Fatal temptation

At the same time, he was a little bit chilled. After all, all the classmates from back then had set foot on the road of no return.

As a young boy of more than ten years ago, how can he not recognize that the other protagonist in the photo is Zhan Qi who has turned against him.

How could Zhan Qi get involved with Yu Ming?Is it true as stated in the post?

If this is really the case, then in the past few years when he went abroad, the private lives of those people were much more chaotic than he imagined.

Zhan Qi, Zhan Qi...

What kind of deal did you do behind the scenes?

People like them do a lot of nasty things on weekdays, but as long as they don't touch the bottom line, their family members will usually help to settle them.

When things get uneven, things will really get worse.

In fact, Cheng Simu had a vague guess in his heart, but he still refused to believe that Zhan Qi would be so bold.

Thinking of the birthday banquet two days later, he couldn't help but sighed.At that time, he will go to the banquet with his parents and elder brother, and all ghosts and monsters will definitely come to him.

However, after staying abroad for ten years, can he really adapt?

Even if you don't adapt, you have to adapt.He let out a slow breath.

What about Jiang Yiran?He will also participate.

Speaking of which, the two hadn't seen each other since he was discharged from the hospital.

He had a premonition that this birthday banquet would be very exciting, and something might even happen.

Cheng Simu thought for a while, then made a call, "Sue, let Tony come in."

Tony is his male assistant, and even his right-hand man. If there is anything that is inconvenient to look up on the surface, he will tell him.

"Boss, are you looking for me?"

"Help me find someone to identify whether the two paintings are from the same person."

Tony followed the gaze of his boss and saw two oil paintings on the table, one was signed by Gu Feifei, and the other was signed by Jiang Yiran.

"Boss, this is not..."

Jiang Yiran drew it for him.

Cheng Simu has always cherished it very much and would not show it easily.Unexpectedly, this time it was finally taken out, but he was asked to take it for identification.

Could it be that the boss's feelings for Mr. Jiang are not as deep as he thought?

"Is there any problem with this painting?" He asked cautiously.

"No problem, just a little doubt."

"But……"

"Tony, you're out of range."

"Yes." Tony's heart trembled, knowing that he had stepped on the boss's bottom line, he didn't dare to say anything, so he went to take the two oil paintings silently, bowed and retreated.

After Tony left, Cheng Simu dared to relax and let the whole person fall into the boss chair.

It's not that he is suspicious, it's just that the oil painting is now a vital clue that cannot be broken, there must be a link to connect them.

But the reality is that two oil paintings depicting the death scene have already appeared, but the painter Gu Feifei disappeared from everyone's sight as if he had evaporated from the world. In other words, it was as if he had never appeared in the world before. The school could not find any clues.

It is only found that he is very withdrawn, hardly going to class, and just stays in his own studio all day long.Not to mention the same major, even classmates and tutors may not remember what he looks like, but only vaguely remember that he was wearing big, round black-rimmed glasses, which almost covered most of his face, and his bangs were very long, covering his eyes.

And he disappeared as soon as he graduated, and no one knows where he went.Let's go to his hometown, he has no father and no mother, he is an orphan, let's go to the orphanage where he was taken in since he was a child, a fire has already burned the place clean.

All in all, that person is truly a mystery.

There are too few traces of his existence in the world, making it impossible for people to start.

It was also by chance that Cheng Simu got a piece of Gu Feifei's study in school, and accidentally compared it with Jiang Yiran, and felt that the two's painting styles were indescribably similar.

Of course, those who came out of the same school and learned from the same mentor, it makes sense that the style of painting has been inherited in one continuous line.

But Cheng Simu just felt that it was strange that he couldn't tell.And sometimes, once doubt arises, he will choke in his throat.

So he finally decided to find out.If it turns out that it really has nothing to do with Jiang Yiran, then I can breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, Cheng Simu really didn't want to stand in a hostile position with Jiang Yiran unless it was absolutely necessary.

Then he won't be able to stand it... really can't stand it.

Ten years, he has liked someone for ten years.Come to think of it, God wouldn't treat him so cruelly.

Of course, not only Cheng Simu, but also Changjing Zhanjia were worried about the continuous ferment of online incidents.

Obviously, as Zhan Qi's own father, he certainly recognized the man lying on top of the woman with his naked face covered in mosaics as his son at a glance.

Zhan Zheng was so angry that he almost threw the laptop on his son's head.

"This is what you call processing?!"

"Father...Father...I don't know what's going on! I obviously deleted all those photos without leaving a single one! I don't know how these appeared... Someone must be targeting the Zhan family! "

"It's up to you! What I'm asking is, why can't you do things more cleanly? Leave such a big handle! How could I, Zhan Zheng, give birth to a son like you?!"

"What, what's the matter?"

"Didn't you let someone do Yu Ming's death?"

"I didn't! Who knows why she died suddenly! I haven't had time to make a move yet."

"What? It's not you?!" Zhan Zheng stood up from his chair in shock.

"What is me? Father, I still have to ask you! Did you do it?"

"Me? A joke!" Zhan Zheng would do it himself, unless he not only did not want the position of Minister of Land and Resources, but also his life.

"Then...who moved the hand?"

Both father and son stopped talking, and the study room fell silent for a while, only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.

"Dad... Do you think it will be..." He said the last two words very softly. If there was no sound in the study room at this time, Zhan Zheng might not have heard it.

He was furious, "Shut up! I could save you ten years ago, and I can still do it now!"

"Father...Father..." Zhan Qi has never seen such a temper tantrum from his gentle and elegant father in the past [-] years. It must be that this time he really touched his back.

Zhan Qi didn't dare to say anything for a while, so he could only say yes.He understands that the only thing he can rely on at this moment is the omnipotent father in front of him in his heart.

If he let his grandfather know about this matter, instead of helping him, he might personally turn him over to the judiciary.

Fortunately, my grandfather had faded out of politics ten years ago.