Chapter 233: The wood is fading from the forest and wind will destroy it

Mo Haoran was silent for a long time, and finally raised his young face, his eyes emitting a scorching light. Mo Haoran stared at Zeng Kefan beside him and said in a serious tone:

"Can you uproot the Mo Haoran family in one go?"

Mo Haoran had nothing to hide about Xue Zangfeng and Zeng Kefan, and frankly expressed his thoughts. After that, Mo Haoran felt his heart beat faster and looked at Zeng Kefan in front of him with hope.

Zeng Kefan looked at Mo Haoran's hot eyes, and a satisfied smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said:

"That's how I didn't disappoint. To overthrow You Luoting actually can't solve any problem. What you want to overthrow is the power of their family. Haha, young people are generally too short-sighted and only care about the immediate interests. This is a common problem of your generation and they are restless. However, you really make me look at it. In such a short time, you have turned your attention to the long-term. It's not bad, it's not bad."

Listening to Zeng Kefan's praise, a embarrassed smile appeared on Mo Haoran's face and grabbed his elegant hair awkwardly. In fact, he had never paid attention to the huge force behind You Luoting. He either did not move or could kill him. At that moment just now, he finally figured out the key to the whole thing. It was not the insidious and cunning You Luoting, but the huge force related to him.

After listening to the conversation between Mo Haoran and Zeng Kefan quietly, Xue Zangfeng heard Zeng Kefan's praise of Mo Haoran at this moment, and he couldn't help but nod and smiled slightly. Mo Haoran looked at Xue Zangfeng's eyes that were quite appreciative to his head, and couldn't help but feel even more embarrassed, and asked quickly:

"Lawyer Zeng Da, do you have a way to help me?"

Looking at Mo Haoran's impatient look, Zeng Kefan and Xue Zangfeng, who were sitting on the sofa, both looked at each other and smiled. Xue Zangfeng said slowly:

"I said Haoran, I just said that your generation of young people are restless. Look at you, you will be unable to hold back so quickly."

When Mo Haoran heard Xue Zangfeng's words, he couldn't help laughing dryly. He was really not a lesson. Zeng Kefan just said that their young people were impatient. After a compliment, Mo Haoran was caught and turned around. In fact, we can't blame Mo Haoran. After all, he was young and the blood in his body was hot. Zeng Kefan's praise made him even more anxious. Mo Haoran would have felt relieved as soon as possible.

Mo Haoran was embarrassed to say anything more, lowered his head and picked up the teacup on the table and tasted it. Mo Haoran still didn't like the taste of the tea. Compared to it, Mo Haoran still liked more carbonated drinks. After drinking carbonated drinks in his stomach, he would instantly calm down and feel his whole body full of vitality. No matter what kind of tea it is, Mo Haoran felt astringent and difficult to get down. Perhaps this is the difference between young people and elderly people. Middle-aged people like Xue Zangfeng who are a little older gradually fell in love with drinking tea. They all like to carry a rattan chair in the afterglow of the sunset, slowly savoring the hot tea in the cup, just like tasting the life they have walked along.

When Xue Zangfeng saw Mo Haoran look embarrassed, the hot tea in the cup was drunk in a few sips, and couldn't help but smile:

"Haoran, tea is not what you drink, it is not used to quench thirst. You drink a full cup in just a few sips. Have you ever known the taste of tea in the cup? Tea generation requires you to taste it slowly."

Listening to Xue Zangfeng's lesson, Mo Haoran's face flushed, obviously feeling embarrassed for his performance just now. Just as Mo Haoran put the empty tea cup on the table, Xue Zangfeng stood up, poured Mo Haoran a cup of hot tea again, and spoke:

"Haoran, try the taste of tea again."

Mo Haoran saw Xue Zangfeng standing up and pouring himself a cup of hot tea. He couldn't help but feel moved and quickly stood up. As a result, Xue Zangfeng handed over a large cup of tea, and then sat upright on the sofa. Slowly, the scholar Xue Zangfeng looked like a scholar, and tasted the tea in small mouthfuls.

Zeng Kefan couldn't help but feel even more confused when he saw Xue Zangfeng standing up and pouring a cup of hot tea for Mo Haoran. For a long time, Zeng Kefan thought that Mo Haoran was just favored and loved by Xue Zangfeng, but now he realized that it was not what he imagined. Xue Zangfeng completely treated Mo Haoran as an equal identity, and was not as arrogant as the elders treated their younger generations. Zeng Kefan couldn't help but wonder what identity Mo Haoran was, and he could actually make Xue Zangfeng interact with his peers. Others don't know how powerful Xue Zangfeng is, but Zeng Kefan knows it very much.

