When the first light snow fell in the Northland, Perth was in the middle of summer. In the early morning, the edge of the sky is covered with fish belly white, and a trace of light light infiltrates the light blue sky. It's quiet. The tide gently hugs the beach of Weicao Island, and the tide rises and falls.

Lu Jing came out of the villa's sea-viewing room in a gray nightgown, opened the wooden door, walked on the balcony railing on the second floor of the villa and looked at the fluctuating blue sea in the distance, stretching his arms to expand his chest, feeling happy and relaxed.

A moment later, Tang Shijing called, his tone was a little apologetic, "Lu Jing, I'm ready to go back to the Yellow Sea." The matter of looking for MGM executives will be handled by Yu Shou. I'm sorry..."

A breeze blows the hair on the forehead of the landing scene. Lu Jing smiled and said, "Shijing, it's not your job to find executives for MGM. It's okay to let Yushou be in charge. We don't have to say 'I'm sorry' between us. Actually, I also want to go back to the Yellow Sea to see what Cui Qiyue looks like at this moment. Uh, so it doesn't lower my image in your mind, does it? ”

Yu Shou is the general manager of Tianchen Entertainment. The acquisition of MGM by Tianchen Entertainment has been completed. However, Tianchen Entertainment has not made any adjustments to MGM at present.

Tang Shijing couldn't help laughing, and the unrivaled mature style overflowed, but unfortunately Lu Jing couldn't appreciate it in Perth, "Do you still know the image?" What about the scenery in Perth? ”

She knew that Lu Jing was on vacation with his woman in Perth. It is said that the number of the Pink Legion is a bit huge. Thinking about it, she felt a little depressed in her heart. I don't know if his wife Wei Wanyi will punish him for kneeling on the washboard after she finds out?

Lu Jing also enjoyed the wonderful night with Ye Yan, Wu Xuan, Li Muqing, and Mo Xinlan last night. Tender and sweet hugs and kisses, caresses, and various postures are used one by one. Sent his beloved women to the extreme in turn, and released himself in their warmth and wetness. Extremely gentle. Can the scenery in Perth be bad?

Guilt is not necessary for Lu Jing. Just like Xinlan said to him, there is no burden to anyone. Since we meet in the vast sea of people, and we feel happy together, the most important thing is to enjoy every second of each other's time.

However, it was still a little embarrassing to expose the fact that he was on vacation with the celebrities on the phone to reveal to the beloved Tang Meiren.

Lu Jing smiled shyly and chatted with Tang Shijing about Cui Qiyue.

The money laundering case of Pinghong Fund was found out, and it was he who arranged for GI to do it. The work of business espionage, GI company does it very well. He has always been in communication with the Book of Songs. To rectify Cui Qiyue's plan, he "contributed" a lot of ideas.

Of course, he will take care of the love of the Book of Songs, which incarnates the goddess of revenge, and the overall scheme is dominated by her.

Cui Qiyue has been pushed out by Cui Jiuxiao to be a scapegoat to calm the anger of the public. He is not far from being convicted in prison. Shijing wants to go back to the Yellow Sea and see Cui Qiyue in prison with his own eyes, which is understandable. After being imprisoned. It is estimated that Cui July will not see the Book of Songs.

Introducing the call with Tang Shijing, Lu Jing pondered for a while, and dialed Mo Jingwen, who lives in the Lidor seaside villa area on the opposite coast of Weicao Island. Song Yuqi and several of her assistants lived with Chen Xiao and Su Xiaoyu in the Lidor seaside villa area.

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The Huanghai No. 1 Detention Center is located at the junction of Huanghai City and Jiancheng County. It is located on the shore of a lake surrounded by green water. It is a high-standard detention center, and when you enter through the iron gate, you can feel the winter sunshine.

In a quiet reception room, Pei Wuyue, Cui Hengbo, and Gao Xiuping met Cui Qiyue. With a bald head cut and a yellow prison uniform, he is no longer handsome and chic. Pei Wuyue sighed softly, "How did you get to this point?" ”

Cui Qiyue smoked deeply. His voice was hoarse, "Uncle Nine sold me for a good price." He once said that he would keep me safe for a day, but in the face of the huge interests of Pinghong Fund, he still sold me. ”

Gao Xiuping sat on the sofa. He said in a muffled voice: "It's a bit bad to have such a high scripture. ”

Who of the six great families did not point to the things that could not be put on the table. The coal mining business of the Qi family in Bingzhou and the smuggling of the Li family in the South China Sea. As for the Tang Group, it invests in the name of filming movies every year, and I don't know how much money it laundered.

If everybody reports each other like that. No one has a good day.

Cui Qiyue smiled, a very bitter smile. "Xiuping, Mayor Xu is a new official. Tang Shijing This is a political achievement. I am not afraid of many people being implicated at all, but I am afraid that there are not many people who are implicated. Hey, calculating, scheming. ”

Cui Hengbo was so sad that he bowed his head and wept, the cousin of the proud son of the sky was so depressed now, "Seventh brother, are you doing well inside?" ”

"Hengbo..."Looking at his cousin who thought he was a wife, Cui Qiyue suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart. In the final analysis, he still doesn't accept the reality that Uncle Cui Jiu sold him. He took a deep breath and suppressed his feelings, "It's okay." At home, my parents sent a lot of things in. With your seventh brother's level and funds, isn't it good to mix in the number of more than a dozen people? ”

"Whew." Cui Hengbo sobbed and cried, bursting into tears. Pei Wuyue gently stroked his wife's back and said softly: "Hengbo, don't cry." "There are some things that are difficult for Yokoba to understand. In fact, in his heart, he only had some emotion about what happened to Cui Qiyue, but he didn't have much sympathy.

