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"I can explain," Hong Yang gripped the envelope tightly, "Bi Ying, I can explain all of this."

Jiang Biying stubbornly moved her gaze away from him.

"These are actually..." Hong Yang's face was full of sincerity, but his brain was spinning rapidly. One by one, excuses surfaced in his mind and were overturned one by one. He stared at the Nanhong necklace on Jiang Biying's slender neck, and said slowly, "Biying , I admit that it was my fault to hide it from you, but... I am afraid that you will worry. "

"What are you worried about?" Jiang Biying turned her head sharply, her eyes sharp, "What did you do illegally?"

"This...it's illegal...it's actually not that serious," Hong Yang said relaxedly, "It's just...a while ago, I was very busy, and you should have felt it. At that time, I accidentally received a Kangxi The official kiln long-necked round-bellied vase is very exquisite, and the owner of the treasure is a layman, who has no idea about the price of porcelain."

Jiang Biying looked at him expressionlessly, unable to see whether he believed it in his eyes, and said lightly, "And then?"

Hong Yang lowered his head in shame, "It's because I'm obsessed with it, thinking that if it's collected in the name of Huaixinlou, then the profit will not be mine alone."

"So you accepted it in your own name?" Jiang Biying stared at him in disbelief, "Hong Yang, you are such a selfish person? If everyone thinks this way, how can you cooperate with Wen Yuan?" What's the point, why don't you just use the bulk cargo!"

"I already knew I was wrong," Hong Yang squatted down while supporting her knees, looked into her eyes, which were full of confession overflowing, and said softly, "After the deal was concluded, I became rich overnight, But my conscience is very disturbed, I can't face Wen Yuan..."

Jiang Biying looked at him for a moment, sighed heavily, stroked his face, and said bitterly, "You, you... why are you so confused? I'm really... so mad at you."

Hong Yang sighed sadly, "I have thought about confessing to Wen Yuan, but every time I can't speak, it's not because I don't want to part with the money, but because I can't imagine that after Wen Yuan learns about my selfishness, I will lose his trust completely, and I can't bear the consequences."

Jiang Biying was persuaded by him, Song Wenyuan always treated his friends with sincerity, if he knew that Hong Yang had such a selfish behavior, how sad would it be?

She was silent for a moment, "Forget it, the matter is over, you should treat him sincerely in the future, and just stop thinking about it."

"Well, you don't need to say it, I will too," Hong Yang embraced her affectionately, and couldn't help but curl his mouth.

The two rubbed each other's ears for a while, Hong Yang held Jiang Biying's face, and said softly, "It's my fault for making you worry, my dear, now you have to put all your energy on this little beggar in your stomach, don't always worry about it. Trifles bother."

Jiang Biying laughed, patted her belly with pity, her round face due to pregnancy was full of a loving mother's radiance, and blamed, "I'm going to be jealous, you only care about my belly now..."

"Because this is the crystallization of our love." Hong Yang kissed her stomach through the clothes, "It is also the lifeblood of our old Hong family, Bi Ying, you are a great hero."

"Hmph, I don't care about meritorious officials or not," Jiang Biying said coquettishly, touching her stomach, "I only regard him as the treasure of my life, and it has nothing to do with the succession of the family."

Hong Yang smiled and helped her up, "I came back in such a hurry this time, because I have some good news, do you want to hear it?"

"what?"

Hong Yang took out her usual coat, scarf and hat from the cloakroom, and said with a smile, "The designer of the Yanzhu harp, Zhang Kun, a great expert, will participate in the National Musical Instrument Improvement Summit at the Jinling Hotel tomorrow."

"I've heard about this too," Jiang Biying subconsciously looked at the piano room.

Hong Yang followed her line of sight and saw that the door of the piano room was not closed. There was a huge geese harp placed in the middle of the huge room. The gorgeous phoenix head was looking back, and the eyes inlaid with black diamonds seemed to be ruthlessly watching. look at yourself.

Kang Tianzhen's eyes when he left the villa couldn't help appearing in front of his eyes, and he was startled. He suddenly remembered that he had known Kang Tianzhen for so long, and he had never seen such a look in Kang Tianzhen's eyes. He was so calm, as if he had already seen everything...

No, no, he's just a fool with no brains, and he will never know the facts... That look in his eyes is also because of... the effect of ether, the relaxation of muscles...

