Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

Half an hour later, they came to the address provided by Yi Zhentian, a villa located on the remote mountainside of X City.

Haiyue and Butler Li, led by several men in black, walked into the gloomy looking villa.

As soon as she entered the door, Haiyue immediately saw Yi Zhentian who was sitting on the sofa and puffing.

Haiyue has seen Yi Zhentian's photo in Secretary Lin's investigation materials, so she knows what he looks like.

Looking around, but seeing no old lady Sikong, Haiyue immediately asked Yi Zhentian, "Yi Zhentian, where is grandma?"

"Little girl, don't be so irritable." Yi Zhentian grinned, showing his thick white teeth, "I'll have someone pull that dead old woman out for you to see right away."

After Yi Zhentian finished speaking, he winked at the two men in black behind him, and they retreated immediately.

Haiyue stood at the door and did not approach, partly because the smell of cigarettes in the living room was too strong, and partly because Haiyue felt that standing at the door would be more convenient for running if something happened.

Butler Li followed closely beside Haiyue, his nerves tensed, his eyes constantly gliding around the men in black, as if he was always ready to fight with them.

Yi Zhentian doesn't pay attention to Haiyue's behavior at all.

An old man and a pregnant woman, if you really wanted to catch them, it would be easy.

Moreover, his purpose today is not to catch Song Haiyue, she has other uses for him.

Yi Zhentian glanced at the two people at the door with a half-smile, and when his gaze fell on Butler Li, he seemed to see a ghost, the expression on his face suddenly froze, and with a "swipe", he suddenly stood up from the sofa !

Haiyue and Butler Li were taken aback by Yi Zhentian's sudden movement, and retreated involuntarily.

"Li, Han, Sheng!" Yi Zhentian's forehead bulged with veins, and he walked towards Haiyue and the others step by step, his voice came out from between his teeth, "So it's you!"

Yi Zhentian will never forget two faces in his whole life, one is the old lady Sikong, and the other is Li Hansheng, the housekeeper of Sikong Manor!

"Butler Li?" From the unconcealable hatred on Yi Zhentian's face, Haiyue was sure that there must be some deep grievance between him and Butler Li, otherwise there would be no such great hatred.

Haiyue stepped back and looked at Steward Li beside her, and found that all the blood on his face had faded away, and he was as pale as a piece of paper.

Steward Li didn't respond to Haiyue, but just backed away blindly, his body even trembling slightly.

What happened between them?

Haiyue was very surprised.

But now is not the time to ask these questions.

Haiyue concentrated, turning her head to look at the road behind as she retreated, so as not to accidentally fall.

However, they hadn't taken two steps, and several men in black at the door immediately blocked Haiyue and Butler Li's back path with their hands.

At this time, Yi Zhentian had already walked in front of them, his pupils constricted into a hammer, and he shot at Steward Li sharply, "Do you remember me? That poor boy who was driven away by you back then?!"

Butler Li's lips trembled, and he stuttered so much that he couldn't even finish his sentence, "I...you...they...Yi Zhentian, why are you here?"

"Why am I here?" Yi Zhentian sneered, half-closed his hatred, and looked at Steward Li dangerously, "Of course I came to avenge what happened back then! How? My poor boy, will he have today!"