The absence of an English teacher did not have any impact. Hang Qing added a new one the next day. The other teachers did not ask about the whereabouts of the previous teacher. Of course, maybe some of them were afraid, but no matter how afraid they were, they would not dare to resign. No one wants to be in a situation where they disappear inexplicably.
They dare not challenge the majesty of the Bian family. Bian Yu's metamorphosis, they dare not try it.
In a blink of an eye, January has passed.
It's time to eat again.
Hang Qing sat upright at the dining table, and Ai Yu slowly put the food on the table.
A new chef has been hired in the villa, and the level is close to five Michelin stars. After a while, the dining room was filled with fragrance.
Jin Jue and Song Quanzhi walked downstairs and sat beside Hang Qing obediently. Although they don't have their bowls and chopsticks, they still have to wait respectfully, which is the rule.
Song Quanzhi looked up at Hang Qing, and then he was surprised to find that the man had cut off the long bangs in front of his forehead, completely revealing the beautiful eyes underneath. And the man's eyes don't seem to have the dark haze that they used to be. Song Puzhi unconsciously saw God.
Hang Qing put down his chopsticks and glanced at Song Jizhi coldly: "keep staring at me, do you have anything to say?"
Song Zhengzhi just wanted to shake his head, but he stopped abruptly, and then asked in a low voice, "Where are those people?"
"Huh?" Hang Qing looked at Song Puzhi more intently.
Song Zhengzhi straightened his back involuntarily at this icy gaze: "What about those children like us?"
"Oh, they." Hang Qing paused.
Jin Jue and Song Quanzhi stared at Hang Qing closely at the same time, and their bodies tensed up, as if they suspected that Hang Qing had slaughtered all those children. Hang Qing thought it was a little funny, but he still said lightly: "send away."
"Where did it go?"
"why?"
Jin Jue and Song Quanzhi blurted out at the same time. The former was asked by Jin Jue, and the latter was asked by Song Puzhi.
Hang Qing didn't answer the previous question, but said indifferently: "why? Because now there are more fun ones, why keep them for what? "
More fun, are you referring to them
The expressions on Song Puzhi and Jin Jue's faces suddenly became extremely complicated.
Hang Qing finished his last mouthful of soup, stood up and walked upstairs, ignoring the two of them. Hang Qing walked into the study. There was a notebook on his desk, and it was full of surveillance videos of Song Puzhi and Jin Jue in class. It's not that Hang Qing is perverted enough to stare at them all the time, he just wants to avoid the appearance of a second English teacher.
Next to the notebook is a booklet.
They were all lists of the children who had been bought by Bian Yu, followed by a string of dates, phone numbers, addresses, and names. These are the contact details and names of the people who sold the children, as well as the time and address of the transaction at the time.
The first moment Hang Qing saw this thing, he couldn't help being shocked.
So many ugly things can be attached to the back of a brochure!
But this is a rare "good thing" that Bian Yu has done. At least as long as you take this booklet and hand it to the police, how many can be caught in a row! What a hassle!
Therefore, in order to facilitate investigation and collection of evidence on the day when they were handed over to the police, Hang Qing just temporarily changed those children to a place of residence, and arranged for new people to stay there and take care of their food and drink every day.
Of course, so many people couldn't be sent to the orphanage, otherwise, the day after he was sent, he would almost have to go to prison. Of course, it can't be given to anyone else. None of the people Bian Yu knew were normal people, and sending them away was equivalent to sheep entering the tiger's mouth.
So in the end the kids stayed, just no longer in one place.
Lest those children were afraid when they saw him, and when he saw these children, he felt strangely uncomfortable in his heart.
During this time, Hang Qing was busy with this matter. After all, it was not easy to transfer so many children.
The question now is, how do you hand this thing over to the police
Oh no... not difficult either.
After all, Bian Yu was not noticed by the police at this time. Although Hang Qing couldn't understand why such a big pervert was left here, why didn't the police find out. Is it because of the law that all detectives, homicides, and policemen in thriller stories are crap
Hang Qing drew a circle on the itinerary. Then I just clicked on a video website and picked a variety show to watch.
Oh, of course the villains need to have fun too.
There is a big study in Bian Yu's house. Hang Qing walked in and swept around, and then backed out.