Zeng Kefan offended the powerful figure in the gang and government because he handled a case for someone. But after Xue Zangfeng found out, he made a few phone calls and settled everything. From then on, the lawyer Zeng Kefan and Xue Zangfeng became close friends. Although Xue Zangfeng was a kind middle-aged man on the surface, he managed a small media company. However, Zeng Kefan knew how powerful Xue Zangfeng was.

Zeng Kefan's question was getting bigger and bigger, and he was also becoming more and more curious about Mo Haoran. Who is this humble and courteous young man?

Just as Zeng Kefan was in a daze, Xue Zangfeng raised his kind smile and asked Mo Haoran gently:

"Haoran, have you tasted the tea at this moment?"

Mo Haoran shook his head blankly at this moment, nodded again. After the warm tea entered his throat, it seemed to have changed a little bit of sweetness, which made Mo Haoran obsessed. Mo Haoran seemed to understand something, but it seemed that he didn't catch anything.

Xue Zangfeng looked at Mo Haoran's puzzled expression, smiled gently, and said:

"Haoran, everything has a process, you have to take it slowly. This time, this time it is a lesson, so you should pay attention to it in the future. Uncle Xue has no other meaning. You must remember that Mu Xiu is the wind and will destroy it. I am old and I won't say much. Your Uncle Zeng and I are now hungry. We will have lunch to talk to you about You Luoting in detail."

Listening to Xue Zangfeng's teaching in tactful manner, Mo Haoran couldn't help but feel moved. Over the years, only his mother could teach him gently occasionally. His father has always tended to violence and punched and kicked him at any time. Mo Haoran dared not speak out. Now Xue Zangfeng has gone through such a big trouble just to tell himself a truth: the wood is as beautiful as the forest wind. It is indeed as Xue Zangfeng said, everything has developed too fast in half a year when he came to Jiangcheng. It has to arouse the jealousy and attention of some people, and a strong opponent has been laid down.

Mo Haoran understands this truth, but who has not had the years of being young and frivolous? Now he is the hottest era in his life. He no longer cares about strong enemies. For him, the excitement of life is to put his enemies under his feet.

Mo Haoran smiled at Xue Zangfeng and said:

"Uncle Xue thanks for your teachings, but I was born with a fearless factor in my blood. When soldiers come to block the water and soil, the excitement of my life lies in conquering my opponents on the way forward one by one."

Mo Haoran's words revealed an extremely powerful confidence, as if he was the day that day, the high-ranking master. Zeng Kefan finally completely changed his understanding of Mo Haoran at this moment. With Mo Haoran's indomitable aura, he could completely argue with Xue Zangfeng. His understanding of Mo Haoran is no longer a playboy with a background. The excitement of life lies in conquering his opponent on the way forward. How much courage and courage is required to say this. Mo Haoran's potential meaning is that I am not in their strong opponents at all. I have long regarded the process of conquering them as the joy of my life. Zeng Kefan's eyes at Mo Haoran at this moment were no longer as casual as at the beginning. He looked at Mo Haoran with a serious face, and at this moment, it was like he was looking up at a mountain that he could never reach.

Xue Zangfeng was also slightly moved. He turned his head and saw Zeng Kefan's solemn face. He finally understood the ambition of the young man in front of him. It turned out that Mo Haoran had never been wrong, but he was himself. It was his time and he no longer had the ambition of youth in his heart. He began to feel a little timid and even worried about Mo Haoran.

Just when Xue Zangfeng sighed that he was old, he saw Ling Xue walking out of the kitchen with a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs. Seeing the three people on the sofa with solemn expressions, he felt confused and didn't know what was going on. However, she pretended not to notice anything and said happily:

"Haoran, okay, it's time to have a meal, full of dishes."

Women in this world are born indispensable. When this situation is a bit solemn, a girl's gentle words and casual smiles can completely ease the situation. When she heard Ling Xue's shouting, Mo Haoran couldn't help but smile and said:

"Okay, Uncle Xue and Uncle Zeng, it's time to eat. After the meal, let's discuss the details."

In this moment, Xue Zangfeng also returned to his former expression. He smiled at Mo Haoran and said with a smile:

"Brother Zeng, it seems that we are all old. Now we are all young people. Haoran, it was the first time I came to your house for dinner at noon today. Let's see how good your beautiful ladies cook."

When Mo Haoran saw that Xue Zangfeng had returned to his former personality, he did not miss any opportunity to joke with him. He couldn't help but smile and said:

"This is comparable to the level of a chef in a five-star hotel."

When Ling Xue heard Mo Haoran's sincere praise for her cooking skills, she couldn't help but blushed and said embarrassedly:

"Listen to Haoran's nonsense, he just eats a table, which is far worse than the chef who comes to us."

After saying that, Ling Xue glanced at Mo Haoran with a shy look on her face, as if she was blaming Mo Haoran for selling melons in front of the customer, and she became boasted by herself. Xue Zangfeng and Zeng Kefan looked at the happiness between Mo Haoran and couldn't help but smile on their faces.
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