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The painting floor covered his eyes lightly and took a sip of tea. Bayi Chinese Network.

If this matter is successful, it will undoubtedly be an opportunity for Zhang Zimo. Women often have special feelings for men who have saved them in trouble. Even if Ji Luoxi will not marry Zhang Zimo in the future, he will still protect him in front of Ji Longtou; Ji Longtou fell ill on the bed for his beloved daughter, if he could find it, he would naturally be grateful to Dade, Zhang Zimo had Ji Linglong's trust in the first place, and he was afraid that he would trust him even more in the future.

It was a springboard for him.

And for the painting building, it is also killing two birds with one stone. She approached Zhang Zimo just to take advantage of his undeveloped deeds to envelop him, leaving in his heart the gratitude of the poor and lowly, so that she could use it for herself in the future. She helped him this time, and this kindness was enough to squander the painting building for a lifetime. What's more, it was the beloved daughter of the current dragon leader who was rescued. If Hualou wants to avoid Bai Yungui's eyes and ears and do something, the Haiyan Gang is undoubtedly the most available, so getting Ji Longtou's gratitude is also what she needs at present.

It's a sure-fire deal!

But she couldn't let Zhang Zimo see her intentions, and she wouldn't let him find it easy.

The more difficult things are, the more favors can be promised.

She lowered her eyes and drank tea quietly, so that Zhang Zimo couldn't see her emotions clearly.

After a while, the painting floor raised his face and smiled gently: "Little Liuzi, do you suspect that Miss Ji is missing, is it Young Master Ji who is making trouble?" ”

Zhang Zimo's heart was relieved. Lou Ken asked this, indicating that she was interested in this matter. If she is unwilling to meddle in other people's family affairs, she will only pretend not to understand and use words to prevaricate.

Although Hualou has never shown anything in front of Zhang Zimo, she has a pair of clear and deep eyes. Ling Zhangzi didn't dare to underestimate it. Generally, a woman with such eyes is particularly intelligent and deep, and her mind can't guess clearly, and she is definitely not stupid.

He didn't dare to fool the painting building, and hurriedly said: "Yes!" Although the faucet is hard in front of people, it is actually not in good health. The eldest young master and the third young master are the most valued people in the dragon head. But it's hard to say who he will hand over his belongings to a hundred years later. The third young master is not as calm as the eldest young master, but his mother is the current wife of the dragon head...... The eldest young master is only afraid that he is in a hurry. kidnapped the eldest lady, secretly robbed the dragon's goods, and prepared to usurp the throne. If the faucet really went, it wouldn't be easy then. The only weakness of the faucet is the eldest lady. I think it must have been done by the eldest young master! ”

Painting the head of the building. There was a look of approval on his face: "Little Liuzi, you are very smart and careful, and you will definitely be able to make great achievements in the future!" ”

No one doesn't like nice words.

She saw that Zhang Zimo hung her head embarrassedly, so she continued: "You used to be Miss Ji's entourage, and the love of master and servant is very deep. I also have several relationships with Miss Ji, and since I know that she has something, I naturally can't stand idly by. ”

The painting building only talked about feelings, without mentioning the pros and cons, and the original careful calculation turned into a moral rescue, which made Zhang Zimo feel as if he was sublime for a moment.

He glanced at the painting building with slight surprise, and admired her wit more and more in his heart.

It was impossible for her not to see his little calculations.

But she deliberately exalted him. Make him feel very comfortable in his heart.

He also has to learn from her, and he will play the emotional card accurately and practically. Obviously calculate others, but also make others full of gratitude to you, so that you can better control your majesty.

Just like himself. He knew that it was impossible for the painting building to be so simple, but he admired and thanked her very much in his heart, and was full of joy for her words. Zhang Zimo didn't notice it at the moment, he thought about the problem. Always more far-reaching than others, you can see the essence at a glance.

He secretly bowed his head to the painting building, and got up to give the painting building: "Thank you, sister, I thank you for the eldest lady!" ”

Hualou asked him to sit down and chuckled, "You're welcome...... I know. You don't want Ji Longtou to know about this matter and separate their father-son relationship. I'm glad you can think so deeply about others. If you need your sister's help, just ask......"

Every sentence is a good word, and Zhang Zimo can't help but feel happy.

He thanked him again, then leaned into the ear of the painting building and said his thoughts.

Painted Lou's jaw, only said that she knew, and when he went back to wait for news, she asked the adjutant to inform him when she was done.

After Zhang Zimo left, he went upstairs to see Murong Bancen.

His mood was much more stable than yesterday, and although he woke up twice in his dream, he did not cry. When he saw the painting building, he no longer hugged her so tightly, but just held her hand and didn't let go.

The servant brought rice porridge, and the painting floor fed him two bites.

The German doctor came back at dusk and injected him with some tranquilizing medicines, so that he could sleep soundly tonight.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the room, Hualou poured all the medicine that Murong Bancen was taking outside, and put the medicine in his storage bag in the medicine bottle.

After he fell asleep, he went to dinner, and his heart was a little lighter than in the morning, and he ate a small half bowl of rice.

Bai Yungui inquired about Murong Bancen's situation, and learned that his mood was more stable than yesterday, his eyebrows were slightly relaxed, and then he said to the painting building: "You come with me, I have something to tell you......"

