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The Huaixin Building was filled with a deserted atmosphere that had never been seen before. Song Wenyuan sat on a wicker chair and read a book quietly. After looking at the side for a while, he said in a muffled voice, "You have already gestured 33 times, why are you so boring?"

Without raising his head, Hong Yang picked up a patch of paper and placed it on the damaged area to make gestures, "You can just sit here and watch me make gestures 33 times, who is bored?"

"..." Kang Tianzhen sighed, wandered around the room boringly, grabbed Song Wenyuan's sleeve, and tugged hard.

Song Wenyuan looked up at him, "What?"

"I'm hungry." Kang Tianzhen looked at him with a cute face, blinking his eyes brightly, "I came to see you early in the morning. I haven't had breakfast yet. If you don't believe me, touch my belly."

Song Wenyuan laughed and rubbed his hair, "What do you want to eat?"

"Tofu! Shrimp dumplings! Soup dumplings! Beef pot stickers! Steamed dumplings with willow leaves!!!"

"...Then let's go, go to the Braised Cuisine Building," Song Wenyuan put the book away, and said to Hong Yang, "Tianzhen and I are going to have breakfast, and the store is temporarily handed over to you."

Hong Yang didn't raise his head, he raised his left hand high and gestured an OK.

It was no longer meal time, there were no customers in the stewed restaurant, Kang Tianzhen sat in the private seat in front of the window, and clattered out a long list of dish names to the waiter.

The waiter smiled and said, "So much? Where's Xiao Song?"

Song Wenyuan held a water glass, took a sip of tea, and said calmly, "I'm waiting to eat his leftovers."

The waiter smiled knowingly, picked up the menu and left briskly.

Kang Tianzhen lay on the table and fiddled with the bowls and chopsticks. After a while, she looked up at him, "The aura between you and Brother Hong Yang was very strange just now."

"What kind of weird method?"

"You don't care about anyone."

Song Wenyuan frowned slightly, "When I was negotiating with Huang Xingyun just now, I felt that he was already tempted. I must firmly express my attitude and make him realize that he must never make an idea of ​​"The Valley of Splendid Flowers."

Kang Tianzhen thought for a while, and said seriously, "It's not good for you, and he will hate you. It seems that you are still Chinese partners, but in fact, a rift has already arisen."

"Otherwise? Sell "Valley of Splendid Ten Thousand Flowers" to others according to his ideas?" Song Wenyuan sneered, "Who would be the one who can make Huang Xingyun a broker? I think it is Ken Bud in all likelihood!"

Listening to his angry words, Kang Tianzhen shrank his neck. On the issue of Huaixinlou's collection of books, Song Wenyuan was like a vigilant hedgehog, with spikes all over his body erected, stabbing at anyone who dared to raise his beak without hesitation.

The waiter started to serve the food, Kang Tianzhen ate the buns without any further words.

It was an excuse to go out to eat. Kang Tianzhen ate two crab roe buns and drank half a bowl of vermicelli soup, and he was full. Song Wenyuan took the leftovers and started eating.

"Let me ask Xiaoxiao to check it out," Kang Tianzhen fiddled with a marinated egg with his chopsticks, "see who is behind the idea of ​​"Valley of Splendid Flowers", so we can take precautions early, in case it is really Kembard, It’s definitely not going to end that easily.”

Within two days, Wang Sanxiao's investigation results came out, and Huang Xingyun was entrusted to lobby, and it was indeed Ken Bud who was right.

"It's this old devil that's going to be troublesome," Wang Sanxiao said to Kang Tianzhen on the phone, "This old guy has a lot of money and hides in the dark, you don't know when he will jump out and bite you, really , you have to be careful."

"It's none of my business?" Kang Tianzhen didn't take it seriously, "The "Valley of Splendid Flowers" is not in my hands."

"You are Song Wenyuan's concubine."

"Put your paralyzed bullshit on!" Kang Tianzhen yelled, "You're the only concubine, you're Mr. Wei's concubine!"

"Hehe, he is so beautiful," Wang San smiled noblely and coldly, "Uncle, I am such a tall mountain flower that is thin but not gorgeous, gorgeous but not bewitching, and bewitching but not evil, how many foolish men and women are fascinated by me, My brain is full of maggots, how about giving him an upstart?"

