Women are beautiful, men are handsome.
At first glance, it is clearly a scene of the piano and the sound of the piano and the singular styles.
But it fell in the eyes of Quan Hanting, but it was tantamount to a sting like a needle.
Shen Hun smiled like a flower at the other man...
This is a fact that he couldn't think of, let alone accept it.
Now, all of Quan Hanting's confidence and courage comes from his firm belief that Shen Hu still has him in his heart, thinking about him, and loving him.
But right now, these photos silently shake his "confirmation."
If separated for these three years, Shen Hun will fall in love with someone else...
He can't even think about it!
Just a hypothesis can make him heart-piercing. If it is true, Quan Hanting doesn't know what he will do.
Pick up the photos one by one, hold them in your hands, and gather them into a pile.
Getting up and standing upright, he seemed to have changed back to the "Quan Liuye" who was calm and unaffected by foreign objects.
But from Hu Zhibei's perspective, he can clearly see his fingertips that were whitened by excessive force. Those photos were distorted and deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye, until they finally rot and cracked.
The air was filled with suffocating killings.
Lu Shen's hairs were standing upright, and a faint coldness struck the back of his neck.
No one spoke, not because he didn't know what to say, but he didn't dare to speak rashly at this time.
After a long while, Quan Hanting's fingertips loosened, and the photos that had been pinched to almost rotten landed again, but this time they were not scattered and relatively concentrated.
He turned around and picked up the standing match on the coffee table, pulled out one, and stabbed it—
Polish.
The man looked at the flames from his fingertips, but his eyes were dark and deep.
After that, he shook his hand, and the match just dropped onto the pile of photos impartially, but within half a minute, it burned to a pool of ashes.
Hu Zhibei's eyes suddenly dazzled.
Lu Shen regretted that he shouldn't take this thing to his sixth elder brother.
"A Jiang." After a while, Quan Hanting spoke again.
Chu Yujiang didn't know which corner he came out from: "Liu Ye." He lowered his eyes and waited quietly for instructions.
"Check, this man in the picture."
"Yes!"
In the evening, detailed information about Song Yu appeared neatly on Quan Hanting's desk.
Before opening it, he held the document in his hand and examined it for a moment, half-closed his eyes, making it difficult to see the specific emotions.
Chu Yujiang stood two steps away from the table with his hands hanging down.
The huge study room was so quiet that needles could be heard.
"Song, Yu..." Turning to the first page, the name disappeared between Quan Hanting's lips and teeth, with a bit of playfulness and...
living room.
Lu Shen sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and his head in his hands, like a suspect who had pleaded guilty.
Seeing Hu Zhibei's eyes twitched: "What are you doing? Who will show you this appearance?"
"...I am guilty, I repent."
"I regret that you are so tall! If you knew this before, why did you do it in the first place? If you didn't give that thing to the sixth child, could you make it like this?"
The ashes from the photo have not yet been swept away, and black piles are piled on the floor.
Lu Shen raised his head, his entire face tangled into a ball, "How do I know..."
"You don't know?!" Hu Zhibei raised his tone and interrupted him, "Do you dare to say what's the situation with Shen Hou? Any news about her may make him crazy, let alone she and others The right photos of men together? I think you are here to block people!"
"I do not have!"
"you have!"
Lu Shen's neck was thick: dry howl: "I didn't mean it!"
"The result has been done, and it makes no difference whether deliberately or unintentionally."
As soon as these words came out, Lu Shen linger, "I know that Brother Six can't look at it, but I can't keep it from him!"
"Do you think you are smart? Only you are capable?" Hu Zhibei sneered.
He was taken aback, "What do you mean?"
"The first thing the sixth child came back was to ask Chu Yujiang to find out how Shen Hou had gone through the past three years. Everything was fine. Do you think Chu Yujiang couldn't find out that she had something to do with the Song family?"
"Then why..."
"Why didn't you report?" Hu Zhibei asked aloud for him, and then replied, "Because the sixth person doesn't want to know, then we don't let him know, it's that simple!"
Lu Shen fell into a daze.
Hu Zhibei was still gnashing his teeth: "As a result, I didn't expect you to come out like this! Xiao Qi, yes, you have hard wings now, and you have a big idea!"
"Then—you didn't tell me in advance! Besides," he curled his lips, his eyes flickered, "what can I do? Don't slander people..."
"Heh!" sneered, "I said just now that you have grown, and you were beaten back to your original form in one sentence. Even lying is full of flaws. How did you receive the training?"
"..." There is no such thing as a "lie" in training.
Hu Zhibei folded his arms to watch him in his spare time: "Little Qi, tell me, what do you want to do?"
"I didn't—" Hu Zhibei's insightful gaze suddenly felt boring, so he just broke the pot and fell. "I want to let the sixth brother know that it is impossible to restore Shen Hou! She is so determined, so cruel and heartbroken They are all made of stone, and if Brother Six continues like this, he will be asking for trouble! Why bother? It's better to give up sooner."
"Fool! If so few photos can make him give up, then he is not Quan Hanting!"