Chapter 2030
Words:2019Update:22/12/29 02:08:43
Boom!
A clap of thunder exploded in the sky.
A few visible bolts of lightning shuttled through the dark clouds. It was as if a giant dragon was swinging its tail. It was extremely ferocious.
Xiao Zheng raised his eyes and pursed his lips. He gently held Tina's cold palm with his big hand. "Stay in the car and don't get out."
Tina didn't answer and just nodded silently.
Even God didn't provide her with a good supporting environment. Tina's heart sank to the bottom. She couldn't describe the feeling.
But there was one thing that she was very clear about.
It was fine if Xiao Zheng came out alone, or if he came out with Qiu Shou. If she couldn't come out, she wouldn't leave London alone. Even if the Zhao family's castle was a ferocious beast that had bared its fangs, she would still pounce in without hesitation. She would kill a few of the legendary Eighteen Ghosts!
Because Xiao Zheng had paid enough, the driver was quite generous. He lent the folding umbrella in the car to Xiao Zheng. He said with a smile, "Sir, remember to bring it when you come back. Umbrellas in London aren't cheap. "
Xiao Zheng Smiled and thanked him.
He opened the door and stood in front of the castle with a pure black umbrella.
Just standing in front of the castle gate, Xiao Zheng smelled an unusually strong whimper. Perhaps it was because of the raging wind. Or it might be from the countless hidden dark creatures in the castle.
There was always a special way for the strong to sense each other.
Xiao Zheng knew very well that the Zhao family's castle was a forbidden place for countless people. They wouldn't even come if they were invited. Not to mention an uninvited guest like him.
Creak.
Xiao Zheng reached out and pushed open the huge iron gate. It wasn't locked, and there were no so-called security guards patrolling. There was nothing above the hundred-meter-long bluestone road, and there were only sparse grass on both sides. It looked bleak and barren.
Xiao Zheng walked on the road alone, but his eyes were calmly staring ahead. He came uninvited, so those guys hiding in the dark wouldn't give him a good time.
However, they needed the approval of the owner of the castle.
When Xiao Zheng arrived at the entrance, the huge white door slowly opened. A middle-aged man wearing a butler uniform walked out.
When he saw Xiao Zheng, he placed his right hand on his abdomen and bowed slightly. "Are you Mr. Xiao?"
"En. It's me. "Xiao Zheng put away the black umbrella and nodded.
"Let me help you." The butler stretched out his hand elegantly. It was hard to tell if he really wanted to help Xiao Zheng or if he wanted to prevent any accidents from happening due to the secrets hidden in the umbrella.
"Thank you." Xiao Zheng smiled. Pass the umbrella to the steward.
Then, he followed the butler into the castle.
Rumble!
There was another clap of thunder.
The dimly lit castle was illuminated by the lightning.
The hall was five to six meters high. A wide field of vision, an unusually grand layout, and decorations.
With just a glance, Xiao Zheng was attracted by the architectural style of the palace.
However, this ancient castle was a little too desolate. There were mysteries and dangers everywhere.
"Mr. Xiao, the owner is waiting for you in the dining room on the second floor." The butler extended his hand and invited Xiao Zheng to go to the second floor from the stairs not far away.
"Is the young mistress of your family here too?" Xiao Zheng asked indirectly.
"I've been waiting for you at the door." The butler smiled. "I don't know anything else."
The answer was beautiful.
Not only did he reject Xiao Zheng, but he also expressed his sincerity to Xiao Zheng.
Most of the time, the butler of a wealthy family could often perfectly set off the heritage of the family. This British butler was such a case.
But compared to Jessica at home, that's all. It was a little more dignified and a little less comfortable elegance. There was still a gap in overall quality.
Following the butler to the second floor, Xiao Zheng soon arrived at the so-called dining room.
This dining room was nearly two hundred square meters. It was outrageously large. An extremely expensive crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling. The long jade table that could accommodate more than thirty people was covered with an excellent tablecloth. At the end of the long table, the man that Xiao Zheng had met once was steadily cutting the steak on the plate. In the goblet beside him, the red wine mixed with blood was shocking.
In such a large dining room, there was only Zhao Yin.
But he didn't look lonely. Even if he was alone, he seemed to be able to fill up this huge dining room.
This was probably what made Zhao Yin so outstanding.
Just as Qiu Shou said, he was a great man!
How strong must one's mind be to be called great?
Xiao Zheng probably had no fate with this word in this life.
"Boss Xiao is here?" Zhao Yin looked up slightly, his face expressionless. He didn't show much surprise at the appearance of Xiao Zheng.
Obviously, he seemed to have expected Xiao Zheng to come.
Or, the moment he set foot in London, his every move was already in Zhao Yin's sight. He couldn't escape even if he had wings.
Xiao Zheng nodded slightly. Under the butler's guidance, he sat directly opposite Zhao Yin.
There was at least ten meters between them.
Fortunately, the dining room was spacious enough to cause an echo. Otherwise, he would really have to shout to talk to Zhao Yin.
After Xiao Zheng sat down, dinner was quickly served. It was a classic and traditional Western meal. In the end, he was even served a glass of mellow red wine.
Xiao Zheng didn't have a good appetite, so he just took a sip of the red wine. Then he looked up at Zhao Yin. "Boss Zhao —"
"According to my status, you can call me uncle." Zhao Yin interrupted Xiao Zheng's words.
He was Lin Laoyao's big brother, which meant he was Lin Huayin's uncle. Therefore, it was reasonable for Xiao Zheng to call him uncle.
However, he hadn't even called Lin Laoyao father-in-law, so why would he call Zhao Yin uncle?
"It's not necessary for the time being." Xiao Zheng put down the glass and pursed his lips.
Zhao Yin narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do you and Lin Chaotian get along like this?"
"What's the problem?" Xiao Zheng asked in return.
"Then he really has a good temper!" Zhao Yin snorted. "It seems that he has been living too comfortably these years. Even his temper is slowly disappearing!"
Xiao Zheng understood Zhao Yin's words. He could also feel his dissatisfaction with Lin Chaotian. But these were not the purpose of his trip.
There was no need to discuss too much here.
"Where is Miss Qiu Shou?" Xiao Zheng went straight to the point. He didn't intend to beat around the bush.
"Her name is Zhao Qiuhan," Zhao Yin corrected.
"I'm used to calling her Qiu Shou," Xiao Zheng said.
"She is my daughter."
Perhaps he was annoyed by Xiao Zheng's confrontation, or Zhao Yin had always been so domineering. "Where she is, what she does, and who she meets, only I can decide and arrange it."
"You want to know?" Zhao Yin slightly waved his hand. "Come here, I'll tell you."
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