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"Boss..." Tang Ming said angrily, "You are collaborating with the enemy and treason."

Wen Dao held his pen and said calmly: "If you dare to say a word when you go out, I will let you go home and kneel for incense, which is the way of your descendants of the Tang family."

"I won't say it!" Tang Ming immediately swore by curling his fingers, "But this is too earth-shattering, I have to take it easy."

I heard that he was already busy with himself.

Tang Ming: "Hey, Mr. Wen, please, can you not be so calm? I'm so scared to death."

"What does it have to do with me?" Wen Dao tapped on the keyboard.

"Uh... That's true. You probably only have love in your heart now, and I know I can't make it. But if it's not love, do you have any secrets? Tell me, I will help you, and I will help you for the boss." Knife!" Tang Ming said with arrogance.

"..." Wendao, "An unspeakable secret?"

Tang Ming took it for granted and said, "Ah, what do you ask him to do?"

"Get out." Wen Dao raised his eyes, "Don't make me say it a second time."

Tang Ming went out resentfully, and when he reached the door, he suddenly held the door again, and said unwillingly, "Mr. Wen, did he threaten you?"

Wen Dao asked: "I heard that Uncle Tang is not busy recently?"

Tang Ming swallowed his saliva in fright, and quickly slipped away.

"Business trip?" Wei Chao put on a bitter face after hearing the words, "Are you going to abandon your wife and son again?"

"Forget about being a wife." Wen Dao couldn't laugh or cry, and glanced at Wei Chao's belly, "Son, are you still so talented?"

Wei Chao said nonsense: "It's true that one person can't, you don't have luck with me." After a pause, he revised, "Abandon your wife and family."

"I'm on a business trip, not a monk." Wen Dao blushed and brushed his teeth, "Didn't you go to Malaysia for more than a month?"

Hearing that after taking a shower, Wei Chao followed him, leaning against the door with folded hands, not wanting to let him go: "I don't care, I'm sad."

"It doesn't matter if you are hurt or not." Wen Dao squeezed the toothpaste indifferently.

Wei Chao rubbed his nose and tentatively asked: "Are you still angry?"

"No." Wen Dao denied.

"Obviously angry." Wei Chao walked over to hug him, and rested his chin on his shoulder, "I can't even remember what that person looks like."

"Flirty." Wen Dao pulled his ear with his backhand.

Wei Chao looked at Wen Dao in the mirror and hummed aggrievedly.

Hearing that brushing his teeth is inconvenient, Wei Chao usually can’t blame him, and now he took the opportunity to sell miserably: "At this time tomorrow, I will be alone here alone brushing my teeth and washing my face. At midnight, your pillow will look at me miserably. I can't eat, I'm absent-minded at work, and I'm so miserable when I take medicine that it's worse, and I already foresee a period of dark and lightless life in the future."

Wen said: "..."

Wei Chao made unremitting efforts: "You won't fall in love with other people when you go outside, right? The outside world is wonderful and unexpected, and I'm here for you. If you compare it, will you be--yes! You will get tired of looking at me , and then I have no love and no hope."

It is said to speed up.

"I'm so miserable." Wei Chao buried his face in Wendao's neck, "Why am I so miserable?"

Wen Dao took the towel and wiped off the foam, Wei Chao looked up at him with pursed mouth and said nothing.

"You have been single for 23 years," Wen Dao was amused by him, "it seems not easy to live to this day."

Wei Chao pretended not to stand up straight, and rubbed and ground: "It doesn't matter..."

"Itchy..." Wen Dao lost his temper after being tortured, and hid with a smile, "Stop making trouble."

Wei Chao asked seriously: "When are you leaving? Shall I pack your luggage for you?"

"Plane at four o'clock in the afternoon - hello!"

Wei Chao picked him up and walked out, whispering in his ear: "Then don't panic, coax me first."

"Don't make trouble! Your hand..." Wen Dao didn't dare to move after thinking about it.