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Biying raised her voice, looking suspiciously at Hong Yang's absent-mindedness for no reason.

"No, it's nothing." Hong Yang came back to his senses and smiled softly at her, "You only heard that he is coming to a meeting, but do you know when he will come? Where is he staying? Do you have time tonight?"

"You mean..." Jiang Biying was in a good mood, and her eyes widened in surprise.

Hong Yang smiled triumphantly, and pointed his face with his fingers.

Jiang Biying immediately rewarded her with a kiss and urged, "Tell me, did you get any news?"

"Professor Zhang has arrived at noon today," Hong Yang said with a smile, "I have a friend who knows him well, and I made an appointment to have dinner together in the evening, and exchange ideas about the improvement direction of konghou."

Jiang Biying hugged him happily, "Husband, high mountains and flowing water, breaking the strings of the piano, you are really my bosom friend!"

"Let's go," Hong Yang put on cold clothes for her, "Be careful on the steps, it's almost dinner time, are you hungry? It's windy outside, is it cold..."

The two walked out of the house hand in hand, Hong Yang paused suddenly, and looked downstairs alertly, only to hear a burst of disorganized footsteps coming from downstairs, a few seconds later, Song Wenyuan appeared in sight with a group of people.

"Wenyuan! Wang Sanxiao..." Jiang Biying looked at them in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Song Wenyuan's expression was stern, and he leaped upstairs with big strides, heading straight to Hong Yang, and said coldly, "Where did you send your innocence?"

"What?" Jiang Biying was startled, and looked back at Hong Yang.

He looked at Song Wenyuan calmly, "What nonsense are you talking about? Have you lost your innocence? Then I don't know anything. I'm planning to accompany Biying to a banquet right now. Do you want to come together? An expert in improving musical instruments..." Before finishing speaking, the whole person flew out suddenly and smashed heavily on the handrail of the stairs.

"Ah!" Jiang Biying screamed, "What's going on?"

Song Wenyuan's blow was not enough, he rushed forward with a stride, grabbed him with his left hand, and landed his right fist hard on his face.

Hong Yang fought back angrily, roaring, "Song Wenyuan, are you fucking crazy?"

"I'm crazy, but I'm not crazy enough!" Song Wenyuan's eyes were tearing, and he grabbed his collar like a beast in extreme pain, pressed him against the armrest, and said coldly, "You send your innocence away!" Where are you going? Say!"

Hong Yang pressed his tongue against his cheek, "I don't know anything."

"What's going on here?" Jiang Biying screamed, "Hong Yang, why did Wenyuan ask you to be naive? What did you do?"

"Hehe," Hong Yang spat out a tooth from his mouth, and sneered, "How do I know what he's crazy about, and he came to look for me when he lost his innocence? I'm not his concubine..."

Jiang Biying frowned, "I believe Wen Yuan, if he is not sure, he won't..."

"You believe him?" Hong Yang stared at her in disbelief as if he had been stabbed severely, "I am your husband, and you actually believe him in front of me?"

With pain in her eyes, Jiang Biying said slowly but firmly, "I understand him."

"Hahaha, what a fucking joke in the world!" Hong Yang growled, "Jiang Biying, don't you fucking love him? But don't forget, he's gay, and you're still pregnant Seed of my Hongyang!"

Pa...a slap on his face, Jiang Biying was so angry that she almost cried, "Nonsense! Why do you question my feelings for you? I love you is one thing, I believe in Wen Yuan is another !"

Pa~pa~pa~ Unhurried high-fives sounded, and Wang Sanxiao stood behind the crowd, lazily clapping his hands, "It's such a big show, you two, go home and close the door How about it?"

Hong Yang's eyes were bloodshot, he watched Wang Sanxiao walking slowly from behind the crowd, his face was expressionless, but it made him feel like a sentence from hell, swallowed his saliva, and said forcefully, "What are you going to do? ?”

"Ask you something," Wang San smiled lightly, walked over, raised his hand, the black muzzle of the gun protruded from his sleeve, and directly touched his temple, leaned forward, approached him, and asked softly, " Tell me, darling, where is the innocence."

Hong Yang's heart suddenly rose to his throat, he unconsciously straightened his body, and trembled, "You hid guns...Wang Sanxiao, killing people is against the law..."

Even so, he knew that Wang Sanxiao could do anything.

With a click, Wang San smiled and opened the insurance, "Of course I know that murder is against the law, so I always pretended to have a good temper."

