Hang Qing has been waiting for this moment for a long time. He looked at Ai Yu: "Do you know what to do?"
Ai Yu trembled even more: "Little master, my sister and I are different. I just made a mistake this time. You can't... you can't..." Ai Yu trembled so much that she couldn't speak clearly.
"Go to the police station."
"What?" Ai Yu looked at Hang Qing in disbelief, she never thought that the word would come out of Hang Qing's mouth.
"Go and surrender, you killed that English teacher, didn't you?" Hang Qing smiled.
"But, but... you..."
"What? Are you going to the police station to confess me?"
"No! Of course not." Ai Yu resolutely said, but this time his articulation gradually recovered, "Do you have to let me go to the police station?" After speaking, Ai Yu glanced at Song Puzhi vaguely, her eyes cold. .
Song Zhengzhi looked back sarcastically. These perpetrators, I am afraid they did not expect that one day they will become meat on the chopping board, and they will be slaughtered by others, right
There was a look of disappointment on Hang Qing's face: "don't you want to? If you don't want to, then only... "
Ai Yu was afraid that he would say more cruel words, and hurriedly said: "Yes!"
The hall suddenly fell silent.
After a while, Ai Yu lowered her head and said, "For you, I am willing."
Although Ai Yu looks good on the surface, it's dark on the inside. I don't know how many children she has tortured, but she is better than Eiffel. Except for the English teacher, she has never killed anyone. In this case, there is no need for Hang Qing to kill her. And it is really troublesome to deal with the corpse. Even if the police here is offline, his frequent actions will always be bad, and it will be bad to attract Gong Tian's attention.
So the best way is to let the law decide him.
Although a perverted villain wants to send his subordinates to the police station, it sounds ridiculous to let the law decide.
Of course, Hang Qing is also confident that he dares to send Ai Yu to the police station. Ai Yu's admiration for Bian Yu was morbid to the core, just like Bian Yu's mother was obsessed with Bian's father back then, and was even willing to search for girls for him. The same is true for Ai Yu. She never stumbles on Bian Yu's decision. No matter what kind of perverted thing Bian Yu wants to do, she will cooperate with her wholeheartedly.
Jin Jue on the side was stunned.
On the contrary, the expression on Song Zhengzhi's face looked gloomy and inexplicable.
Hang Qing glanced at them, then bent down slightly and gently helped Ai Yu up: "good girl, go and rest. Come back tomorrow morning."
Ai Yu nodded, looked at Hang Qing's eyes for a moment, and then was filled with deep admiration: "Okay." She answered softly, and went upstairs obediently. The wounds on her body were still bleeding, but she herself did not notice the same.
Wait until Ai Yu leaves. Hang Qingcai set his eyes on Song Zhengzhi again: "follow me." The tenderness on his face faded, replaced by indifference.
Song Zhengzhi looked at his face and thought unconsciously. When will the gentleness on a man's face come from sincerity? Song Puzhi lowered his head and followed Hang Qing upstairs.
Jin Jue glanced at their backs nervously, as if he was worried that Hang Qing would do something to Song Quanzhi.
After entering Hang Qing's bedroom, Song Jingzhi blurted out unconsciously: "what have you been doing these days?"
Hang Qing took out the medicine box, then found a chair and sat down. He lifted his eyelids and glanced lazily at Song Puzhi: "this is not your responsibility."
Song Zhengzhi felt a little sullen in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face. Song Quanzhi stepped forward, then knelt and sat down in front of Hang Qing. Hang Ming lifted his chin with his hand, and turned it twice to take a look: "boy, why is the skin so thin?"
Song Zhengzhi didn't know what was wrong with him, and his cheeks couldn't help but turn red. However, the half of his face was so purple that he couldn't tell that he was blushing.
Hang Qing released his hand, picked up the medicine bottle, and took out the medical cotton: "raise your head yourself."
Song Xunzhi responded in a low voice, then raised his head. After doing this action, Song Puzhi himself was a little surprised. Because before the change, he would definitely feel humiliated, but at this time, there is no such feeling in his heart at all.
Did I change
Song Zhengzhi was in a trance for a moment.
Because of the backlight, Hang Qing couldn't see the wound on Song Puzhi's face clearly. Hang Qing frowned, and was too lazy to get up to turn on the light, because at this time Song Jingzhi was still leaning on his knee, and if he wanted to get up, he had to push him away first.
