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"Xiao Cheng, Mr. Meng sent you an invitation for his birthday next week, shall we go?" Murong Ling picked up the square scarf beside him and wiped his mouth.

Qian Shucheng put down the quickie: "Are you going?"

Murong Ling nodded.

Qian Shucheng remembered what Meng Junchen said before, if Qian Shu's death was so complicated that Murong Ling would avoid it, then the person who did it must be not simple, and it just so happened that at the birthday party of Mr. Meng, there were not simple people.

After pondering for a moment, Qian Shucheng agreed, raised his head and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Murong Ling's right wrist, which was supporting his chin, wrapped in thick gauze.He had always had long sleeves before, and if it wasn't for raising his arm that caused the cuffs to slide down, he wouldn't see any problem with his right hand at all.

What kind of injury is this?Still wrapped in gauze, new injury?

Qian Shucheng didn't eat much for this meal, and he really didn't have much appetite when he was full of thoughts. After answering the matter of going to Meng's house, he didn't move his chopsticks, but just sat quietly on the chair in a daze.

Murong Ling glanced at Chu Yunxi who had been eating with his head down all the time: "Not full yet? Your father won't give you food?"

Chu Yunxi glanced at him innocently: "You eat too little yourself and think I eat too much? You two have no appetite, but it doesn't mean I have no appetite. Don't you think I should reward me, a long-term coolie? I tortured me, and you tortured me too, and you wanted to drive me away before I took a few bites? I didn't mean you, look at how thin you are now, it's really useless to see this face..."

Under Murong Ling's watchful eyes, the rest of the words were swallowed together with the last bit of rice in the last bowl.

"What, I'm full. Aunt Chen, thank you for the hospitality. I picked wine for nothing, and I didn't have time to drink it. Aunt Chen packed it for me and I took it away."

Murong Ling: "You think I'm a restaurant here? Do you still pack food after eating?"

Chu Yunxi: "My mental damage for this meal!"

"Aunt Chen, see off the guests." Murong Ling really didn't want to say another word to him.

Butler Chen sent away the resentful Chu Yunxi.

"I……"

After the people left, Qian Shucheng was the first to speak out, but Murong Ling interrupted him as soon as he uttered the first word.

"Go to the study and talk."

After saying that, he got up and walked to the study.

Qian Shucheng took a few quick steps to follow, and with a slight tilt of his head, he could see Murong Ling's protruding collarbone, thin shoulders, and pale skin that was almost transparent.What Chu Yunxi said was right, this person ate too little now, and he didn't see him move his chopsticks a few times during a meal.This person hasn't had a good year at all.

After entering the study, Murong Ling picked up the teapot prepared by the servant in advance, poured a cup of tea for Qian Shucheng and handed it to him, and then poured a cup for himself.

Murong Ling picked up the teacup and took a sip, put down the teacup and said straight to the point: "If you have anything you want to know, just ask me directly in the future. I will tell you everything I can tell you, and no matter how much you can find if I can't tell you Even private investigators can't find it."

Qian Shucheng's pupils shrank: "You know?" It was only after he said that that he felt that his sentence was too redundant.If he didn't even notice this small movement, he wouldn't be Murong Ling.

Qian Shucheng lowered his head and rubbed his fingers against the teacup.

"Brother Ling." He has called him this name for more than ten years. "I won't hide it from you. Last year you told my brother to do something and come back soon. Later, a man found him on the third day after the accident happened. I said it was the person in the 'tomb', and he told me..."

Murong Ling: "Tell you that I killed Qian Shuning?"

Qian Shucheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Murong Ling without blinking, trying to see something from this man's face, but he failed.

Murong Ling still had that indifferent expression: "What do you think?"

Qian Shucheng shook his head: "I don't know."

Murong Ling smiled lightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"What you asked someone to help you investigate was whether the person who notified you at that time belonged to me, and whether your brother was killed by me, right?" Murong Ling rubbed his fingers lightly, "These two questions I can tell you the answer directly."

Qian Shucheng suddenly had a bad premonition, at this moment he had the urge to rush out, what if the next words were not what he wanted to hear?What should he do?But sometimes, the facts are there, and it is useless to escape.

"That's right." Murong Ling didn't give him a chance to escape, "A year ago, I was the one who notified you of Qian Shuning's death, and I killed your brother Qian Shuning too."

"You...say it again." Qian Shucheng was completely numb, and he heard his own voice trembling from his mouth.

Murong Ling sneered: "Why didn't I know that you like to deceive yourself?"

"Murong Ling!" Qian Shucheng stood up abruptly, grabbed Murong Ling by the collar opposite him, "I'll let you say it again!"

Murong Ling said word by word, "Qian Shuning, I killed him."

His voice didn't fluctuate due to Qian Shucheng's movements, and he was still calm: "How many times do you want me to say it? Or what answer do you want me to give you? Kid, what sounds good is usually a lie. You Want to hear it?"