Wei Chao strode over to put him on the bed, and pressed himself on top of him, his voice was low and hot: "When do you think I will recover?"

"What's good?" Wen Dao was a little angry and he was messing around. He was more worried. Although he didn't hurt his bones very much, when he went to the hospital last time, the doctor still told him not to do things too hard, "Why... um .”

Wei Chao kissed him with a smile and said vaguely, "Ah Wen is so sweet."

"you……"

"Huh?" Wei Chao raised one hand and looked at him, smiling softly, "What do you want to say?"

Wen Dao looked at him quietly for a while, then stretched out his hand to caress his side face and said softly, "Promise me, I'm really fine."

Wei Chao lowered his head and sucked his earlobe again, and the trembling subtle movements of the people below him made him cherish even more, "I'm really fine."

The fingertips on the side of the face slid across the cheeks, and Wen Dao gently stroked his Adam's apple: "Yeah."

Wei Chao's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was coaxing: "Coax me."

Wen Dao bit his chin, then rubbed his lower lip and murmured: "I like you."

Wei Chao's heart was terribly soft, yet his heart ached so much.

Being pinned down and unable to move, Wen Dao's eyes were moist and his words were soft: "Turn off the lights..."

Wei Chao stretched out his hand, and with a "click", only each other breathed in the room.

Wei Chao moved up a little, wanting to put Wen Dao on the pillow, but before he could bring the person in his arms up with one hand, Wen Dao hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and untied the belt around his waist.

Wei Chao knew that he had misunderstood, but felt distressed in his heart.

"No, Ah Wen, you are not allowed to do this," Wei Chao brought him up and made him lie on his chest, and he lowered his head to kiss his forehead, "I don't want to."

Hearing that the whole person was glowing with heat, he lay on his stomach and clenched Wei Chao's collar without saying a word.

"Ah Wen, you are my childhood dream, the sweet thing in my youth, and the only one I love now and in the future." Wei Chao kept kissing him, "I can wait for anything for you, I love you. Don't embarrass yourself."

Wen Dao raised his head and looked at him, wondering if other people feel romantic and emotional all the time when they are in love, as if they are soaking in warm water or floating on clouds.Hearing this, my whole heart went up: "Wei Chao, I am not wronged."

Wei Chao smiled and nodded his nose: "I don't want to." Then he turned over and pressed him down again, "Ah Wen is so good."

Hearing that the wristband was around his shoulder: "Wait for me to come back."

"it is good."

Every moment with him is so perfect, the stars and moon in the summer night are like the joy in my heart.

Not long after Wen Dao arrived at the destination, the autopsy reports of Qian Yuan and Zhang Sheng were delivered to Song Yan's office, and Meng Shengxiao notified Wei Chao at night.

Qian Yuan was sure that he committed suicide. The wound of the corpse was poured with a large amount of CPD anticoagulant blood, and there was no pasta left in the stomach——indicating that the bowl of noodles was really not what he ate.Zhang Sheng ate a capsule of hydrogen chloride in the bathroom, and the time of death was confirmed at [-]:[-].

Sitting at home, Wei Chao thought about Meng Shengxiao's question just now, and he was also very puzzled.Why does Zhang Sheng have hydrogen chloride?It was obvious that he had already been cleaned up, did he put it in the bathroom?

Wei Chao remembered what he said before hearing Dao and called Song Yan.

"Is there anything special about him on the left side?"

Song Yan said: "Don't tell me, there really is. There is a 33cm-long scar on the left calf. Lao Cao estimated that the wound was three or four years old, and it was still very deep at that time."

Wei Chao asked, "Was it scratched?"

Song Yan sighed and said, "Yes, it looks like it was stabbed with a knife in a frenzy."

Wei Chao frowned: "'Zuo', what does it have to do with Ah Wen?"

"I don't know," Song Yan reported over there, as if it didn't help, and he was also quite irritated, "Maybe it's a psychopath?"

Wei Chao: "Crazy?"

