I caught the murderer

Jiang Wanyan didn't feel the bitterness in Hua Ling's heart at all, she adjusted her costume in front of the mirror.

Compared with Pei's mother's appearance more than 20 years ago, Jiang Wanyan's makeup now is a little more gentle but a little less delicate.

She said to Hua Ling in a gentle voice: "Brother Jiang will come to play against me in a while, sister Hua, please open the door first."

Jiang Heng?Hearing this name, Hua Ling's anger finally vented a little: "I see that you have been very close to Jiang Heng these few days. He has been very popular recently. Do you need me to find someone to send some drafts?"

Couples during the publicity period are the most commonly used means of hype in the circle.

"Combined with Liu Zhenfeng's assassination, I will definitely make you a wave of enthusiasm before the movie airs." Thinking of this, Hua Ling finally gained strength, "You go talk to Jiang Heng, he Shouldn't refuse."

But Jiang Wanyan once again rejected Hua Ling's routine: "Brother Jiang and I are not in the kind of relationship you guessed, so don't spread such scandals."

"I think he is interested in you." Hua Ling lowered her voice a little, "Every day I play with you every day, and whenever Director Liu criticizes you, he will show courtesy to you. I have never heard of him taking such care of a newcomer before. .”

Hua Ling doesn't have much respect for Jiang Heng, although she admits that the other party is indeed capable of acting, but Jiang Heng is an artist of the opposite family, which is enough for Hua Ling to dislike him, not to mention that Jiang Heng is still a grassroots Born into a poor boy, Hua Ling has no scruples when speaking.

"Probably Jiang Ge saw that I was a good man to mention me like that." Seeing that Hua Ling couldn't make sense, Jiang Wanyan simply got up and went to open the door, "Sister Hua, you should thank her a lot."

Materials that can be made?Hua Ling really wanted to record Liu Qi's words for this eldest lady, so that the other party would know how "good" her acting skills were.

But Hualing was going to make a living under Yixing's subordinates, Jiang Wanyan's status made her have to shrink back and forth.

She suddenly missed the Lin Min who obeyed her. If it weren't for the incident of Dong Jing jumping off the building, she would not only be able to catch up with Yang Shijie, but also push Lin Min to the top traffic position. Why would she be here? Running errands and getting angry.

"By the way," Jiang Wanyan suddenly stopped, "Do you know the two policemen who came to the production crew today, Sister Hua?"

"Yes, they got Lin Min in last time," Hua Ling replied bluntly, "What? You have seen them before?"

Jiang Wanyan smiled: "It looks familiar."

Hua Ling understood that An Xinyao was more or less familiar to those in the upper class, after all, that person also attended various parties.

"But Sister Hua, I have to remind you of something," Jiang Wanyan said as she unscrewed the locked door, "For my business, don't stretch your hands too far."

"I'm just a gamer, I don't want to be popular, although I'm not as powerful as Yang Shijie, but please think of my father before you do small things."

She reached out and straightened the tiara on her head: "I know what you want, and I will help you find a good newcomer after this show is over."

"I won't eat the rice, sister Hua, take it easy."

The door of the dressing room closed gently before Hua Ling's eyes, but Hua Ling felt that it hit her in the face more than slamming the door.

Her hand holding the phone trembled slightly: This Jiang Wanyan, who looked like a docile little sheep outside, knew to threaten her after closing the door.

Hua Ling is a manager with a strong desire to control. For her, Jiang Wanyan's words not only did not scare her, but also aroused her anger.

She is stronger than others, no matter how angry Hua Ling is, she dare not say a harsh word to Jiang Wanyan.

At this moment, the mobile phone that Hua Ling was holding tightly vibrated suddenly, and the caller ID showed a name she thought she would never be able to match again.

Hua Ling quickly calmed down, and answered the phone with a smile on her face: "Hello, Mr. Yang."

"Yes, yes, I'm Hua Ling, and I'm accompanying Ms. Jiang in the filming of "Theatrical Costume"."

Not knowing what was said there, Hua Ling's response suddenly slowed down.

"This...isn't that good?" She carefully considered her words, "They are also quite hostile to me."

After saying a few more words over there, the smile on Hua Ling's face immediately collapsed.

She didn't want to do what the other party told her, but she didn't dare and had to do it.

"Okay," Hua Ling looked at herself in the vanity mirror wearing an out-of-season outfit, and answered bravely, "I will definitely satisfy President Yang."

*

After eating, drinking and washing up, Pei Yuzhou was blocked by Shen Zheng at the bedroom door.

"Do you think this is the end of the story?" Shen Zheng leaned against the door, and put on the serious expression he had when interrogating the prisoner, "Be honest, why did you skip work suddenly?"

Pei Yuzhou was not at all afraid of the cold-faced Shen Que, he leaned against the door and said, "I thought you forgot."

Shen Zheng didn't talk to him, but just kept staring at Pei Yuzhou, afraid that he would be led astray by this little liar the moment he opened his mouth.

"Okay, I didn't say I wouldn't tell you," Pei Yuzhou, who inexplicably saw a bit of grievance in Shen Zheng, chuckled, and he turned the door open with his backhand, "What does it look like standing at the door, come in."

Shen Zheng: Why do you suddenly feel that your aura is a little lower?

"The temporary absence from work is because someone sent me a text message." Pei Yuzhou unlocked the phone and handed it to Shen Zheng, "Here, this is it."

Shen Zheng took the phone, and sure enough, he saw a text message from an unknown number at 03:30 in the afternoon, and the content of the text message was a picture.

A tombstone with no inscription.

