Looking at Song Su's sad face, the corners of Ying Heng's mouth unconsciously hooked up a light smile, this Gu Ziqing is really amazing!

"Since the tracking can't be followed, let's think of another way. Ying Heng said nonchalantly.

"What else can I think of!" Song Su raised his cheeks and said with a sad face.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he leaned closer to Ying Heng, "Isn't it that His Royal Highness the Emperor Sun already has an idea in his heart?"

Ying Heng didn't say anything, just reached out and picked up the teacup and drank it to himself.

Song Su pursed his lips, "If His Royal Highness the Emperor Sun has any clever plans, he will tell his subordinates! ”

"You'd better use your brains! Ying Heng glanced at him.

Then he put down the empty teacup in his hand, and said: "You have to learn to be flexible, you can't deal with Gu Ziqing's ordinary routines, we can do the opposite." ”

"It's the opposite. Song Su muttered thoughtfully.

Just when Ying Heng felt that he had understood his intentions, Song Su suddenly glared at him and looked at him sincerely, "Your Royal Highness, what does it mean to do the opposite?

After listening to his words, Ying Heng stretched out his hand to support his forehead, and after a long time, he raised his head and looked at him with great sympathy, "Go find a Lang Zhong tomorrow and take a look at your brain, this matter cannot be delayed." ”

"What do you think about? I'm not sick. Song Su straightened up and said with a serious face, "It's just that what you said, it's too brain-consuming, and I really can't react for a while." ”

Ying Heng was speechless for a while, and couldn't help but say with some amusement: "Is what I said so obscure?"

Song Su nodded like pounding garlic, he really didn't react to what Ying Heng said just now.

"Tracking Gu Ziqing's matter, since it can't be done secretly, let's take it to the surface. Ying Heng looked at Song Su with hatred, "The matter of the Liu family, since she came to you for help, what does it prove?"

"Proof what?"

After Song Su finished speaking, he suddenly understood, and looked at Ying Heng with a suddenly realized expression.

"Understood?" Ying Heng looked at him amusedly.

Song Su picked up the teapot, poured tea for Ying Heng, nodded at the same time, and said flatteringly: "Understood, understood, just now the subordinates reacted too slowly and failed to pay attention to the meaning of His Royal Highness the Emperor and Sun." ”

The Liu family's actions this time, to put it bluntly, are not so threatening to him, but the Gu family, if they don't deal with it, their reputation will be easily ruined, so Gu Ziqing will be in such a hurry to solve this matter.

And when she came to her, she said a lot of persuasive words, just to let herself help her.

However, this also happens to prove one thing from the side, that is, there is no one available around Gu Ziqing, otherwise how could she go to great lengths to find herself?

Therefore, Ying Heng said that the matter of tracking Gu Ziqing can be done on the surface, which probably means that he should find a capable assistant for Gu Ziqing, so that he can justifiably monitor Gu Ziqing.

I have to say that His Royal Highness the Emperor Sun has a good plan!

Thinking so, Song Su cast an unusually appreciative look at Ying Heng.

"You know how to do it, you don't have to look at me so adoringly. Ying Heng said with disgust, and then picked up the tea that Song Su had just poured for him and drank it all.

Hey, it's too much to talk to such a person, and after a while, my throat is dry.

Ying Heng was not polite to him, put the empty teacup in front of Song Su, and motioned for him to continue pouring it full.

Song Su raised his hand very obediently, and a cup of tea fell into the cup again, with a thick mist, floating on Ying Heng's flat face.

"As for what Gu Ziqing said, if you want to deal with the Liu family, I think you can help her, after all, we are now the backers of others. ”

After Ying Heng finished speaking, he didn't see Song Su answer for a long time, so he raised his head to look at him, but saw that the latter was staring at him for a moment.

"Ahem!" Ying Heng frowned slightly, clenched his hands into a fist, and coughed when he put them to his mouth.

Song Su reacted at this time, scratching his head in embarrassment.

"What did you just look at me like that?" Ying Heng asked inexplicably.

Then he lowered his head and glanced at his body, there was nothing wrong with it!

Song Su waved his hand again and again: "Your Royal Highness, don't get me wrong, I was just thinking just now, why don't you show your true face? This human skin mask...... Isn't it hot?"

While speaking, Song Su leaned forward, approached Ying Heng, stretched out his finger and poked his cheek, but the feeling was exceptionally good, exactly the same as the skin of a real person.

Ying Heng straightened his waist and was stunned, looking at Song Su's movements speechlessly, and his tone gradually became extremely cold, "I'm talking to you about business." ”

Song Su heard the unhappiness in his tone, immediately sat up straight, and apologized: "My subordinates are just curious for a while, and they don't mean anything else, and I ask His Royal Highness the Emperor Sun not to blame me." ”

"Only this time, and there will be no mercy next time. Ying Heng's face was grim and authentic.

"Yes, my subordinates know. Song Su nodded again and again.

Ying Heng saw that he admitted his mistake, so he didn't say anything, and wanted to continue to talk about business, but he was afraid that Song Su would be distracted by his face again.

Thinking of this, Ying Heng raised his hand, groped his cheek, looked for the edge of the mask, and tore it off with a "bang".

Song Su, who heard the voice, raised his head, and Ying Heng's handsome face appeared in front of him like this.

Although it was not the first time they had met, Song Su was still a little surprised.

Ying Heng is the kind of relatively gentle look, with eyebrows like ink paintings, sharp edges and corners, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that are gentle and gentle, giving people a gentle and harmless feeling.

But only Song Su knows how iron-blooded Ying Heng's wrists are, how superb his strategy is, and he is not a gentle son, but an iron-clad man, with all eighteen kinds of martial arts, and Wen Taowu is all proficient.

Probably some people are like this, obviously a tiger, but they have the appearance of a cat, such as Ying Heng.

"I'll do it myself this time to deal with the Liu family, you don't have to worry about it. Ying Heng put aside the mask he had taken off and said without question.

Song Su has not been in a state for the past two days, and his affairs are still relatively busy, this matter, it is safer for him to think about it or do it himself, and he also wants to go to Gu Ziqing for a while.

Hearing his words, Song Su looked at him with a puzzled expression, "Then what should I do?"

"You should prepare to be the governor of Jiangnan!" Ying Heng said lightly.

As soon as he heard this, Song Su was completely happy, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

Seeing his expression, Ying Heng couldn't help laughing.