black mandala

Sister, besides, I will officially announce Miss Rong as the deputy director of the Propaganda Department at tomorrow's morning meeting, and I will also equip you with a professional design team, led by you, to design the Hongtian Resort together Is Miss Rong satisfied with this arrangement? "

Rong Yuan would not be interested in the position, she just felt that Xiao Muyuan was clearly challenging her, and she also wanted to meet this challenge, she wanted to show Xiao Muyuan that Rong Yuan was not an incompetent little woman .

"Satisfied, thank you Director Xiao!" She raised her eyebrows to meet Xiao Muyuan's smiling gaze, "If Director Xiao has nothing else to do, can I go?"

"Of course, I wish Miss Rong a happy working in Hongtian, Dongxu, send Miss Rong off for me."

Li Dongxu nodded in response, sent Rong Yuan away, turned around and walked back.

"Mr. Xiao, we are currently making every effort to build the resort project. Shengshi's 'GreenDream' is already a big shock to us, and at this time you asked Rong Yuan to do this design, will it—— "

"Are you afraid that Rong Yuan will reveal our design to He Qingwen? Or are you afraid that He Qingwen will use Rong Yuan to do something in Hongtian?"

"Mr. Xiao, since you already know, why do you still—"

"Why create this opportunity for them?" Xiao Muyuan folded his hands on his chest, looking relieved.

He lit a cigarette and went to the window.

"Dong Xu, I think that although He Qingwen's methods in the mall are very ruthless, he also has his own principles. He is the kind of person who will not easily bow to others, let alone do things that hurt people around him. It is said that he and Rong Yuan has a very good relationship since she was a child, and he will not do anything to take advantage of Rong Yuan."

"Then if Rong Yuan takes the initiative to help He Qingwen, this possibility is also very high." Li Dongxu was very worried.

Xiao Muyuan laughed and said, "Rong Yuan is very simple. She works in Hongtian and works under my eyes. According to He Qingwen's thinking, wouldn't he doubt what Rong Yuan gave him? He is more afraid of it." I'm the one playing tricks in the back, let him set up a game within the game!"

Li Dongxu also laughed, "That's why Mr. Xiao let Rong Yuan do it? He also wanted to take a gamble. Will He Qingwen take Rong Yuan into consideration?"

Xiao Muyuan nodded.

Yes, he still wanted to take a gamble, a gamble—

Which step will He Qingwen make?

Where is his bottom line? ?

☆, changing

?Cold night, the wind blows from the sea, making the deserted shore even more desolate.

Across the sea, under the guidance of the stars, take a speedboat, away from the bright and dazzling neon lights of the city.

The black tuxedo merged with the darkness. The man stood at the front of the speedboat, looking at the brightly lit towering and huge passenger ship in the middle of the sea.

Shengshi sent an invitation letter three days ago, planning to hold a 30-year celebration on this passenger ship in the sea tonight, inviting the upper class of the society and celebrities from various industries.

Xiao Muyuan also received an invitation letter from Shengshi, and it was written by He Qingwen himself.

He boarded the passenger ship and walked into the banquet hall.

When this man, known as the King of the Night, appeared in the resplendent hall, he immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the pretty woman hanging on his arm also received their burning gazes.

He shuttled through the crowd like a night ghost, nodding to those who smiled at him.

The pretty woman beside her, carefully carrying her skirt, followed Xiao Muyuan's pace and walked into the banquet hall step by step.

Although the walking speed on her feet slowed down, since she entered the hall, her eyes kept moving back and forth among the crowds in the hall, looking for them.

Xiao Muyuan didn't look at her, but he knew clearly what she was doing.

"Don't worry, he is here, and he will appear sooner or later."

The pretty woman pursed her lips and looked away.

"Xiao Dong, thank you for bringing me here tonight."

Rong Yuan was somewhat disgusted with Xiao Muyuan at first, but after several contacts, she felt that Xiao Muyuan was not a bad person in private.

Especially this time, she knew that He Qingwen had sent an invitation to Xiao Muyuan, so she hid Rong Shiming's knowledge and went to beg Xiao Muyuan, begging him to bring her to He Qingwen, but Xiao Muyuan agreed immediately. .

Xiao Muyuan smiled, "Miss Rong's courtship is something that Xiao can do, of course he is happy with the beauty of adults."

