Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

This time, Wen Xingying's reaction was quite flat, "What's wrong, I haven't done anything."

　 Xuanying spread his hands, "Forget it, this is your business, I can't take care of it, as for your task," he sighed faintly, "You just don't have much experience, and you usually leave all the tasks to us Do, in fact, it is not easy to have hidden compartments in the study room of a rich family. You just need to observe carefully and knock on the bookshelves, tables, chairs, etc., and it is easy to find the mechanism. You have five days, which is a waste of time. .” He smiled again, “Of course, this is just my personal opinion.”

　"Ying'er is amazing," Wen Xingying praised, "No wonder only Qi'er can compete with you."

　Xuan Ying smiled lightly, "How long will Brother Ying stay here this time?"

　"What's the matter? Can't bear to part with me?" Wen Xingying teased him.

　"It's strange." A blank stare was given to him.

　Located in the outskirts of Suzhou, Qingtian School is a large manor with a radius of a thousand feet.This morning, the old gang leader was drinking tea in the room, and the servant came to report the visit of Mr. Xingying from Chiyan Villa.

　Mr. Cheng was a little surprised when he heard that, Chiyan Mountain Villa is now the supreme status of martial arts in the Jianghu, Mr. Zuo Tingfeng's ability is extraordinary, and he has also met him a few times, and his granddaughter Qi is very close to him. The two kept writing letters, this time I celebrated my birthday, I had long heard that Mr. Lin Feng invited many martial artists to come.

　After thinking about it, Mr. Cheng asked the housekeeper to personally welcome Mr. Situ into the Qiuyan Hall, and sent someone to ask the young lady to come and see Mr. Situ.

　Qiuyantang is a house dedicated to meeting guests in Qingtian Villa. Wen Xingying followed the butler along a small path, saw a small pond and a beautiful apricot grove along the way, and finally walked through the gate of a month to arrive. Qiu Yantang.

　Thinking that Feng let him come to Suzhou in advance, he must have done enough etiquette to not let Chiyan Villa lose face. Talking to relieve boredom, I took advantage of the good weather to come to meet the old gang leader Cheng.

　When we arrived at Qiuyan Hall, the butler let Wen Xingying in after asking someone to inform him. Now sitting on the main seat was an old man who looked like he was in his fifties. There is also a young girl on the guest seat, dressed in white, with a face like a beautiful jade, her hair is tied up casually with a jade hairpin, she looks free and unrestrained, she is not the stunning beauty of the country, but she is also delicate and elegant , presumably this is Miss Sun of this family.

　"Wen Xingying, I am really lucky to see old leader Cheng today." Wen Xingying cupped his hands.

　"Mr. Situ is too polite. Please sit down and enjoy some tea." The old man waited for Wen Xingying to sit down before he spoke again: "I have heard about Mr. Situ's name for a long time, and when I meet him today, I feel that there are talented people from all over the country. , at our age, it is really impossible to refuse to accept old age."

　Although it was just a small talk, it was also Cheng Lao's innermost thoughts.The moment Wen Xingying appeared outside the door just now, Mr. Cheng saw that the young man was tall and tall, with a jade tree facing the wind, and he was dressed in sapphire blue and elegant clothes; looking at his face, he was handsome and extraordinary, different from the seductiveness of women, but heroic. The smile on his face was just like the spring breeze blowing on his face, making the whole face soft, and under the sunlight, he looked like a fairy general.Although Mr. Cheng is not a person who judges people by appearance, since Mr. Situ is a disciple of Chiyan Villa, he must be talented and capable, so he likes him very much.

　"The old gang leader was joking." Wen Xingying smiled, "The boys in our villa grew up listening to your illustrious reputation. As an example, we can only keep catching up. If we want to surpass, we don't know how long we have to wait. What year is it?"

　Boss Cheng laughed, and stopped talking, but introduced the girl to Wen Xingying and said, "This is Qi'er, the old man's granddaughter, Qi'er, and I will meet your brother Situ soon."

　"Brother Situ," the girl said, "I can't imitate your polite manners, I want to ask how is Brother Zuo?"

　The straightforward words and eager expression made Wen Xingying's heart twitch.Yes, you didn't learn it, because you are still young, and I, once upon a time, have become an old fried dough stick who has been struggling for many years in the rivers and lakes.