The books on it are either about bloody violence or something dark and depressing. Hang Qing considers himself to be mentally sound and can't stand such a thing. And Hang Qing is not good at asking his subordinates to buy books separately. After all, the taste of reading books is too easy to reveal the change of a person's temperament.
Bookless pastime.
You can't beat the kids either.
What's even more outrageous is that Bian Yu is still a dead house, and there is no door to the door. If Hang Qing ran out every day, Bian Yu's personality would probably be completely destroyed by him.
After watching the variety show and relaxing, Hang Qing turned off the notebook, locked the booklet again, and then walked out.
When he woke up the next day, Hang Qing started to learn about the local police station.
After all, in a plot setting where most of the police are trash, it's hard to say that there will be some traffickers in the police station. In order to avoid failing to arrest someone, but instead put himself in, of course Hang Qing had to get to know it.
Hang Qing called a subordinate who knew hacking technology to come upstairs: "hacking the police station."
The man was eager to try, and asked in a low voice, "What are you trying to do to the police station?"
Hang Qing ignored him.
The man sat down in front of the computer, moving his fingers quickly, while still distracting: "Are you going to blow up the police station? Or do you want to arrest the people inside? Or do you want to save people?"
Hang Qing gave him a cold look: "you are too noisy."
The man smiled, then turned the notebook in front of him: "Look."
It seems that the internal files of the police station have been called up on the notebook. Hang Qing couldn't help sighing that Bian Yu was actually killed under such a golden finger. Oh yes, he almost forgot. The real attack is also a policeman. When the real attack appears, it is obvious that the golden finger has a bigger halo. The police finally have IQ, and Bian Yu can also be offline.
"You can go." Hang Qing said.
The man was still a little reluctant to give up, so he looked at Hang Qing several times, and then walked out slowly.
Hang Qing quickly flipped through the police station files and quickly locked on a target.
This person is called Gong Tian. He is in his thirties. He comes from the capital and is now the deputy chief of the Jingshi Police Station. Hang Qing saw his photo from the archives. A tall man in a police uniform with a handsome face and a serious expression.
He came from Beijing...
From Beijing…
The real attack was Gong Chengbei, who also came from the capital. And in the original plot, he came here from the capital with his father.
This Gong Tian should be the father of the real attack.
They are from the Gong family in the capital, and the Gong family behind them has a red background. Gong Tian and Gong Chengbei both belong to the children of high-standard cadres. And the reason why they came here is that after Gong Tian and his wife divorced, they came out to their family members. How could a family like the Gong family allow homosexuality to exist
Therefore, Gong Tian took the son left by his ex-wife and was assigned to the Jingshi Police Station.
It can be said that in the entire police station, there is no one with a harder background than Gong Tian.
Hang Qing quickly decided to choose this person.
After all, Qianglong from the capital could not get along with local snakes, and Gong Tian grew up in such an environment as the Gong family, so naturally he hated abduction and trafficking. As long as Gong Tianken starts, you don't have to worry about the rest. Those people didn't dare to confront Gong Tian at all. After all, although Gong Tian was assigned, no family would just watch their children being bullied outside.
Because it is not only a problem of children being bullied in the family, but a problem of the entire Gong family being trampled on the ground.
Hang Qing wrote down Gong Tian's mobile phone, email, including his home address, and then turned off the computer.
After doing all this, Hang Qing went out.
"Go to this place." He showed the driver the address.
The driver also smiled and asked, "Are you going to arrest someone?"
Hang Qing ignored him. What are Bian Yu's subordinates thinking about all day long
The car quickly stopped outside the community where Gong's father and son lived. When Hang Qing was thinking about how to get in, the driver simply swiped his card and entered the community easily.
"You still have a house here, have you forgotten?" the driver said.
As the richest person in Jingshi, Bian Yu should have houses all over the place.
Hang Qing didn't show any surprise.
When he was near Gong's house, Hang Qing said in a low voice, "Just stop here." After that, Hang Qing said again, "Find someone to clean up that house."
The driver nodded: "Don't worry."
This is a day in the car waiting.
It was not until night fell that Hang Qing saw the man he had seen in the photo, walking slowly from the other side. At this moment, the man suddenly glanced in Hang Qing's direction. Hang Qing was startled and wanted to lower his head immediately, but then he thought that for someone with strong investigative ability like Gong Tian, if he pretended to lower his head in a hurry at this time, he would appear guilty, so he simply looked at it generously. man.
