The Story of the Male Supporting Counterattack

The young man closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were as sharp as knives, making people fearful. He sneered, and walked towards Bai Bingqing's puzzled gaze, "Grandpa, I haven't seen you for so long. Just as cruel and indifferent as before."

In just a moment, the pure and indifferent aura around the young man was replaced by a stern and icy coldness. Bai Bingqing faintly felt that Bai Su at this time seemed to overlap with another young man with the same face.

Thinking of this, Bai Bingqing's heart shuddered, and he said, "Don't play tricks on me."

Bai Cang still smiled quietly, but the smile became more and more superficial, and said slowly: "Grandpa, I am Ah Cang, don't you remember me?"

"Ah Cang? Bai Cang! How is it possible..." Bai Bingqing's face changed when he heard the words, not to mention that Bai Cang had been burned to death in the fire, but just now, this man was still innocent and well-behaved, so what about the young man in front of him? Could it be his sinister eldest grandson?

Bai Cang didn't answer, just walked a few steps in the study leisurely, as if looking for something, after a while, he stopped in front of a set of mahogany tables and chairs, on the small table was a set of tea sets, the color The transparent orange-yellow tea soup against the milky white cup is really beautiful.

It's just that Bai Cang's eyes were stained with sorrow in an instant, "As expected of his biological father and son, even their hobbies and habits are almost the same..." There was a touch of sarcasm in his tone.

Bai Cang raised his hand and poured a cup of tea, held it with one hand, put it in front of Bai Bingqing, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Grandpa, you are wrong, it wasn't me who died in the fire, but Asu, ah, no, that's right." You said that Asu was poisoned to death by your good son, how about it, is grandpa very happy to hear this answer? Your plan has succeeded."

It is undeniable that Bai Bingqing had imagined countless times afterwards that it would be good if Bai Su died. After all, Bai Cang was the heir he had spent more than ten years cultivating, so it would be a pity to lose him like this.

At that time, the boy escaped from the fire and lost his memory after being rescued. Bai Bingqing was secretly observed several times.

After all, memory may be lost, but a person's character habits cannot be changed.

It’s just that the answer sent back later was not satisfactory. Not only did the young man lose all his memory, but he was also in a trance. Bai Bingqing immediately became disheartened, and defined Bai Su as the culprit, and sent someone directly to Qingshan Hospital, fearing that he would Thinking of the past and running away, he deliberately made people publicize to the hospital that Bai Su suffered from mental illness.

But now, after hearing Bai Cang's words, Bai Bingqing really couldn't help feeling a burst of joy. If he gave birth to Bai Su's child according to his previous plan, and then raised him, the period would be too long, and the variables would be uncertain. Big, maybe when the children may die young, or what if they are as soft-tempered as their father, what should they do?

Noticing the change in Bai Bingqing's expression, Bai Cang couldn't help sneering, and became more and more resentful. He stared at the teacup overflowing with fragrant mist, and his voice was incredibly soft, with sorrow and love in his eyes, and gently narrated: "That day, Asu was called to the study by Bai Hong, he drank a cup of tea, and then died, I didn't even have time to hug him to comfort him, at that time he was lying in my arms, silently, his body became cold little by little There are still a few strands of black blood between the nose and mouth..."

"Hehe..." I don't know what came to mind, Bai Cang suddenly laughed, his voice became louder and louder, he could hardly stand up, leaning his waist on the desk, it was such a bright smile, but it made people never I feel sad from the bottom of my heart.

Bai Cang smiled and glanced at Bai Bingqing, who had a complex face, his eyes were already stained with awe-inspiring murderous intent, "Actually, I have disliked you and Bai Hong a long time ago, if you hadn't been a hindrance, my Asu wouldn't have suffered so much." Bitterness, it is he who has been persuading me, letting me be patient, letting me let you go, what is the result?"

Bai Bingqing sat quietly behind the desk, speechless.

The raised volume revealed the owner's excitement, and Bai Cang said loudly: "In the end, you killed him! Use the most cruel way! Don't give him a chance to survive!"

After taking a breath, Bai Cang continued: "Do you know that Asu is most afraid of pain, that night he fell on the sofa and groaned, but Bai Hong watched indifferently, it is really heartless, so, he is like that People deserve to be killed by their own son." He intentionally bit down the last two words, and looked at Bai Bingqing with deep meaning.

"You killed Ah Hong?" Bai Bingqing was astonished and annoyed, the crutch in his hand was on the ground, making a dull sound, very similar to Bai Bingqing's dull but anxious coughing at this time.

The old man with autumn frost looming on his temples coughed violently and almost fainted a few times, but Bai Cang watched coldly and was not moved at all. Instead, he pushed the teacup in front of Bai Bingqing with his hands, smiled slowly, and said, "Drink ,grandfather."

Having been in business for decades, Bai Bingqing, the old man who controlled the city's economic lifeline, suddenly died suddenly. This is definitely a first-class event for the leaders of all walks of life in Qingshan City. , then it is unknown, after all, once old master Bai died, a new successor would take over, and the power would be handed over, so there would naturally be some changes in personnel.

