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Ding Changsheng couldn't refuse, but his curiosity made him accept Yang Fengqi's invitation. At this moment, he was standing on the steps of the hospital, watching as the Mercedes-Benz slowly drove by.

"I didn't expect you to actually dare to come." After they got into the car, Uncle Long revealed an uncertain smile. "Uncle Long, what do you mean by that? Are you going to kill me?"

"Did I say I won't kill you? I've killed many people, but only people like you?"

"Oh, then I am relieved. Hey, Uncle Long, why? Am I not qualified?"

"Because you are already foolish enough, I do not like to kill a fool."

"What do you mean?" Ding Changsheng asked timidly.

"Kid, do you know the identity of our Young Miss?"

"This, I am really not sure. Uncle Long, please enlighten me."

"I can't say, nor do I have this obligation. However, I do have a piece of advice. Would you be willing to listen to it?"

"Uncle Long, no matter what, we are old acquaintances. I'm a junior, what should I say? Just say it, I'll just take it as listening to my grandpa's nagging."

"Haha, you are still quite quick-witted, but I'm not willing to call you grandson."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, before I see you, I have to pretend to be a grandson." Ding Changsheng said.

"Believe it or not, it would be better for you to stay away from the young lady. It would be good for you."

"I know, just to see this side, from then on, the road will take its own side." Ding Changsheng said without any hesitation.

"Alright, little brat. You know your place. This is a reward for you. However, you have to go and ask for it yourself." As Uncle Long drove, he took out a piece of paper from the farmer's pocket and handed it over to Ding Changsheng who was sitting in the back seat.

"What is this?"

"Look for yourself." Uncle Long no longer said anything.

However, when he opened it, he could not help but burst out laughing, it was actually an IOU written by Wang Da Biao, "Today, I am borrowing Ding Changsheng 500,000 to pay off in a week, otherwise I would charge 10% interest per day." "Wang Da Biao."

"I say, Uncle Long, I was just joking around. How could this little hoodlum, Wang Daheng, have so much money?

"You don't know, Wang Da Biao doesn't have money, but his father does. I came to Jiangdu with Miss this time to find a partner to invest in, you can give it a try, but you better think about it well. Otherwise, if you have life to take the money away, you won't have life to look for it."

"Oh, then I'll give it to you. You go and ask for it, I'll give it all to you. I don't lack money right now, so what else can I do with it?"

"Really? But it says your name? "

"That's easy to do. We'll be done for if we write an assignment agreement later on."

"Good boy, do you know the law? Have you ever been to school?"

"I know a little, after graduating from high school, I've never been to a university."

"Young man, it's right to learn more." Uncle Long laughed and said, but at this time, Ding Changsheng could not laugh out loud, because he saw that the car had already left Jiangdu City and was driving towards the mountain, his heart couldn't help but feel nervous, and his face was also a little pale.

"Long, Uncle Long, where are we going?"

"I'm afraid, it's too late." Uncle Long was even more proud. Just now, this brat was still fearless, he was probably going to wet his pants later.

The Mercedes-Benz circled the mountain road. Although they didn't know where they were going, the scenery outside the window was indeed good.

"This is Phoenix Mountain in the western suburbs of Jiangdu City. Let's go to the Chrysanthemum Flowers Manor, don't worry, if I want to kill you, I would not even need to drive you here. I would only need to use up gas to drag you here, and I would only need to use the city's toilet to get rid of you.

"You mean I killed myself in the toilet?"

"There are people like that. What's wrong with committing suicide in the toilet? If you can die in the toilet, at least someone will find you. If you die in a remote area, even if you become a fossil, no one will find you."

"Uncle Long, it seems like you are very powerful. How about you accept me as your disciple …" Before Ding Changsheng finished his sentence, the Mercedes braked to a stop. Then, he noticed that the car had stopped at a bronze gate. The gate was gradually opening and no one could be seen, but the feeling it gave was that this was a mysterious place where people were spying on them.

After entering the gate, the car obviously slowed down because the road became narrower. Only then did Ding Changsheng know why it was called the Chrysanthemum Villa. Other than some trees, there were almost no greenery here.

"Go on up, she's waiting for you." Uncle Long parked the car in front of a house and pointed upstairs.

"You're not going up?"

Uncle Long didn't say anything and just shook his head.

When he went up to the second floor, he saw a figure standing on the balcony on the second floor, gazing into the distance, as if the mountain breeze was a little cold. The figure's hands were wrapped around his arms, and from the back, he could see his white neck and low-necked woolen shirt growing on him, fitting his body. Below that was a straight woolen skirt, but there was a gap of about a foot long.

This background was too familiar. The last time he saw this background was at the train station in the early morning, where she left gracefully. But now, she appeared in front of him even more emotionally and truly, but for some reason, Ding Changsheng felt that he was getting further and further away from her.