Hang Qing simply got closer.
Song Zhengzhi suddenly met the opponent's close face, and almost instinctively wanted to retreat. But he restrained himself.
A little light from outside the window fell on the man's face, making Song Puzhi feel a bit lustrous and jade-like in a trance. Song Puzhi's eyes unconsciously traced the man's facial features slowly. When he was just rescued by a man and brought to the villa, he was shocked by the man's good-looking face, and at that time he was extremely inferior, and he still had the cowardice of a small mountain village in his bones, and he did not dare to look up at the man's face. , and later he hated this man so much that he didn't want to see the man's face. So it's been so long... He's never been so close, so clear, to see this man's face.
So lovely.
Song Puzhi thought unconsciously.
How can a devil in the world have such a bewitchingly beautiful face
Oh, maybe it's the devil that needs a deceiving face.
Song Puzhi slowly lowered his gaze.
"Okay." Hang Qing withdrew his hand, not knowing what the villain Gong's mind was thinking.
Song Zhengzhi was a little dazed, as if he had only worked for a while, is that all right
Song Puzhi still leaned against Hang Qing's knee and didn't move.
Hang Qing raised his eyebrows: "what?"
Song Zhengzhi shook his head and stood up immediately.
"You are studying hard at home these few days, and I'm going to be away for a few days." Hang Qing said while packing the medicine box at hand.
The expression on Song Zhengzhi's face changed slightly.
"Don't let me down." Hang Qing looked at him and said.
Song Zhengzhi felt a little uncomfortable, and he nodded sullenly.
Hang Qing glanced at him in surprise, the villain Gong doesn't seem to be such a quiet person, was he frightened by Ai Yu today? That's not right, Ai Yu is not as fierce as Eiffel, how could the villain attack be scared
Hang Qing wanted to ask him what was wrong, but considering his status, Hang Qing didn't say anything, and even said indifferently, "you can go."
Song Puzhi nodded and went out without saying a word.
Is puberty over? Hang Qing looked at his back and thought. But could puberty come too soon
Hang Qing shook his head and didn't think further.
After Song Zhengzhi went out, Jin Jue immediately greeted him, and both of them went back to their rooms in silence. After sitting down, Song Puzhi suddenly said, "He has to go out."
"What?" Jin Jue couldn't react for a moment.
"I don't know when he will come back. He told us to study hard just now."
Jin Jue was stunned: "What else did you say?" With Bian Yu's character, it was impossible to just say such a thing.
"He said let's not let him down."
Jin Jue listened and fell silent.
At that moment, their mood was indescribably complicated, as if they suddenly discovered that the person you originally hated was actually treating you like a fly, and that you were insignificant in his heart, just like a toy.
But, haven't they discovered this long ago? Why do I still feel bad about it now
Jin Jue dispelled the complicated emotions in his heart and whispered, "Why did he send Ai Yu to the police station, is he crazy?"
Song Zhengzhi shook his head: "He just doesn't want to get his hands dirty."
"… Too."
The two looked at each other in silence, then turned their faces away in embarrassment, and quickly pretended to be nothing, and went to bed to rest.
It's just that the two of them didn't sleep well that night.
When they woke up the next morning, they found that Ai Yu was no longer in the villa, and even Bian Yu was gone.
Hang Qing took the car back to the community over there. Just when the car stopped outside the villa, Hang Qing suddenly heard a voice: "The villain's favorability has increased by five points."
Hang Qing was there, forgetting to even move.
At that moment, Hang Qing almost thought that he had heard it wrong.
Song Puzhi actually gave his favorability so quickly
"Master?" The subordinate behind him looked at him in surprise and called out cautiously.
Hang Qing came back to his senses: "go in."
The subordinates immediately fell silent.
After entering the door, Hang Qing received the book he ordered earlier. Hang Qinggai went to the small pavilion with the book. As soon as he set foot, Hang Qing found that there was still a figure inside. Pretty familiar. A slender man, wearing loose sports clothes, was doing his homework in the pavilion with his waist bowed.
It was Gong Chengbei.
This time, Gong Chengbei immediately turned his head and looked over when he heard the footsteps.
"Sure enough, it's you." Gong Chengbei said with a smile.
"Well." Hang Qing has no interest in the real attack, so he just responded lightly, and then picked a place to sit down.
"Didn't you bring your notebook this time?" Gong Chengbei asked in a low voice, watching him take out the book.
