Dangerous Secret

After Shouyang published this article, he turned off his mobile phone, didn't read the comments under the article, and didn't care how much repercussions this article would arouse. Fong K's brothers made it.

Shouyang still has a few artistic cells in his bones. The invitation card he designed is quite elegant. The appearance is a three-dimensional abstract white rose with bumps and convexes.After opening it, inside was the wedding photo of Shouyang and Gu Zhihang, chic and elegant.

Black Fang K's brother carefully chose the material with a hint of rose fragrance for the invitation card, which won the first praise.

Shouyang wrote a good handwriting that is very proud of, so naturally he wrote the invitation.

Although they had already held their wedding in Dongdu, there were only Shouyang's brothers and moths there, and they also needed to hold a wedding banquet in City A.

Not too many people need to be invited to the wedding banquet, except for some of Ping Shu's hard-charging old friends, they are basically Gu Zhihang's very good personal friends and a few stable partners in the business field, and of course, all the staff of Gubenos .

Gu Benosi's previous actions of rebelling against the board of directors and making a joint statement greatly exceeded Gu Zhihang and Shouyang's expectations. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved. Even Gu Zhihang never thought that he didn't take it very seriously. Thoughts can actually make the top ten secretaries do this step with all their heart and responsibilities, let alone the employees of Gubenos who will give them such great support!

There were hundreds of copies of Guanggu Benos' invitations, and when they finally finished writing, Shouyang's hands were almost broken.A large box full of invitations seemed particularly fulfilling. Shouyang rubbed his sore and sore right wrist, but still sat at the table without standing up, looking at the blank sheet in front of him with only one word written on it. Invitations are rare.

There is only one surname written on this invitation, but this simple word has lost the chicness of the writer in the past.The strokes are a little heavy and a little stiff, as if a lot of effort was used to carve them one stroke at a time, but in the end, the force was too much, which revealed the trembling mind of the writer and became a failure.

Thin lips pursed a little, eyes wobbled a little, Shouyang held the pen and didn't put it down, not knowing whether he should follow his own mind or not.

He wanted to send a copy of the invitation to Luo Minliang.

That person was his biological father after all, without him attending the wedding, Shouyang always felt that there was a void in his heart.

After looking at the invitation for a while, Shouyang became inexplicably irritable, grabbed the invitation randomly and threw it into the wastebasket, stood up distractedly, and turned on the computer casually.

The front pages of news on major websites were still full of news reports about his marriage with Gu Zhihang abroad and the article he published. How many days have been reported endlessly.

Throwing himself hard on the bed, he raised his head and rested his hands on his head, frowning and trying to calm himself down.

The mobile phone is always turned off, and no one can disturb him.

However, Ping Shu is different.

"Yangyang?" Ping Shu knocked on the door and walked into the room, looking at Shouyang who was rarely too quiet, hesitant to speak.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Shouyang sat up and put away his irritability.

Ping Shu hesitated for a long time, but had to tell him, "Yes—General Xie."

Shouyang's face sank, and he immediately understood what it meant.

Ping Shu was a little worried, "Xie's family, I have already called several times. General Xie wants to see you. Do you—do you want to visit Xie's house?" When she called, she lost her temper on the phone, and even she herself was reprimanded bloody!

"I'll go." Shouyang stood up, he had already guessed that the old-fashioned Xie Qingshi would not agree to his marriage, as expected!

It's just that Shouyang's already bad mood got worse, which made Ping Shu even more worried, "Ahang is leaving get off work soon, you can go together when he comes back!"

But obviously, Xie Qingshi didn't want to see Gu Zhihang.

Xie Shifeng, who was rarely at home, hadn't raised his eyebrows since Shouyang and Gu Zhihang entered the door, "Yangyang, you guys are too nonsense!"

Even Zong Ping looked at Shouyang with unsightly eyes, and then glared at Gu Zhihang with disapproval on his face.