Three days later, Bai Bingqing's grandson, Bai Su, succeeded to the throne. He single-handedly controlled the economic power and wiped out the old party left by Bai Bingqing and Bai Hong with a thunderbolt. , Bai's has since completely reshuffled.

This July, Qingshan City is destined to be difficult to calm down.

In the police station, Zheng Tan was holding a newspaper in his hand, his eyes were firmly fixed on a certain page, he did not move for a long time, his brows were furrowed, and he was thinking about something seriously.

After a long while, he put down the newspaper, opened the computer search page, and typed in the word "Bai Su". Countless entries popped up instantly after clicking. Where does the development go from here", "The new heir of the Bai family is handsome", "The youngest and coolest domineering president in history"...

Of course, there are some more curious words in the back.

After a pause, Zheng Tan clicked on a video that was posted on Weibo.

The video was shot very clearly, it seems to be a part of a press conference.

On the screen, Bai Su, who is still young but no longer childish, is dressed in a suit and leather shoes. His brows and eyes are as calm as water, and he is not afraid of the crowd in front of him. He seems to have been used to such big scenes. There is a little more refined and abstinent taste, the thin lips are slightly hooked, and the smile is not a smile. Coupled with that handsome face, it immediately caused countless girls who watched the video to scream and swipe the screen. Not to mention these little girls, even with Zheng Tan, whom Bai Su knew very well, couldn't help feeling amazed.

However, after being amazed, he was keenly aware that something was wrong. The person on the camera looked exactly the same as Bai Su, but his temperament and personality seemed to be quite different, as if he was a different person.

Zheng Tan stretched out his fingers unconsciously, tapping on the table lightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zheng Tan was actually very surprised when he received the phone call. He smiled and said, "Want to see Dr. Liao? Hehe, I have no problem here. It's just that you are different now. You are busy with work, so you can smoke." Time to come over?"

Facing the current Bai Su, it was difficult for him to be as relaxed as before, and his tone was unconsciously tainted with a bit of politeness and alienation.

The person on the opposite side also laughed, but the laughter was very different from the Bai Su in Zheng Tan's memory, it made people feel very strange when he heard it, he said: "No matter how busy you are, you still have to visit your old friend."

The feeling of unfamiliarity was so strong that Zheng Tan didn't know how to answer for a while, so he just responded with a smile, set the time, and the moment he put down the phone, the smile on his face disappeared.

Ever since hearing Liao Qingsen's confession of his feelings for Bai Su, Zheng Tan has been avoiding seeing him very much, but now he uses this reason to bring him up logically.

Because Zheng Tan had greeted him in advance, the guards knew that he and Liao Qingsen had a good relationship, and were willing to show off Zheng Tan's face, but they never beat or insulted Liao Qingsen, but he was still haggard.

In fact, this is not difficult to understand, not to mention a small prison cell, even if it is a golden house and a silver house, what is the fun of losing its own, no wonder people will become like this, even with a faint trace of death .

Zheng Tan couldn't see him like this, so he told him Bai Su's words. At first, he thought that he would be happier, but unexpectedly the expression of the man on the opposite side became very strange, and he asked an even stranger question: "Did he call you on his own initiative?" ? What did he say at the time?"

Zheng Tan couldn't prevent him from asking this question, he was stunned for a moment, and then described the details to him, and by the way, he also told what happened in the Bai family in recent days.

"You said Bai Bingqing is dead?" Liao Qingsen sat up straight suddenly, staring at him nervously, something that Zheng Tan couldn't understand flickered in his eyes.

Zheng Tan nodded: "Yes, just a few days ago." He said these words, but his eyes were fixed on Liao Qingsen. This person's expression was too strange, so he couldn't help but pay more attention to it. The reason for asking.

Hearing his words, the anticipation on Liao Qingsen's face disappeared, and he shook his head firmly: "Tell him, I don't want to see him."

Zheng Tan couldn't believe what he said, and repeated in shock: "...don't you see?"

Liao Qingsen nodded: "No."

For those who couldn't explain the reason, Zheng Tan suddenly felt a little ecstasy. He felt extremely relaxed and comfortable. He nodded quickly and said, "Okay, I'll help you reject him."

At this point the conversation came to an end, Liao Qingsen fell silent, lowered his brows and eyes, and fell into deep thought. Zheng Tan was supposed to order someone to send him back, but he was a little bit reluctant, so he tried his best to find a topic to talk about: "Actually, it's fine if you don't see him. Recently, Bai Su has become a little, um, a little different from before..."

Liao Qingsen withdrew from his thoughts, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you say?" Although his complexion is a little gray now, but his facial features are still clean and handsome, Zheng Tan's heart skipped a beat when he made such an expression.

Zheng Tan was afraid of offending him, so he chose his words carefully: "You don't know in here, everyone in the Bai family is dying, only Bai Su is left, he inherited the company logically, and is now the president of the Bai family , Moreover, there are some unscrupulous methods in doing things..."

Liao Qingsen looked worried, but he didn't know who he was worried about.