On the wall is the picture of the Lantern Festival Gala of Hengdian Satellite TV put on by the home theater, in the picture is Yang Qi singing "The Sea", on the leather couch three or four meters away, Xu Qingping, who is wearing a golden nightgown, is holding her white mink, lazily half lying on the sofa, like a waterfall of green silk covering her face, a pair of eyes that seem to reflect the whole world, looking at Yang Qi's singing with a smile, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Her assistant Xiao Xiang was quietly pinching her smooth calves, and her eyes frequently glanced at Yang Qi in the projection.

In the room, Xu Qingping adjusted her posture slightly, looked at Yang Qi in the projection with smiling eyes, and asked Xiaoxiang, "Have we invited him to perform recently?"

Xiao Xiang's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Dong Xu, do you want to invite Yang Qi to perform in our Peacock Garden again?"

Xu Qingping chuckled, "Can't you?"

Xiao Xiang hurriedly replied: "Okay! Okay! Okay! Of course you are the chairman! Whoever you say you invite, of course you will invite!"

Xu Qingping glanced at her with a smile, and then turned her eyes to Yang Qi in the projection, and said casually: "Then you will go and tell the manager later! Let him invite Yang Qi to perform! The time is set, tell me, and I will listen to it when the time comes!"

Xiao Xiang: "Okay Xu Dong!

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A villa in the western suburbs of Beijing, the European-style villa is very new, but the courtyard has deep fallen leaves, and there are a lot of fallen leaves and some dead branches in the swimming pool.

The lawn is withered yellow, of different lengths, and there are some fallen leaves at the gate, which looks like no one has cleaned it for a long time.

From the outside, this villa should have been unoccupied for a long time, but at this time, in the hall on the first floor, there was a person lying on the sofa decadently, holding a wine bottle with a big belly and a thin neck, and a mouthful of wine was poured into a mouth full of messy beards, a pair of drunken eyes were hazy, his face was pale, his hair was messy and greasy, and his pajamas were dirty, and the chest of his pajamas was open, revealing the developed pectoral muscles inside.

The silence in the villa was terrible, only the sound of him drinking, and the singing on TV.

"If the sea can bring back the love it once had,

Just let me spend my life waiting,

If you are no longer nostalgic for the affectionate past,

Let him drift away with the wind,

If the sea can take away my sorrows,

It's like taking every river ......"

The face on the sofa that was drinking was rotten and drunk, turned to the TV screen a little bit, on the 80-inch big screen, Yang Qi's singing face was reflected in the hazy drunken eyes on the sofa, and the wine bottle that came to his mouth stopped there, and the hazy drunken eyes regained their clarity little by little, although the bottom of his eyes was still bloodshot, but his eyes finally regained a little clarity.

A mood called hatred gradually appeared in the gloomy eyes.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

With a crisp sound, the delicate porcelain wine bottle fell on the marble floor tiles on the ground, the chest muscles developed under the pajamas rose and fell high, and he supported the sofa with one hand, he sat up, staring at Yang Qi on the big screen with his eyes, and two words came out of his mouth full of messy beards: "Yang ...... Odd ......"

He is none other than Sun Huai's father, who was abolished by Yang Qi and removed from the dantian, the first day of the Sun family, the first master!

He used to be proud of the entire martial arts world in the capital, and even proud of the entire martial arts world in the world, but now that his dantian is wasted, he has no internal strength, his kung fu is nine times out of ten, and at most he can only bully and bully ordinary people, as if he was knocked off the altar and reduced to a mortal, which makes the arrogant Sun Huai's father how can he accept it?

The people he once ignored at all are now gloating, laughing at him, mocking him, sarcastic, and he has lost the strength to fight back against them.

Once accommodating everything to his grandson family, now everyone avoids him, even his father, because of his fall, and was forced to go to Hengdian to ask for guilt, and when he came back, the same dantian was abolished.

Sun Huaijun, who was once trampled under his feet, now replaced him as the next leader of the Sun family.

The beauties who used to come and go as soon as he summoned him, now no one answers the phone call of his grandson's father, and the money that he used to ask for at will is now deducted from ninety percent, and the woman who once admired him has now become indifferent and alienated from him.

Everything has changed!

He seemed to have become the abolished prince of ancient times, all the honor, authority, and attention were gone, and he no longer belonged to him, and he fell from the clouds to the dust, and no one even looked at him again.

And all of this is thanks to Yang Qi on TV.

The hatred and murderous intent in Sun Huai's father's eyes were extremely strong, but after a while, those hatred and murderous intent suddenly dissipated, and the body he had just sat up was also crooked, and he fell crooked on the sofa like no bones, grabbed the ashtray on the coffee table and smashed the TV screen, and the whole villa finally fell completely silent.

Sun Huai's eyes were filled with deep exhaustion and sadness.

People who have not experienced all thoughts cannot understand his current state of mind, and whether a person is happy or not is not necessarily related to how much he has.

In fact, he still has at least this villa, a luxury car, and tens of thousands of dollars a month, and most of the wealth he has that ordinary people can't earn in a few lifetimes, but he is now in despair.

Because all that he wants, what he likes, is far away from him, forever.

Because no one looks down on him anymore, no one is afraid of him anymore, and even he himself looks down on himself from the bottom of his heart and thinks that he is useless.

Mourn and die!

When a person's heart dies, all thoughts will be lost, there will be no love, no fighting spirit for everything, and no interest in everything.

Even eating and drinking water will feel redundant.

Even rolling my eyes makes me feel tired.

It is a kind of laziness to the extreme in the eyes of others, just like the current Sun Huai's father.

The tired eyes slowly closed, two tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and without a sound, Sun Huai's father curled up in a ball, shrunk on the side of the sofa, like a little beast abandoned by the world.

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At the same time, a certain sky in the south is rolling dark clouds, silver snake-like lightning is speeding in the clouds, the clattering thunder covers up all the sounds between heaven and earth, the pouring rain connects the sky and the earth, and the vehicles that are still driving on the road are parked on the side of the road one by one, because the wipers can no longer save the driver's sight, and the world outside the car is already a world of heavy rain, and you can't see two or three meters away.

The people who live under this sky look up at the thick clouds at night, and everyone feels palpitations, because no matter how many years they have lived here, they have never seen such dark and thick clouds in the sky, and the thick lightning in the clouds makes people's hearts chill, no one has ever seen such a thick lightning.

Thick lightning bolts seemed to tear the sky.

Even more pale was the stout bolts of lightning that sped down from the night, each blasting towards the west of the city, as if something was there to attract all the lightning.