　But you don't know, what I envy the most is you, clean and clear, pure and flawless, as transparent as water.There are talented people from generation to generation, but it's not me, but you guys...

　"Feng is fine," Wen Xingying said with a smile, "It's just that I have to deal with too many letters from my friends every day, and I'm a bit overwhelmed."

　That Wen Xingying said this on purpose, in order to tease the girl, she really blushed, "I also wrote because I missed him very much, is he busy?"

　That Wen Xingying smiled, "Don't worry, he likes to read friends' letters the most. If you don't write, he knows, and he will definitely blame me for being troublesome."

　"Okay," Old Gang Leader Cheng stood up and said, "Qi'er, today you will have a good time with Brother Situ for a day, and I will not hinder you young people as an old man."

　"Grandpa..." Cheng Ziqi wanted to say no, but was waved by Cheng Lao, who smiled and left.

　"Then, Brother Situ," Cheng Ziqi said enthusiastically to Wen Xingying, "I'll take you to eat the most famous squirrel mandarin fish in Suzhou."

　"Okay." That Wen Xingying smiled indulgently. Although he had eaten it many times, he still agreed to the girl's kind invitation because he liked her refreshing breath very much.

　This afternoon, Cheng Ziqi went to Wen Xingying's guest house to sit for a while, and he talked about how busy he was for the past few days, because it coincided with his grandfather's birthday, and many martial arts people from all corners of the world came, and the Qingtian faction arranged accommodation. The matter has long been exhausted, but fortunately, it has finally been dealt with properly.

　"Really? But I don't have a place to live yet, what should I do?"

　"..."

　It was a voice, not unfamiliar, but familiar. Wen Xingying turned around to look, and couldn't help being taken aback—the person outside the door was dressed in white, handsome, about 23 or [-] years old, with an innocent face His smile, soft and serene, makes people feel like spring breeze, a very warm and comfortable atmosphere.

　"Hibiscus?" Wen Xingying said in surprise.

　This person is one of Zuo Tingfeng's friends when he first entered the rivers and lakes, and also his best friend a few years ago, Yang Mingjin, the young leader of the Muyang Gang.

　"Brother Ying, Qi'er," Yang Mingjin greeted the two of them, "Long time no see."

　"It's been a long time." Wen Xingying let Yang Mingjin into the room and introduced Ye Linglan to him. Yang Mingjin bowed his hands politely.

　And Cheng Ziqi's reaction was a little strange, he stood up, his face turned pale, his lips trembled, his eyes fell on Yang Mingjin and he didn't look away. "You...you are here..."

　"You..." Wen Xingying was a little puzzled, why Ziqi's reaction was so strange?
But he didn't say much, and the four of them sat down and chatted. It turned out that Yang Mingjin also came here specially to celebrate the birthday of Old Clan Master Cheng.

As for his residence, Wen Xingying knew that Cheng Ziqi had exhausted almost all methods to arrange guests, and even used a brothel, so he had an idea and asked if there was anyone else in her bed, she said no, then Wen Xingying Ying asked her to "take in" Yang Mingjin for the time being.

After they left, Wen Xingying suddenly remembered that Ziqi was a girl, but she agreed to his request... Probably because she and Jin are good friends.

　On the way back to Qingtian faction, Yang Mingjin secretly grabbed Cheng Ziqi's hand several times, but was thrown away by that person.For the last time, Yang Mingjin firmly held the hand of the person next to him, interlocking his fingers. This was the posture when the two held hands in the past. They were intertwined and difficult to separate.

　Cheng Ziqi struggled twice but did not break free, so he simply let him go, he hadn't held this hand for a long time, and at this moment he had the urge to cry.

　I haven't seen him for three years, but he has matured a lot and is a bit more attractive than before. Is it because he has become a relative?What is his wife like?And does he have children?

