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Li Yifeng took the lead, with a group of people behind him. Except for Huang Jiaojiao and the other girls who stayed to accompany Xie Qingyan, the rest of the people played well with him on weekdays. Even after the Li family fell in the previous life, these people were still considerate of Li Yifeng.

"Brother Feng, you are so awesome!"

"Yes, Brother Feng, those two shots just now were so handsome!"

A group of people were talking laughing and jokingly, not taking what happened just now at all.

It’s not that they don’t care so much. They really have too many such things on weekdays. Everyone’s circles seem to be the same, but they always have to stumbling for one reason or another. Children from aristocratic families are not just about family backgrounds. Once everyone has similar family backgrounds and status, they can only rely on fists to solve the problem.

Li Yifeng smiled but said nothing. He was looking for trouble today to beat Dong Xiaogang, not only because he was jealous. Xie Qingyan did mention it in his previous life that Dong Xiaogang had harassed her after the decline of the Li family, but not long after, Dong Xiaogang and his son were sent to prison, and this matter passed. Li Yifeng beat him up mainly for his own plan.

For Li Yifeng, being jealous now is really a matter of being unavailable. What he is considering is how to change the fate of the family and his own life.

"Go away now."

Thinking about his own affairs, Li Yifeng ordered the people around him: "Can you wait for Sister Qingyan to come and teach us?"

He didn't want to be chased out by Xie Qingyan to scold himself in a while. He suffered a lot in his previous life, and was caught and scolded by Xie Qingyan from time to time. It felt bad. Xie Qingyan was a habit that was purely developed by being a teacher. He liked to teach people big principles and teach political classes at any time.

Huang Zixuan and others were stunned, and then they thought that Li Yifeng was in trouble today. Although it was a reason for the hero saving the beauty, it was probably because of the scolding of his fiancée. Everyone burst into laughter, but their paces accelerated a little, and the group quickly left the place in a car.

After a while, Xie Qingyan comforted Dong Xiaogang. When he chased after Huang Jiaojiao and others, he could no longer see Li Yifeng and others.

"This guy knows how to cause trouble!" Xie Meijuan stomped her feet in anger, her plump breasts trembled, which looked very beautiful.

Huang Jiaojiao smiled: "My sister Qingyan, if you dislike such a fiancé, would you please give it to my sister?"

As she said that, she made a gesture of embracing the heart of Xizi and said, "I would be so happy if there was a man who would be willing to act like this for me."

She gave her a blank look, and Xie Qingyan shook her head helplessly: "You, you're not crazy there. This is a matter of being like this. I don't know how Dong Xiaogang will take revenge on Yifeng. He is really. He just told me that he wanted to reform himself, so he fought with someone and was so angry that he pissed off."

"Tsk tsk!" A girl next to Huang Jiaojiao smiled: "Before she got married, she started to worry about her lover. Qingyan, when will she invite us to have a wedding banquet?"

Xie Qingyan glared at the girl who was talking. If it were in the past, she would definitely refute the other party. But today, for some reason, she suddenly remembered the eyes that seemed to be flashing with something when Li Yifeng spoke to her. Xie Qingyan could see that Li Yifeng today is different from usual. There is no such rebelliousness and rebellion in her eyes. When she looked at herself, she felt a little bit of care. Even Xie Qingyan felt that she had hallucinations because she felt that Li Yifeng looked at her eyes, just like the mother sometimes looked at her father's eyes.

That is the relationship that only comes after decades of support, that is love.

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In the office of the president of the Beijing Branch of the China Daily, Li Yifeng walked in, without knocking on the door or saying hello, and sat opposite Feng Zicai, the editor-in-chief and president.

“Go out.”

Feng Zicai gave an order to the surprised deputy editor-in-chief, waved his hand gently and asked the other party to leave.

When only he and Li Yifeng were left in the office, Feng Zicai picked up the teacup and took a leisurely sip: "I'll be back so soon. Xiaofeng, what you want to investigate has been completed?"

Li Yifeng smiled and said nothing about Feng Zicai's words. Instead, he took out a manuscript from his pocket and placed it on the table before saying to Feng Zicai: "I said Uncle Feng, your work is not authentic this time. My mother gave me to you. I originally hoped that you would take care of me with your teacher-student relationship with my grandfather, but you used me as a gun, isn't that appropriate?"

Feng Zicai's face froze, his hands holding the teacup trembled, and he smiled embarrassedly: "This kid, I don't understand what you said."

Li Yifeng laughed loudly, and didn't say anything, just staring straight into Feng Zicai's eyes.

This matter started from that day when Feng Zi asked Li Yifeng to check if there was any shady story when Dong Xiaogang was conducting a beauty pageant. In fact, Li Yifeng had long known what happened. When he was released from prison in his previous life, the Dong family's father and son had already been dismissed, and their criminal records were naturally poached. The people knew it, but the people didn't know it, and Li Yifeng knew it. He naturally knew that when the Dong family's father and son finally fell, the media in the capital had often put a hat on them.

The reason is that the boss from the Propaganda Department of the Beijing Municipal Committee was the candidate who was most likely to compete with Dong Xiaogang for the mayor of the Beijing Municipal Committee.

Although Feng Zicai was a student of Meng Shuang's father back then, he was promoted by the boss of the Propaganda Department.

It is difficult to draw bones when painting dragons and tigers. Knowing people and faces but not hearts. Meng Shuang could not have thought that his junior brother, who had been devoted to learning, had long been fascinated by his career prospects. He was only thinking about how to climb up, but he actually thought of using Li Yifeng, the identity of the Li family's legitimate son, to deal with Dong Xiaogang.

If it weren't for the fact that Feng Zi had finally become the editor-in-chief of the China Daily with the support of the propaganda department, Li Yifeng would have never thought that Uncle Feng, who seemed to be devoted to making a career in the field of news, would be an ambitious person with ill intentions.

"Uncle Feng, don't worry, I have found out the beauty pageant, and Dong Xiaogang was beaten up by me."

Li Yifeng's words made Feng Zicai's face look weird: "I have also written the article that should be written to reveal the shady story. Just post it in our newspaper as it is."

After a while, Feng Zi heard Li Yifeng continue slowly, "But, I still have an article here, you have to find a way to post it on the front page headlines."
Chapter completed!