"No."
Gong Chengbei seemed to be very interested in him, so he put down the pen in his hand, looked at Hang Qing and asked, "are you a college student?"
Hang Qing shook his head, his attitude was still cold.
"High school student?"
Hang Qing was a little annoyed. Why was he so noisy when he was a teenager? Hang Qing looked up at him: "child, I'm twenty-six."
Gong Chengbei couldn't hide the surprise on his face: "Impossible!" He blurted out.
Hang Qing didn't respond to him again.
Gong Chengbei also noticed Hang Qing's indifference, smiled hurriedly, and said, "You look very young..." Hang Qing still ignored him, so Gong Chengbei could only touch his nose embarrassingly, then held the pen to continue Homework done.
It's just that he couldn't help muttering in his heart: "It looks like he's the same age as me."
As soon as he thought of the other person saying that he was twenty-six, Gong Chengbei felt that all his thoughts were scattered. But even so... Gong Chengbei couldn't help but raised his head and peeked at the other party many times.
Hang Qing read a book with satisfaction, and when he came back to his senses, he found that Gong Chengbei was still in the pavilion.
Why is he still here
Gong Chengbei saw that the other party was looking at him, so he hurriedly smiled and said, "This Saturday."
Oh, no wonder he didn't see him leave for school.
"The weather is nice outside, and I like to stay outside and do my homework."
Hang Qing: "..." I don't care why you are doing your homework here.
Gong Chengbei didn't mind his indifference at all, he put away his homework and sat on the stone bench beside him, his long legs stretched carelessly. "Why do you always come here? Since you are twenty-six, don't you have to go to work?"
"The same reason as you."
"Oh, because the scenery here is good, right?" Gong Chengbei paused, then suddenly asked, "What's your name?"
Hang Qing didn't even look at him.
Gong Chengbei was very good at finding steps by himself: "Sorry, I was abrupt."
After that, Gong Chengbei wisely didn't ask any more questions. He took out his mobile phone, and after a while, the sound of the game came from the other end. Although Gong Chengbei had lowered his voice, Hang Qing was still a little tickled by this movement.
Why don't he bring his cell phone tomorrow.
Gong Chengbei played for a while, and suddenly raised his head. Before Hang Qing had time to look back, he collided with Gong Chengbei.
Gong Chengbei smiled at Hang Qing: "sorry, did the sound bother you?"
Seeing that the other party was polite and considerate, Hang Qing spit out two words lightly: "no."
Seeing that Hang Qing was finally willing to take care of himself, Gong Chengbei pinched the phone in his palm and asked in a low voice, "every time I see you, you are alone. Do you live here alone?"
Hang Qing glanced at his men outside the pavilion.
Did Gong Chengbei eat these two tall and tall bodyguards
Hang Qing turned his head and asked Gong Chengbei, "every time...?"
"Well, I can go through the window every day..." Halfway through, Gong Chengbei stopped abruptly, probably realizing that he had unknowingly said something he shouldn't have said.
"From the window every day?" Hang Qing looked at him coldly.
Gong Chengbei smiled embarrassedly: "You just happened to be sitting in the pavilion, and you are so eye-catching, I saw it at a glance."
Hang Qing didn't embarrass him either.
Rather than saying that Gong Chengbei is looking at him every day, it is better to say that Gong Tian is looking at him. His strange behavior that day still aroused Gong Tian's attention and precaution.
Hang Qing lowered his head and flipped through the book on his lap.
Gong Chengbei hurriedly said, "I'm really not a voyeur..."
"Um."
Gong Chengbei touched his nose.
Hang Qing suddenly heard a "Defeat".
He looked up and found that Gong Chengbei was still looking at him apologetically. He wants to remind the other party that you lost the game...
When Gong Chengbei was young, he looked like a bright boy. And his temper at this time should be really outgoing. Because Gong Chengbei smirked at him twice.
Hang Qing stood up: "I'll go first."
"Eh... Eh good! See you tomorrow."
As soon as Hang Qing walked outside the pavilion, he heard Gong Chengbei shouting: "Oh shit, I lost..."
Hang Qing raised his eyebrows and suddenly thought it was quite interesting. He can see the protagonist Shou, the real attack and the villain attack when he was young... How interesting.
Hang returned to the villa early in the morning this day, instead of waiting for Gong Tian to come back from get off work, watching him enter the house.
