allonlinenovel Chapter 299 Li Daitao is stiff
Chapter 299 Li Daitao is stiff
"The person has left, and our plan has finally taken a small step forward."
Chu Lingfeng stood on a high place, looking at the ruins of the He family villa in the distance, then turned to look at Murong Ling'er. His eyes were deep and complicated, showing both satisfaction with the progress of the plan and worry about the future.
This seemingly perfect plan of using someone else's identity as a substitute was originally proposed by Murong Ling'er. She was also the first to notice Mudik's special identity and keenly captured the huge opportunities hidden in it. Under Murong Ling'er's careful planning, everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.
If this plan can succeed smoothly, they will undoubtedly control the key lifeline of Longmen City. Controlling Longmen City is equivalent to firmly grasping a crucial counterattack base in this power game, laying a solid foundation for future actions.
"His abilities should not be underestimated. With his involvement, our plan is already halfway to success."
Murong Ling'er's eyes gleamed with confidence as she spoke firmly, "As long as he can remain calm and not let hatred cloud his mind, success is only a matter of time."
Murong Ling'er knew very well that hatred was an extremely powerful driving force, enough to drive a person to seek revenge at all costs.
Now, they only need to give a little guidance in secret, and the He family will be unable to escape the fate of destruction in this surging wave of hatred.
After hearing this, Chu Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, as if the heavy burden that had been weighing on his shoulders had finally been lightened a little. A tired smile appeared on his face, but his eyes revealed firm determination.
On Donghai Island, with the hasty withdrawal of the He family, the original three-way confrontation was instantly broken.
The military lost its biggest counterbalance and once again became the only dominant force on the island, wantonly expanding its influence. The fugitive forces that had previously been able to barely compete with the military and the He family were ruthlessly suppressed by the military in this sudden change and fell into an unprecedented predicament.
Just when the situation seemed to be improving, the peaceful Donghai Island was about to face a huge crisis.
The tornado that had not visited for a long time was approaching here with strong winds and heavy rain. The entire Donghai Island quickly entered a state of high alert. People reinforced their houses, stockpiled supplies, and prepared for the impending natural disaster.
During the days when the tornado made landfall, the convicts on the island had a rare opportunity to rest briefly and no longer had to do heavy labor.
Murong Chen slept soundly until dawn, when the sunlight shone through the window onto his face, and then he slowly got up from the bed.
At this time, Murong Ling'er had been busy in the kitchen for a long time, carefully preparing a sumptuous breakfast. The kitchen was filled with rich aroma, and a pot of steaming shrimp and vegetable porridge was bubbling. Every plump grain of rice was soaked in the delicious soup, the shrimp was tender and chewy, and the vegetables were green and refreshing.
Next to it is a basket of freshly cooked meat dumplings, with the thin dough wrapped around the tender and juicy meat filling. When you take a bite, the soup overflows, leaving you with an endless aftertaste.
In addition, Murong Ling'er also specially prepared a small dish of secret chili oil, which was fragrant and increased people's appetite just by looking at it.
As soon as breakfast was placed on the table, the "freeloader" Chu Lingfeng arrived on time.
He walked into the house with a smile and greeted Murong Chen: "Xiaochen, good morning!"
"Uncle Chu, good morning!" Murong Chen responded energetically after washing up.
Afterwards, he couldn't wait to pick up his portion of steaming shrimp and vegetable porridge and started eating it in big mouthfuls. While eating, he mumbled incoherently: "Wow, the breakfast made by mother is still as delicious as always!"
The morning light was dim, and the soft light filtered through the mottled window lattices and sprinkled onto the dining table inside the house.
Murong Ling'er, Murong Chen and Chu Lingfeng sat together, enjoying breakfast quietly. Although none of them spoke, the quietness and harmony filled the whole house with a warm and tacit atmosphere, just like a real family of three.
Since witnessing the news of Huo Jianjie's "death", Murong Chen seems like a different person.
At this time in the past, he was always like a cheerful little sparrow, chirping and sharing his wonderful ideas with Chu Lingfeng, or telling about the interesting things that happened the day before.
But at this moment, he just sat there silently, eating his breakfast politely, his eyes showing a calmness that was inconsistent with his age, and his face no longer had the mischievousness and liveliness of the past.
Chu Lingfeng noticed something strange about Murong Chen. He frowned slightly and looked at Murong Ling'er with concern.
Their eyes met in the air, and they both understood the worry in each other's eyes.
They kept Huo Jianjie's transfer extremely secret, leaving no room for error. Even after the He family evacuated in a hurry, they did not reveal a single word to Deng and the others.
In this turbulent East China Sea Island, in order to ensure Huo Jianjie's safety, it will be difficult for everyone to get together again in the short term unless it is absolutely necessary.
After breakfast, Murong Ling'er cleaned the table quickly.
Just then, the children's cheerful shouts were heard outside the door.
"Sister Murong, Xiaochen, we are here!" Following this crisp voice, Lin Dong and several other children jumped into the house like a group of happy deer.
Each of them was holding something in their hands and had an innocent smile on their faces.
The children put the things they brought on the table, including fresh sea fish, soft and glutinous sweet potatoes, sweet corn, and a few bags of precious white sugar. These seemingly ordinary foods are particularly precious on the Donghai Island where supplies are scarce.
The convicts had to work hard every day to barely support their families and had no time to raise poultry and livestock, so these foods were saved by the children and their families through frugality.
Murong Ling'er looked at these precious gifts, her heart deeply moved. She accepted them with a smile, and then placed several sets of brand new pens, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table.
Since arriving at Donghai Island, everyone's life has been filled with busy work. They have to sweat on the construction site during the day, and only have a few hours after work to study.
However, the light on the island was dim at night, and Chu Lingfeng, as a teacher, tried to avoid arranging writing exercises when teaching.
It was a rare opportunity for everyone to have some rest as a tornado had hit these few days, so Chu Lingfeng decided to call the children over and give them a good cultural lesson.
Murong Chen sat at the table, waiting expectantly for a while, but he still didn't see Huo Zihao. He couldn't help but look up and look at Murong Ling'er, his eyes full of confusion and anxiety.
"Mom, why hasn't my uncle come yet?" There was a hint of loss in Murong Chen's voice.
Murong Linger reached out and gently patted Murong Chen's head, and said softly: "You guys start the class first, I'll go take a look."
As she spoke, she glanced at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, a sense of uneasiness welled up in her heart, and she walked quickly towards the door.