　Yang Mingjin has also been paying attention to the girl next to her, why, she feels a little thinner, and the smile that was as bright as the morning sun at that time no longer exists now.However, she still tugs at her own heartstrings, being happy for her and sad for her.At the moment of reunion, seeing the tears in her eyes, I really wanted to hold her in my arms and tenderly love her. I really wanted to tell her that I have been thinking about it day and night for three years, and I want her to know that I will never hold her again. From the moment she held her hand, I had decided never to be separated from her again.　
　The two returned to the Qingtian faction, went straight to Ziqi's room, closed the door, and there were only two people still holding hands in the room, Cheng Ziqi was about to say something, but he was rushed into a warm room. in the arms.　
　Yang Mingjin smiled, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and I really miss you. But, from now on, we will be together like this, never separate, and grow old hand in hand, okay?" Yang Mingjin said softly in Cheng Ziqi's ear.

　The warm breath in his ears made Cheng Ziqi a little unbearable. His words were touching, but when he thought of the current situation of the two of them, he couldn't help feeling desolate in his heart. He sighed and said:

　"Jin, we still don't want to see each other in the future. You are a family man, and our relationship will never be known. I don't want us to hide like this for the rest of our lives. Simply, it's just like this, and it's fine to break it off."

　After finishing speaking, there was a sharp pain in my heart, three years is already hard to bear, not to mention that I will suffer from love for the rest of my life, but I can't, I have no fate with him in the end...

　Unexpectedly, the people around her pushed her away vigorously, and her shoulders hurt a little from his grasp. Cheng Ziqi looked at the man in front of him in puzzlement, and saw that his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was suppressing his anger, "Who says I'm married?" ?”

　"..."

　Cheng Ziqi couldn't react, "Three years ago, you weren't..."

　"That's not true." Yang Mingjin said dissatisfied: "My old man forced me to get married, how could I do that? I sent someone to rob the bride halfway, and told the old man that if he forced me to get married again, I would run away from home. If you elope, he still depends on me to inherit the family business, so naturally he dare not mention this matter again."

　"Ah..." Cheng Ziqi did not expect this to happen.

　"Ah what?" Yang Mingjin smiled slyly, "You haven't seen me yet, are you breaking off relations with me?"

　"But... your family..." Cheng Ziqi hesitated.

　"It took me three years to take over all the family properties. Now even if I'm not in those industries, they won't go bankrupt, as long as those boys in Chiyan Villa don't destroy them." Yang Mingjin joked.

　"That's it, Jin, you are really good." Cheng Ziqi smiled.

　"That's right," Yang Mingjin said proudly, "Then you..."

　Before he could finish speaking, he was directly blocked by the girl's servant, and the words of protest were swallowed into his stomach, his lips and tongue were intertwined, and he murmured softly, such an intoxicating night.　
　On the day of Cheng Lao's birthday, there were many guests, and it was extremely lively. This year's banquet was not much different from previous years, but there were differences. Cheng Haoli looked at Wen Xingying who was sitting at the main table, talking and laughing lively, expensive but not arrogant , is a model of a generation of martial arts leaders; also, Yang Mingjin, who is sitting next to his granddaughter, is calm and dignified. If he hadn't had some entanglements with his granddaughter, I would have admired him as an outstanding young man, but...

　In fact, Yang Mingjin didn't get married, Cheng Haoli knew about it three years ago, he just hoped that his grandson would give up on him so he didn't tell him, but now, that person got all the family property and came back to find his granddaughter, and Ziqi, too Treat him as always, as if the two have never been apart.How should I deal with this matter, is the best result?
　However, on the third day after the birthday banquet, Cheng Haoli was found dead on the floor of his room, with a sharp knife mark on his neck and a jade pendant symbolizing his identity left on the ground.

　a bolt from the blue!

The whole village was plunged into grief and panic, and the original joy has now turned into gloom and gloom.

　The saddest person was of course Cheng Ziqi, she lay on Cheng Haoli's body and wept bitterly, heartbroken and heartbroken.

　Yang Mingjin was the only person who observed the crime scene rationally. He looked around, but there was no sign of the windows being opened, and there were no footprints on the ground, indicating that the murderer was a very cautious person; There were no traces of a fight inside, the wound on the neck was turned outward, and the blood was bright red, indicating that it was caused before death, and it was fatal in one blow; Cheng Lao's eyes were wide open, obviously unbelievable, it was unbelievable the true identity of the murderer, Still can't believe he was killed so quickly?