Shouyang smiled indifferently, and walked upstairs to the study consciously, "Yeah, I've been messing around for so many years, but I don't know what identity my uncle used to accuse me, the secretary of the municipal party committee of city A, or the one who was kicked out. The eldest brother of the mother who died young because no one cares about the family?"

"Yangyang?!" Xie Shifeng's face turned pale, and he couldn't believe that Shouyang was so sharp and harsh when he spoke.

"Yangyang, how can you talk like that?" Zong Ping, who had always been impatient, immediately complained for her husband, "Your uncle is all for you..."

"Ping," Xie Shifeng interrupted her, "Go and do your work first."

Zong Ping opened her mouth and looked at Xie Shifeng's serious face. Although she was a little bit unwilling, she still nodded and went back to the room.

The new house of Xie Yueyun's family has been renovated, and the whole family has moved out. Only Xie Qingshi, Xie Shifeng and his wife, and the eldest son Xie Chengji, who has never been married, are left in the Xie family.

The antique decorated living room was depressingly quiet, Gu Zhihang was sitting on the sofa beside him drinking the fragrant black tea, he didn't seem to care about Shouyang going up alone, and at the same time he didn't open his mouth to speak, he knew that Xie Shifeng would definitely The first to speak.

The upstairs door was closed, and no sound could be heard from inside.

Downstairs in the living room, the fragrant tea brewed on the table unconsciously emits a curl of heat.

"Xiao Gu," Xie Shifeng said in a slightly deep tone after deliberating for a long time, "It can be seen from the fact that you have managed Gubenos so well over the years that you are not a careless person. This time, aren't you? Has the horse stumbled?"

Gu Zhihang smiled nonchalantly, and put down the beautiful milky white tea cup, "Uncle Xie is not me, let alone Yang, so why did you conclude that our marriage was a hasty decision?"

"Where's Ping Shu? Does she agree with you?"

"My mother's thoughts are very simple. She just wants her son and the orphans of best friends and sisters to live a happy life, instead of becoming a reproductive tool for reproduction."

In recent years, almost no one has spoken to Xie Shifeng with such sharp and sarcastic language. Xie Shifeng's face was a little heavy, but he controlled himself well, "Xiao Gu is a businessman, I think a businessman should be very good at both ways."

"Uncle Xie is involved in politics. I think officials always pay attention to dealing with emergencies directly and effectively." Gu Zhihang retorted without hesitation.

With obvious choking sounds one after another, Xie Shifeng squinted his eyes, and then re-examined the young man sitting opposite him, whose aura was not lost at all, "You seem to have a lot of opinions on me, or you have a problem with the entire Xie family. Everyone has an opinion."

"Uncle Xie is worrying too much," Gu Zhihang raised his legs impolitely, and looked away, "I am a junior, and even more of an outsider, so what right do I have to complain about the illustrious Xie family? I just saw my lover's innocence It’s not worth it for him to write all the wedding invitations and get the news that the so-called family members are against it.”

"Little Gu," Xie Shifeng's eyes turned cold, "It's a little too much."

"Excessive?" Gu Zhihang sneered, "Since my lover was born, except for my mother who died young, I have never had any family members. I have lived without anyone for 23 years. I am about to get married after becoming famous, but suddenly the so-called family members interfere with his private life. , Uncle Xie, tell me, what should I do so that it is not too much?"

"This is a private matter of our Xie family!" Xie Shifeng's face was very ugly, "You are off the rails!"

"Uncle Xie, don't get angry. I'm not interested in the affairs of Xie's family, and I believe my wife is even less interested." Gu Zhihang's indifferent face was full of indifference, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his half-smile eyes, "It's just that I'm very happy now. I am interested in sharing with Uncle Xie about my lover’s life experiences over the years, but I don’t know if Uncle Xie wants to hear it.”

Gu Zhihang had a smile on his lips, but his eyes were a little cold.