Song Yan sighed: "Who knows, let me tell you, I investigated a case before, the murderer first went to a farmer's house and drew a heart shape with chicken blood, which frightened people, thinking it was blackmail, threats and revenge. , Later, traces were left everywhere, I ran around, and I became a dog tired of collecting materials and analyzing them. Damn, in the end, I was a crazy person who stole a chicken and killed him. I learned to draw everywhere like the people in the movie, and I don’t know anything else. Heart."

"This is similar to a mental illness. Those who kill people without blinking an eye have to get out quickly. Who knows how many people will lose their lives." Wei Chao said.

Song Yan felt that the road ahead was difficult and long, and he also felt a lot of pressure: "360 lines, there are difficult problems in the line, and I have Olympiad problems in my line."

"It's pretty miserable." Wei Chao agreed, but he was as tired as a dog, and in the end he was teased by a psychopath.

Song Yan was very uncomfortable with the people's ignorant attitude, so he said sarcastically, "But Mr. Wei is also miserable. Mr. Wen is not here today."

"Xiaobie is better than a newlywed," Wei Chao said, "Hey, you don't understand."

Song Yan couldn't take it anymore and hurriedly said "hang up".

Wei Chao threw away his phone and lay down on the bed, looking at Wen Dao's pillow, and smiled after looking at Wen Dao's pillow - Wen Dao didn't use that pillow very much, it was always sleeping in his arms.

Tang Ming's noisy questioning along the way was a headache. When he arrived at the hotel where he was staying, the south was relatively hot and humid. He heard that after taking a bath, he tidied up and went downstairs to have dinner with everyone. Tang Ming was still holding his fork tightly and said, "I'm going Can't stand it anymore."

Wen Dao glanced at him lightly, Tang Ming was obviously threatened, but he could see that he was unwilling, and changed into an expression of "Oh! If you don't say it, you don't say it".

"Mr. Wen, as long as I can arrive at the summit starting at 08:30 tomorrow morning, I will have nothing to do today after eating here, right?"

Whenever Tang Ming goes to a place, he must know all kinds of bars and nightclubs, just like he must find the most perfect fun configuration in a high-end and comfortable hotel.

Wen Dao knew that he would not delay work, so he said, "That's okay—Mr. Tang? Hello." Wen Dao stood up.

Tang Ming's hairs stood on end when he heard the person behind him approaching - that's not possible!Why don't I just go out for a stroll?Wouldn't you come from thousands of miles to kill your son? ? ?

"Hello, Mr. Wen," Tang Shu said kindly, reaching out his hand to shake Wen Dao, "Participate in the summit?"

It doesn't matter if it's not my social boss, Tang Ming stepped out of panic and quickly put on a standard face of "respect, humility and friendliness", got up and shook hands: "Mr. Tang, what a coincidence."

Uncle Tang is Tang Qing's father, but his temperament is completely different. Compared with the former boss of Tang Group, he is more like an old professor who teaches and educates people.

"Coincidentally, Mr. Tang, my daughter is still young," Tang Shu said, "I really don't worry about her coming alone. No, come and have a look. My daughter is too eager to make fun of you two."

"It's human nature to love your son deeply." Wen Dao said, "I've heard that Mr. Tang's family is harmonious and happy. It seems that it has something to do with your family being in your heart."

Tang Shu waved his hand, "I'm—"

"Dad, what are you doing?" Tang Qing walked around and saw that the person opposite Tang Shu greeted him after hearing the truth, and then praised, "Wen Sheng will be the protagonist tomorrow."

Tang Ming didn't know why he always felt that there was something wrong with Tang Qing's eyes, which made him uncomfortable and unhappy, which was rare for a person like him who was always tolerant of beautiful women.But he didn't say anything, and he wouldn't show any opinion on a girl, he just said for Wen Dao: "No, we were just lucky to be invited—"

"That's modesty." Tang Qing didn't care about these things at all, and it was very rare for her to be polite.After looking around, he couldn't help asking, "Isn't Wei Chao here today? I'm still here to prepare a surprise for him."

Wen said: "..."