The man stopped, turned around and walked towards Hang Qing.
The driver's face turned cold and he took out his gun: "Master?"
"Put it away, don't move."
The driver put away the gun without saying a word, without questioning Hang Qing's decision.
Gong Tian had already walked to Hang Qing's car at this time. He raised his hand and knocked on the window door. Hang Qing also adjusted the window down.
"May I ask you to keep looking at me, is there something wrong?" Gong Tian said coldly. But after speaking, Gong Tian was slightly stunned.
Because the appearance of the person behind the window was a bit unexpected.
It turned out to be an extremely beautiful young man, easily reminiscent of roses blooming with dewdrops in the morning. The other party also has a pair of very beautiful green eyes, and one more glance at it makes people feel as if they are unconsciously immersed in them.
Gong Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, and repeated again: "What's the matter?" But this time it sounded more gentle.
After all, Bian Yu's face looked very harmless. Hang Qing completely expected the change in his tone.
"I know you." Hang Qing smiled slightly, with a little tenderness and a little shyness.
Gong Tian was stunned.
"I saw you on TV, you are a policeman." Hang Qing continued.
The driver glanced over here, and then suppressed his sympathy. I don't know how this man provokes the master... Seeing the smile on the master's face is not far from death, right
Gong Tian couldn't help laughing and crying: "So what?"
"No more." Hang Qing said, "it was the first time I saw you come out of the TV. I was curious, so I watched it for a while."
Gong Tian couldn't help laughing again: "Have you seen enough?"
"Well, you can go." After Hang Qing finished speaking, he turned up the car window.
Gong Tian could only see his face reflected in the car window, he made a goodbye gesture to Hang Qing, and then turned around. Just after turning around, Gong Tian couldn't help frowning.
The driver here answered the phone and whispered, "Master, the house is packed."
So fast
Hang Qing nodded: "then let's go."
"Aren't we going back today?"
"No. I have something to do."
"Okay." The driver started the car and drove towards Bian Yu's villa.
Hang Qing came to step on the spot. How to quietly stuff the booklet into Gong's house, this booklet is too involved, he must put it in by himself, and he must be sure to be seen by Gong Tian. Of course it takes some work.
But Hang Qing is happy to spend the effort.
After solving these scumbags, Hang Qing will feel more at ease.
"Master, it's here." The driver reminded.
Hang Qing replied in a low voice.
There were people guarding outside the villa, and when they saw their car came to a stop, someone stepped forward to open the door and greeted Hang Qing respectfully.
There should be someone to take care of in the villa at ordinary times. Hang Qing stepped in the door, it was very clean inside, and there was no dust smell that no one lived in. Moreover, the people who cleaned and arranged the house were very careful, and there were even flower arrangements on the table, which made the whole space warmer.
A maid came to greet him and made tea for Hang Qing.
There was also a maid who wanted to pick up the bag in Hang Qing's hand. Hang Qing gave her a cold look: "don't move." This was the first time the maid saw Hang Qing, and when she saw such a cold gaze, she was immediately nailed to the ground. in place.
"Yes, yes." The maid replied timidly.
Hang Qing didn't drink tea, so he went upstairs to find the safe, which had not been used. Hang Qing set the password and put the bag in. Then he called the maid: "Go and prepare some food."
"Yes, I'll do it..."
"Go out and buy one." Hang Qing said lightly.
The maid was stunned: "Buy, buy what."
"McDonald's."
"... Ah?" The maid didn't turn around a bit, and she still couldn't accept the fact that Hang Qing actually wanted to eat fast food.
"Go quickly." Hang Qing's voice was cold and severe.
The maid did not dare to stay any longer, so she nodded her head and went out.
After all, there are no old people here, and eating a takeaway will not attract attention. Hang Qing was in good spirits, and by the way, he ordered a few books on the Internet.
When I came out after taking a bath, the maid also bought back the fast food. The maid put the food on the table, and she couldn't believe it was all right. She asked again in a low voice, "What else do you need?"
"you can go now."
The maid raised her head and glanced at Hang Qing, and found that Hang Qing was wrapped in a bathrobe and showed a fair chest, and her hair was combed back after it was wet, which just showed the other party's good-looking face. to the extreme face.
