He Ling likes dogs very much, and he can't put it down when he hugs the puppy. Xie Letian is not in good health, the weather outside is too cold, he can't go out to suffer from the cold, so he let He Ling go out and take the puppy to play in the yard, He Ling regained a little innocence , hugged the puppy happily and went out humming.
When she left, Le Tian said slowly, "Let's talk."
He Yincheng was stunned, and looked at Xie Letian. Everyone in the He family was handsome, and He Tiancheng was no exception. At this moment, Qingxiu became like a "little girl", with her legs together, and said in a small voice: "What are you talking about?"
Xie Letian looked at him with the eyes of a junior, "As soon as you came in, you seemed to have something on your face and hesitated to speak." That's why he deliberately pushed He Ling away so that He Yincheng could speak.
He Tiancheng is very contradictory.
Now in front of him is a multiple-choice question.
According to Song Ci's words, if you kill He Ling, even if He Yincheng has a lifelong handle with Song Ci, he can also get the line of Ge Nan, which should belong to him.
If you don't listen to Song Ci's words, and tell Xie Letian all the things that Song Ci ordered him to hide, then...
In fact, this idea has been lingering in He Yincheng's mind for a long time.
A month ago, this idea fermented to the point where it couldn't be added.
Because—he' heard it. '
He came to visit Xie Letian that day, and Xie Letian fell ill again. After winter, Xie Letian was often sick and hardly ever left home. He Tiancheng would come to see him and talk with him when he had time. He felt that Xie Letian was alone. It must have been lonely—he was putting himself on the line, because he was especially lonely when he was alone at home.
Even though Xie Letian was sick, he was still gentle and considerate. He Tiancheng came to talk with him to relieve his boredom, but in the end it was Xie Letian who was talking with He Tiancheng, listening to him talk about Chen Zhima rotten millet when he was young.
After He Chengcheng found out, he was so ashamed that Xie Letian was sick, his lips were dry, and he was still pestering Xie Letian to talk endlessly, and he ran away as if to run away.
After walking downstairs, He Tiancheng remembered that the book he brought to Xie Letian was not given to him, and it was rare that the ghostly servant of the Xie family did not stop him from going back, so he hurriedly went up and walked to the door Before, because his face was shy, he took a deep breath, and just about to knock on the door, he heard voices from inside.
He Tiancheng felt very strange, after just a short while, who entered, was it a servant? Xie Letian didn't like ordering servants around, he was thinking wildly, but suddenly he heard a slightly higher voice, the kicking inside seemed to be someone walking.
He Tiancheng recalled Xie Le's Tmall-like footsteps, and felt more and more strange in his heart. At the same time, he felt a strange instinctive fear.
That fear drove He Yincheng to go downstairs lightly, and ran out of Xie's house in one breath.
He didn't go far, and quietly stared at a wood near Xie's house. He had an intuition that there was someone hiding in Xie Letian's house just now, and he didn't dare to think about that whimpering cry.
He Tiancheng was not afraid to wait until late at night. The most important thing he did in his life was to wait. What he waited for was the opening of the window on the third floor. The black figure jumped down from the third floor with incredible agility. The ground fell outside Xie's house.
He Yincheng's blood was cold.
The relationship between Song Ci and Xie Letian seems to be good on the surface, but He Tiancheng doesn't care about the superficial things. Song Ci's sneaking around like this is not superficial.
He Tiancheng went back that night, thought for a whole night, and came to the conclusion that either Song Ci was playing tricks on him, or Song Ci was playing Xie Letian.
No matter what kind of conclusion, He Wen will inevitably fall into a passive position.
He Yincheng's face darkened, and he suddenly possessed himself and approached Xie Letian. Letian's hairs stood on end, and he was about to dodge. The warm breath sprayed into his ears, "Song Ci... wants to kill He Ling."
Xie Letian's face changed instantly, he turned his face suddenly, the tip of his nose almost hit He Yincheng's, "What did you say?"
