It was a black mist that he had almost forgotten and hadn't seen on anyone else for a long time.
Why? Feeling worthless for your son? But looking at He Qifeng's appearance, he didn't seem to have such an idea at all.
But speaking of it, Li Jincheng's understanding of these two people was very one-sided.
After thinking this, he couldn't help but look at He Qifeng.
There was no black mist on his body, and then Li Jincheng looked at He Zongtong again.
He knew that He Zongtong disliked him more and more, but there was no black mist on him either.
The black mist seemed to represent more than just that person's disgust for himself.
Li Jincheng thought of those people who had black mist appear on their bodies, Li Jiajun, Song Wanru, and He Miaoqing. Without exception, these people had wanted to harm themselves.
It seems that He Zongtong should be worried about He Zhenxuan. Before He Zhenxuan is completely tired of himself, he should be very patient with himself.
"Jincheng?"
Hearing He Zhenxuan calling him, Li Jincheng came to his senses, and then walked to the restaurant with him.
He Zongtong's performance this night was very enthusiastic, and at the same time it was accompanied by a caution that many people could detect.
His guilt for He Zhenxuan may never disappear in this life, just like the scar that already exists in He Zhenxuan's heart.
But it is always good to have relatives who care about you. Although the feelings are not so pure, it is still a kind of comfort to some extent.
When he went back, Li Jincheng felt that He Zhenxuan had relaxed a lot. He looked at the night scene outside the car window and thought that he needed to wait a little longer.
After all, it's natural to worry about your son.
The next day was still the weekend, but He Zhenxuan went to the company early in the morning. In the evening, Li Jincheng received a call from Xiao Peiting and said, "Jincheng, I'm having a party tonight, do you want to come and play at my place?"
Thinking that she had helped him before and that this was the first time she had actively shown kindness to him, Li Jincheng said: "Okay."
Xiao Peiting also has an extraordinary background and has many real estate properties to her name.
When Li Jincheng drove to her residence in Shek O, the place was already bustling with people.
The appearance of the villa was unexpectedly simple and plain, pure white, and only one floor high. It was only when Li Jincheng entered the room that he discovered that the decoration inside was very modern and artistic.
"Jincheng!"
Xiao Peiting's dress tonight is more retro, with her hair wavy and coiled on her head, and the color of her lipstick is very bright, which is in sharp contrast to her dark and shiny hair.
Wearing a white short skirt similar to a cheongsam, the fabric is close-fitting and has light pink flowers spread all the way on it.
Xiao Peiting is not thin, and wearing such a skirt on her body, coupled with her makeup, makes her look like a flower.
Peony or peony, the one that blooms to its peak.
"Jincheng Jincheng, look who that is!"
The rich scent of Xiao Peiting's perfume lingered on the tip of her nose. She grabbed Li Jincheng's hand and saw an idol-like expression of excitement and joy on her face.
Xiao Peiting felt a little strange that night. There was no He family, no husband and daughter of her own. She seemed to have suddenly returned to her own girlhood.
Thinking that her good and bad treatment of people were all written on his face, Li Jincheng followed her gaze and looked forward.
In the middle of the hall, surrounded by a group of people, was a young man dressed in black, but his clothes were very designed. He was very thin, with half-long hair, and a handsome appearance. When he talked to people, his smile also made people laugh. A feeling of shyness.
"Qu Ning?"
"That's right, that's him. How about it? Am I very powerful?"
Seeing Xiao Peiting looking at him expectantly, Li Jincheng could only hold back a smile and nod.
Qu Ning is a young designer who has been on a rapid rise in the past two years. His clothes are mainly simple and practical. He was born in Hong Kong, but he and his family immigrated abroad when he was less than three years old.
He became famous very early and has won numerous awards. Although he is only 28 years old, in addition to the brand of the same name he founded, he is also the creative director of another established luxury brand.
The meaning of his existence is for people to look up to him. Because he stands too high, he has virtually eliminated the jealousy of others towards him.
The reason why Li Jincheng knows him is because he has the appearance and height comparable to his idol. Ever since his stunning appearance at the end of his first brand conference, his nymphomaniac fans are everywhere all over the world.