The maid's face turned red, and she didn't dare to look anymore, so she turned around and walked out.
Hang Qing walked to the table, couldn't help licking his lips, and then opened the outer packaging bag.
"you come back."
The maid paused, turned around and looked at Hang Qing nervously: "Mr. Bian, Bian? Do you need anything else? "
"You didn't buy Coke."
Maid: "...I, I'll go buy it." The man's eyes were too cold, and the maid shuddered and ran out without looking back.
About half an hour later, Hang Qing received the coke.
He frowned, sent the maid away, and then had dinner.
In the Bianjia villa on the other end, Song Puzhi and Jin Jue habitually went downstairs to the dining room after a day's study. In the past, Hang Qing was already sitting at the table at this time. But today the dining room was empty, not even the lights were turned on.
Song Quanzhi immediately turned around and asked the maid in the villa, "Where's him?"
The maid lowered her head and said, "Master is out."
out
Song Zhengzhi seldom saw the man leave. After all, they could see the man as long as it was time for dinner, so he always gave him the illusion that the man was always by his side. Suddenly unable to see the figure of the other party, Song Zhengzhi also felt that the feeling in his heart was a little weird.
Is he crazy
Song Zhengzhi frowned.
Jin Jue asked aside, "Then do you know when he will come back?"
The maid shook her head.
Song Quanzhi said with a cold face: "We don't even have any food."
Yes, Bian Yu is not here, what do they eat? Jin Yu was also a little anxious. After several months of living a good life, Jin Jue was unwilling to go back to the past.
Song Puzhi was extremely calm: "Let's go to the kitchen by ourselves."
Jin Jue also immediately thought of this: "Okay."
The two went to the kitchen, no one came to stop them along the way, and the chef just glanced at them and left.
Bian's kitchen is very large, and there are a variety of kitchen utensils, seasonings, and rich ingredients.
They used to want to sneak into the kitchen to make something to eat, but every time they were discovered by Eiffel, they only succeeded once, and they only stole two pieces of snacks from the kitchen.
Jin Jue stood in the kitchen and murmured, "He's really been nice to us..."
Song Zhengzhi didn't speak, he just lowered his head and was busy looking for ingredients to cook.
Jin Jue then denied it by himself: "No, he is just for... Let us become more and more playable." Jin Jue bit his lip, and his face darkened.
Song Puzhi and Jin Jue worked together to cook a sloppy meal.
The chopsticks in the kitchen were kept clean, and the two of them couldn't find it, so they could only feed it with a big spoon in their mouths. After washing the dishes, they returned to the house.
Song Puzhi and Jin Jue's beds were placed on both sides of the wall, not far from each other.
The two of them slept on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a while, and Jin Jiu couldn't help turning over a few times. These voices all entered Song Zhengzhi's ears.
Jin Jue looked at the ceiling and said in a low voice, "It's like a dream..."
Song Zhengzhi didn't speak, he closed his eyes and looked like he was asleep. But only he himself knew that Bian Yu's face kept flashing in his mind.
He has indeed changed.
It can't be said that it has changed for the better, but it has become like... Song Puzhi tried his best to search for words and phrases in his mind. Oh, it's not like him anymore.
The wind blew in and the curtains slapped against the windows.
The breathing in the room seemed to gradually calm down.
But no one fell asleep.
until dawn.
Hang Qing pulled off the quilt and glanced at his mobile phone, then pressed the button on the head of the bed, the curtains were separated to both sides, and the outside sunlight poured in.
Hang Qing got up and put on his black suit slowly. The black suit was slim and perfectly framed his waistline.
During breakfast, Hang Qing made a phone call to ask about the situation.
Ai Yu said over there, "Neither of them ran away."
Hang Qing guessed that they would not run away. After all, he had already made the interests clear to them, and put the benefits in front of them. As long as these two people were smarter, they would know to hold back and wait until they had learned enough. , the wings are hard, and bite him again.
"Well, I see." Since he didn't run, Hang Qing hung up the phone. Not knowing that the villain Gong and the protagonist Shou both fell into a state of insomnia.
Hang Qing put down the knife and fork in his hand, got up and wiped his lips: "what about the driver?"
"Waiting for you outside."
