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Mr. Ye's name is Ye Zhicheng, he is 32 years old this year, and he is a truly suave second-generation ancestor.

The old man of the Ye family had a son when he was young, and he was not willing to torture his own son when he was young, so he could only find Tang Zhiyan to keep him by his side so that he could help his son a lot in the future.

Tang Zhiyan has always done a good job. He was calm and restrained when he was young, and he was so pedantic. Mr. Ye knew in his heart that this child was reliable, and he could use it as he wanted, and probably there would be no hidden dangers in his life.

But Mr. Xiao didn't understand this. He was six years older than Tang Zhiyan, but he seemed to be only six years old when he was in the world.

Until the death of Mr. Ye eight years ago, Mr. Xiao's sky collapsed overnight. If Tang Zhiyan hadn't been there at that time, he might have been divided and devoured by a group of wolf-like relatives and subordinates.

After so many years, the second generation ancestor has finally grown up a bit, but he still doesn't have the half-perfect demeanor of his father.

Ye Zhicheng didn't know people well, but he didn't have the capacity to tolerate others. Seeing Tang Zhiyan's prestige in Ye's family getting higher and higher, he felt upset for not a day or two.

But fortunately, he wasn't confused to the end, and after thinking about how much he weighed, and Tang Zhiyan didn't seem to have any ambitions, the two of them got along quite happily.

In fact, if the truth is to be told, Tang Zhiyan's most rewarding item for his husband should be his unconventional good looks.

Ye Zhicheng is a face control, and he is also a natural crook. When he was 14 years old, he completed the mission and brought the eldest lady back to his father, and then threw himself into the sea of ​​male sex like he was having fun.

Tang Zhiyan looks fair and clean, with sharp eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips with light color and elegant edges and corners. Putting a face there is a painting. Ye Zhicheng was able to happily accept him as a gift to himself Pointing fingers, it is really fascinated to see the face.

It's a pity, young master Ye has been afraid of his father all his life, and he really doesn't have the guts to use any crooked tricks to lure the old man into bed.

Eight years have passed, and Ye Zhicheng's covetous heart has not diminished, but his fear and resentment have also increased day by day. He can no longer express any simple and pure feelings for Tang Zhiyan, and he rarely thinks of him dying and wishing him to die. The perennial confrontation is basically the same.

Under the huge pressure of the Qin family and the anger of the betrayal of the trusted person, the second emotion took the upper hand without any surprise.

He angrily threw Tang Zhiyan to the execution hall, not even in the mood to take a look.

But he couldn't help but think of that handsome face, and the smile that was always hanging on his lips habitually, and every time he thought of it, he would be furious again, throwing tables and bowls at home, but he couldn't vent his depression.

The eldest lady just ran away with the little boyfriend. After three days, he, the father, didn't find out.

Seeing that today was the day to make an appointment with the Qin family to deliver the goods, Ye Zhicheng had been sitting on the sofa in a daze for a long time, waiting in horror to see which of the Qin family's and Xingtang's phone would ring first.

After all, he is a worthless guy. Now that the last layer of protective umbrella has been torn off by himself, he can only cowardly wait for the fate to pronounce his sentence, like a quail waiting for the wind and rain with its neck curled up.

As people wished, the phone from China Unicom's Qin family rang first.

Ye Zhicheng didn't notice at all that it was three hours earlier than the scheduled time. His hand was shaking when he picked up the phone, wishing he could throw the microphone away as if it were a pack of explosives.

To be honest, although the Ye family is not as powerful as the Qin family, it is still a big family in the country. His cowardly behavior has really disgraced the face accumulated by generations of the Ye family.

"Mr. Ye?"

"……Yes."

There was a silence on the other side, obviously hearing the fear of being suppressed, but the secretary who called to express his happy cooperation couldn't understand why he got such a reaction.

However, he was only on a mission, and the mood of the mission object was not within his consideration.

"Our President Qin specifically asked me to thank you for your amazing speed. These three hours have provided us with great convenience. If there is any cooperation in the future, we will definitely give priority to Mrs. Ye. I wish you a lot of money. .”

"..."

"Do you have any questions? If everything is normal, the final payment of this transaction has been deposited into the account you provided. I am very happy to cooperate with your company."

"...Yes... Pleasant cooperation."

Hearing the words that this represented the end of the task, the secretary hung up the phone without delay.

Behind him, the man with extraordinary bearing raised his eyebrows and said, "How did he react?"

The secretary replied respectfully: "Boss Qin, Ye Zhicheng's tone is very strange, as if he is very guilty and frightened... In short, there is no sign of claiming credit at all."

The man sneered: "Sure enough, I guessed it right."

But he didn't continue talking, he just waved his hand to make the secretary back away, and lit a cigar himself.

The intoxicating smoke rose, and the man turned the leather chair to face the busy traffic outside the window, with an unpredictable expression on his face.

"Tang Zhiyan..." He let the name slowly pass between his lips and teeth like he was chewing tobacco, and then he laughed softly, "Fengqi Wutong...the pheasant hut in the Ye family, how can it accommodate you?"

At the same time, the Ye family mansion.

