The sky was gloomy, the gate of Changchun Garden was still closed, Song Bingjue looked at Changchun Garden, which had not moved for a long time, the impatience between his eyebrows and eyes was getting more and more serious, if it wasn't for the fact that the situation was unknown, he would have wanted to rush in now.

Han Xiu walked over in a hurry, his face was still not good, "The drone we sent out just now has been discovered, and Ji Yunhua sent someone to shoot it down." ”

“…… Is there any other way? ”

He turned his head to look at his subordinates, the exhaustion and heaviness in his eyes were shocking, and his chin was resolute:

"Since there is no better way, I have to use my own method to solve it."

"President, what do you mean ......"

couldn't help frowning, Han Xiu guessed his thoughts, and hurriedly spoke out to stop him:

"No, this is on the mainland, not to mention that not long ago because of Shen Yu's matter, there was already a lot of rumors here, if you act rashly, you will only leave a handle for others!"

"Don't I know what you're talking about?"

couldn't help but sneer, Song Bingjue's gaze moved to the door plaque of Changchun Garden, "Isn't this the situation he wants to see?" ”

Ji Yunhua has been planning for many years, and only now has he deliberately exposed himself to everyone's field of vision, and he has already laid out the game, but now he is just waiting for him to jump down.

He didn't know what role he had played in the years, but if it was the only way to get her back, so what's the matter.

"Han Xiu, you have been with me for a long time, and you know the operation of the entire group and organization very well."

The rain gradually fell, and bit by bit fell on Song Bingjue's knife-like three-dimensional face, and his face was as resolute and resolute as a broken boat:

"No matter what happens after I walk in today, you have to guard the Song family, keep a low profile, and stabilize the overall situation. Song's ...... This is my mother's inheritance, and I don't want to die in my hands. ”

"President! What nonsense are you talking about! The syndicate is Madame's brainchild, you can't-"

"It's because it's my mother's brainchild that you have to keep it."

With a hand knife, Han Xiu, who was about to pull him to dissuade him, fainted, and Song Bingjue handed him over to the two bodyguards in the back, "Take him back, if he wants to do something impulsive, let him think about what I said today." ”

Although these two bodyguards were also from the "Dragon Palace", they didn't know him as well as Han Xiu after all, and they only knew how to obey the orders he gave them, they nodded, and quickly put the unconscious Han Xiu back in the car.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and after a short time, Song Bingjue's suit was quickly soaked, and he watched the black vehicles go away, and after the street returned to calm and deserted, he walked towards the gate of Changchun Garden step by step.

The person guarding the small pavilion next to the door saw that he was coming again, and hurriedly stopped:

"Don't come here, I won't open the door if I say anything more. I said, you want to go in unless our young master speaks-"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gun silently pressed against his abdomen, and the concierge suddenly turned pale with fright, and his lips trembled:

"Y-Why do you have a gun?!"

"Can you open the door now?"

Smiling wickedly, Song Bingjue looked at the camera hidden above the eaves, he knew that Ji Yunhua must be watching from behind the screen, "Huh? Ji Yunhua? ”

This is exactly the case, Ji Yunhua sat in front of the surveillance, he looked at Song Bingjue, who seemed to have changed before and after, and also showed a meaningful smile:

"He's finally showing his true colors......"

Uncle Nine on the side naturally didn't understand what he meant, but when he saw him showing a long-lost smile, he was also happy:

"How could Song Bingjue be the opponent of our young master? Pushing him to this point is already in our plan. ”

"Uncle Nine, let the porter let people in."

If he didn't open the door again, Ji Yunhua wasn't sure if Song Bingjue would really shoot and kill, after all, he was also famous for his ruthlessness in the past.

Song Bingjue, who was passed, went all the way unimpeded and was brought to the living room by Uncle Jiu, Song Bingjue looked at Ji Yunhua, who was sitting on the wide Chinese-style sofa, pampered and not surprised, this young man who had been planning for a long time, his eyes were dark:

"It's me who underestimated you, Ji Yunhua."

"I underestimated your heart for her, too."

Ji Yunhua raised his eyes lightly, looking at the few variables that belonged to his plan, "However, your encounter was originally a mistake. ”

"There are too many mistakes in the world, and they all end up being an encounter."

Song Bingjue, who was standing here, also confirmed his previous conjecture when he looked at Yunhua's seemingly calm eyes last season, but in fact the dark tide was turbulent:

"There are too many desires in your eyes, and there are also a lot of unwillingness, as if asking me, why me?"