He knows Shouyang too well, and he is extremely affectionate but also extremely ruthless. For the Xie family who have only extended a loving hand to him in recent years, Shouyang is willing to treat them as blood relatives who occasionally ask for warmth. When his mother needed help the most, she chose the indifferent relatives. If they touch his bottom line, Shouyang will let them know how little they hold in his heart—even, they are dispensable!

"I disagree!"

In the quiet study room on the second floor, Xie Qingshi slammed his hand heavily on the dark brown solid wood table, making a loud "bang", which made the books, paper and pens on the table tremble violently.

"Well, I knew about it when my grandpa called my mother and said he wanted to see me." Shouyang stood in front of the big bookcase with one hand in his pocket, and fiddled with the antique bronze on the shelf of the bookcase with the other. sword.

The lighting in this study is very good. Although there is a large balcony outside, the leaves in the yard downstairs almost extend to the balcony, densely covering the scorching sun in summer, but it will not affect the bright sky. The whole study is clear. Refreshing, quiet and comfortable.

However, the temperature in the room is a bit high at the moment, although Xie Qingshi's majestic and almost crushing aura has no effect on Shouyang, but the uncomfortable mood can make him feel the hot and dry air.

Shouyang's eyes were mocking, so what about blood relationship?He has survived all these years, relying on himself and the TOP bastards, not the Xie family, who has been watching him and Xie Yu for many years and is only now expressing their affection and love!

"I won't let you marry a man! This is, this is (transforming) the other side state! This is a mental illness!..." Xie Qingshi was so angry that his face was ashen, "You! As long as I am still alive, the Xie family I will never allow you to marry a man!"

"Xie's family?" Shouyang's voice was a little playful, and his slender fingers stroked the blade of the bronze sword, "I'm not from the Xie family. What does it have to do with me if the Xie family allows it or not?"

"Yang Yang?!"

Shouyang's expression was very casual, but this kind of casualness seemed so indifferent under such circumstances. He lowered his head and glanced at his fingers that were not even stained with dust, and then withdrew his hand. Now that I’m home, grandpa should be happy for me, even if he doesn’t bless me, he should just ignore me like before.”

"I'm your grandfather! This is your home!" Xie Qingshi's voice was thick with anger, and Shouyang's playful voice made him angry, "You don't want me to ignore marriage matters!"

"My home?" Shouyang smiled coldly, put his hand with the bronze sword into his trouser pocket, turned around, and walked slowly towards Xie Qingshi step by step with steady steps, "Grandpa, a person who is a little girl because of face The family that drove my mother out of the house, ignored her, and allowed her to die of illness before the age of 30, what kind of mentality do you think I should use to face this family?"

"You!" Xie Qingshi, who had never been contradicted before, turned livid with anger, and suddenly raised his right hand.

Shouyang didn't hide, he didn't even move his eyes, he looked at Xie Qingshi whose lips were trembling with anger, as if looking at a stranger.

The big hand that was raised high did not come down.

The young child in front of him with a familiar charm that made him feel distressed suddenly reminded him of the same young face that cried and begged him many years ago!

Xie Qingshi's eyes were burning hot.

Back then, in his rage, he slapped Xie Yu hard. Because of this, the thin Xie Yu almost had a miscarriage!

After so many years, the child who was almost knocked out by his slap grew into the young man who was not afraid of any wind and rain, let alone himself, and came to fight against him again!

Xie Qingshi couldn't do anything about the scene that seemed to be similar.

This face with a similar charm is not Xie Yu, he is more stubborn than Xie Yu, and most importantly, his unfeeling makes Xie Qingshi chill!

His grandson, his only grandson, the only blood left in this world by his poor daughter who was sent by a white-haired man to a black-haired man, actually looked at him with such indifferent eyes and told him that this was not his home!

Xie Qingshi shivered and put down his hands, his eyes were bloodshot, "You!...You, bastard! Sinister! Where's your conscience?!"

"Grandpa was wrong. I'm not an animal. I just grew up as a social scum because I was never cared for or taught since I was a child."