"...Forget it." After thinking about it, the goal of sitting in the car was still too big. Since there is his house here, it is not surprising that he takes a walk in this residential area.
Hang Qing brought his notebook and two of his subordinates, then picked the small pavilion opposite Gong's house and sat down.
The two men stood guard outside the pavilion.
Hang Qing plugged in his earphones, opened his laptop and first glanced at the surveillance from the side's villa. Song Puzhi and Jin Jue were already in class. Hang Qing took a glance, and after confirming that there was no problem, Hang Qing turned off the video screen. Instead, he opened a variety show.
The subordinates outside the pavilion only thought that Hang Qing was watching something remarkable, and they stayed there dutifully and did not waver one step.
Hang Qing didn't know how long he had been looking at it, so he looked at the lower right corner of the notebook.
Oh, it's almost out of power.
Hang Qing then stood up: "let's go."
The men quickly followed. Although they didn't know what the master did today, what the master planned must be a mysterious and unpredictable event, and it was normal for them not to see it.
After returning to the villa to have lunch and change to a fully charged laptop, Hang Qing asked his subordinates to carry the laptop, and then went out slowly.
There are more people going out at this time. Many go out for a walk after a meal.
They couldn't help but notice Hang Qing. After all, people like Hang Qing were rarely seen in the residential area. Hang Qing didn't care what they looked at, and went to the small pavilion as usual. Only at this time the small pavilion was occupied.
The subordinates behind him turned cold, and they stepped forward to expel them.
Hang Qing whispered: "stay outside."
Although his subordinates were puzzled, they could only honestly stay outside.
The first person to arrive in the pavilion was a boy, about thirteen or fourteen, who was half-prostrate on the stone bench of the pavilion, and there were also workbooks and exercise books on the stone bench. At a glance, Hang Qing caught a glimpse of three large scribbled characters - Gong Chengbei.
It's really bad luck.
He actually encountered the real attack of his youth.
Hang Qing took a look and retracted his gaze, then found a place to sit down, turned on the computer, plugged in the headphones, watched Song Puzhi and Jin Jue routinely, and then opened the variety show again.
Gong Chengbei knew that someone had come in, but he didn't even raise his head. Gong Chengbei couldn't help looking up until he found that the man had been sitting in the pavilion for a long time without moving. Seeing this, Gong Chengbei was slightly stunned.
He had never seen such a beautiful person.
The facial features are like drawn by a brush... Gong Chengbei racked his brains thinking about adjectives for a long time, and finally found that his language skills were not enough, so he came up with this sentence.
Gong Chengbei packed up his homework. Hang Qing took two more glances before leaving.
Hang Qing didn't care when he left at all. After all, the real attack is still young at this time, and it is not the policeman who wants to kill him later.
Gradually, red clouds fell on the horizon.
Gong Tian is about to come back.
Only then did Hang Qing turn off the video, and unconsciously tapped on the notebook with one hand.
Gong Tian's figure slowly appeared from the other end of the road, and Gong Chengbei was also beside him, and the two were whispering something. Hang Qing just glanced over there, and Gong Tian looked back sharply immediately.
Hang Qing: "..." Probably the IQ points of the police in the whole plot are added to the Gong family and their sons.
However, Gong Tian only glanced at it, then lowered his head and continued to talk to Gong Chengbei.
Hang Qing simply and generously watched them take out the keys, opened the door, and walked in. Gong Chengbei went in first, Gong Tian walked behind, and when the door closed, he suddenly glanced in the direction of Hang Qing.
Hang Qing could only smile at him.
The men outside the pavilion caught a glimpse of this smile and lit a wax for the policeman in their hearts.
There must be something to offend the master. they thought.
Hang Qing sat in the pavilion for a while, and then watched the Gong's house turn on the lights, and the window of a bedroom on the second floor was pushed open.
Hang Qing imprinted this scene in his mind, and then glanced at the person standing in the window.
Because the distance is a little far, Hang Qing can only judge based on his height and outline, that is Gong Tian. Hang Qing took his eyes back and slowly put away the notebook: "go." Because the notebook is out of power again.
The men followed behind Hang Qing as usual and started to walk back.
…
"Dad, what are you looking at?" Gong Chengbei followed and squeezed to look out the window. He saw Hang Qing's back at a glance: "Oh, it's him. I met him in the pavilion today."