He Chengcheng looked at Xie Letian so closely, only to find that Xie Letian's eyes were astonishingly bright, like a sea of stars attracted his eyes, He Chengcheng's voice trembled, "Mr. Xie, I'm sorry..." He lowered his head, His forehead fell on Xie Letian's shoulder, and he hugged Xie Letian's shoulder tremblingly, "I'm sorry..."
Le Tian didn't have time to tell him what he had or didn't have, and wished he could slap him away. He took the cane leaning on his feet, pushed He Bingcheng away, and shouted out loudly with the cane: "Ah! Ling, come in."
He Tiancheng looked at Xie Letian's anxious figure and knew that he had made the right bet.
If Xie Letian didn't value He Ling, then today he lost his wife and lost his army, but Xie Letian valued He Ling, then... He Yincheng had a crying and smiling expression on his face—Song Ci, you are finished.
Three days later, Yan Dong found a suitable opportunity and contacted He Chengcheng, "At 7 o'clock in the evening, the hotel will have a power outage for 20 minutes, that's enough, come over at 6:30, and we'll meet in room 703."
"Okay, I see." He Chengcheng hung up the phone, turned his head to look at Xie Letian with a cold face, and said in a low voice, "He told me to come over at 6:30, meet at 703, and act at 7 o'clock."
Xie Letian's expression was cold and stiff, and he nodded slowly.
The Garden Hotel, the top hotel in the city, where celebrities gather, is going to become a slaughterhouse tonight. Yan Dong assembles the silencer gun in 703, shakes his head while assembling, and feels that the warden is too ruthless. Ask him to hold He Yincheng to vote for the certificate.
Killing his own sister, can he really sleep at night
Yan Dong remembered Song Ci's saying that "father and son can turn against each other". He once heard that Song Ci killed his father with his own hands. He didn't believe it before, thinking it was too exaggerated. Still a bit too much.
As Yan Dong thought about it, his movements froze, feeling a little flustered.
There was a sound of swiping the card to open the door, Yan Dong subconsciously clenched the gun in his hand, it was He Yincheng who came, Yan Dong was relieved, and glanced at the current clock, "You are very punctual."
He Tiancheng came over without saying a word, and stared at the gun in Yan Dong's hand. Yan Dong was not surprised to see him silent. Anyone who was given such an order would feel uncomfortable. If she is unconscious, if you shoot again, it will be assumed that she is dead, and it is not against the law to shoot a dead person."
He Yincheng silently snatched the gun from Yan Dong's hand, and Yan Dong was pressed against his temple without any defense, "Don't move, I can do it without breaking the law by shooting a living person."
Song Ci unexpectedly received a call from Xie Letian, "Come here."
Song Ci was surprised by Xie Letian's rare initiative for a moment, and immediately thought of going to He Ling, and asked tentatively, "What's wrong?"
"I...it's very swollen," Xie Letian sounded a little embarrassed on the phone, and said vaguely, "bring some ointment."
Song Ci laughed, "Baby, you are too tender."
Xie Letian cursed 'Get lost', then said 'Hurry up' and hung up the phone.
Song Ci put down his unbuttoned hand, buttoned his shirt again, put on his suit and coat, couldn't help laughing while putting on his coat, he was thinking of Xie Letian looking in the mirror in distress, looking at that swollen, pale face Shy and angry, it's really—beautiful.
Song Ci deliberately took the medicine from Zhongdingli to thank the house.
Although Xie Letian called, Song Ci still chose to go over the wall. He and Xie Letian couldn't see each other on the bright side.
As soon as people climbed over the wall, Song Ci saw Xie Letian sitting in the yard, leaning thinly on the rattan chair. Song Ci frowned, and immediately untied his coat and put it on, "Why sit outside and wait? It's cold, be careful of catching a cold."
Xie Letian raised his head silently, his lips moved slightly, "Sit."
Song Ci put his hands on his shoulders, screaming in his heart that it was bad, where it was bad, and how bad it was, he didn't know yet, but it was bad, very bad.
Song Ci sat down calmly and didn't mention the ointment, he knew that Xie Letian was just looking for an excuse that he wouldn't suspect to call him.