"...Wang Youcai," Kang Tianzhen said seriously, "Your family genetic disease is more serious."

Wang San laughed and scolded, "Fuck your mother's family hereditary disease! Don't call me Wang Youcai!"

"Inflated self-confidence syndrome, the specific symptoms are shameless shame, blind self-confidence, and brashness," Kang Tianzhen said, "The clinical treatment suggestion is to find a man and do it until you can't speak."

"Believe it or not, I'll give you an aphrodisiac tonight?"

Kang Tianzhen was overjoyed all of a sudden, and called out excitedly, "Come on quickly, I can't wait!!!"

Wang Sanxiao dropped the phone annoyed, Mahler Gobi's actually lost to the pig opposite him in morals, what a shame!

After Dou Sheng became a child, Kang Tian was refreshed and went to find Song Wenyuan, proudly announcing, "Wang Sanxiao suggested that you protect me!"

Song Wenyuan had just finished taking a shower and was brushing his hair. Hearing this, he was taken aback, "What?"

"If Kenbad can't buy "Valley of Splendid Ten Thousand Flowers", he will definitely be the one to do it. Besides your father, the closest person around you is me." Kang Tianzhen proudly puffed out his chest, "As your beloved mistress, he must Will start with me."

Song Wenyuan laughed angrily, "Is this something to be proud of?"

"Why not?" Kang Tianzhen drew a dog's tail circle on his strong chest, slid down along the muscles, and reached into the towel on his waist, "It means that you have a deep love for me, and everyone knows that you love me ah!"

He played with the big baby with a bath towel in a tricky manner, squeezed it hard with a smirk, Song Wenyuan gasped suddenly, his eyes became hot, and he looked at him with a smile, "Is it fun?"

Kang Tianzhen nodded with a straight face, "It's okay."

"Then I'll make it more fun for you," Song Wenyuan hugged him, and with two flexible fingers, he removed his pants, revealing the underwear with the red panda printed on it.

Kang Tianzhen yelled, "Ah, rascal!"

"There are even more rascals," Song Wenyuan patted his buttocks, picked him up, and strode towards the bedroom.

With his head down, Kang Tianzhen clawed wildly with his hands, yelling, "Help, help, you are robbing a good family..."

Song Wenyuan laughed.

In the dead of night, Kang Tianzhen was tired from playing, and fell asleep on the pillow, but Song Wenyuan opened his eyes, looked at his satisfied sleeping face, his eyes were deep, and seriously thought about whether he should hire some bodyguards for Kang Tianzhen, after all, he would Bud is not an ordinary person, he dares to use any dirty tricks.

Early the next morning, the two of them were still in a good sleep, when suddenly the phone rang loudly, Kang Tianzhen squirmed, and pushed Song Wenyuan's face feebly, "Phone..."

"Well," Song Wenyuan hugged him, reached out and grabbed the mobile phone on the bedside table, squinted his sleepy eyes, glanced over, and connected, "Hello, Hong Yang?"

"Wen Yuan, your father has been kidnapped," came Hong Yang's eager voice.

Song Wenyuan was startled, "What?"

"As soon as I opened the store this morning, I saw an envelope stuffed under the door, with a photo inside," Hong Yang said, "I'll upload it to you on WeChat."

Song Wenyuan said in a deep voice, "I'll go to the store right away." He lifted the quilt out of bed and quickly began to dress.

Kang Tianzhen woke up startled and looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"My dad was kidnapped," the phone vibrated. Song Wenyuan put on his shirt, grabbed the phone, opened WeChat, and his eyes turned red instantly.

Kang Tianzhen got up, went over to take a look, and saw a dark basement in the photo, Song Qiang was tied up, lying on the ground in embarrassment, with a pool of blood on his body.

On the back of the photo is a line of bloody words: If you want your father to live, you can exchange it with "Valley of Splendid Ten Thousand Flowers"!If you dare to call the police, he will die!

"How could this be..." Kang Tianzhen murmured, "Song Wenyuan, is it Ken Bud? Did Ken Bud kidnap your father?"

"I don't know," Song Wenyuan put on his clothes, "I have to go back to the store right away, and work with Hong Yang to find a solution."

