Under the determined gaze of the little fat man, Wei Sushen slowly said: "My father has taught me to treat everyone equally since I was a child."
Among the audience's laughter, Wei Ye was the only one with a dark face, while Jiang Meiling joked: "Awesome."
Wei Ye's lips moved a few times, not knowing who he was scolding.
Fang Shan seemed to have noticed something on the stage and looked around the audience: "I don't know if your father is here today."
After he reminded him, all the audience subconsciously looked left and right. Wei Ye couldn't help but feel lucky that he was sitting in the first row, between his wife and children, otherwise he would have been embarrassed.
Fang Shan's gaze paused here as if nothing had happened, and then moved away again pretending that nothing happened. A silent confrontation ended in a slight noise.
The venue was bursting with laughter. It was a very subtle atmosphere. When your eyes were on the two of them, the expressions and tones that they naturally revealed were hilarious. However, when I look back and think about it carefully, I don't think it's funny at all. I don't even know what I'm laughing at. It seems as if Wei Sushen and Fang Shan are themselves a joke.
A few hours passed quickly, and with the final bow and warm applause, the performance came to an end.
Fang Shan, who was originally smiling, stood still for a long time and frowned inadvertently.
When the audience gradually dispersed, only a few people in the first row remained.
When his parents came here, Wei Sushen naturally wanted to go over and say a few words.
Probably because his son had not been at home for a while, Wei Ye felt that the sullenness in his heart had dissipated a lot.
The onlookers could tell that the little fat man sighed. He was not calming down. He had clearly developed a mental endurance that was as strong as an iron wall through repeated blows.
Wei Ye's cell phone rang suddenly. It was an unknown caller. He hesitated for a second and answered: "Who is this?"
"Is this Mr. Wei Ye?" The tone on the other end was cautious and flattering.
Wei Ye said 'hmm'.
"That's right. We are Tianyi Publishing House. I wonder if you have any intention of publishing a book called "Parenting Quotations". We can buy it out for a big price."
After the crowd receded, the theater became empty and quiet, and the voice on the phone could be heard clearly in everyone's ears.
Several people's expressions changed in unison. As the culprit, Wei Sushen took a small step back and moved away from Wei Ye's line of sight.
While the people from the publishing house were still chattering away, Wei Ye's already cold face became darker and darker, and he finally hung up the phone.
Jiang Meiling smiled a little carelessly, but she still came out to smooth things over: "Maybe there will be another writer in the future."
Wei Ye felt that with these two unfilial sons, it would be easy to become a great man, let alone a writer.
His cold gaze fell on Wei Su Shen: "Don't you have anything to say?"
Wei Sushen was about to speak when he suddenly realized that Fang Shan was in something wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Meiling on the side gently patted Wei Ye who was left standing aside to express comfort, and said softly: "At least I'm not asking you to participate in the variety show Where Are We Going, Dad?"
“…”
Fang Shan looked in the direction of the door: "I have some bad premonitions."
The first thing Wei Sushen looked out the window was the stars. The sky was soft and quiet: "It doesn't look like it's going to rain."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound.
The sky suddenly became dark, and the clouds seemed to be pressing down.
The way everyone looked at him revealed a message...a crow's mouth.
The rain came without any warning, and the little fat man sighed deeply when he thought about not bringing an umbrella.
"Why are you sighing?" Wei Ye frowned and said, "It's just raining, it's not like people died."
Amidst the thunder, there was a faint scream: "He's dead!"
“…”
Except for Wei Ye, everyone felt that Wei Su Shen had been wronged just now. It was obvious that the crow's mouth was hereditary.
There was no time to worry too much and they walked out quickly. None of them liked to watch the excitement, but when there was a traffic jam and a murder was right in front of them, they couldn't help but stay away from it.
There was a circle of people outside the Junqian Hotel. The little fat man took one look and said, "I have told you before that this hotel is very evil."
There was a person lying on the ground, and the blood and rain overlapped each other, reflecting a fragmented young face.
Fang Shan, who had squeezed into the crowd, stepped back. His expression did not change, but his eyes became sharper. When he walked to Wei Sushen, he said lightly: "He lost control."
Choosing to commit a murder at this time is like a silent declaration and provocation.
Among the crowd, there were two pale faces, from Fang Xinghai and his son.
