Trump Card Warm Marriage

Author: Carefree MACHINE TRANSLATION

Even if SI Zhanbei did not make a phone call, the higher-ups were preparing to restore si Mufeng's reputation and identity. He had sacrificed a lot during the ten years of undercover work.

The country would not forget him. The people would not forget him.

When old master SI learned that Si Mufeng was not only alive, but also back, he was so excited that tears streamed down his face. He personally went to the police station to pick him up.

When old master Si came to the police station and saw the person walking out, he could not help but be stunned. He did not react for a long time.

He pointed at Si Mufeng's face with a shocked expression and asked, "Mufeng, what happened to your face? "

"It's ruined! " Si Mufeng said calmly. He knew that his face was not good-looking, and he also knew that it would scare others. However, this face had successfully saved his life, so he did not want to go for plastic surgery.

After ten years of undercover work, if it was not for this face, he might not have been able to gain the shadow's trust and become his confidant.

It was precisely because he was the shadow's confidant that the people in the organization had never suspected him. That was how he was able to smoothly obtain information and destroy the entire blood shadow organization in one fell swoop.

"child, you've suffered. " Old Master Si regained his senses and looked at Si Mufeng with a face full of heartache. This most outstanding son of his had gone missing for ten years. He had returned once and was blessed with honor, but his face had been ruined.

As a parent, he was proud of his son, but at the same time, he felt heartache for his son. How painful was the scar on his face back then?

Si Mufeng smiled faintly. To be able to destroy the blood shadow organization, this little bit of suffering was nothing. At the very least, he could come back alive, unlike the other comrades who couldn't even find a corpse.

"Grandfather, if you have anything to say, I'd better go home first. " Si Zhanbei could not help but remind him when he saw that there were many people surrounding the police station.

"Okay, let's go home! " Old Master Si also knew that this was not the place to talk, so he took the lead to get in the car and return to the SI family mansion.

Si Zhanbei and Sheng Fenghua followed him back to the mansion. Not only did he have a lot to say to Si Mufeng, but he had not seen Si Mufeng for ten years. He also wanted to know how Si Mufeng had survived these ten years.

However, when they returned to the old residence, neither old master Si nor Si Zhanbei immediately spoke to Si Mufeng. Instead, they asked him to take a shower and change his clothes before they sat down together They asked him about his ten years of disappearance.

During his ten years of undercover work, the dangers were naturally not explained in one or two sentences. Moreover, Si Mufeng did not want everyone to worry. Even though it was already over, he was still unwilling to say it out loud.

Therefore, he only briefly talked about his own experience and did not say anything more. However, as a soldier, how could Si Zhanbei not know that many things were easier said than done.

As a spy, not only did he have to be on tenterhooks every day, but he also had to be riddled with bullets. If he was not careful, he would die an unnatural death.

Therefore, he did not say anything. Instead, he went forward and hugged Si Mufeng. Then, he whispered into his ear, "uncle, you've worked hard! "

Si Mufeng laughed and reached out to Pat Si Zhanbei on the back. He said, "kid, you're already so old, yet you're still doing this. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at? "

"Who Dares to laugh at me? " Si Zhanbei laughed and let go of Si Mufeng. Then, he pulled Sheng Fenghua's hand and formally introduced, "uncle, this is my wife, Sheng Fenghua! "

Si Mufeng glanced at Sheng Fenghua, then nodded and said, "kid, you have good taste! "