictable, and Ji Xiaoxiao has no choice but to be on guard.

"But Xie is so tired, my hands and feet hurt so much," Li Xie complained.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

"It hurts a lot." Li Xie nodded seriously.

Helpless, Ji Xiaoxiao silently used her inner strength to soothe Li Xie's muscles and bones, relieving fatigue and soreness.

Back in his room, Li Xie was fast asleep, snoring softly.

Ji Xiaoxiao carefully wiped Li Xie's body, constantly using her internal energy to slowly open up Li Xie's eight extraordinary meridians, trying to make Li Xie a first-class master in the shortest possible time.

Sunrise and sunset, and another day has passed in the blink of an eye.

The sky was dark in the early morning, the air was clear, and a cool breeze made people want to sleep.

Today is a big day away from home, and the underground martial arts training ground is deserted.

Those who have the means to be there in person may not be able to sit in front of the television and watch the live broadcast of the final battle of the presidential election without blinking.

"Gu Jing's vote count is 326,820,033."

With over 300 million votes, Gu Jing certainly has quite a few die-hard fans!

Ji Xiaoxiao and Li Xie sat on the sofa, continuing to read casually.

The scene shifts, and the protagonist on the television screen changes, with Li Fei making his grand entrance. A slight smile plays on his lips, and he exudes a peaceful aura.

"Flying candidate, are you nervous?" The host deliberately stalled for time.

Li Fei smiled and said, "I'm a little nervous."

The host rambled on for a while before finally announcing the vote count for Li Fei.

"The number of votes for the candidate who left the airport is 320,721,602."

With the same total of over 300 million votes, Li Fei emerged victorious.

"Congratulations." Gu Jing stood up and took the initiative to shake hands with Li Fei to offer his congratulations.

Li Fei looked shocked and delighted, saying, "It's the people's support for me."

Ji Xiaoxiao had no interest in watching the two smiling tigers chatting and laughing, so she turned off the TV directly.

"What's wrong?" Ji Xiaoxiao noticed that Li Xie, who was sitting next to her, was acting strangely.

"Li Fei, is he my father?" Li Xie asked.

"You don't know?" Ji Xiaoxiao didn't answer, but asked instead.

"I know, but I don't like him."

Li Xie's little face was puffed up, as if Li Fei owed him money and hadn't paid it back.

However, Li Fei really does owe Li Xie.

"Don't like it? That's perfect." Ji Xiaoxiao picked up Li Xie and placed her on her lap. "A-Xie, you must remember, if your sister is no longer here, you must be careful of Li Fei and your brother and sister. It's not that your sister wants to sow discord between you and your father and brothers, but that they have ill intentions towards you. You must know that while you shouldn't have the heart to harm others, you must be wary of others."

"I don't want to. Wherever my sister goes, I want to go too." Li Xie hugged Ji Xiaoxiao's neck tightly, as if afraid that if he let go, she would grow wings and fly away.

The focus is on the wrong child.

Ji Xiaoxiao repeatedly instructed Li Xie, without getting tired of it. Li Xie was listless, like an eggplant that had been hit by frost, and remained silent, only nodding reluctantly.

"That's good."

After the two talked things out, Ji Xiaoxiao put even more effort into training and instructing Li Xie. Li Xie finally understood and became determined to improve. He persevered through Ji Xiaoxiao's various training sessions, never complaining of being tired or acting spoiled, and avoiding them whenever possible.

Two weeks after the presidential election, Li Fei returned to his family mansion for the first time.

"Master Xuanwu, the patriarch summons you and invites you to his study for a meeting."