Fang Can tried his best to suppress the trembling in his voice. He recognized the deceased on the ground as the resident of 601 who bumped into him at the elevator entrance.
Chen Yu once jumped down from this room, and now someone else is following in his footsteps.
"Dad, will it be our turn next?"
"What are you afraid of?" Fang Xinghai shouted, the image of the dead in his pupils made his mind wander, but it only happened for a moment. He calmed down quite quickly, glanced at Wei Ye's figure from the corner of his eye, rolled his eyes in a circle, and finally settled on a vicious decision.
Fang Can said uneasily: "If we really can't take the risk, how about hiring some ghost exorcists?"
Fang Xinghai shook his head. He and Fang Shan agreed on this point: "It will be counterproductive if you don't know whether the ghost exorcist is real or fake. If it doesn't succeed, we will still be the unlucky ones."
Fang Can tried: "Then what else can we do?"
Fang Xinghai smiled so coolly that he said, "With a little sacrifice, you can kill two birds with one stone."
The sound of police sirens came from far and near. The people here were quite capable and took the initiative to move out of the way.
Wei Ye, who was on the periphery, glanced at Wei Su Shen: "Go home and stay."
Instead, Wei Sushen looked at Fang Shan first, who gently tugged on his sleeve and pulled him towards him. He lowered his head and could only see his thin lips moving a few times, but couldn't hear what he was saying clearly.
Wei Sushen then pondered for a while and shook his head to reject Wei Ye's proposal.
The falling raindrops blocked part of the view, but Wei Ye clearly caught the murderous intent flashing through Fang Shan's eyes and couldn't help but frown. He knew from the beginning that this person who suddenly appeared next to his son was not a simple person, and the conclusion reached by someone to investigate was only four words: unknown origin.
Fang Shan suddenly raised his head, his eyes suddenly met with Wei Ye's, he pursed his lips and smiled, and he didn't know how sincere his words were: "It's safest to stay in the hotel."
Wei Ye looked at Wei Su Shen, who nodded slightly: "What he said is true."
Although Wei Su Shen's decision was briefly questioned, Wei Ye finally let him go. Fang Shan went back to the hotel with Wei Sushen first, and was slightly surprised on the way: "I thought you would be forcibly taken away."
Wei Sushen said calmly: "Before the matter becomes clear, hastily pointing fingers may be counterproductive."
Fang Shan laughed after hearing this: "Your family has always been very business-like."
After the elevator door opened, Wei Sushen said slowly: "In most cases, this is a good thing."
After walking out of the elevator, Fang Shan stopped and looked at the end of the corridor. The room where the murder had just occurred must have been occupied by some curious people soon after the investigation.
"Using life to pursue excitement is essentially like the host."
Wei Sushen knew that he was referring to the cooperation between the two parties to enter the plane to perform tasks, and did not deny it: "Profitability is the key."
They lived on the sunny side, and could see the scene downstairs through the glass of the guest room. The body had been taken away, but the police car had not yet left.
Fang Shan stood in front of the window and whispered: "Fang Xinghai is talking to your dad."
Although he couldn't see his expression clearly from a distance, Fang Shan could roughly tell Wei Ye's impatience.
Wei Sushen didn't have much reaction after hearing this. Fang Shan joked: "According to Fang Xinghai's personality, he must be planning something, isn't the host worried?"
Wei Sushen shook his head, walked over and stood side by side with him, looking at the two figures talking downstairs: "Let us quietly watch him die."
How could Wei Ye be so calculating? He had allowed the other party to suffer hidden losses several times. To put it bluntly, he relied on the relationship between father and son to have confidence and no need to worry about retaliation later.
But for Fang Xinghai, Wei Ye would not hold back at all.
As Fang Shan speculated at the beginning, Fang Xinghai was indeed planning a rather evil idea.
"Do I know who that child is?"
Wei Ye raised his eyebrows: "So?"
Heavy drops of rain hit him, and Fang Xinghai coughed a few times as if he had caught a cold: "Go upstairs and talk in detail."
Wei Ye did not take a step immediately, Fang Xinghai smiled sarcastically: "We have been seen talking together in public, so I am not stupid enough to attack you."
Wei Ye turned his head and glanced at Jiang Meiling. After exchanging glances, he and Fang Xinghai entered the hotel.
As soon as he entered the guest room, Fang Xinghai said to Fang Can: "Be careful of catching a cold if you get caught in the rain. Go take a hot shower first."
