She Lives without Regret in This Life

Chapter 1718: Chapter 1795: Raising Suspicion

A dozen men, each exuding a fierce aura, clearly accustomed to licking blood off the blade. All of them carried action bags on their backs, and held heavy-looking black luggage bags, placing them in the doorway, even blocking the path.

Ji Le Tian had dealt with Meng Ping several times before, and since the path was blocked, he consulted Sheng Ning and then got out of the car to greet Meng Ping.

"You’re personally driving the car?" As Ji Le Tian stepped down, Meng Ping noticed someone in the back seat and raised his brows in surprise. To his knowledge, Ji Le Tian held a high position within the Feng Family, just like Feng Zhenzhen who also had the authority. Although he isn’t part of the Feng Family, who could make him drive personally?

"Feng Zhenzhen?" Meng Ping shot a look and asked with a mischievous smile.

"No." Ji Le Tian’s expression was serious, with sincere respect.

This surprised Meng Ping even more; Feng Zhenzhen’s posture was already grand enough to not give him face. If it’s not Feng Zhenzhen, then who could it be inside? He squinted his eyes, discreetly scrutinizing Ji Le Tian as a startling guess emerged in his mind.

Could it be the Family Head of the Feng Family inside?

If that’s the case, he definitely needs to take a look at the real face of this person.

"To have you driving, it must be someone extraordinary. I’ll go say hello." Meng Ping’s handsome face was highly deceptive as he smiled. He pulled a cigarette case from his body, ready to open the back door, only to be swiftly blocked by Ji Le Tian.

"Mr. Meng, please behave," Ji Le Tian said darkly.

"Alright!" Meng Ping shrugged indifferently and took out a cigar from the case, lighting it himself and elegantly began smoking.

Judging by Ji Le Tian’s attitude, he was now certain that the person inside was the Feng Family Master. Rumor has it, she is a woman. Just how formidable could she be to pull off such a grand scale, even making him curious?

Suppressing his anger, Ji Le Tian said, "I have other matters today, so I won’t chat with you much. Please help clear the path."

Sheng Ning sat in the rear seat, attentively observing these men and the items they carried, roughly guessing who these people might be. Hired Soldiers, those things they carry should be weapons, right?

What was Meng Ping planning with so many people? Was he insane? If caught, he’d be executed immediately. With this thought, she rubbed her aching forehead and gently tapped on the car window.

Ji Le Tian, standing outside, heard the sound and smartly walked over. The window glass lowered a crack, and he bent over with hands behind his back, putting his ear close.

"Find out what Meng Ping intends to do."

"Yes, Family Master." Ji Le Tian nodded and went over, as Meng Ping handed his cigar case to him. The two stood together, puffing clouds as Meng Ping occasionally directed his men to move quickly and not waste his time.

Casually, Ji Le Tian said, "By the way, we recently bought this piece of land which was supposedly your target before, Mr. Meng?"

Meng Ping snorted, elegantly flicking ash, "That’s right! Unfortunately, I’m a small-time businessman; before I could secure it, you guys grabbed it whole."

Ji Le Tian widened his eyes, showing rich expressions. "Mr. Meng, are you joking? If you are a small-time businessman, how’s anyone else supposed to get by? Being modest is fine, but being too modest is displeasing. Look at us, the Feng Family; wherever we go, we do big business, never small ones."

"Hahaha..." Meng Ping found foreign people’s thoughts indeed different from those on the mainland, increasingly to his liking.