Gong Tian frowned: "When?"
"It was noon, and I left shortly after, but he looked like he stayed there all afternoon." Gong Chengbei paused and said in a low voice, "I don't seem to have seen this person before."
"I haven't seen it before." After all, he looks so good-looking, a person who will be unforgettable. If they have appeared before, they will definitely remember.
Gong Chengbei asked in a low voice, "Could it be someone from the capital?"
Gong Tian shook his head: "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on it."
The face flashed through Gong Tian's mind again.
… It could not have come from the capital.
He has already come out of the closet, how could the Gong family be so stupid to send a good-looking man around him? are you crazy
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"Is he not back yet?" Song Puzhi asked standing in front of Ai Yu.
Ai Yu said coldly, "How would I know?"
Song Quanzhi frowned, and Jin Jue beside him was not much better. When Ai Yu was far away, Song Puzhi said coldly, "Isn't he finally caught?"
Jin Jue shook his head: "Impossible, no one here is looking for it."
Song Zhengzhi was a little irritable: "Where will he go then?"
Jin Jue fell silent.
Men can play them with applause, but they don't know the slightest bit of a man. The only thing they know is the two faces of a man who changes between warmth and cruelty in front of them.
Song Puzhi thought that Bian Yu would appear if he waited, but he found that he was wrong.
For several days, the man did not show up.
Ai Yu's attitude towards them was getting worse and worse, as if she was telling them that the man had abandoned them. Those teachers come to class on time every day. It's just that the two of them have always cherished their class time, but at this moment they couldn't help but lose their minds. Fortunately, these teachers are very patient. Where they accidentally fall, the teacher will wait to make up for it before leaving.
They also rely on their own food for their daily meals.
It didn't look like it at the beginning, but gradually became proficient a lot later.
Song Puzhi and Jin Jiu both realized that there was a little bit of longing in their hearts...
Song Zhengzhi said coldly, "Maybe this is another way he plays with us."
"Maybe it's training us?" Jin Jue said, "Didn't he say before that we couldn't live if we left the villa? Now, we have knowledge, but we are still a little short of life skills. So he kept us here. Here, maybe it's for us to learn to cook food by ourselves." After speaking, Jin Jue fell silent.
Because he also felt that this reason was a bit far-fetched.
But no one said anything extra at the moment, they hurriedly ate the food they made by themselves, and then went upstairs to rest.
And here Hang Qing has been squatting outside Gong's house for several days.
Hang Qing put away his notebook and made a phone call to Bianjia's villa.
It was Ai Yu who answered the phone.
"How are these days?"
Ai Yu whispered: "It's all good."
"Well." Hang Qing was about to hang up after asking, but Ai Yu suddenly stopped him: "you, when will you be back?"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Hang Qing's voice softened.
Ai Yu shivered involuntarily: "Yeah." She had just finished answering, and suddenly her voice was raised: "What are you doing?"
Hang Qing raised his eyebrows at this end, and then heard Song Puzhi's voice coming from the other end: "where are you?" Song Puzhi's voice was stiff and tense.
"Does it have anything to do with you?" Hang Qing asked indifferently.
Song Zhengzhi on the other end suddenly felt an extreme discomfort.
"Have a good class."
Song Puzhi replied in a low voice, "Yeah."
"Where have you been?" Another voice came from the other end of the phone, this time it was Jin Jue's voice.
Why did they care so much about where he went? Hang Qing raised his eyebrows and quickly figured out the joints. Oh, they both have a good life now, don't want him to leave them there and let them fall back to hell
In today's life, no one will really give up.
After thinking about this, Hang Qing immediately reassured them: "don't worry, this game is not over yet, you are still useful."
Jin Jue at the other end fell silent.
Song Zhengzhi's breathing became heavier for a moment, as if he was holding back his anger.
But it was only a moment, it passed quickly, so fast that Hang Qing thought he heard it wrong just now.
"We know." Song Puzhi hung up the phone. Obviously, he should be relieved to hear that sentence, but Song Zhengzhi felt that his heart was always a little empty.
Hang Qing put away his mobile phone and stood up to go out.
Outside the pavilion, a person slowly walked in. It's Gong Tian.