Because of Gong Chengbei's series of stupid acts in front of him, Hang Qing finally turned his attention, and suddenly felt that it was a better choice than Gong Tian to give it to Gong Chengbei. First of all, Gong Chengbei seems to have a good impression of him and wants to contact him intentionally or unintentionally; secondly, Gong Chengbei is still a teenager, not the sharp and smart police captain in the future; finally, Gong Chengbei will bring a schoolbag and put it in the fortress. It should be easier than going to Gong's house.
Now that a new target has been selected, then Gong Tian doesn't need to be concerned.
Hang Qing used some fruit with satisfaction, and then went upstairs to rest.
He is still very satisfied with the status quo.
The Bian family has countless wealth, and the industry has a professional manager to take care of it. He just sits at home and is responsible for counting the money. It's no wonder that Bian Yu can stay at home every day, just to satisfy her perverts.
Hang Qing leaned on the head of the bed and flipped through the black book in one hand.
The maid carefully placed the food and black tea on the small table beside her, glanced at the black book in Hang Qing's hand, and immediately stepped out in awe.
In fact, Hang Qing held this romance novel in his hand.
After all, do what you do and love what you do.
Hang Qing felt that he should also learn more routines.
Just less than half an hour after watching it, Hang Qing fell asleep holding the quilt.
…
As usual, Gong Tian returned to the door with the afterglow of the setting sun. Just when he was about to enter the door, Gong Tian instinctively turned his head and looked in the direction of the pavilion.
The pavilion was empty, no one was there.
Did Mr. Bian change places today
Or can't come because of something? sick
The door in front of him suddenly opened, revealing Gong Chengbei's happy face: "Dad, are you back?"
"Did you go to the pavilion to do your homework today?" Gong Tian asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Gong Chengbei responded, and then said, "I saw that person again."
Gong Tian's hand paused for a moment: "See you again?"
"Yeah." Gong Chengbei didn't notice the complicated look on Gong Tian's face at all, and went down to himself: "I just said a few words to him by the way. He said he was twenty-six, Dad, do you believe it? ?"
"He told me the same." Gong Tian threw an apple to him: "Take it and wash it."
Gong Chengbei held the apple and didn't move: "Dad, I don't think he's from the capital. His attitude towards me is too cold, that kind of... that kind of..." Gong Chengbei racked his brains for a while: "It's the kind of looking at me, like looking at some disgusting thing. He doesn't want to pay attention to me at all. I tried my best, but I didn't get a few words out of his mouth."
Gong Tian couldn't help pursing his lips, thinking of the time when Mr. Bian looked at him for a long time and said with a smile that he had seen him on TV...
Attitudes are different. Gong Tian said in his heart. He treats them differently.
"I see." Gong Tian said.
"This is the end?"
"It's over." Gong Tian rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen, "What are you going to eat tonight."
·
The next day was Sunday. Hang Qing guessed that Gong Chengbei had to pass, so he passed lightly. It's just that his subordinates are carrying a small table on their shoulders, with black tea and snacks in their hands. Another subordinate squeezed a fan in his hand.
It's a little hot today.
The appearance of the two looked very funny, and they also attracted a lot of attention along the way.
When Hang Qing arrived at the pavilion, Gong Chengbei had not come yet.
The men set the table, and the food and tea. The one holding the fan stood behind Hang Qing, just like the little girl who served in ancient times, fanning the fan in his hand.
About an hour passed.
Gong Chengbei hadn't appeared yet, but there were quite a few people passing by outside the pavilion, and everyone who passed by would look back in amazement.
It's also thanks to Hang Qing that he has always been immune to these scrutiny eyes, so he can sit there and play games with headphones plugged in... Standing still.
It's a pity that Bian Yu's body is smart enough and has some perverted skills, but it is a game hand cancer.
Hang Qing lost in a few games.
Hang Qing could only put away his mobile phone with pride.
Or a romance novel.
Hang Qing figured it out and looked at it for a while, then sleepiness struck him.
Hang Qing yawned lazily, took a sip from his teacup, and raised his eyes. Just happened to catch a glimpse of two figures.
It's the Gong family.
Did the two show up together
If Hang Qing was looking forward to Gong Tian appearing in his sight before, he is extremely reluctant to see him now. He also intends to find an opportunity to stuff the booklet in today...
"Mr. Bian." Gong Tian stepped into the pavilion with a big step, and the tall figure just stood in front of Hang Qing.