Yu Wenchang, the lover before the Book of Poetry, was the successor of the Tang Feng Group selected by Tang Lunyu, but he committed suicide in the humiliation of Cui Qiyue's tongue and lotus flower. The Book of Poetry is now just sending Cui Qiyue in. Even if he is sentenced to more than ten or twenty years, this is almost different from what happened to Yu Wenchang.

Cui July was released from prison and was still clothed and fed. He has saved up all over the years, with $50 million. And Yu Wenchang not only died, but his reputation was also nailed to the pillar of shame, becoming a laughing stock among the six great families.

Listening to Cui Hengbo's cry, Gao Xiuping felt sad in his heart, and let out a long sigh. Tang Shijing endured humiliation for several years, and took advantage of Lu Jing's east wind to take down Cui Qiyue in one fell swoop, and got his long-cherished wish.

Who would have thought that the hatred in the heart of the Book of Poetry would be so deep?

The mouth of the green bamboo snake, the needle behind the wasp tail. The most poisonous woman's heart.

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The first thing Tang Shijing did when he returned to the Yellow Sea was not to meet Cui Qiyue. Instead, I drove to the Huanghai People's Cemetery. The graves all over the ground, Tang Shijing looked for them unfamiliarly, and finally stopped at Cemetery No. 1236 with his memory.

"Wenchang. I've come to see you. Tears poured out in a flash, and Tang Shi stroked the tombstone with his hand. This is 7 years. She came to see Yu Wenchang for the first time. She didn't dare to come before, for fear that she would release the love in her heart.

The lonely grave is followed by Mengsuo. Ghosts sing at night as neighbors.

2,500 days and nights of longing, torment, hatred, and resentment are now completely released. Tang Shijing cried very happily. She did it, fulfilling the vow she made at the moment of her burial in Wenchang: to avenge you.

"Sister Shijing..."In this situation, Fang Poyu didn't wipe his tears with his eyes, and brought out the dark coins, incense, Moutai wine, and Chinese cigarettes he brought.

After crying happily, Tang Shijing prayed fragrantly, lit cigarettes and poured wine, and stared at the lonely tombstone in silence. As if she wanted to see the place of the next world, to see the man who always smiled at her. Wenchang....

Memories of the past are like a faucet that opens the floodgates, surging out. I think of the night when the spring breeze was drunk. The whispers of summer boating. The pride of mountaineering after autumn is depicted, and the warmth and sweetness of the winter quilt are depicted.

Watching the mature and beautiful poetry of the Sisterhood released, Fang Poyu felt tender. This love-hate relationship between the young sons of the six major families who were five or six years older than him made him feel emotional. Depending on the position of the person, the angle from which the problem is viewed should be different.

Suddenly I remembered a famous sentence: meanness is the pass of the despicable, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble.

Therefore, Yu Wenchang entered the grave, and Cui Qiyue was free outside for so many years.

Sister Shijing avenges her lover, which is justified.

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The sun is slanting to the west. Tang Shijing stood up with Fang Polu's support, and his legs were numb. After rubbing it for a while, he said, "Let's go, break the captive." ”

got into the car, Fang Poyu drove to the city. Tang Shijing said softly: "Broken." Go to the No. 2 Detention Center. I want to see Cui Qiyue. ”

"Sister Shijing, do you want to see him at night?" Fang Poyu obediently turned the steering wheel and asked puzzledly.

Tang Shijing wiped his tears with a tissue. "I don't want to spend the night."

"Okay, Sister Shijing. I'll arrange it. Fang Poyu said.

With Fang Poyu's energy, he made a few phone calls, and soon arranged for Tang Shijing and Cui Qiyue to meet. The meeting was in a quiet lounge. The room is not big. It is furnished with a beige sofa and a glass coffee table.

Fang Poyu quietly retreated, with Tang Shijing's bodyguards inside, he had nothing to worry about.

Cui Qiyue looked at the Tang Shijing, which was still beautiful and moving, pursed his lips, and sat on the sofa. This is the woman he loved, this is the woman who sent him in. Hate her, love her, all kinds of feelings are so entangled in my heart.

Looking at Cui Qiyue, who was resigned to his fate, wearing a ridiculous prison clothes, Tang Shijing said softly: "In July, I just went to see Wenchang. Now you can sue me for what you told him that night. ”

Cui Qiyue did not admit that the deaths of Yu Wenchang and Mo Cheng were related to him. The reason for the conviction was the laundering of money by the Ping Hung Fund, which involved an amount of $200 million. It belongs to the category of huge amounts of money and strict circumstances.

Cui Qiyue laughed and laughed miserably, "Shijing, does it make sense to say this now?" You're here to see my jokes. I've seen it now. Let's go. ”

Tang Shijing frowned, and then stretched out again, "Why don't you sue me?" ”

Cui Qiyue shaved his head, and at this moment his eyes suddenly had his old look, "I want you to remember me." ”

Tang Shijing was silent, stood up after a while, and said seriously: "July, I think I will forget you." You and Wenchang belong to the past. Leaving you, I will pursue a new life. ”

Tang Shijing stood, from a condescending angle. Wear a plain cotton jacket and khaki slacks in winter. Tall, graceful, sexy, cool and mature. It has an unbeatable atmosphere. Cui Qiyue nodded slowly, "Shijing, I won't wish you happiness." If you break up with Lu Jing one day, I will go to see you. ”

Tang Shijing suddenly curled the corners of his mouth, smiling smartly, as if a warm smile like spring returning to the earth, "July, you are still so careful." However, Lu Jing will let you down. Good bye! ”

"Goodbye." Cui Qiyue stood up and watched the woman with an unparalleled status in her life leave.

Fang Polu greeted Tang Shijing, looked back at the Second Detention Center, and said in his heart: "Farewell, Cui Qiyue." Never again! (To be continued......)