Shouyang's face was a little pale, but the cold blood became clearer. A pair of big and long eyes very similar to Xie Yu looked at the sparrows flying from the balcony outside the window to enjoy the shade, "Grandpa, tell me, a young How can an orphan who has no father, no mother, no family and no relatives not become a sinner?"

"Shouyang?!" Xie Qingshi's lips changed color, and he kept clapping his hands on the table, "How could your mother give birth to... you unfilial son?!"

"Yeah, how could my mother give birth to me as an unfilial son." Shouyang turned his back indifferently, "My mother is very filial and never disobeyed my grandfather, but she was kicked out of the house just the same? Grandpa, is filial piety useful? You Did you think about my mother’s filial piety when you drove her out and didn’t want her? Did you think about her filial piety when you let her live hard on the support of friends? You watched her get sick all the year round until she died of illness and didn’t care about her Did you ever think about her filial piety?"

Shouyang's tone was always calm, but the almost cold voice was so sharp that it hurt to bear, "My mother is very filial, and everyone knows that when you kicked her out of the house and left her to die of illness alone, she is still the same. I don't hate you, I don't blame you, but you are such a filial daughter, but you are willing to force her to death cruelly and indifferently!

Grandpa, tell me, why should I follow in my mother's footsteps and be a filial son? "

Xie Qingshi's face became paler and paler, he stood with half-open mouth holding on to the table with difficulty, Shouyang's words were almost a huge shock that he couldn't accept.

He has been a soldier all his life and has made great achievements in battle. He will inevitably be self-willed when he is old, but no one has ever dared to disobey him, let alone criticize him.Today, he was told word by word by his own grandson that his daughter was forced to death by his own indifference and ruthlessness!

Xie Qingshi trembled so much that he could hardly stand upright, his knees bent forward uncontrollably a few times, and then he slumped heavily on the chair behind him, with no blood on his face, as if he had become old in an instant. The heart trembles when people see it.

"Grandpa," Shouyang didn't look back to see how the old man behind him had been stimulated by himself, "I came back because of my mother's will before she died of illness. In my whole life, I didn't have the participation of Xie's family since I was a child. There is no bondage from the Xie family, so grandpa and my marriage also hope that the Xie family will not interfere."

After closing the door, Shouyang squinted his eyes for a while and watched the dazzling orange sunset slanting in from the window.

He knew that he was a heartless and cruel person. No one could stop him from doing what he wanted to do, and no one had the power to stop him.

"Yangyang..." Seeing Shouyang coming down alone, Xie Shifeng stood up, his expression stopped talking.

Shouyang glanced at Xie Shifeng's complexion, which was no better than Xie Qingshi's. He didn't know how his man had stimulated the Party Secretary of City A, who was overwhelmed by Mount Tai, into such a pale face.

"Since the Xie family disagrees, the invitations will not be sent to uncle and grandpa." Shouyang still showed that lightly indifferent look, as if not inviting his only blood relatives in this world to the wedding banquet is nothing but a trivial matter For a small matter, I looked up at the study room on the second floor with the door closed, and Shouyang reminded me with a rare conscience, "Uncle, let's go up and see Grandpa, we're going back."

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Having dinner quietly, neither Shouyang nor Gu Zhihang mentioned what happened at Xie's house today.

Ping Shu didn't ask any questions, she believed in the abilities of her son and daughter-in-law.

As if nothing had happened, Ping Shu thought of something, "Yangyang, I think we should send an invitation to Luo Mingliang." Ping Shu's voice was very casual, as if she didn't see the crumpled card in the trash can. Only wrote an invitation with the word "Luo".

Shouyang's hand holding the chopsticks tightened for a moment, and immediately yelled with dissatisfaction on his face, "What do you want him to do? It's not fun for yourself!" Shouyang's tone was full of impatience, but his heart was hanging high. Bang bang non-stop.

Shao Wen, who didn't know what happened, raised his eyelids and looked at the three of them when he heard this, his thoughts changed very quickly.