The two had a quarrel yesterday, and today is still the same as usual.

Lovers will be angry when they quarrel with each other, and they will be too hypocritical.

Hualou looked at Bai Yungui's expression, vaguely wanting to tell her about Bancen's kidnapping. Remembering that she threatened him that he had always been strong, he actually believed it, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

Bai Yungui is really unguarded against her now!

She was so tough, he actually compromised......

Hualou would rather Bai Yungui guard her and guard against her, so that she would have no psychological burden when she calculates him. If he treats her with affection, Hualou will feel that he is not kind.

She followed Bai Yun back to the study.

The curtains are half-hanging, the ice wheel is out of the blue sea, Qionghua is sparse in the window lattice, and the study is fragrant, just like the fragrance of the flame of kapok.

Bai Yungui took out a file bag from the locked drawer, opened it, poured out a few photos, and then beckoned to the painting floor to sit on the sofa.

The wife sitting next to her has a calm face, her eyebrows and eyes are smiling, but she exudes a refreshing fragrance, just like a tutu under the moonlit night, beautiful and quiet and cold, and beautiful and prosperous.

Bai Yungui felt that a woman like her was like a Gu, once she entered someone's heart, she would occupy it for the rest of her life, and she would not want to expel her.

Her domineering is different from Yun Yuan.

Yun Yuan's domineering is like a resolute sword, dazzling and ruthless, and it hits with one blow.

The domineering of Murong Painting House is like docile water, it is quiet and waveless on weekdays, and it can set off stormy waves when it resists.

Bai Yungui thought about it, and had already stacked the photos together in order, spread them on the coffee table, and took the top one to Murong Hualou: "This is my mentor Zhang Congde!" He was the second batch of students to study abroad at the official expense of the former government, and went to Germany at the age of 19 to study at a military academy, and later stayed there to teach, taking his wife and children over. When I was a university student in Germany, he was a professor of military law theory. In fact, he also has a special identity, he is a researcher at the German Government Weapons Research Institute...... He was the only one of such absolutely astute institutions in which the Chinese entered him, which shows that he was so talented that even the German government made an exception for him. ”

Holding the painting building in his hand, this kind of black-and-white photo has been around for some years, and it is not very clear, but it can only be seen that it is a Chinese in his fifties, and his face is very serious.

Didn't you want to tell her about Murong Bancen's kidnapping?

Why mention his teacher?

Weapons Institute?

She glanced at Bai Yungui in confusion.

Bai Yungui didn't mean to solve the puzzle, but continued: "Later, when Germany invaded China, he couldn't bear such humiliation. At that time, I had just been assigned military power, and I had some power in my hands, so he wrote to me asking me to help him escape from Germany. Because his status was too special, the German government could not release him. It took me three years to bring him and his family back from Germany, with a lot of manpower and a lot of money......"

The painting building has no clue at all.

She was not in a hurry, she did not ask questions, she listened to him quietly, occasionally bowing her head to indicate that she was listening carefully.

Bai Yungui pulled out another photo for him, a middle-aged man in his thirties, with ordinary eyebrows and eyes.

"This is Professor Zhang's eldest son, Zhang You, who is my senior brother in the same school and graduated from the infantry department. Because of Professor Zhang's relationship, I worked as a teacher in the school, and I also taught classes, and I was also a teacher and friend. After returning home, he served under my command, and five years ago in a fierce battle, he blocked a shot for me and killed him instantly......"

Hualou's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but pick up the photo and look at it again. The eyebrows are delicate and ordinary, and there are no features......

She vaguely guessed something in her heart, and her fingertips were slightly cold.

He pulled out another one and handed it to the studio. It should have been taken in recent years, the photo is much clearer, and he is a featureless man, but he is seven points similar to Professor Zhang and Zhang You. Smiled faintly, very gently.

Bai Yungui's voice couldn't help but become solemn: "This is Professor Zhang's second son, Zhang Zheng. He graduated from the Intelligence Division, and after returning to China, he also trained a group of shrewd and capable agents for me, and Hong Yu was the successor he personally cultivated. Two years ago, I went to Kyoto to run errands, and I fell into a trap and was killed......"

The painting floor bit her red lip slightly, her back was slightly cold, her fingertips became colder and colder, and her eyes were quiet for a moment.

She glanced at the blurry old photograph again, the professor's serious face...... Under the light, it was so dazzling.

Bai Yungui pulled out a photo for her again.

is a younger face, which is five points similar to Zhang You and Zhang Zheng.

The painting building had already guessed seven or eight points, and his heart was cold. She squinted her eyes slightly, and asked Bai Yungui indifferently: "This, it must be Professor Zhang's third son!" ”

Bai Yungui's eyes were a little gloomy, and he responded calmly: "Yes, his name is Zhang Ke." ”

"So, how did he die?" New frost was added to the cold voice of the painting building, and the eyes were like cold winter ice, revealing a bone-eroding coldness in the clear.

She only thought it was funny, no matter how much credit that person had for Bai Yungui and how much kindness he had, it couldn't be a reason for him to hurt Ban Cen!

Playing the pathos card with her?

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