The only thing that is certain right now is that the murderer's martial arts must be at least five times higher than Cheng Lao's.

　Yang Mingjin picked up the jade pendant again, it was a purple rhombus-shaped jade pendant, the color was gorgeous, and the brilliance was dazzling. Jade of this color was very rare. He had only heard that this kind of beautiful jade was produced in Yang country, and the quantity was very small and the value was very high. Liancheng has always been owned only by the royal family of Yang country, so I can't help but wonder, does this jade pendant belong to the royal family of Yang country?
　Yang Mingjin observed this jade pendant carefully, and unexpectedly found a small word "Lan" engraved on the bottom of the back of the jade pendant.

　Heart constricted for a while, Yang Mingjin thought of a face, but he couldn't believe it, he could only hug the girl beside him into his arms, and comforted her softly.

　Wen Xingying knew about it that afternoon, and it was Yang Mingjin who came to inform him.Ye Linglan was obviously taken aback when she saw the jade pendant in Yang Mingjin's hand.

　"Why, Mr. Li, are you familiar with this jade pendant?" Yang Mingjin asked coldly.

　Wen Xingying had never seen this jade pendant before, so he also looked at Ye Linglan suspiciously.

　"This is..." Ye Linglan explained in a low voice. This jade pendant was given to him by his father when he was a child. He always carried it with him and never left it. Few people know about this jade pendant. Come here, he himself didn't know that this piece of jade was lost.

　Hearing what he said, the other two couldn't help but frown.

　"Brother Ying, do you know the origin of this piece of jade?" Yang Mingjin asked Wen Xingying.

　"I don't know." Wen Xingying shook his head.

　Yang Mingjin was a little speechless. This piece of jade could prove Ye Linglan's true identity. That Wen Xingying didn't even know the details of the person, so he dared to take it with him rashly?

　Yang Mingjin turned to Ye Linglan and said, "Mr. Li, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that the person who died was Qi's grandfather, and he will definitely not let it go. This piece of jade is the only clue now. I haven't told Qi about it yet. I hope you can help me find the real culprit."

　Just as Ye Linglan was about to nod, Wen Xingying said, "That means someone took Lan'er's jade pendant and killed Qi'er's grandfather to blame Lan'er. Jin, do you think Lan'er did it?" Wen Xingying looked at Yang Mingjin.

　"I don't want it to be him either, but this is his personal jade pendant, which can be left at the scene of the crime. If it were you, what would you think?"

　"...Okay, I'll go to Qingtian Villa with you now, and I'll talk to Qi'er."

　"Lan'er was with me the whole time last night, and never left for half a step. It is impossible to kill the old leader Cheng, Qi'er, can you believe me?"

　There were only Wen Xingying, Ye Linglan, Cheng Ziqi, and Yang Mingjin in Cheng Ziqi's room. Cheng Ziqi was still tear-stained, and still hadn't come out of the grief of losing a loved one.

　Yang Mingjin glanced at Cheng Ziqi and saw that he was absent-minded, so he could only answer for him: "I asked the guards who patrolled last night, and they didn't see anything unusual, which shows that the person who came here has a very high martial arts skill. Also, the old gang leader's neck The wound was made with a very thin weapon, perhaps Mr. Li’s Ye Feng needle. Besides, the jade was worn by Mr. Li, and he was always with you, Brother Ying. I don’t know how many people in the world can steal it. your stuff."

　"That can only show that the man is also a martial artist, and besides, Lan'er and Cheng Lao have no grievances, why did you kill him? Besides, would he use his own unique weapon to make it so easy for you to find the murderer? "

　"I know this too, but I don't know why the murderer doesn't blame anyone, but Mr. Li!"

　"I want to know too! That's good, you give me five days, I will find out the real culprit, and I will give you an explanation!"

　"Okay, I will also send people to investigate. If the murderer is really Mr. Li, you must not tolerate indulgence!"

　"Farewell!"

　……

　After the two left, Yang Mingjin sighed, took Cheng Ziqi's waist and took him to the bed to lie down, leaned over and kissed his eyes and lips, held his hand and said softly:

　"Dead people can't be resurrected, Qi, please mourn, the old gang leader doesn't want you to be like this."