Balancing

Leng Feng's voice was very hoarse and nasal, as if he had a cold. He was sitting in the "Rye Field" book bar, his complexion was gloomy, and he was very listless. The second row of sofas by the street was where he and Jian Ming used to sit. He looked out the window, his eyes were red, and the colorful light boxes of various stores flickered, rendering the bustling market lifeless.

"Sorry, I hope I didn't bother you." He slightly tightened his hand holding the phone.

"No, what can I do for you?" The voice on the other end of the phone was calm.

Leng Feng knew that the Jian Ming he knew was like this. No matter how many disputes there were between them, he was still so calm that people would suspect that they were just friends they had just met, and he could not feel the slightest ups and downs in his calm emotions. "Are you okay?" This polite question still reveals a concern that is hard to hide.

"...Well, it's not bad, if it's okay..."

Leng Feng seemed to guess that Jian Ming wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible, so he interrupted in time and implicitly stated his intention of calling, "Jian Ming, I... heard that... someone is looking for you recently, I... am a little worried."

"Who did you hear from? Do you know who is looking for me?" A worried greeting raised Jian Ming's voice in shock.

"Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything malicious, I'm just... worried about you, I promise I haven't sent anyone to follow you again." Leng Feng smiled wryly, sliding his thumb lightly on the rim of the coffee cup, his dry voice trembling coldly, "You should know what that person wants. If you have...give it to him. That person dares to do anything. I...I really don't want anything to happen to you..."

These words successfully made Jian Ming make a decision.A stern voice came out of the phone: "Leng Feng, I want to see you."

...

There is a kind of father and son who are born to restrain each other. Just like Leng Guofeng and Leng Feng, Leng Guofeng has always focused on cultivating his only son, asking for resources for resources, and for funds for funds. After his daughter passed away, he even attached double hopes to his son. In Leng Feng's body, the more seamless the discipline, the more Leng Feng's independent and rebellious style has been created. Where Leng Guofeng can't see, he squanders the fame and fortune that he has easily won, and he is in front of others. He is a good boy, but he hides a lot of ulterior secrets, and the same is true for his father.

Ever since he learned that the girl named Jian Qi in his father's mouth was Jian Ming's younger sister, he started intermittently studying his father, a highly praised successful person, for several years.A son should not use means to his father. Leng Feng has tried almost one by one, stalking, investigating, eavesdropping, and even stealing. At the same time, he is also doing the same thing for Leng Guofeng. In recent years, his own Being placed in Jingxin Nursing Home, and paying close attention to Jian Qi's condition, Leng Guofeng can always get first-hand news about Jian Qi's condition. Such a deformed father-son relationship has continued to this day...

Leng Feng admitted that he had been acting contradictory and abnormal all the way from being curious at the beginning to gaining Jian Ming's selfishness. Until now, he didn't know why he did so much, for his father or for Jian Ming?

He remembered the conversation he had with his father Leng Guofeng the night he beat Lu Heng, and at that moment he seemed to realize that there might be no possibility between himself and Jian Ming.

"Dad, you don't want Jian Qi to get better, do you?"

"...Why do you ask that? What do you mean?" Leng Guofeng was very sensitive.

"Isn't that why you let me enter the Meditation Sanatorium?" Leng Feng stared at Leng Guofeng across a desk, the study was very quiet, only the two of them had a clear conversation.

"Just do your job well, and tell me if you have any news. You don't need to know about other things."

"Dad, I may know more than you think, don't hide it from me, what are you afraid of?" Leng Feng said bluntly.

"Nonsense, what do you want to care about these things for no reason?" Leng Guofeng raised his head, staring at Leng Feng with a strange expression.

"Dad, you should know that Jian Ming is my classmate in college, but you don't know that he is still my very good friend. I just want to know what you did back then. Is Jian Qi's behavior related to you? There are their parents..." Before he could finish speaking, there was a roar from the opposite side.