"That's my mother's tomb," Pei Yuzhou added, noticing the surprised look in Shen Zheng's eyes, "There's nothing inside the tomb."

With his old man's strong desire for monopoly, how could he have his mother's ashes in his hands.

The reason why he built such an empty tomb without words in City B was to leave a thought for himself. Pei Yuzhou is a psychiatrist, and he clearly knows that his mental state is definitely not healthy, so this empty tomb is It became his spiritual sustenance to vent his emotions.

Whether it was crying, laughing, or cursing, Pei Yuzhou's things that could not be displayed in front of others were all buried in this tomb.

When he leaves the cemetery, he will be that gentle and powerful Doctor Pei again.

However, after living together with Shen Zheng, Pei Yuzhou seldom went to the empty tomb. The last time he went was because of Dong Jing's funeral, so he just happened to pass by.

Pei Yuzhou approached Shen Zheng, and pointed at the bunch of lilies next to the tombstone in the picture: "Look at this flower, it's that perverted handwriting."

"I was too young when my mother was alive, and my old man was speechless, so I still can't be sure what kind of entanglement my mother had with that pervert."

Pei Yuzhou withdrew his finger: "But that pervert is a lunatic, who knows if he dug this tomb on a whim, so I rushed over immediately after receiving the message."

"But when I arrived, I found that there was nothing unusual, but the class was all warped, so I simply went home to get some of my mother's old things." Pei Yuzhou looked up at Shen Zheng with sincerity in his eyes, "That's all, it's gone. "

Shen Zheng dropped the phone casually, and the phone drew a beautiful arc in the air, and landed accurately on the big soft bed in the room.

He straightened Pei Yuzhou's body: "Just send you a text message and go? Pei Yuzhou, do you take your own life seriously?"

"Of course I took it to heart," Pei Yuzhou blinked, "I haven't slept with you yet, how could I be willing to die?"

While the flame was still alive, Pei Yuzhou ignited another fire in Shen Zheng's heart without fear of death. He reached out and gently hooked the collar of Shen Zheng's home clothes, and slowly retreated to the bed step by step.

Shen Zheng held Pei Yuzhou's hand: "You are acting strange today."

Although Pei Yuzhou has always been very enthusiastic, the cat-like Dr. Pei likes to be seductive, and he will never behave like today... can't wait.

Shen Zheng thought about all the abnormalities of Pei Yuzhou today, and felt that he had found the reason: "Is it because of that dream?"

"No," Pei Yuzhou raised his head, and Shen Zheng could clearly see himself imprinted deep in the other's pupils, "It's because of you."

"I will also fly moths to the flame, Shen Zheng, you are my light."

Warm and enthusiastic, upright and brave, no matter what kind of environment he is in, he can shine a ray of light. This person is completely different from him who grew up in pain, blood and darkness.

Pei Yuzhou looked at Shen Zheng intently, obviously he was carrying the same hatred, how could this person look so clean?

Shen Zheng, you will never know that you are what I most wanted to be.

Shen Zheng was stunned, not only because of Pei Yuzhou's love words, but also because of the glint in the other party's eyes.

He hesitated and said, "...Zhouzhou?"

Pei Yuzhou seemed to think that he was too hypocritical, he pulled out the hand held by Shen Zheng, then leaned back, and threw himself heavily into the soft bedding.

"Shen Zheng," he blocked his eyes with his arm, "if you're a man, don't talk nonsense."

The clothes on Pei Yuzhou's body were a little messy because of his movements, and at this moment, a small narrow and strong waist was half-covered, silently luring the onlookers in front of it.

Shen Zheng's Adam's apple twitched.

In the next second, Pei Yuzhou felt his clothes being slowly untied. His body temperature was already cold. When Shen Zheng's warm caress fell on him, Pei Yuzhou couldn't help shivering comfortably. .

Like a cat that has been successfully groomed.

Shen Zheng's voice brushed past his ears: "I talk a lot of nonsense? Little ancestor, don't stop calling for a while."

Pei Yuzhou put down his hand covering his eyes: "I called you my ancestor."

Shen Zheng was completely amused by this little ancestor with red eyes and a stubborn mouth. He picked him up, and his pajamas, which had been almost taken off, slid off Pei Yuzhou's shoulders, revealing his jade-like flesh.

However, this is not what attracts Shen Zheng the most.

The beauty is skinny, but Pei Yuzhou is tall but well-proportioned. At this moment, he is leaning on Shen Zheng's shoulder, and the beautifully shaped butterfly bone undulates slightly with his breathing, like a bird docked on the other side. Birds on the body.

Intimate and affectionate.

Shen Zheng's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help biting Pei Yuzhou's fair neck, and his hands lingered on the butterfly bone.

"Um……"

The moment he was entered, Pei Yuzhou gasped involuntarily, and his manicured nails also left a few bright red scratches on Shen Zheng's body.

It hurt so much, but it was also satisfying, as if he had finally found the rope that could hold him, as if he had finally had his own connection with this world.

A living, vital connection.

Pei Yuzhou laughed silently, his blue eyes really turned from solid ice to lake water at this moment.

It's like the spring breaks suddenly, and it's like the ice and snow are just melting.

The color is like Chunhua.

He bit Shen Zheng's shoulder hard, causing the other party's movements to become more intense.

The spring night was short, and he was turned into a red wave. The pain and emptiness that had plagued Pei Yuzhou since he was born seemed to be completely filled at this moment.

I know why I can only take revenge in the most stupid way.

Because I can't lose you.

Shen Zheng, I want you.

only you.