Gong Tian was wearing casual clothes, which made his stern and serious taste suddenly cut in half. He took the initiative to walk in front of Hang Qing: "I always see you recently."
"Well." The cold color on Hang Qing's face faded, and he put on a light smile.
When this face smiles, it is really beautiful. Hang Qing also thinks so. As long as Bian Yu smiles, she looks reminiscent of exquisite and precious porcelain, and unconsciously makes people want to be cautious.
Gong Tian avoided Hang Qing's gaze unconsciously, and said in a low voice, "are you a new resident here?"
Gong Tian didn't think it was stalking. After all, if it was really stalking, the other party's performance would be too clumsy and low-level.
Hang Qing didn't speak, but his subordinates spoke first: "our husband just moved in."
Gong Tian glanced at the two subordinates, and a smile appeared on his face, which was quite playful: "Sir?" In Gong Tian's eyes, Hang Qing's age is far from being called "sir". "You look like my son's age," he said.
Hang Qing said slowly: "sorry, I'm twenty-six."
A look of surprise flashed across Gong Tian's face.
"Can I ask your name?"
"Surname Bian."
Seeing that Hang Qing didn't want to reveal more, Gong Tian didn't ask any further. He smiled and said, "are you going back?"
"right."
"Let's go out together then."
"Well." Hang Qing smiled again, and then went out side by side with Gong Tian.
The other two subordinates looked at this smile, and their goosebumps were about to rise.
Hang Qing calmly left Gong Tian's sight and walked back towards the villa. When he walked outside the villa door, Hang Qing frowned slightly.
Gong Tian's precaution is also too strong.
I haven't been able to start these days, otherwise Gong Tian wouldn't think that he was going to put out a booklet, and I'm afraid he would think that he was going to put a bomb.
Since I can't start these few days, I'll go back and take a look, so as not to frighten the protagonist and the villain.
"Prepare the car and go back."
The subordinate nodded and took out his mobile phone to notify the driver.
In less than half an hour, Hang Qing returned to the Bianjia villa.
As soon as Hang Qing entered the door, he heard the sound of smashing things, and the instinctive reaction belonging to this body suddenly appeared. He frowned. These noises are unbearable.
Hang Qing quickened his pace slightly, but the more he walked in, the softer the expression on Hang Qing's face.
"What are you doing?" Hang Qing asked in a low voice.
The three people on the opposite side froze at the same time, and the rest of the people next to them were also stunned.
No one expected that Hang Qing would come back at this time.
Hang Qing glanced at the three people on the opposite side.
Ai Yu's hair was messy, and she was embarrassed.
Song Puzhi and Jin Jue held the knife in their hands, and the tip of the knife trembled slightly. There was a little blood on the knife in Song Puzhi's hand.
Is this a fight
Without waiting for Ai Yu to speak, Song Kuangzhi took the lead and said, "She's going to kill us."
Ai Yu's face was gloomy for a moment, and he immediately defended himself: "Little master, I don't have it." If it were before, Ai Yu would not explain it to herself, but Ai Yu died in front of her, and Ai Yu knew that now She can no longer regard herself as special. If she really angered Bian Yu, he would really kill them.
Hang Qing walked a little closer.
what…
There was an extremely obvious slap print on the cheek of the villain attack.
Obviously, it was Ai Yu who beat him.
It should have been a while since that slap, so Song Zhengzhi's cheeks rose slightly.
Between the villain attack and Ai Yu, Hang Qing of course chose to defend the villain attack Song Puzhi.
Hang Qing stretched out his hand and raised Song Puzhi's chin, he asked warmly, "who hit it?"
Ai Yu stammered: "...I, I hit it."
Song Zhengzhi felt that the fingers pinching his chin were cold.
Strangely, this time he didn't think about the cold and sticky poisonous snake again, and he didn't feel the slightest nausea.
On the contrary, there was an indescribable sense of comfort in his heart.
Hang Qing looked at Ai Yu: "remember that English teacher?"
"Remember, remember."
"I thought I made it clear that I hate others touching my things." The gentle look on Hang Qing's face suddenly disappeared, his facial features instantly sharpened, and even the emotions in his eyes became crazy.
Ai Yu knelt down softly: "No, I... It's because Song Puzhi grabbed the phone, I did it, I did it. He returned it too.