"Hello Director Gong." Bian Yu smiled slightly.
Gong Chengbei caught a glimpse of this scene from behind, and couldn't help but murmured in his heart, how could he ignore him when he saw him.
"Meet again." Gong Tian took a look, "Mr. Bian is reading here?"
Hang Qing calmly put away the book in his hand: "well."
Gong Tian sat down beside him, glanced at Hang Qing's fans who were still fanning behind him, and smiled: "the bodyguards around Mr. Bian are very attentive."
The subordinate didn't even look at Gong Tian, he just waved his fan intently.
It's just that the wind seemed to be stronger, and Hang Qing's hair flew up slightly, and the end of his hair flew directly to Gong Tian's face.
Itchy…
Gong Tian didn't move.
At this moment, Hang Qing remembered something. He picked up the cup and asked in a low voice, "It's rare to see Director Gong once. I'm curious about what the police station is like. Would Director Gong mind tell me about it?"
Gong Tianxin said that it is rare to see it once.
I look at you every day.
But what he said was: "What do you want to hear?"
Seeing that Gong Chengbei couldn't get in, he could only take out his homework and roll away.
"Tell me about the murders."
"You actually like listening to this?" Gong Tian was a little surprised.
After all, Hang Qing's appearance makes people instinctively want to isolate the dark filth from him.
"Well, I like it." Hang Qing smiled softly again: "I just like watching thriller movies and murder stories."
“…the taste is unique.”
"Thank you for the compliment."
Although Gong Tian felt that those things didn't quite match the person in front of him, he really opened his mouth to tell Hang Qing. The stories are all about some of the homicidal cases in Jingshi. From Gong Tian's point of view, of course, there are many less mysterious elements, but it is not as interesting as the folk rumors.
"It's boring." Hang Qing said.
Gong Tian smiled: "These are meaningless..." Having said this, he suddenly paused: "But there is an interesting girl in the bureau these two days."
"Why is it interesting?" Hang Qing turned his head and stared at him.
Being stared at suddenly by the green eyes of the other party, Gong Tian suddenly felt as if a precious gem was placed in his palm. Gong Tian's throat tightened, and he said in a low voice, "It was a girl who came to the police and turned herself in, saying that she killed someone..."
Hang Qing finally heard what he wanted to hear, and suddenly became interested: "surrender yourself? Would anyone still surrender? "
"Of course, when some people commit homicides, most of them are murderous with passion. Some people will simply embark on the road of crime, while some people will not be able to resist the suffering in their hearts and will choose to surrender themselves."
"Oh, so this is normal?"
"It doesn't count." Seeing the interest in the other party's eyes, Gong Tian immediately felt energetic, he adjusted his sitting posture, and continued: "This time the murderer is very unusual. Because she turned herself in. At that time, it was clear that there was no sense of guilt at all. When I heard her describe the process of committing the crime, there was no panic, and no guilt at all. She was organized and calm, as if she was talking about how she cut a piece of pork today, and how she made it happen. Pieces of pork cooked to perfection."
Hang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly: "it sounds chilling down your spine."
"Most of these people have a natural anti-social personality." Gong Tian paused for a while: "And this kind of people just won't take the initiative to confess their guilt. They regard human life as a must, and social laws as mud, and most of them are inferior and mad. Ao, they like to show off their IQ, but they alone don't like to surrender themselves."
Hang Qing made a slightly surprised expression: "... ah, so this kind of people are like this."
Ah, in fact, the person sitting across from you is what you call an antisocial personality.
"So, this girl is very strange."
"Then when she described the process of committing the crime, was there anything wrong? Did she surrender herself on behalf of others?"
"No." Gong Tian said firmly: "She is the murderer. It's just strange, why did she take the initiative to surrender? And it's a little weird."
"What?" Hang Qing tilted his head slightly and looked at him.
This action made Hang Qing get closer to him, and his hair flew to Gong Tian's face again. Gong Tian raised his head unconsciously, and made a swallowing motion by the way.
Gong Tian paused for a while before continuing: "This is the specific case..."
Hang Qing blinked, making those green eyes more clear and moving: "so can't we go on?"
"No." Gong Tian whispered, "I can tell you what you want to hear."
Hang Qing's heart is complicated: …
Deputy Chief of Police, just abandoned the principle so easily
Of course, Hang Qing really wanted to keep listening. After all, he wanted to make sure that Ai Yu didn't say anything that shouldn't be said.
