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Chapter 336: Cloud Movement

He sat on the couch, still in the same position as before, but on his body, around, under his feet, there was a river of blood, real blood flowed like a river, countless bloody things like internal organs or intestines flowed out of his chest and abdomen wounds, his face, the facial features under the bald head were twisted and hideous, his mouth was as wide open as his eyes, but he could no longer make a sound, and his teeth were also mixed with blood, and his shape was terrifying. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cai Yonglin died, and the news flew all over the country like wings.

Cai Yonglin's body was found by the prosecutor in a secret property in his Jingshan villa, he committed suicide in fear of crime, took a bottle of sleeping pills, and was dead when he was found, and the forensic examination ruled out the possibility of homicide.

Glasses, a man received the news in the middle of the night, silent, hung up the phone but no longer had the intention of resting, got up from the bed, walked to the window, looked at the wind and rain outside the window that seemed to have the meaning of stopping, stood silently for a long time, the rabbit died and the fox was sad.

Early the next morning, Yang Ting also knew, when he was drinking tea in the backyard of Ziyuan's villa, Yanjing was stormy but Mingzhu was sunny and the weather was as good as ever.

Daughter Yang Caiwei sat opposite him, saw her father answer the phone, just put away the phone without saying a word, and looked at her mobile phone with a blank look and muttered, "Dad, what do you say Huchen is doing?" Why haven't you returned the text message yet. ”

"A man always has his own things to do, and he can't let him do nothing and accompany you, you, me." Yang Ting was in a good mood, the corners of his eyes narrowed into a slit, and said, "What do you want to eat at night?" I cook it myself. ”

"Come on, you said last time that you would cook it yourself, but in the end, I still went out to eat and I still ate the dishes made by Aunt Wu." Yang Caiwei hit the old man mercilessly.

"It's rare for me to be in the mood, so forget it if I don't like to eat." Yang Ting smiled bitterly.

"Hey, old man, what is it that makes you so happy? Who made that call to you? Yang Caiwei got up and sat beside her father, stretching out her hand to hold Yang Ting's arm, in her impression that her father had not been so happy for a long time, and the last time he cooked in person was a long time ago.

"Are you happy that all the female creatures around your little tiger have disappeared all at once?" Yang Ting said with a smile.

Yang Caiwei was stunned for a moment, reflected it, and said in shame, "Dad"

Little Tiger is her intimate nickname with Zhao Huchen in private, the most unsightly, but I never wanted Yang Ting to know, girls are always easy to be shy, at this time, Zhao Huchen's cheek may not be able to resist this, let alone Yang Caiwei, thinking of the name of a little tiger in the text message, I feel blush, Yang Caiwei complained hatefully that the old man was too shameless, and told me about it.

Yang Ting laughed.

Yang Ting still didn't eat lunch at home, he went to meet a woman, a woman who had just come from Yanjing in the morning.

"It's been a few months since the last goodbye, but Miss Zhao is fine." Yang Ting entered the door and smiled at the woman sitting in the room.

The woman is extremely graceful and has a precipitated temperament, like a very mellow daughter red.

"It's okay, it's good to be able to eat, sleep, run, jump, watch some farce and watch some comedy." The woman said calmly, raised her eyelids and glanced at Yang Ting, and said with a light smile, "I came to ask about some things, and I always said that it was inconvenient on the phone, so I simply came in person." ”

"You say." Yang Ting leaned over slightly, so that the woman in front of him would not ask on the phone but personally ran all the way to talk about it must be a very important thing, Yang Ting probably knew it in his heart, but he didn't speculate without permission, just looked at the woman with a fixed face.

"First, what about Yanjing, what are your plans?" The woman smiled slightly, and a hundred flowers bloomed.

"Nope. It's none of my business. Yang Ting shook his head and said.

The woman nodded, not doubting, not appreciating, not disdainful, and not expressing her position, her fingers lightly touched the rim of the cup, rubbing it but not holding it, as if it was brewing.

The first thing was not unexpected by Yang Ting, but looking at the meaning of this woman, this turned out to be just a prelude, which made Yang Ting a little suspicious in his heart, but until now, no one is a hairy boy who can't hold back things, the kung fu of playing Tai Chi is deeper than the other, Yang Tingle is at ease, wait for the woman to brew and then speak, drink tea, authentic Shifeng Longjing before the rain, good tea.

"I still remember, when I was in Qinghai before, you came to see me, and you went back once in the middle, and only came back every other day, and it was your son-in-law who made you run all the way back to deal with things." The woman smiled slightly, picked up the teacup and asked an unrelated question.

Yang Ting nodded calmly, unable to see joy or anger.

"What's his name?" The woman who had been calm for decades was slightly nervous at this time, Yang Ting was shocked, and then playful, he had never seen this woman surnamed Zhao show such an expression, she had known each other for several years, and today it was the first time that she had ever experienced it.