"You!" Qian Shucheng didn't know how much willpower he used to not swing his fist down, and sent three words through his teeth, "Why?"

"Why are there so many?"

Qian Shucheng pushed Murong Ling away and slumped on the sofa: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

Murong Ling straightened his wrinkled collar, filled his cup with tea but didn't bring it to his mouth.

Qian Shuning stared at the opposite person who was able to calmly pour tea for him: "Murong Ling, the outside world is right. You have no heart at all."

The voice that was only gentle and gentle before, now sounds so piercing: "What compensation do you want?"

"Compensation?! What do you want to compensate? Compensation for my brother who has worked so hard for you for so many years but was killed by your own hands? Or is it just to perform for your current subordinates, fearing that they will be chilled? To appease them and let them serve you better Sell ​​your life?"

After speaking, Qian Shucheng slammed the door out, he felt that if he didn't go out again, he couldn't help rushing up to tear the calm face of the person in front of him, and took out his heart to see if it was black.

Murong Ling remained motionless, staring at the tea in front of him, watching the hot air floating above it slowly dissipate in the air, and the tea gradually became cold.He picked up the teacup on the table and drank it down.That's right, he has no heart and doesn't need a heart.

But the trembling hands betrayed his heart.

Qian Shucheng rushed back to his room and slammed the door shut. He knew that Murong Ling hadn't lied to him, and Murong Ling would never lie to him.That person either keeps silent to him, or if he speaks, it must be true.He doesn't know why it has come to this point, he still believes in Murong Ling so much, and it's ironic that he believes in this kind of thing.

Boom!

Qian Shucheng punched the wall hard, and the excruciating pain made his mind clear for a moment.

The moment of sobriety drove him to dial Chu Yunxi's number. Chu Yunxi and Murong Ling had such a good relationship, so he must know something.

He completely ignored that Chu Yunxi couldn't tell the truth to him, like a drowning person, everything around him made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness, no matter what was around him, he desperately grabbed hold of it.At this moment, Chu Yunxi was like a life-saving straw.

"Hello? Shucheng?"

Chu Yunxi's voice came from the phone, Qian Shucheng took a few deep breaths before recovering his voice.

"Chu Yunxi, let me ask you something."

"what's up?"

"My brother... Did Murong Ling kill him?"

There was no answer on the other end of the phone, only shallow breathing could be heard.Qian Shucheng didn't urge him, he was very nervous now, his hand holding the phone was sweating uncontrollably, he was afraid of knowing the answer, he was terrified.

After a while, Chu Yunxi's voice sounded: "A Ling...how did I tell you?"

"I'm asking you the fuck! My brother! Did Murong Ling kill him!" Qian Shucheng almost shouted this sentence.

Chu Yunxi sighed softly and said, "Yes. But he has difficulties in this matter..."

"Go fuck your troubles! Killing people needs pains?! The one who killed was the brother who had worked hard for him for more than ten years!" Before Chu Yunxi could speak again, Qian Shucheng slammed the phone against the wall, and the phone was instantly torn into pieces and scattered all over the place. land.

Qian Shucheng was in a state of madness right now, pacing back and forth in the bedroom.He has been too close to Murong Ling for so many years, and he has always felt that the outside world's evaluation of Murong Ling is exaggerated.This person used to bring him delicious food every time he went on a business trip, and never came back empty-handed; this person deliberately sent his brother out to give him a holiday secretly in order to let him relax and go out to play, and then the two of them were scolded by his brother together ;For him to go to this university, this person pushed a whole day's schedule to spare time to treat the principal to dinner; it was also this person who killed his only relative in the world!

Qian Shu really felt that he was going crazy.

There were two voices in his head arguing constantly.A voice told him: Although Murong Ling is ruthless, after all these years of getting along, have you ever seen him be ruthless to the people around him?Not to mention his brother who was born and died with him; another voice told him: Your brother treats him as a brother, and he may not take your brother seriously. Why can't a person like him do anything?What's more, he himself admitted it, and Chu Yunxi also confirmed it, how long are you going to excuse him?

Qian Shucheng scratched his hair frantically, rushed to the bathroom and turned on the shower head, cold water flowed down his cheeks, soaked his clothes, and flowed all over his body, the cold water calmed down his overheated brain.

Qian Shucheng twitched the corners of his mouth: How cruel, this person.

He regretted rushing out like that just now, without asking anything, but when he heard Murong Ling admitting it himself, he just felt that all the blood rushed to his brain.

Even though they were fine when they went out that day, the two of them said they would come back to rest for a few days, and it happened that Qian Shucheng could go out together on vacation and relax, so why did they become like this.

After the overheated brain was washed with cold water for a while, the temperature slowly dropped.Qian Shucheng turned off the shower head, wiped his face, changed into two dry clothes in the luggage he brought, and then knocked on Murong Ling's door.