"I really don't know where the innocence is," Hong Yang said sincerely, his voice softened, "We haven't seen each other for a long time..."

The sound stopped abruptly, because Wang Sanxiao held up a mini recorder, and only heard his own voice coming from it:——"Xiao Tianzhen, come, let brother bag to see if he lost weight."

——"Are you waiting for me?"

——"Isn't that obvious? Are you afraid of me?"

He stared at the black recorder in disbelief. It was as small as two fingers, but it made a deafening sound in Wang Sanxiao's hand...

"What else can I say?" Song Wenyuan said coldly, "I found this near Tianzhen's car. The recording time was three hours ago, which happened to be the time when Tianzhen went to the supermarket. Hong Yang, why don't you explain? Where did you send it?"

Jiang Biying looked at him in disbelief, her face was full of tears, she covered her mouth with one hand, took a step back in collapse, leaned on the wall in a daze, and murmured, "This...what is going on here? Hong Yang...I Can I still trust you? My God..."

Hong Yang ignored her choking, looked at Song Wenyuan calmly, and smiled maliciously, "Yes, I know his whereabouts, but I won't tell you unless you let me go."

"Impossible," Song Wenyuan flatly refused, "Theft and kidnapping, the crimes you committed are enough to keep you out of jail."

"Haha," Hong Yang laughed, "Don't pretend to be righteous. I'm afraid none of you present is an envoy of justice. Let me go. I'll tell you the whereabouts of Tiantian."

Wang San smiled and poked his forehead with a gun, and said lazily, "Are you kidding me? Do you know what I'm holding? This thing doesn't have eyes, it's very dangerous."

Song Wenyuan was silent for a moment, "Okay, I told you about Tianzhen's whereabouts, and I'll let you go."

Hong Yang panted heavily, "Pull the gun away."

Wang San smiled and looked straight at him, the gun barrel slid down from his forehead, moved to his jaw, then slid over his Adam's apple, and stayed on his chest without moving.

Hong Yang's breathing became obviously heavy.

Wang Sanxiao trembled nervously, and Hong Yang's legs suddenly went limp.

"Hahaha, you bastard!" Wang Sanxiao handed the pistol to a bodyguard and spread his hands, "I don't have any weapons here, tell me, where is my innocence?"

Hong Yang walked downstairs without looking back, "I will let you guys know when I get to a safe place."

"You can't go!" Jiang Biying screamed suddenly, she rushed down, grabbed Hong Yang's wrist, and said sharply, "Follow me to surrender, Hong Yang, you can't go, we surrender, we can still be lenient, don't Walk!"

Hong Yang anxiously glanced at Wang Sanxiao who was looking at him with a smile but not a smile, and Song Wenyuan who looked at him with a stern face, his eyes fell on Jiang Biying's face, and he said cruelly, "I have to go, Biying, I can't let our child have a child." Father of a labor camp prisoner, I can't let my child follow my old path!"

"But I will never let my child have a father who absconded!" Jiang Biying was in tears, in pain, "If you really absconded, I will go to the hospital to have an abortion, and I will not give birth..."

"What did you say?" Hong Yang roared, "Jiang Biying, can you say it again?"

"I won't let my child have an absconding father, I'll go..."

"Fart!!!" Hong Yang grabbed her, "This child is the lifeblood of my old Hong family!"

Jiang Biying stared at him firmly, "Then you surrender, Hong Yang, if you surrender, we still have a future, if you don't surrender, I will kill the child..."

"You are really crazy," Hong Yang let go of her, turned and walked downstairs, "Do you want to send me to jail?"

Jiang Biying pursued him persistently, hugged him from behind, cried bitterly, and begged, "Hong Yang, don't go, don't go all the way to the dark, please, think of me, think of our children... "

Hong Yang clenched his lower lip, closed his eyes in pain, and murmured, "Biying, I don't want to go to jail," after finishing speaking, he broke away from him cruelly, and strode out.

Wang San smiled coldly at their entanglement, and said coolly, "Look, if the sky does evil, you can still survive, if you do it yourself, you can't live."

"It's not that I didn't give him a chance," Song Wenyuan said coldly, suddenly startled, "Not good!"

The two ran forward at the same time, and saw Jiang Biying clutching the handrail of the stairs with her fingers, kneeling in pain on the stairs, a pool of dark red blood slowly staining the gray terrazzo.