"She described her motive for committing the crime as seeing that man molesting elementary school students." Having said this, Gong Tian unconsciously paused again.
Because it seems that when the word "obscene" is mentioned in front of this person, there will be an inexplicable feeling of blasphemy.
At this moment, Hang Qing almost died of laughter in his heart.
Primary school students
Do you mean Jin
This Gong Tian quickly picked up his emotions: "In fact, we observed that this girl belongs to the type of person with empathy deficiency. Such a person lacks empathy, and it is impossible to kill for this reason. She Lied. Combined with the bizarre behavior of her previous surrender, we speculate that she should be instructed."
Hang Qing: "… "
As the father of the real attack, Gong Tian's IQ is still very online.
"... That's terrible." Hang Qing whispered.
"Yeah, because this may mean that her behavior is organized. Although this type of people is scary, they are a minority in society, but if an organization is formed... it would be scary."
"Because they are likely to plan some terrorist activities?" Hang Qing asked rhetorically.
"Yes."
"Then are you going to investigate her properly?"
"Of course."
Hang Qing sighed in his heart. But it doesn't matter, after Gong Tian gets the booklet, Ai Yu's weird behavior will not be ranked for the time being. After all, what was hidden in that booklet was more shocking and more intuitive. Rather than just speculating.
"People who can instruct this girl are terrible." Although he said so, Gong Tian's tone was not solemn, but very relaxed. After all, few things are truly scary for someone of his origin.
Hang Qing nodded in his heart.
Yes, this terrible person is sitting beside you right now.
"It can make a person like her resolutely surrender and refuse to reveal the slightest bit of information about him. It can be described in one word - faith. Many organizations will use this thing to brainwash their members."
Hang Qingxin said, this time you guessed wrong.
Why are the people under Bian Yu so determined, because Bian Yu just gathered a group of perverts, not brainwashing ordinary people into perverts. Ai Yu was so determined because she saw Bian Yu's face.
Seeing that Hang Qing suddenly became silent, Gong Tim immediately stopped and said in a low voice, "scare you?"
"No, no." Hang Qing said immediately.
Which eye did Gong Tian see that he was afraid
"Don't talk about this." Gong Tian firmly believed that what he said just now scared the other party: "You don't have to worry, the police are not decorations, if there really exists such an organization... I will not let you see it. their day."
From the bottom of Hang Qing's heart, he answered again very complicatedly: "Well."
"Do you live here alone?" Gong Tian asked suddenly.
"Yes."
"Is there no other family?" Gong Tian asked in surprise.
Hang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, took the black tea in his hand and brought it to his mouth. After taking a sip, he said in a low voice, "no, my father committed a crime and was imprisoned a long time ago. My mother also died a long time ago."
"Sorry." Gong Tian immediately apologized.
"It doesn't matter." Hang Qing's face became gentle again: "although they are gone, they left me a lot of wealth. Well, including the house here. At least I don't have to worry about food and clothing in the future. "
Gong Chengbei finally interjected: "No wonder you don't have to go to work."
"Yeah." What class does the villain work in? In which murder movie have you seen, the boss is still working seriously? The villain's profession is to spare no effort to cause trouble for you.
Looking at the gentle look on Hang Qing's face, Gong Tian couldn't help but followed with a gentle smile: "it's a good thing to be able to enjoy life."
Gong Chengbei whispered over there, "Dad, it's eleven o'clock."
Gong Tian lowered his head and glanced at his watch: "It's a little late. Before you know it, it's time. What does Mr. Bian usually eat?"
His topic turned too suddenly, and Hang Qing was stunned for a moment: "Huh? Usually... I invite the chef to cook." He also eats fast food.
The last half of the sentence can't be said, it's too outrageous to say it.
"It's fate to meet Mr. Bian all the time, why don't we have a meal together?" Gong Tian asked.
"Okay, you've worked so hard to tell me the story for so long just now, I'll invite you."
"No, I'll cook, please." Gong Tian's tone carried a hint of toughness. But this should just be his habit.
"Well." Hang Qing stood up, "pack things back." Hang Qing said to his subordinates.
The men immediately began to pack their things.
Hang Qing didn't take anything but the black book.
Gong Tian glanced at it and asked, "Mr. Bian likes reading books?"
"No knowledge, just take a look."
