Volume 1_Chapter 42 An Wen's thoughts
These two girls have only moved into this office for two days, and they are so big and small, won't they want to go to heaven in the future?
"Just talk about not practicing fake tricks, give birth to monkeys, right? Come on!" Xia Qing suddenly opened his arms, wanting to pounce.
The two girls laughed and trembled, and ran out directly, shouting: "Director Xia is a hooligan, run!"
"Hey, Li Shizhen's skin. Xia Qing smiled angrily.
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Seven o'clock in the evening.
Xia Qing went back to the urban village, urged Tang Siyu to drink medicine and eat, and then rushed to the coastal villas.
At this time, Villa No. 8.
The lights in the mansion are shining, showing the luxury bit by bit, and in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, An Wen is wearing a pure white dress, and her hair is coiled high on weekdays, naturally falling down, three thousand green silks are like a waterfall, which is particularly beautiful.
She held the goblet in her right hand, stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looked up at the starry sky, suddenly stunned, and suddenly shook the red wine in the glass.
Suddenly, there was a slight movement in my ears.
An Wen turned her head to look and saw Xia Qing inexplicably appearing on the sofa, still in the drunken posture of the concubine, looking at herself with a smile on her face.
"When did you come?" asked An Wen.
"When it's time to come, it's coming. Xia Qing smiled and said, "What are you thinking about, is it possible that you are thinking about me?"
"Nope. β
"I don't understand the amorous feelings. β
Xia Qingwu rolled his eyes, patted his stomach, and said, "For your meal, I have endured hunger for several hours, don't tell me that the meal has not been cooked yet." β
"Right now. An Wen still cherishes words like gold.
Xia Qing: "......"
Soon, Anwen walked to the kitchen and took out two thick filet mignon from the refrigerator and prepared to fry them for dinner.
Maybe she won't do anything else, Xia Qing is not strong.
Watching An Wen put on an apron and work in the kitchen, Xia Qing couldn't help but look at her a little sideways.
An Wen at this moment, although she is still so beautiful and moving, but vaguely, there is a trace of coldness in her daily life.
Or rather, at this moment, she doesn't have that unattainable feeling.
No matter how beautiful the goddess is, she is a living person after all, and Xia Qing is happy that she can see this scene.
Twenty minutes later.
Two steaks are served, the two sit opposite each other, and the red wine in the glass looks particularly bewitching under the illumination of the light.
An Wen cut the steak by herself, cut it into small cubes, put it in her mouth gently, and then chewed it slowly, she kept repeating these actions without saying a word.
"Why, don't you ask me if it's delicious?" Xia Qing asked.
An Wen didn't look up at him, "Does it matter if it's delicious or not." β
Xia Qing rolled his eyes, "I don't have any interest in life at all, I decided to be your teacher and teach you what it means to be fun." β
"Shut up. β
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What you can't get is always in turmoil.
Xia Qing couldn't deny that he was becoming more and more possessive of An Wen, and he seemed to be more and more impatient, wanting to see An Wen like a docile cat, shrinking into his arms and coquettish.
An Wen is not pretentious like ordinary women, she ate the steak cleanly, then took a sip of red wine, wiped her mouth, and finally looked at Xia Qing, "Actually, today you can be completely silent, I am in charge, you can also relieve your anger, and you don't have to offend Chen Liangyong." β
Xia Qing smiled, didn't pick up, just thought to himself: "A wealthy family like you, eight out of ten have huge struggles, so it's still us people from the grassroots who live freely." β
"What do you want to express?" asked Anwen.
"I just want to say that coming from this kind of family, maybe not as glamorous as outsiders seem, otherwise how could you force you to join the 'Dark Night' organization and have endless blood on your hands?" Xia Qing grinned, revealing a row of teeth.
An Wen's gaze suddenly froze, and more than ten seconds passed before she blinked slightly.
"You are more powerful than I imagined, and you have found out my details clearly. An Wen sighed from the bottom of her heart.
"This proves that you have a good vision, and you don't just find a random mischief to be a fiancΓ©. Xia Qing desperately put gold on his face, and said with a lazy smile: "Say, what is Chen Liangyong's origin." β
An Wen no longer concealed it, and said slowly: "My cousin An Nan's henchman." β
With this sentence alone, Xia Qing made up a series of family struggles in his brain.
"The person at the helm of the An family was your father, but he died, you are a woman, and you are an illegitimate daughter, and you are not a threat to others, but you are sharp, highlighting your overly strong business talents, and you have been supported by some people, which makes your cousin jealous. β
In the end, An Nan stepped in and proposed to let you take over the originally half-dead Haiyun Group, so you became the president of Haiyun, Chen Liangyong, as a front-line lackey, stumbling on you everywhere, once you fail, An Nan will sit back and relax. β
Xia Qing led the cannon and made a systematic analysis.
An Wen was not surprised, and immediately nodded, "All right." β
"These are all my guesses, so I'll dare to guess again. Xia Qing took a sip of red wine and said secretly: "The development of a half-dead group requires a huge capital injection, and if someone makes a stumbling block, you are destined to fail to attract investment, so you join the killer world and quickly accumulate wealth, which is why you have today's sea charm!"
Hearing this, An Wen finally couldn't stay calm anymore.
Because the motive for becoming a killer is information that cannot be queried by the outside world, everything is clear only to herself, but Xia Qing guessed it directly.
This man always seems to refresh his cognition again and again!
"That's right, you guessed it all. An Wen nodded again.
"Then I'm still curious, you don't need to go on a mission at all at this stage, why was you hunted down last time. Xia Qing asked.
An Wen responded, "Because of my father's death." β
Behind the seemingly calm sentence, there are countless sadness and hatred hidden, Rao is An Wen tried her best to control her emotions, but the subtle emotional fluctuations still made Xia Qing see it really.
In other words, the death of An Wen's father, the terrifying boss who developed An's business empire, is related to Brother Jin.
Moreover, with An Wen's ability, I am afraid that I will not even be able to see Brother Jin's face, let alone succeed in the assassination.
"How much do you know about Brother Jin?" Xia Qing asked.
"It's a blur, my father's death has something to do with him, and I learned about it by chance, but I don't know anything about this man, except who one of his mistresses is, and it's because the mistress inadvertently leaked her mouth. β
"So you're going to assassinate that woman, trying to use it to get along with the vine?"
An Wen nodded heavily, tears quietly shining in her eyes.