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This afternoon, Xiaonian went to Fang Chengcheng's house.

He no longer lives in Rumeng Xiaozhu, the villa was sold, and he moved to a high-end apartment outside the North First Ring Road.

While taking the elevator upstairs, Kuang Zheng thought, Fang Chengcheng once wanted to move to Junziju or Deyi City, those were the most beautiful months of Fenghuolun, and now his wish may never come true.

Fang Chengcheng has remarried, and the new wife is the charming girl who was hidden in London before, a tall and glamorous girl, sitting on the sofa with a nail magazine and flipping through it, indifferent to Kuangzheng's arrival.

"I suggest you think again." Kuang Zheng said.

"How many times have I told you on the phone," Fang Chengcheng said impatiently, "There is nothing to consider."

"Don't consider the [-]% premium?"

"Why is there such a high premium?" Fang Chengcheng asked himself and answered, "Because Wanqing is worth the money!"

Kuang Zheng was on fire: "If Wanqing's performance is really this good, it won't be sold."

"It has four CEP certificates," Fang Chengcheng seemed to be grasping at the last straw, "The whole world is watching me, I can't wait, my Fang Chengcheng is speed, and I will start work after the Spring Festival!"

The whole world doesn't have that spare time to stare at someone, it's failure that made this guy too sensitive, Kuang Zheng sighed: "You can buy it, but you have to wait, we..."

"Guangzheng!" Fang Chengcheng yelled loudly, and immediately the baby's cry came from the room behind him.

"Wang Ma!" Mrs. Fang finally put down the nail magazine and shouted to the kitchen, "Hurry up, the baby is crying!"

In the rush of crying, Kuang Zheng heard Fang Chengcheng say: "I have endured you for a long time."

Kuang Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Hold me?"

"Forbearance," Fang Chengcheng's face was ashen, with unreasonable anger in his eyes, "My luck has never been better since I came to Wanrong Zhenhui! The divorce was a mess for me, my son was gone, my reputation was ruined, and the company Throw it away, what the hell am I left with!"

Kuang Zheng looked at him silently.

"Now I want to buy a pharmaceutical factory. It's a business with no loss. You've been nagging me over and over again! You even came to my house. What are you going to do? You're just a private banker!"

Kuang Zheng calmed down instantly. He said to Fang Chengcheng before, "No matter what the situation, we will stand by your side." He did indeed do so, but in the end, no cooperation is based on endless quarrels and complaints.

"You don't need to worry about Wanqing, just help me manage the fund bonds well..."

"Mr. Fang," Kuang Zheng interrupted him, got up and buttoned his suit, and said condescendingly, "Since you no longer trust Wanrong Zhenhui, there is no need for us to continue our cooperation. My legal counsel will contact you tomorrow."

He nodded slightly, said "goodbye" to Fang Chengcheng's astonished gaze, and turned to walk towards the porch.

Standing on the porch is a girl with a long ponytail, wearing brand-name children's clothing, with no expression on her face. Her parents divorced, she followed her father, her younger brother followed her mother, and the family was broken.

Kuang squatted down in front of her, touched her head for the first and last time, the girl's face trembled numbly, and then a tear silently slid down her cheek.

She is only eight or nine years old, and she has already learned to cry secretly.

Kuang Zheng left the North [-]st Ring Road, got into the Maybach and rushed to the city center. Tonight is the box-sealing scene in Ruyizhou. The glitz and bustle are waiting for him, his treasures are waiting for him, he should be happy.

The night lights of the theater building are bright, as soon as you enter the lobby, there are staff members wearing red to say hello, cheerful music is playing from the theater, a big band has been invited, and the front hall is crowded with theater fans like Han Wenshan and Du Laogui. When we arrived, there was Zhang Rong, waving at Kuangzheng from afar.

It was a short distance from the door to the backstage, and he exchanged greetings one by one, shaking hands endlessly, saying endless auspicious words, his face stiffened from smiling, and he heard a few words by chance:

"Lao Kang didn't come?"

"He's not doing well."

"His stock, if it falls again, it will hit the limit."

"The economy is going down, and the agents have united to lower the price. He really..."

Kuang wiped the face expressionlessly and knocked on the backstage door. Once he entered the room, the inside was more noisy than the outside, oh, there was a baby crying loudly.

Kuang Zheng frowned, everyone was dressed up, he couldn't tell who was who at a glance, he grabbed the most delicate Huadan: "Xiao Nong, where did you get the child from?"

"Ah?" It was another voice that answered.

Kuang Zheng was stunned: "Sa Shuang?"

"Brother Kuang, it's me."

Kuang Zheng was a little confused, Sa Shuang was always on stage in a black quick suit, with a messy face, but today he pretended to be a girl: "Whose child?"

"Oh," Sa Shuang rolled his arm rubbing Baifen, and Shui Lingling pointed to the window sill, "Brother Nong's child..."

"Screw you!" This time it was Ying Xiaonong's voice, sweet and crisp, and fierce as hell, "Shi Kuoting's child has nothing to do with me!"

"Brother Nong, don't always use dirty words in front of children." It was Chen Rouen who spoke, but that appearance... a pair of blue tea pants, a green coir raincoat, and a straw hat ring on his head, he is quite a boy dress up.

"Is it a dirty word?" Ying Xiaonong was dressed in pretty pink, with a pair of pheasant feathers on her head, and a big swaddling baby in her arms. It looked like she was wrapped in layers of quilts. "Besides, it's only been a few months to understand what!"

Kuang Zheng felt that something was wrong with Ruyi Island today.