"How do you know him?"
"I do not recognize."
After thinking for a while, Xiao Peiting said: "But I have a friend who knows him. He recently planned to open a flagship store here, so I asked my friend to introduce us to each other. By the way, I even got his autograph for Xiaoxiao!"
Seeing her excited face, Li Jincheng said somewhat speechlessly: "Xiaoxiao, do you understand?"
"I understand, why don't I understand? Besides, I often point to his photos and show them to Xiaoxiao, saying that all the clothes she wears are designed by this person. Xiaoxiao also says that he is good-looking..."
As expected of a noble lady, Li Jincheng nodded, feeling that the two of them had nothing in common.
"Hey, do you want me to introduce you to him? I heard that he also likes men..."
"I am married… "
After hearing what Li Jincheng said, Xiao Peiting seemed to remember the matter. She stuck out her tongue and said, "Sorry, I accidentally forgot."
The room was filled with ladies similar to Xiao Peiting and younger men. Li Jincheng felt that Xiao Peiting seemed to intend to develop him into her best friend. After thinking about it, he put down the wine glass in his hand with some numbness.
As he turned around, he accidentally bumped into another person.
Just as he was about to apologize, he saw that Xiao Peiting was already looking in his direction. He quickly said sorry and then quickly fled the villa as if being chased by a ghost.
Qu Ning was left looking at his back with a meaningful expression. After a while, he drank half of the champagne in his hand.
This night was...
Li Jincheng shook his head, thinking that he would never agree to any invitation from Xiao Peiting in the future.
When he got home, He Zhenxuan hadn't come back yet. Li Jincheng took a shower and went to bed, thinking that he was lucky to have a job, otherwise he might become another Xiao Peiting.
The school that Li Jincheng applied to had interviews and written tests scheduled in May. He thought that if the application was successful, the school would start in September, so a few days later, he submitted his resignation application to his current primary school.
The school leaders knew about Li Jincheng's relationship with the He family earlier than his colleagues, so no one raised any objections to his resignation.
These days, Li Jincheng can see He Zhenxuan less time than before, and probably in order not to affect his sleep, sometimes he will even sleep in the guest room next door.
Li Jincheng was a little dissatisfied with this. He drank a glass of water before going to bed that day. When he got up at night, he saw He Zhenxuan still in the study.
He Zhenxuan frowned and looked worried. Li Jincheng came over and held his shoulders and said, "What happened?"
After a moment of silence, He Zhenxuan said: "The company has 300 million yuan of funds that are unaccounted for..."
The number 300 million made Li Jincheng stunned. After a while, he said, "What did grandpa say?"
"I haven't told him yet."
He Zongtong had just had a major operation not long ago, so it would have been excusable not to tell him.
But even Li Jincheng understood the seriousness of this matter.
Except for the few people who work in Rongsheng from the He family, no one else is capable of letting such a huge sum of money go unaccounted for under their noses.
And given He Zhenxuan's character, what troubles him should not be the money, but what he is about to face next.
Pretending not to know, or killing relatives for the sake of justice, no matter which one it is, it is probably an extremely difficult choice for him.
Li Jincheng didn't feel he was qualified to interfere too much in their family's housework. After a moment of silence, he said, "It's already very late. How about we go to bed today and think about it tomorrow?"
"You go to sleep first, and I'll sit for a while."
Li Jincheng nodded, and waited until he walked to the door of the study before turning back and saying, "Do you already know who did this?"
"No, I haven't started checking yet."
Once he starts investigating, the matter will eventually come to light. Li Jincheng went back to his room and lay on the bed, feeling as worried as He Zhenxuan.
On the weekend, the two of them still went to He's house for dinner, but this time, the black mist on He Zhouran's body was much more obvious than last time.
Thinking of what He Zhenxuan had said to him a few days ago, and the lessons he had learned from those previous incidents, when he went back in the evening, Li Jincheng glanced at He Zhenxuan who was rubbing his eyebrows tiredly, exhaled lightly, and then Said: "Zhenxuan, I have something to tell you."