"Do you have anything to say to me?" Xie Letian said slowly, there was a little light in his dark eyes, and he didn't know if it was the light or something else.
Song Ci turned her face away, and said calmly: "After all, He Ling is the elder sister of He Danhai's compatriots. I don't worry about her controlling Ge Nan's line."
Xie Letian's expression seemed to be covered with a layer of glaze, slow sadness, "There is no other reason?"
Song Ci lowered his face, "Yes."
He thought, it's just that He Ling died, Xie Letian would not turn against him, even if he turned against him, at most it would only be for a while, he was confident that in Xie Letian's heart, he was still more important than He Ling, He Ling died, He Ling Tiencheng took over Ge Nan, and his superiors knew that He Tiancheng was his man, so they would not make things difficult for Xie Letian again, but Xie Letian didn't know this, so he had the best of both worlds without anyone noticing.
Xie Letian bent down, his breathing gradually became short of breath, and the sound of panting sounded in the courtyard, Song Ci couldn't hold back his face, and turned to help him, "Okay, don't..."
The slender gun barrel pressed against Song Ci's abdomen, Song Ci's face changed, his black and gray eyes looked at Xie Letian, and said slowly: "This is a gift from me."
"Yes," Xie Letian's voice seemed to come from between his teeth, "I... will return it to you."
Severe pain came from the abdomen, Song Ci's eyes widened in disbelief, he slowly withdrew his hand, and slowly lowered his face, the bright red blood was blooming in the abdomen like fireworks, Song Ci's brain was deadlocked at that moment , He couldn't think or feel, only the severe pain permeated from his abdomen and penetrated into his flesh and bones.
He Tiancheng came out from the dark, stood behind Xie Letian, pulled off his coat and threw it on the ground, put his hands on Xie Letian's shoulders, "Chairman Xie, don't be sad, he's not worth it."
Xie Letian stood up slowly, and said lightly to Song Ci who was staring at the two of them, "Those who betray me are not worthy."
The blood in Song Ci's whole body was extremely cold at that moment.
Xie Letian winked at He Yincheng, He Yincheng clapped his hands, and followed Yan Dong who was holding a mournful face, Yan Dong saw Song Ci who was kneeling on the ground with a puddle of blood on his body, his face immediately turned from depressed to shocked, "The warden!"
Xie Letian said coldly: "Go away."
He didn't kill Song Ci, because if Song Ci died, the higher-ups would pursue him, and he still had the ability to evade punishment with this shot.
Yan Dong rushed forward to help Song Ci, looking at Song Ci's bleeding wound, he quickly covered it with his hands, "Prisoner! This... let's go!"
Song Ci stared at Xie Letian's back leaning on his cane, and suddenly burst out from his voice, "Xie Letian!"
The thin figure didn't pause for a moment.
"Director, let's go, you've lost too much blood..." Yan Dong said in a panic, "Go!" Without any explanation, Song Ci was set up, Dongri's gunshot wound bled so much, he would freeze to death!
Yan Dong helped Song Ci out of Xie's house, the neighborhood of Xie's house was sparsely populated, not even a car, Yan Dong called someone to pick it up in a panic, "Director, hold on..."
Song Ci leaned against the wall in a trance, the moon was surprisingly bright, he opened his mouth, and said slowly: "He shot at me..."
"Yes," Yan Dong said angrily, "He Chengcheng, the fucking kid, looks quite honest, but he actually betrayed me. They arrested me as soon as I arrived at the hotel. Damn He Chengcheng is not a thing! Xie Letian , Xie Letian is not a thing either!"
"He shot at me..." Song Ci looked around in panic, his handsome face contorted for a moment, and a tear ran out silently through his thick eyelashes, "He actually shot at me..."
Back at Zhongding, Song Ci's face was so pale that it was almost bloodless. The doctor at Zhongding immediately arranged for an operation. Song Ci lay on the hospital bed and held the doctor's hand. His head was dripping with cold sweat, and his eyes were deep and fierce, and he said: "Don't Anesthesia." He wanted to... always remember how much pain he had today.