Han Fei instructed Han Chengda to deliver the documents to the Gu family, while he himself stayed by Xiao Liu's side without leaving her side.
He had a premonition that Xiao Liu's coma was closely related to the revelation of the truth in the original story.
When Grandpa Gu saw that it was the eldest son of the Han family who had come to deliver the documents, he still had a kind expression on his face and asked gently, "Where is your grandfather?"
"Xiao Liu is sick, and Grandpa is taking care of Xiao Liu."
"Is the child alright?"
"He has a persistent high fever, and we don't know when he will wake up."
"I'll send someone to check it out."
"Grandpa expected you to say that. He said there's no need to trouble yourself. He's already taken Xiao Liu to see a doctor, and he should be fine. There's no need to waste national resources."
"Your grandfather? Oh well, never mind, let's not talk about it anymore."
Grandpa Gu opened the documents with a smile on his face, but the smile vanished instantly, and his expression grew increasingly gloomy, revealing the impending storm.
Han Chengda was a little out of breath. He secretly glanced at Old Master Gu and thought to himself: Is this what it means to be in a position of power?
A sense of longing unexpectedly arose in my heart.
"Young Master Han, I've received the information. Go back and tell your grandfather that I'll handle this matter, and tell him to take good care of your younger brother. Also, call back the people you sent out; this isn't something that person can solve."
"Yes, I understand. Grandpa Gu, I'm going back now."
"Okay, be careful on the road."
Han Chengda breathed a sigh of relief; the pressure from such a powerful figure was no joke.
Han Chengda returned home and relayed Old Master Gu's words to Han Fei. Han Fei nodded and then sent a message to the assassin Hua Chi.
After receiving the message, the assassin sighed, "Let's leave this kind of problem to the special forces of the Dragon Kingdom."
At the airport, a man walked towards him. The assassin tried to avoid him, but the man blocked his way, smiling and introducing himself: "Hello, my name is Jiang Cheng."
"Who are you……"
"Shh, you don't need to say it. It's just what you think. I'll take over things here."
"Do you need my cooperation?"
Where are you keeping them locked up?
"Oh, William and Senmu are both in a private room at the bar. Here's the address; hopefully you can find them before Kelly does."
Thank you.
"No need to thank me. I will receive a gift of thanks when I return to China."
Jiang Cheng and his men stayed in Parrot Country.
...
Someone knocked on the door, and Xiaoqi squatted down at the doorway and asked, "Who is it?"
The little girl's voice was soft. Tomorrow would be her fifth birthday, but her beloved older brother was in a coma. The little girl had no energy and no mood to celebrate her birthday.
"I'm looking for your grandfather, is Grandpa Han here?"
"My grandpa's here, wait a minute!"
Little Seven ran up to Little Six's door and asked softly, "Grandpa, is my brother still not awake?"
"Yeah, still sleeping."
"Grandpa, someone's looking for you. Can I take care of my brother?"
"Please put on your mask before you come in."
"Okay!" Xiaoqi readily agreed, put on her mask, and pushed open the door to go inside.
Han Fei patted Xiao Qi's head and instructed, "You must be good and not touch your brother."
"Okay, I'll sit by the bed and watch my brother."
Han Fei was relieved and walked to the gate to open it.
A flamboyantly dressed man stood at the doorway, wearing a red corduroy suit, cropped trousers, and leather boots. Three colorful chicken feathers were stuck in his cowboy hat.
His attire, neither that of a host nor a cowboy, appeared rather comical, but precisely because of this, it slightly diminished his menacing aura, even softening his originally fierce-looking face.
"It's you?" Han Fei was quite surprised. "You're back so soon?"
"You almost didn't come back; you have no idea how dangerous it was!"
The man raised his hand as if to ask for a hug: "Grandpa Han, how about a cheek kiss like in foreign countries?"
Han Fei took a step back, his face full of disgust: "Your perfume smells too strong."
“I’m extremely supportive of you; I’ve replaced all the perfumes in my cabinet with Seven Brand.”
Han Fei shook his head: "Seven Brand perfumes are not suitable for mixing at the moment. When mixed together, the scent is too strong."
"Forget it! I need an expert like you to teach me how to apply perfume! What do you think of my outfit?"
"Like a butterfly."
"You wouldn't understand. I need to match the name on my new ID card. My surname is Hua, so naturally I need to dress more flamboyantly. Grandpa Han, did you give me this new name?"
"I don't have that kind of perverse sense of humor."
"Who could it be? Flower Pond, if you read it quickly, it will become Flower Fanatic."
Who else could it be but Old Gu? Han Fei's lips curled slightly: "It must have been started by someone with a wicked sense of humor."
Hua Chi sighed, "Never mind, everyone calls me Boss Hua or Mr. Hua, but very few people know my full name."
"Once you've finished your business, go back and get some rest. There's no need for you to come here; I still have to take care of my little grandson."
"I'm here to collect a thank-you gift; don't forget what you promised me."
Han Fei shook his head: "I don't remember what I promised you."
"Hey! You old bastard, you're kicking me while I'm down!"
"I don't like you calling me that."
"You clearly promised me that you'd let me find a match for your child!"
"I did not agree to your request."
"You're still trying to renege on your debt? I have a recording of the phone call."
The last sentence of the recorded phone call: "We'll talk about it when you get back."
After listening to the whole story, the assassin Hua Chi was also dumbfounded: "Oh, so you didn't answer me. I was so happy for nothing."
"But I didn't reject you either."
Hua Chi's eyes lit up: "That cute little girl from just now, with that soft voice, how about I arrange a marriage for her in the future?"
"No, that won't work."
"Then your little grandson, that sickly little fellow, you want me to find him a wife?"
"No, that won't work."
"That chubby little boy on TV who can sing and dance, is Xiao Wu's girlfriend, please let me introduce him?"
Han Fei's lips twitched, and he gave him a strange look: "Do you think Xiao Wu would be short of a partner?"
"Uh, he's a celebrity, good-looking, popular, so he certainly doesn't lack girlfriends." Hua Chi sighed in frustration, "So I just took a risk for nothing?"
"No, I'll leave my little third child to you."
In the original book, the third brother is a love-obsessed person. Although he now has a slight tendency to be afraid of women, the world's will is too strong, and who knows if there will be any sudden changes in the future.
Entrusting our youngest child to this matchmaker might just prevent him from developing a love-struck obsession.
"I need to see him."
Han Fei waved his hand to shoo him away: "Don't think I don't know. Your hobby is collecting personal data. You've already got the information on my seven grandchildren. What are you pretending for?"
"Hehe, we did get their information."
"Alright, let's go."
"Old Master Han, I've risked my life for you, can't you at least treat me to a meal?"
"I don't have time to entertain you, my little grandson hasn't woken up yet—"
"Grandpa, my brother is awake! He's awake!" came Xiaoqi's cheers.
Xiao Liu woke up looking bewildered. He stared at the little girl in front of him, wondering if he was hallucinating again.
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