It was the fact that he knew the background of the woman in front of him that made it even more strange, and after hesitating for a while, Yang Ting replied, "It's called Zhao Huchen, did he provoke Miss Zhao?" Yang Ting's worry is not without reason, he knew that the woman in front of him was in Yanjing before, and he heard that there was a bigger Buddha, Yang Ting knew about it, but he didn't pursue it, and he didn't want to explore the identity of the big Buddha that could accompany this woman, but Zhao Huchen was also in Yanjing during this time and was doing big things, and he knew that if there was any conflict between these two ends, it was Yang Ting's most unexpected and unwilling to see.

"Nope." The woman was relieved and shook her head gently, like a mirror lake, which was broken by someone, and then returned to calm after it was dispersed.

Yang Ting also breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the woman in front of him, and said with a smile, "If there is anything that offends Miss Zhao, I will compensate Miss Zhao on his behalf, he is still young and vigorous, and it is inevitable that there will be inconsiderate things in his words and actions, and he comes out of a small place, and it is a little too cautious to be too careful." ”

This time, the woman was interested, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile, "As far as I know, Yang Ting has always been known for being ruthless and vicious, and now it seems that he really wants to find a replacement to find a way out." ”

Yang Ting smiled dumbly, but he didn't mind the woman's words.

The tea room is clean and elegant, the teacups are also special, there is a line of words in the book, the world's famous tea number Longjing, Longjing is on the Shifeng. The woman accidentally caught a glimpse, and said with a smile, "The owner of this tea room has some thoughts, and the kung fu of watching the dishes is also good, and ordinary people are reluctant to take out this set of tea sets, right?" ”

Yang Ting glanced at the tea set and nodded, "Indeed, this is the boss's private collection, I have never seen him take it out, this will be generous." ”

"Tea is divided into eight products, lotus heart, bird's tongue, the best, before the Ming, before the rain, the first spring, the second spring, and grown. What kind of tea do you say? The woman said casually.

"The tongue is well deserved." Yang Ting affirmed.

The woman nodded, and suddenly smiled, "Actually, you already have a lotus heart in your hand." ”

These words were full of wit, Yang Ting frowned, and then dispersed, smiled and drank tea, no longer entangled, and the same is true for women.

Su Meiniang also received the news today, she received it on the way to other places, and she was on the highway.

"Wanjing, that kind of occasion is not suitable for you to appear, it is very dangerous." Su Meiniang took the phone, closed an investment intention, rubbed her temples, and said.

"It's for Zhao Huchen?" Su Meiniang said suddenly, frowning.

"Okay, no matter what you say, all in all, neither Zhao Huchen nor Cai Yonglin are easy people to deal with, and now that things have calmed down, the Yanjing chaos will usher in a longer period of stability, and your old man can't make much trouble without opening his mouth, but Cai Yonglin's death is too sudden, I'm afraid there will be a big dog-eat-dog." Su Meiniang smiled lightly.

After hanging up the phone for a long time, Su Meiniang was silent.

On the other side of the phone, Shi Wanjing was lying on the side of the bed, looking at Zhao Huchen, the focus of their argument just now.

Shi Wanjing found that Zhao Huchen was not the kind of handsome earth-shattering man, well, in fact, this point had been determined since the first time I met Zhao Huchen a long time ago, but now Shi Wanjing has found a lot of details that I don't usually find, such as Zhao Huchen's tight lip line is very attractive, it will not be so cold and thin that it will give people a feeling of too feminine and will not be so fat that it will destroy the beauty, just right, just like his nose, very straight, but not a hooked nose, the bridge of the nose is very straight, and the eyebrows are appropriately thick, Without the sharpness of the knife and axe, it will not give people a vague sense of eyebrows and eyes, all in all, how to look at it and how pleasing to the eye, Shi Wanjing can't figure out how Zhao Huchen, who has very pleasing facial features, became normal as soon as he got together on a face.

Stretching out his fingers and sliding gently along the corners of Zhao Huchen's mouth, the corners of Shi Wanjing's mouth had a mischievous smile.

"I'll be honest when I sleep." Shi Wanjing sighed, a little resentful.

Shi Wanjing let out a low sigh, and Zhao Huchen's originally tightly pursed lips actually opened and took her fingers in her mouth.

Withdrawing her fingers, Shi Wanjing looked at Zhao Huchen lying on the bed angrily and funny.

"Where's rouge?" This is Zhao Huchen's first sentence.

"Gone." Shi Wanjing replied.

"Picked up by an old man with gray hair and a gray beard." Shi Wanjing added.

"Did you say anything?" Zhao Huchen asked.

"I didn't say anything, just let you recuperate, Rouge showed you the old man, but the old man didn't seem to be very happy, but he still showed you the wound, and said that it was no big deal, the flesh was injured, in his words, the skin was rough and the flesh was very thick." Shi Wanjing smiled, obviously that sentence with rough skin and thick flesh won her heart.

"That's good." Zhao Huchen closed his eyes, and he didn't know what to say.

"Hey, you've done a big thing?" Shi Wanjing held her chin and asked with a smile.

"It's true that I a big beauty." Zhao Huchen opened his eyes and smiled.