"Leng Feng, do you know who you're talking to?" Leng Guofeng didn't seem to expect his son to ask such a question, his face changed drastically, and his hands clenched into fists, shaking slightly.

"I know! Of course I know, Dad, you taught me to be an upright person since I was a child, what about you? Have you ever done it?" Leng Feng spoke sharply.

"You bastard, what are you going to do??" Leng Guofeng stood up and walked around the desk. "Why are you and Jian Ming good friends? You haven't seen each other for so many years, how can it be better? I warn you, you and him, you will never be good friends, it's best to keep a distance from me, especially now. "

"Why? Just because his parents' death has something to do with you?" Leng Feng asked slightly trembling.

"..." Leng Guofeng snorted heavily, resting his hands on the jade ornaments on the desk, his expression anxious, a certain scar in his heart was severely torn open, he stared blankly at his son who had become strange for a moment, Want to say something, but can't say it.

"Dad, what do you mean by asking me to keep a distance from Jian Ming?"

"Xiaofeng, listen to Dad, don't provoke him, don't get angry. Those people are not easy to provoke. Your sister is gone, and your mother and I can't lose you again." The secret is always kept silent.

"Who? Is Jian Ming in danger?" Leng Feng's back felt a chill.

Leng Guofeng said coldly: "Tell me, what do you know?"

"I, I know about the case sixteen years ago, and I also know that Jian Qi was saved by you back then. Dad, what did you do back then?"

"Xiaofeng, I couldn't help myself back then, but you have to believe me. I'm not a bad person. I didn't do anything harmful. I just couldn't save Jian Ming's parents. I was also a victim, even your sister Lost in."

"You're lying. You didn't do anything harmful, why did you put Lin Tian under house arrest?" Leng Feng's retort without warning completely shocked Leng Guofeng.

"Stinky boy! How dare you investigate me? I'm your father. Are you doing this to deal with me? Jian Ming asked you to do this??" His son, who had never been on his guard all this time, terrified him at this moment.

"No." Leng Feng pursed her lips, stood up suddenly, frowned and walked towards the relatives in front of her, "Dad, why don't you think about it, maybe I didn't check these things to deal with you, but to protect you and help you Woolen cloth?"

Leng Guofeng's expression gradually relaxed, with a little bit of compromise, he had no intention of being an enemy of his son, he was angry at what Leng Feng had done, but he was even more afraid of losing his only son.Everything was silent, at this moment, he finally revealed all the deposits that had been suppressed in his heart for the past 16 years.

It was also at this moment that Leng Feng finally knew who he was going to protect. He had no choice because he was Leng Guofeng's son.

...

It was already late at night when Jian Ming returned to his home, the wind blew against the window lattice, facing the dilapidated house, he felt tight in his chest.He has to hire a cleaner to clean it thoroughly, and the damaged things have to be replaced. There are a lot of things in his mind, which is really annoying.

When they left Lu Heng, they were going through a long silence, and Jian Ming insisted on leaving alone, even though he knew that there was more than one person following him, but he needed to be alone right now.

Thinking of Lu Heng's unclear eyes after answering Leng Feng's phone call and the words he kept suppressed in his heart, and remembering that when he went out, Lu Heng said: "Daughter-in-law, I will always watch you, don't mess around." A warning that looks like a joke, a smile that doesn't seem to be smiling.Jian Ming had mixed feelings in his heart, which was very unpleasant.

He wants to see Leng Feng, and this decision cannot be changed.

The next day.

In the north of the city, on the outskirts of the city, Wanghai Garden luxury villa area.

A three-story extremely luxurious villa stands in the middle, with a high foyer and a grand door, circular arched windows and corner stonework, all of which are full of grace, both classic and modern, and the crimson roof is particularly beautiful under the sunlight. striking.

Stepping into the hall, the overall style is implicit and elegant, secluded and elegant, and valuable antiques can be seen everywhere on the partitions and walls, which complements the middle-aged man dressed in Chinese style sitting in the hall at the moment playing with Chaozhou tea sets.