"yes, why you."

His heart was debunked by him, Ji Yunhua was not cramped and embarrassed, the original residual warm light in his eyes faded little by little, and the gentle young man seemed to be devoured by another person with the same skin:

"I watched this butterfly grow day by day, and one day, when the time was right, she would come back to me...... She's my wife, what are you? ”

"You didn't hold on to her, you didn't protect her, why do you say she'll come back to you?"

With a sarcastic smile, Song Bingjue looked at Ji Yunhua with a gloomy face, "If I'm not mistaken, you knew her whereabouts a long time ago." But you didn't tell the Cheng family, but let her wander for so many years, and you didn't even protect her under your wing. ”

Seeing that his face was gloomy, but he did not refute it soundly, he understood more and more that his guesses were correct, and he smiled coldly:

"You treat her as a pawn for you to use, thinking that she will live under your control for the rest of her life. But one day, this chess piece broke free from your shackles and had its own life, and you suddenly remembered that she was your wife-Ji Yunhua, don't you feel ironic? ”

"What do you know?"

The cynicism between his words made Ji Yunhua feel a little emotionally fluctuating, he walked over the sofa and stepped forward and pinched Song Bingjue's jaw:

"You were born with smooth sailing, you are not burdened with hatred, and you don't have to work hard for your family and parents, you can naturally live a bright and upright life! You snatched my wife and are still here screaming about wanting to take her away! Song Bingjue, do you think I'll watch her throw herself into your arms? ”

"No matter what you think, do you think you can still influence her thoughts now?"

Tearing his hand off hard, Song Bingjue had a mocking smile on his face, and he looked at him:

"Isn't it because you are helpless against her that you use this method of breaking the boat? When you meet her in the UK, you should know her attitude, right? ”

"She's just been fooled by you for a moment."

Raising his eyebrows, Ji Yunhua turned around, took a big sip of the goblet from the sofa, he looked back at him, his eyes were gloomy:

"She is my butterfly, both in the past and in the future."

"What are you thinking?"

While playing the piano, the distracted girl was startled by the man's cold words, and pressed the wrong key with her fingers, and suddenly, the piano made a chaotic sound, and her face suddenly turned white:

"Y-Why did you come back so early today?"

"It's all taken care of."

While speaking, Xie Ning loosened her bow tie, this action suddenly startled her and took two steps back, Lin Weihai picked up the sheet music that he had made on the ground, lowered his head and said:

"I'll go up first."

"What are you doing in such a hurry? What did you do that didn't hurt me? ”

Sitting down on the piano bench, the man's hand casually pressed a few times on the black and white keys, and then a look of disgust appeared on his face:

"My mother bought this piano when I was four years old. She said that the Xie family's business will inevitably be inherited by Xie Sen, and I only need to be an artist who may be excellent or mediocre. She chose a pianist for me as my future career. ”

She didn't want to be in the same room as someone so dangerous, but there was an irresistible attraction to his experience that tempted her to stay.

"I was as she wished, and she thought that my education was successful, and that I would not compete with Xie Sen for the family business, and that I was a child who kept to himself. In addition to finishing my studies, I spent half of my day on the piano, and I would chat with the young piano teacher and describe to her the prosperity of the Xie family's life, the troubles between my parents, and my father's preferences. ”

At first, Shainin's fingering was still a little unfamiliar and flawed, and as the story unfolded, his fingertips jumped on the keys like a waddling butterfly:

"I could tell at first glance that the piano teacher was unruly, and that the day she first came, she was wearing a fake name tag, and although she tried to hide the restless light in her eyes, it still revealed her true thoughts. Weihai, no one's careful thinking can escape my eyes...... Is there anything you want to say to me? ”

Lin Weihai, who was horrified by the direction of this story, missed a beat in her heartbeat, she kept her composure and looked at the man who was still playing the piano elegantly:

"What should I say to you? Isn't my life under your watch? ”

"Looks like you don't want to say it."

Saying that, the tune of Shainin's subordinates has changed, from the previous random playing to the prelude to Debussy's "The Sea", the sense of oppression brought by the music is far greater than words, Lin Weihai stood in place, his hands and feet were cold:

What did he find?

"Xie Sen wants to get this position back? No way. ”

After playing a song, Xie Ning muttered to himself, he glanced at the girl with white lips, "This time you think you have a choice?" What a naïve child. ”