"Does that mean you like this book?"
Hang Qing smiled gracefully: "yes, I like it very much."
The smile on the other party's face was too dazzling, and Gong Tian unconsciously looked away. Gong Chengbei packed up his homework in dissatisfaction over there... He didn't write a word in the morning. Just listen to his father and Mr. Bian talking.
Hang Qing didn't expect that Gong Tian said to cook, but he really cooked it himself.
Gong Tian took him to the Gong family's house.
I didn't expect to stay there for so long, but finally stood at the door of Gong's house so easily.
Gong Tian entered the door first, then bent down and took the slippers and put them at Hang Qing's feet: "new."
Hang Qing nodded and stretched out his hand to hold the doorpost next to him to change his shoes, but who knew he would just put the pestle on Gong Chengbei's shoulder as soon as he stretched out his hand.
Gong Tian stretched out his hand from the side to support Hang Qing: "change it."
Hang Qing covered his embarrassment, quickly changed his shoes, and stepped into the gate of Gong's house.
Because the people living in it are all men, the decoration is very simple. However, there were no signs of socks being thrown around inside, and everything was clean. After discovering this, Hang Qing was relieved.
Gong Chengbei led him aside and sat down, then got up and went to pour him tea diligently.
Hang Qing touched the black book in his arms.
The booklet is in it.
Do you want to let it out at this time? No... The police are very vigilant, maybe they have cameras or something in their homes. Just watch it again.
Hang Qing put the black book aside temporarily.
Gong Tian went into the kitchen and didn't come out.
Gong Chengbei came over with tea. He smiled and said, "Mr. Bian is the first person to visit our house."
Hang Qing: "... Then should I say it's an honor?"
Gong Chengbei smiled even brighter: "No no, it's the first time our family has such a good-looking person as a guest. We are honored."
Hang Qing: "..." So the real attack is actually a face control
Seeing that Hang Qing was a little ignorant, Gong Chengbei was also very depressed. There are really two attitudes towards him and his father.
"Do you want to watch TV?" Gong Chengbei asked more and more bravely.
"dont see."
"Then I'll cut some fruit for you?"
"..." Hang Qing sincerely felt that if one day Gong Chengbei found out that when he was young and ignorant, he sincerely expressed that he wanted to cut fruit for his villain boss, he would definitely want to go back to the past and kill him.
"No need." Hang Qing said.
Gong Chengbei didn't feel embarrassed when he failed in his diligence. He took out his homework and squatted on the edge of the table to do it.
Hang Qing: "… "
Do your homework if you don't agree... It's a real attack with three views of integrity.
Gong Tian's speed was very fast, and the food was on the table in no time.
"Okay, Mr. Bian, come here quickly." Gong Tian whispered.
Hang Qing got up from the sofa, and when he turned around, he saw Gong Tian wearing an apron. The seriousness on his face faded, and he looked a little more tender.
Hang Qing didn't know what to do, but he thought of Jiang Moyang at once.
Jiang Moyang always likes to cook by himself, especially since Song Ming set a precedent, Jiang Moyang has hardly stopped. but…
They are not the same.
Jiang Moyang's temper is very different from Gong Tian's temper.
Hang Qing smiled slightly and walked slowly to the table.
Gong Tian served him rice and soup with his own hands, without taking his apron, so he sat down on the main seat and introduced to Hang Qing in a low voice what kind of dish it was.
"Is it tasty?"
"It's delicious, thank you." Hang Qing smiled.
Gong Tian was relieved, and there was still an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart. After all, I made it for that kid Gong Chengbei every day, and I didn't see him complimenting a word. But the people in front of him praised him, and all of a sudden it brought an extremely strong sense of satisfaction.
Hang Qing finished his meal quickly.
During this period, he did find the camera from the Gong family.
Fortunately, I didn't take out the booklet in a hurry before. Hang Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The Gong family has a camera, what should I do
Hang Qing frowned secretly.
If it weren't for the slow progress of the villain's favor, Hang Qing would have liked to smash the booklet directly.
"I'll take you back." After Hang Qing wiped his mouth, Gong Tian stood up.
"Ah good."
Gong Tian took off the apron on his body and regained his previous dignified and heroic temperament. He sent Hang Qing out, but he never meant to leave. It wasn't until he sent, oh no, and followed Hang Qing outside the villa where Hang Qing lived, that Gong Tian said goodbye aloud.