"I'll go as well."

The two dressed and washed as quickly as possible and rushed to Antique Street. Hong Yang was pacing back and forth in the shop impatiently. When he saw them coming in, he hurriedly stepped forward, "What should I do?"

Song Wenyuan took the envelope, checked it back and forth three times, and made sure that there was only this one photo. He frowned, "I didn't leave any contact information..."

Hong Yang asked, "What should I do? Call the police?"

"You can't call the police," Kang Tianzhen said, "The kidnappers will tear up the ticket! These kidnappers will do anything for money."

"But there is no contact information," Hong Yang said, "Even if we want to make a deal, we don't know who to contact, Wen Yuan, do you really plan to hand over "Valley of Splendid Ten Thousand Flowers"?"

Kang Tianzhen said, "Who are books important to anyone?"

"But it's not an ordinary book, it's a Song edition, it's a rare copy in China, it's a national treasure," Hong Yang said with difficulty, "it's more expensive than several of our lives put together."

"But," Kang Tianzhen said sadly, "there is Song Wenyuan's biological father over there."

"Stop talking, let me be quiet," Song Wenyuan frowned, sitting on the rattan chair in frustration, his face full of despair.

Kang Tianzhen reached out and rubbed his temple gently, Song Wenyuan gave him a grateful look, "Thank you, Tianzhen."

"Thank me for what you are doing, why don't you think about how to save your father."

Song Wenyuan sighed, and murmured, "At this time, I realized that I actually don't hate him as much as I imagined... I was afraid that he would be beaten and tortured... Even if it is "The Valley of Splendid Flowers" ,I……"

Kang Tianzhen leaned over, kissed his forehead, and said softly, "After all, blood is thicker than water."

Beep—the phone rang suddenly, Song Wenyuan grabbed the phone and saw an unfamiliar number: 14 o'clock tonight, No. [-] Yanghua Old Lane, bring "Valley of Splendid Ten Thousand Flowers", don't call the police!

"Six o'clock in the evening." Song Wenyuan clenched his phone tightly, his face full of pain, "Innocent, tell me, what should I do?"

Hong Yang sighed, "We must call the police, Wen Yuan, listen to my advice, the kidnappers are not so bold as to take lives, but "Valley of Splendid Ten Thousand Flowers" is a national treasure worth hundreds of millions..."

"Brother Hong Yang, why do you think so?" Kang Tian looked at him incredulously, "What if the kidnappers tear up the ticket? No matter how precious "Valley of Splendid Flowers" is, it is something outside of the body. I've been having trouble sleeping and eating for the rest of my life."

Hong Yang's face was extremely embarrassing, he sighed, "Why don't I know, Uncle Song watched me grow up, if Song Wenyuan was the first one who didn't want anything to happen to him, then I would be the second, but... just say no Nice to hear, can Uncle Song's value in this world really be compared with "The Valley of Splendid Flowers"?"

"Stop talking," Song Wenyuan said in a low voice, "I understand the truth, but he is my biological father."

Hong Yang closed his eyes in pain, "You have made up your mind?"

"I know this is very unfair to you. "Valley of Splendid Flowers" is owned by us together," Song Wenyuan said slowly, "The Artron Art Forum once estimated the value of this book at 8.8, and I will give half of it, which is 4.4 will be credited to your card..."

"No!" Hong Yang didn't expect him to make such a decision, shaking his head and muttering, "Wen Yuan, don't be so alien, we are brothers."

Song Wenyuan said, "I can't treat you badly. You are going to get married soon. Even if you marry, the cost will be very high. I know you have never wanted to wrong Biying."

Hong Yang's lips trembled. He came from a poor background, and he had never seen such a huge sum of 4.4 yuan in his life, but... How could he and Song Wenyuan's brotherhood of more than ten years draw a clear line when the other party's father had an accident?

"No..." Hong Yang pressed Song Wenyuan's hand, earnestly said, "Listen to my persuasion, Wen Yuan, think about it, how has Uncle Song treated you these years? to change?"

"Not everything can be measured by money," Song Wenyuan raised his eyes, looked into his eyes, and said seriously, "Brother, you have been blinded, wake up, even rare antiques have prices, but feelings are priceless."