"At least I gave birth to you, he's not benevolent, we can't be unrighteous," Ping Shu said seemingly seriously, but in fact her tone was very casual, "Otherwise I would feel that I married you, my daughter-in-law, behind his back. Come in."

Shouyang blushed and yelled at Pingshu, "Mom! I'm a man, not a daughter-in-law!"

Gu Zhihang also nodded his head in agreement, "I think it's good to marry his son in front of him." Although he didn't know why Ping Shu suddenly mentioned this, but due to emotion and reason, Gu Zhihang also felt that Luo Minliang should be invited to the wedding banquet, " It is more reasonable to invite Liao Yuean together."

"It's a pity that Wei Yibai is a traitor, otherwise it would be even more relieved to invite him together." Ping Shu looked at Shouyang with eyes full of mischief, "Yangyang, the head master of the Triad Society, Wei Yibai, But your godfather! You have a good relationship with the bastard surnamed Luo!"

Shouyang felt a little hot and complicated in his heart, but it didn't show on his face, he hummed reluctantly, lowered his head and ate slowly.

"You guys know how to bully people." Shao Wen, who had been silent all this time, glanced at Shouyang, then at the mother and son of the Gu family who were singing together, and pretended to shake his head, "It seems that I can't attend this wedding banquet!"

After hearing this, Shouyang looked up at Shao Wen and raised his eyebrows.

Shao Wen had a resentful look on his face, "It's not your bastard father! Back then you played the trick of 'Luo Yu is dead' so that Luo Mingliang couldn't get sick, and the triads entrusted me with a lot of money to see me. But at that moment, you were having trouble with this guy (Gu Zhihang), how could I care about the life and death of Luo? So I refused. Who knows if they will wait for an opportunity to retaliate when they see me!"

Shouyang's eyes trembled. At first, he only heard Fang Shuhua mention that Luo Minliang fell ill after returning to China, but he didn't know that the man fell ill because of his "death". He seemed to be indifferent, "Who in China knows you?"

"You can't say that." Shao Wen was suddenly unhappy, "I am also the chief physician of the internationally renowned Boston Royal College of Medicine, and there are many people who know me!"

After talking about protecting his own image, Shao Wen felt that it was time to "express his position" to fuel the flames and stimulate Shouyang, and by the way gave him a psychological step down, and sighed pretendingly, "Poor Luo Mingliang, I feel a little sympathetic to him. I bet that Luo Minliang will definitely come to the wedding banquet based on what you said before because of his guilt towards you! In the future, if Yang’s identity is known, I think Luo Minliang’s face can turn green! Marry his son with his own hands. What an aggrieved thing to go out! Shu, you have made a lot of money! You got a son who was given away for nothing! One arrow kills more birds!"

"Of course!" Ping Shu glanced at Shouyang who was eating food slowly with his head lowered, then calmly picked up food for Gu Zhihang, and "accidentally" touched Gu Zhihang's bowl by the way.

How could Gu Zhihang not know what his mother meant?Besides, Gu Zhihang still clearly remembers what he said on the wedding night in Dongdu.

There's no way this stubborn monster wouldn't want Luo Minliang to come to her wedding!

Putting some of Shouyang's favorite dishes, Gu Zhihang summed it up in a casual tone, "When writing the invitation, let's also write a copy for Luo Mingliang, after all, it's all father-in-law, we are juniors, we can't be as knowledgeable as the elders! "

"You child, how do you talk?" Ping Shu, who is also an elder, immediately reached out to touch Gu Zhihang's forehead.

Shouyang laughed gloatingly when he saw his man being deflated and trained.

Therefore, under the "forced pressure" of the number of three to one, it was unanimously decided that a copy of the wedding invitation must be sent to Luo Minliang.

After dinner, Gu Zhihang sent Shouyang to write the invitation, and then went to Pingshu's room to discuss the matter of the board of directors.

The other invitations had already been written, and it was rare for Shouyang to sit in front of the table in a daze.