King Crazy Game

In the eyes of others, Lin Zicheng is a gentleman, gentle and easy to get along with, but as long as you get to know him better, you can see his indifference and picky about the quality of life. So when choosing a hotel, Shen Qingning took great pains to choose, and finally chose a hotel with an elegant environment, a slightly retro decoration style, and super clean hygiene.

Of course, the most important thing is that the design of this hotel suite has won his heart. For example, the door of the three private rooms in the suite is just a delicate curtain. For example, he can see what the people inside are doing while sitting in the living room without having to go to the study. For example, the sofa in the living room is large enough for him to lie down and watch Lin Zicheng's every move.

When Lin Zicheng stepped into the room, he looked at Shen Qingning meaningfully, but he didn't say anything. Wen Yan, who was following behind, lay down on the sofa: "Qingning, the room you chose is very special, leaving people with no privacy."

Shen Qingning replied calmly: "No one should feel guilty this way."

"Oh..." Hearing this, he crossed his arms, put his head on his pillow and smiled evilly, "Then if I want to do that kind of thing, do I still have to get up and go to the bathroom?"

Shen Qingning: "Do you need us to watch you make love? There are so many rooms in the hotel, and your room is missing."

Hearing this, "What should I do if I feel like it? Go and book a room with a tent?"

Shen Qingning: "Even if you go naked, the beautiful lady at the front desk can help you book a room with a smile."

Lin Zicheng, who had been silent, walked to the single sofa by the window in the living room, sat down, propped his right elbow on the armrest of the sofa, tilted his head, and smiled at them: "If you make any more noise, both of you will get out."

Shen Qingning and Wen Yan shut up tactfully and pretended to be busy with their own things.

Lin Zicheng sat in the study the whole day, busy reading the documents and emails sent by his secretary. After Shen Qingning was pulled out of the door by Liang Xihe, she moved from the sofa to the seat opposite Lin Zicheng after hearing the words.

He lay on the table, staring at Lin Zicheng motionlessly. If it were an ordinary person, being stared at by a pair of affectionate green eyes would make him feel a little embarrassed, or even blush. But Lin Zicheng was not an ordinary person. In his eyes, Wen Yan did not exist, only work.

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise. When his king was doing things quietly and seriously, he was no different from when he was young. Everyone envied Lin Zicheng for always getting first place in every exam, but who knew that he was the one who spent the longest time in the library. He planned everything every day, just like now every move was going according to his expectations.

Lin Zicheng's pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes are still the same as when he was young, only his long eyelashes seem to be longer. When he raised his eyelids, it was clearly a casual glance, but it was like a brush gently scraping across the heart, making people feel itchy.

Perhaps because he had been staring at him for too long, Lin Zicheng raised his head, tapped his head lightly with a pen and said, "Have you finished your work?"

He was slightly startled when he heard this, and it was like he was back in school. Lin Zicheng, who was sitting in the library, tapped his hand with a pen and said, "Have you finished reading your book?"

He straightened up and smiled: "I don't want to do it. Anyway, the opponent's chess pieces have already been placed, and I just need to wait. If a bystander does too much, it will cause a lot of trouble. I am a person who is afraid of trouble..."

Lin Zicheng seemed to have anticipated what he would say next, and interrupted him, "Don't say the rest."

Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Zicheng, are you afraid like me?"

Lin Zicheng put down the pen in his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him.

"I'm afraid to face myself in the fire, but I'm eager to untie this knot, so I let others lead me around. I want to know if this huge game is a self-salvation." Hearing this, he lowered his head and smiled bitterly, "You and I in that fire were actually not innocent. We..."

Lin Zicheng's phone rang and interrupted him. It was Li Yize who called. Li Yize had just got off the boat when he received an order from his superiors to return to work immediately, as if something major had happened.

Li Yize said in a hurried tone: "Lin Zicheng, Liang Xijin's father Liang Fuming died in a traffic accident. Not many people know about this now. The people above asked me to investigate secretly. If there is nothing unusual, they will report it as a traffic accident."

Lin Zicheng: "You want me to investigate Liang Fuming?"

Li Yize: "Well, everything happened by chance. Liang Fuming died in a car accident right after the cruise ended. He chose to avoid Liang Xijin and Liang Xihe."

Lin Zicheng laughed: "Officer Li, you are becoming more and more like a criminal police officer now."

Li Yize: “…”

Lin Zicheng: "Have you informed Liang Xijin?"

Li Yize: "I have informed him. He said that Liang Xihe must not be informed and he will come here to handle it himself."

Lin Zicheng: "Hmm~ I'll send you Liang Fuming's information later."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zicheng looked at Wen Yan, as if he was still waiting for him to finish what he had just said.

Hearing this, he leaned back in his chair, touched his lower lip, and smiled playfully: "We still have to continue the game. If the game is not over, we will never be able to truly live."

Lin Zicheng looked at him coldly, neither denying nor confirming what he said, he just said lightly: "You were cuter when you were young, and I can see through your thoughts at a glance."

Hearing this, she smiled and suddenly stood up and moved closer to him. Lin Zicheng seldom wears perfume, and most of the time he smells like a faint detergent and shower gel. It is this clean and clear smell that makes people want to reach out and grab it.

"It means I've grown up." Hearing this, he raised his hand and carefully touched Lin Zicheng's shoulder, just like when Lin Zicheng rubbed his hair and said, "When you grow up, you will naturally be a lot different."

Lin Zicheng frowned slightly. The Wen Yan in front of him seemed different from the Wen Yan when he was young.

Hearing this, he retracted his hand, sat back in his chair and said, "Liang Fuming was born into an aristocratic family with a prominent reputation and strong wealth. He was a low-key person, lived a simple life, and was very keen on charity, helping many people. Even if his death was really a car accident, there would probably be many knights who would help him analyze it one by one. In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, the police are so cautious."

"But there is a rumor that few people know about. When he was young, he had a crush on his sister-in-law. Some people even speculated that he was the one who planned the car accident that killed his brother. But no one confirmed it, especially after he got married and had children, no one mentioned his crush anymore. Many years later, he lost his wife, and his sister-in-law suddenly married him and gave birth to Liang Xihe. Maybe Liang Fuming was born to be unlucky with his wife, and two years later his sister-in-law also fell ill and died."

After hearing this, he stood up with a smile and said, "Liang Xihe is a very cute little girl, but what kind of roots determine what kind of flowers will bloom. Liang Fuming is thoughtful, and so is Liang Xihe."

After hearing this, he made another point: "Of course Liang Xijin is the same."

Lin Zicheng's phone rang again, this time it was Shen Qingning.