No matter how useless Ye Zhicheng was, he finally felt something was wrong.

He thought of Tang Zhiyan who had been thrown in the torture hall for four days, and suddenly felt palpitations.

The goods arrived... how could the goods arrive?What was the group that the Li family robbed?Tang Zhiyan... What the hell did Tang Zhiyan do!

"...Sir." Ye Zhicheng sat on the sofa in confusion, but the housekeeper suddenly came behind him.

He was startled, and turned to look at the old man behind him, as if he was still immersed in his own thoughts and couldn't get out.

The old butler raised his voice: "Sir!"

He doesn't like this little gentleman very much, but he is also the master's flesh and blood, and his attitude is usually very respectful.

It's just that this time, there was such a big mess in the Ye family. As the helmsman, he threw his closest deputy to such a place without asking any questions, which really chilled the old housekeeper.

He also watched the master train Tang Zhiyan from the beginning. Who would not like and trust Tang Zhiyan who grew up watching Tang Zhiyan?

He was the most trustworthy person in the world.

"What... what's wrong?"

The old housekeeper thought to himself that the mud could not support the wall, and handed him the envelope in his hand: "The letter just came in from outside..." The old man hesitated for a moment, then sighed, "It's the people under Zhiyan, you let them It's almost caught, this one escaped so easily, just to send you a letter."

Ye Zhicheng's throat suddenly felt dry. He looked at the white envelope in fear, but he didn't have the courage to open it.

The old housekeeper persuaded: "Just take a look... Zhiyan just gave him the letter before the accident, and told him that he would deliver it to you anyway. What if... what if it has something to do with this incident?"

Ye Zhicheng opened the envelope with trembling hands.

Inside is a glossy black mobile hard drive.

A guess suddenly floated in his mind, and this guess made him panic so much that he couldn't breathe.

But he finally stuffed the hard drive into the computer, and the image of his daughter kissing one of his men jumped out.

……

With a "bang", Ye Zhicheng's fist slammed hard on the screen, cracks spread like a spider's web at the place where the force was applied, and blood flowed down the fist, but he didn't realize it.

What the Qin family said, who were still puzzled just now, can't be more obvious now!

"I see... I see! Beast! What a beast!"

The old butler was worried about another thing. He grabbed Ye Zhicheng's arm and pleaded, "Sir... Sir, the words are still there! You can do it..."

Ye Zhicheng trembled all over, as if he had been punched in the head, he was stunned.

He... How could he have the face to face Tang Zhiyan again?He handed him over to the butcher Dulan without giving him a chance to argue. How could he not know what kind of person Dulan was!

His daughter betrayed him and teamed up with his old enemy to put him to death, but Tang Zhiyan, who was the only one who saw through this, was only thinking of him, and tried every means to deliver the goods, but he was thrown into the torture hall!

What kind of prestige, what kind of resentment... Tang Zhiyan was not worthy of his own guesses. He was just the boy in plain clothes and picturesque, following his father, looking at his eyes full of gratitude and intimacy.

Ye Zhicheng collapsed on the sofa trembling, buried his face in his palms, and burst into tears like a child.

"Sir..." the housekeeper tugged on his arm, and he was also in tears, "I know you are suffering, but I can ask you to save me...Where, there is no place for people to be there, sir..."

Ye Zhicheng jumped up as if being stabbed by a needle, and shouted like crazy while running to the door: "Get the car ready! Come on, someone, get me the car!"

No... Tang Zhiyan, you can't do anything!I will never allow you to have an accident!

Don't you always say that your life is tough!Aren't you the most omnipotent!How could you just fall down like this... I committed such a stupid crime this time, why don't you come and fix the aftermath for me! ?

Ye Zhicheng was fidgeting in the speeding luxury car, and couldn't help imagining Tang Zhiyan's situation.

Will he hate me... He will definitely, but I treat him like this...

No... He definitely won't, how could he hate me, ha...

What's going to happen to him... four more days in that damn place... oh my god...

No... nothing will happen, the words are always strong, four or five thugs can't get close...

But his technique is powerful... but his body doesn't seem to be particularly strong...

Endless thoughts exploded in Ye Zhicheng's mind, almost exploding his chest. He remembered how he coldly refused Tang Zhiyan's request to see him a few days ago, as if he had been slapped dozens of times. Like a slap in the face, his face was burning with pain.

He must have wanted to tell me the truth at that time, how could I be stingy even to see him?

Maybe he's just worried that I won't know the inside story and get hurt...

When you hate a person, every move he makes will make you sick, and you will unconsciously distort any of his actions, thinking that there is nothing about him that is not annoying.

But when you start to know that no matter what he does, it is for you... When this disgust turns into endless guilt and love, you will also find various reasons for him, convincing yourself that everything he does is like a saint Pure and beautiful.

What's the use, the two emotions are not different in the end, both are nothing more than solid evidence of the self-whitening of selfish people.

The car finally stopped, and Ye Zhicheng got out of the car. Facing the cold and tall building in front of him, his legs softened for a while.

But he stepped in after all - within the scope of what he could do, he could no longer bear to make Tang Zhiyan suffer even a second longer.