Sa Shuang pulled him to the door, glanced at Ying Xiaonong with her charming apricot eyes, and said in a low voice: "He picked up a child with Brother Shi, a little girl, and registered at the police station. She is going to be sent to an orphanage, and Brother Shi is reluctant." , I have to raise it by myself, Brother Nong doesn’t want it, the two of them are having a fight.”

"Oh," this kind of thing, Kuangzheng stood to answer Xiaonong, the children are not kittens or puppies, the two bachelors themselves can't understand, what kind of children should they raise, "Where is Baochan?"

Sa Shuang grinned her rouge-painted mouth, and smiled cutely: "I went upstairs to wash the baby's milk bottle."

Hearing this, Kuangzheng was not very happy. Why did Baozhan serve him the child picked up by Shi Kuoting? He came out from the backstage with a straight face, went up the stairs, and just turned around the jogging platform, and ran down the stairs A person, with a piece of plain white clothes, walked across from him.

As soon as Kuang Zheng raised his head, he just took one look and was stunned.

It was a white girl with a pair of watery peach-leaf eyes, and the upturned eyes flew obliquely into the temples, a bit like a jade face born with joy, and a little red lips were half-opened and half-closed, lining the head full of rhinestones, showing from the bones. Immortal.

Kuangzheng's heart was flustered, he was beating hard, the face in front of him was hard to say, he was unfamiliar yet familiar, as if he had seen it in some dream, not much more, not much less, it just happened to be beautiful in him on point.

But he has a treasure chest, and people treat him as "the face is covered with yellow sand, and the bones are not complete", and he will be the same.Lowering his eyes, he bypassed the "girl" and walked up. Just as he took a step, the other party suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm.

For a man like Kuangzheng, there are temptations everywhere around him, but he looks away indifferently, retracts his arms without a trace, and continues to walk up.

The "girl" was startled, and called out in confusion: "Brother?"

Kuang Zheng's feet stopped suddenly, and he turned his head in disbelief, with a face with yin and yang upside down, a gleam of spring in the corners of his eyes and brows, and a small shoulder of weak willow Fufeng: "Bao... bloom?"

The moment he connected the beautiful woman in front of him with the boy in his heart, he felt as if he was possessed by a demon, his spine went numb all the way to the root of his hair, he grabbed Bao Chan's wrist with his backhand, and pulled it forward forcefully.

At this moment, someone downstairs shouted: "Hey, my lady!" Then, a face poked out from the corner of the stairs, "Where is the milk bottle, the child is about to cry and convulse!"

It was Shi Kuoting, also wearing make-up, with Xueqing pleats covering his head with a down jacket, and carrying a bag of baby diapers in his hand. He had just come back from outside and saw Kuang Zheng warmly greeted him: "Brother Kuang is here!"

Baochan was about to go downstairs with the baby bottle, but was grabbed by Kuangzheng: "What did he call you?" He suppressed his voice, and at the same time suppressed his ulterior desire, "What lady, whose are you?" lady?"

"Acting..." They were head-to-head, and Baochan could feel the heat from him, "The Legend of the White Snake, Xu Xian from senior brother, I will play the role of White Lady."

It turned out to be such a "lady", but Kuangzheng didn't want it either, he never knew how jealous he was: "Who agreed to you acting as a lady for him?" Whispering, "Aren't you an old man, why did you change to play a girl?"

"The box-sealing scene..." Baochan's attire seemed awkward to him, "It's a cross-dressing."

As he spoke, he broke away from Kuangzheng's hand, and ran down like a cloud of mist. The white colored ball on his left temple swung, and the white silk tied under his head slipped past Kuangzheng's palm. He subconsciously grabbed it and slipped. Yo Yo is fleeting, I didn't catch it.

The empty palm, the faint scent of rouge, Kuang Zheng's heart was completely agitated, as if someone had tied a thread to his heart, and he licked his dry lips, tightened his tie and walked down.

Mr. Kuang’s opening gongs and drums have already sounded, and the guests have entered the venue to take their seats. Kuang Zheng tilted his head and walked towards No. [-] in his row suavely. Just as he sat down, the person in No. [-] seat also arrived, with short light-colored hair and a pair of colored glasses. With such eyes, he is a young gentleman from the Chuan Wang family in Chiang Mai.

"Mr. Kuang." He Shengjing greeted first.

"Mr. He." Kuang Zheng smiled, but his heart felt uncomfortable, as if a handful of white snow had been dusted, or as if a piece of new paper had been stained with ink. In short, there was something unpleasant in the thoughts of Baochan tonight.

The band's accompaniment sounded, a string of melodious flute sounds, the shepherd boy played by Chen Rouen chased the village girl played by Sa Shuang, and a pair of Bi people happily ran onto the stage.

There was warm applause from the auditorium. The highlight of the box-sealing show is the reverse play. Tonight, the actors in Ruyizhou are not professional.

Sa Shuang is Wu Chou Chuanhuadan, with big hair combed and long thread tails, a row of drill bits on his forehead, a red pompom on the fish mother-in-law's hood, a circle of pink tassels hanging down, and a white tassel on his hand. It's just a colorful whip, delicate and agile.

The traditional drama "Little Cow Herding" tells the story of a village girl who meets a shepherd boy.

Sa Shuangjiao Didi raised her hand, her brows were full of spring, her eyes were smiling, revealing a mouthful of small white teeth, and she sang the first prosperous box-sealing scene of Ruyizhou Zaotang in ten years:

"In the first month, the winter jasmine flowers are blooming, it's so fun to monopolize the spring breeze!"