The man looked to be in his late forties, not in his fifties, with a medium build, light brown skin, slightly bald hair at the sideburns, thick and neat eyebrows, slender and slightly drooping eyes, but piercing and energetic, and his eyes were full of light when he glanced at people .The fingers are very long, and it is difficult to correspond to people just by looking at the hands. They are born with distinct bones and very beautiful.

He was pouring second-brewed tea into a white bone china mug.Lifting his head slowly, he glanced at Leng Feng who had just been ushered in.

"Come on, sit down." He raised his chin to the mahogany chair beside him as a signal.He conveniently placed the bone china cup that had just been filled with tea on the tea table in front of that position.

"Hello, Boss Wang." Leng Feng thought of his father's confession that Wang Yue is from Hong Kong, and he usually likes others to call him Boss Wang.

"Your father is finally willing to send you here. I have persuaded him several times not to hide such an excellent son." Boss Wang said with a smile, his attitude was very friendly and kind.

"Hehe, my father has always been afraid that I would be too young and reckless to make mistakes. This time I took the initiative to ask to see you." Leng Feng was a little nervous, and then sat politely at the position indicated by the other party, and said every word seriously. Export only after consideration. "Boss Wang, it's not convenient for my father to go to too many places because of his position, so I will contact you in the future, what do you think?" He directly explained the purpose of his visit.

"Well, of course, that's what I want. I don't want to feel like cheating every time I see Leng Guofeng. It's best for you to take over." What I thought was that you are still Leng Guofeng's only son. Isn't relationship more powerful than direct control over himself?Boss Wang continued to make tea in his hand, without even looking at Leng Feng, he asked, "Are you clear about our affairs?"

"I don't know what you are referring to? About Lin Tian or..." Leng Feng responded suggestively.

The hand making the tea paused, and looked up at him sideways, "Everything, from the past to the present."

"...Oh, I know." Leng Feng heard the sternness, and responded quickly.

"You know who I am."

"I know, you are a poison..." Before Leng Feng could finish his sentence, he was blocked by the other party's warning "Huh?"

Leng Feng's palms were numb. He had seen big scenes before, but the one sitting in front of him was the famous and fearful poison king. It was not unreasonable for him to panic. He changed his mind and quickly changed his words: "You are Wang Yuewang, a famous Southeast Asian antique dealer. Boss, my father introduced it to me."

Wang Yue's original name was Wang Weisheng. He started the antique business ten years ago and changed his name to Wang Yue at that time. Mingli is a serious and honest businessman, and this identity has also served as an umbrella for him to engage in the drug business.

"Today we'll drink tea, get to know each other, make friends, and nothing else." Wang Yue picked up the teacup and raised it towards Leng Feng.

Leng Feng nodded, took a sip of tea, observed his words, and exchanged pleasantries.

"This house is very grand. There is no such treasured place in the city."

"That's right, this Wanghai Village also started to build a group of villas a few years ago. I asked your father to buy one under someone else's name. He just has no guts. The money he made all these years is hidden under your bed. Haha Haha" This made Leng Feng feel uncomfortable everywhere, arrogance has always been his label, and it really can't be used here with the surname Wang.

He, the Poison King, is the arrogant deity!

"Did you see the civilian area across the road when you came? The richest people living in that area can't even afford a bathroom in the house here. This is the way this world is like, birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. The small Wanghai Village is like this, let alone the world, right?" He snapped his fingers and called out a subordinate.

"Go and take down my Buddha's hand upstairs."

Leng Feng was holding the jade bergamot hand given by the poisonous king, which was heavy, as if it was worth a thousand gold.

"It's so embarrassing, it's too precious."

"Your father gave me his most precious things. There's no reason for me not to return the gift. You're welcome, take it."

Leng Feng didn't want it at all, but he also knew that, like protecting his father, he had no choice at all.What Wang gave him was not a gift at all, but a task.

He can follow his lead and follow suit, but he is no longer qualified to say "no".