Fang Can subconsciously wanted to refuse, but seeing Fang Xinghai's unyielding gaze, he walked into the bathroom.
Fang Xinghai looked at Wei Ye: "You don't mind if I go change my shirt first."
Wei Ye: "It's up to you."
Fang Xinghai went into the bathroom with a clean shirt and whispered to Fang Can, who was standing by the sink in a daze: "The top priority is to find a scapegoat."
Fang Can realized something: "What do you mean..."
"If we can get that evil force to focus on Wei Ye, it will solve our urgent need and help us eliminate a competitor."
Fang Can: "How can we guarantee this?"
Fang Xinghai: "I will find a way to let him stay in the hotel for one night. I believe he won't be targeted."
Private investigation information shows that those who have recently committed suicide by jumping off buildings are all people from wealthy families, and Wei Ye obviously belongs to this group.
He left the Xinghai in front and turned on the shower: "You are not allowed to go out without my permission."
Fang Can's eyes were wandering. After he left, he couldn't help but stick to the door and chose to eavesdrop.
In the guest room, Fang Xinghai slowly brewed tea and handed it to Wei Ye.
Wei Ye was so shrewd that he could tell at a glance that he was stalling for time and put down his tea cup: "I suddenly remembered that there is something else at the company. Let's talk next time."
Fang Xinghai concealed his anxiety and said with a dry smile: "Don't you want to know what Fang Shan's secret is?"
Wei Ye: "It doesn't matter."
Seeing that the cooked duck was about to fly away, Fang Xinghai squinted his eyes and thought of other ways.
Not long after, the long-standing confusion suddenly came to mind. In his opinion, Wei Ye and Jiang Meiling have been married for so many years without any gossip, which is impossible in this circle. And Wei Sushen almost completely inherited Wei Ye's way of doing things. Could it be that his sexual orientation is also inherited
If so, there is still room for maneuver.
Fang Xinghai took a deep breath, and the rising feeling of humiliation quickly dissipated, replaced by the instinct of survival.
He suddenly grabbed Wei Ye's wrist: "I am happy with you."
“…”
Fang Xinghai said absentmindedly and looked at the reflection in the window. He was only in his early forties. In the eyes of the little girl, he was a handsome and mature uncle. As long as Wei Ye has a problem with his sexual orientation, there is no reason why he should not be deceived.
It seemed that he had seen the scene where Wei Ye was possessed by evil forces and jumped off the building. Fang Xinghai's heart suddenly surged: "It was just one night, even if what happened between us, no one would know."
Fang Can, who was eavesdropping, opened his mouth slightly and never closed it. Thinking of the necessary sacrifice that Fang Xinghai said before, he was instantly in a trance.
He came to his senses amidst the begging for mercy and hurriedly walked out. In the corner, Fang Xinghai was holding his head to avoid being beaten.
Fang Can was startled and quickly went to start a fight.
However, like Fang Xinghai, he looked tall and handsome, but he had not practiced any kung fu. Wei Ye threw him out after a few moments.
Seeing Fang Xinghai's nose and face swollen, Fang Can couldn't care less and ran out and smashed the door next door: "Help!"
After a few seconds, Shan Shan opened the door and said disgustedly: "What's wrong?"
Fang Can pushed him away and looked at Wei Sushen inside: "My dad was almost beaten to death by your dad."
Wei Sushen frowned and closed the book.
Fang Shan talked about Fang Xinghai's plan to divert trouble to the east.
Wei Su Shen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and after a while he uttered two words: "You deserve it."
"He was not beaten because of this," the begging for mercy seemed to echo in his ears, and Fang Can was about to cry without tears: "My dad failed to seduce Uncle Wei, but instead angered him."
The amount of information was so huge that not only Wei Sushen but also Fang Shan could not react.
Fang Can gave a pale explanation: "In order to make the unknown thing notice Uncle Wei, he did not hesitate to promise him to stay overnight."
A TV series automatically appeared in Fang Shan's mind. At the end, he rubbed his eyebrows and said to Wei Su Shen: "You deserve to die. But even if you can come up with such a method, I'm embarrassed not to save him."
Wei Sushen closed his eyes and nodded slightly, acknowledging his statement.
The author has something to say: Fang Xinghai... a vicious villain, a man with an extremely strong desire to survive.
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