Rong Yuan nodded gratefully, "Just don't let my father know about this matter, he——doesn't want me to see Brother Qingwen."

"Your father is protecting you." Xiao Muyuan smiled lightly.

Rong Yuan pursed her lips and replied, "Brother Qingwen won't hurt me, he loved me the most when he was young."

"It's nice—sometimes things change."

"Brother Qingwen won't!" Rong Yuan was a little excited. He stared at Xiao Muyuan and wanted to refute He Qingwen, but when he thought that he still owed Xiao Muyuan a favor, he immediately softened his breath, "Qingwen Brother will not be that kind of person, he has always been a very gentle person, no matter who he is, he is very friendly and kind."

Xiao Muyuan smiled suddenly, "But he never shows mercy to his enemies."

She glanced at Xiao Muyuan, then lowered her eyes sadly.

"Brother Qingwen must have had a hard time these two years!"

Although Rong Yuan doesn't know much about what's going on here, He Qingwen seems to hate her father very much and has cut off contact with her family, but——she still wants to get back the brother Qingwen who ran with her in the flowers on his back, Rediscover the most sincere feelings of childhood.

So she was very anxious, and wanted to see He Qingwen very much. Ever since He Qingwen returned to China, she had only seen him on TV, and hadn't seen him in person yet!

Her eyes continued to scan every corner of the banquet hall, Xiao Muyuan just smiled and did not stop her.

He just has to wait patiently.

A moment later, He Zhong appeared on the stage with a microphone in his hand, and as usual, he acted as the master of ceremonies.

The usual opening remarks, telling about the ups and downs experienced by Shengshi in the past 30 years, thank God, thank you, and thank friends from all walks of life for their support.

The first 15 minutes became He Zhong's performance show alone, and he did have this eloquence. The man standing beside Xiao Muyuan listened with great interest and occasionally responded.

Rong Yuan was impatient for a long time, she wished that He Zhong would go down quickly, what she wanted to see was He Qingwen, and the others were all obtrusive rubbish.

After several times of applause, He Zhong finally wisely abdicated, but He Qingwen was never seen.

where will he be

On this big day, put on any heavy-handed solo shows without showing your face.

Did He Qingwen want to play tricks again, or did he really not care about Shengshi at all.

People whispered in private, and different people began to look for He Qingwen in the hall.

Xiao Muyuan couldn't help but began to look around, but heard someone beside him yell softly, "Brother Qingwen——"

Rong Yuan lifted her skirt and chased after her.

He frowned lightly, and followed Rong Yuan after her.

Passing through a corridor, at the other end of the corridor, Xiao Muyuan saw Rong Yuan throw herself into the arms of that white figure, and could hear her cry from a distance.

"Brother Qingwen, don't go!"

"Xiaoyuan—" He Qingwen hugged Rongyuan and gently stroked her back, "Why are you here?"

Rong Yuan wept softly in his arms, "Brother Qingwen, I miss you so much!"

He Qingwen sighed, raised his eyes, and saw Xiao Muyuan walking from the other end of the corridor.

He raised his eyebrows, and slowly let go of Rong Yuan's arm.

Rong Yuan wiped her eyes, "I'm sorry Brother Qingwen, I don't have an invitation card, so I had to ask him to bring me in. However, I'm not with him."

Seeing Xiao Muyuan approaching, Rong Yuan hurriedly dodged behind He Qingwen as if avoiding the plague.

Xiao Muyuan was a little embarrassed, and smiled wryly, "Miss Rong, crossing the river and demolishing the bridge so quickly really made Xiao lose all face in front of Mr. Dai Wen."

Rong Yuan pouted, grabbed He Qingwen's arm tightly, and replied, "I'm sorry, Director Xiao, thank you for bringing me to Brother Qingwen, but I will pay back this favor in the future, and I won't owe you anything." .”

Xiao Muyuan spread his hands and said helplessly, "It's okay, as long as Miss Rong is satisfied, Xiao won't mind being a stepping stone for such a beautiful lady. This is Xiao's honor." He turned his head and looked at He Qingwen again.

He Qingwen chuckled and took off his white gloves.

"Dong Xiao is so generous. Since you don't mind being a stepping stone for others, you might as well add a few more bricks to the prosperity!"

"Hehe, Xiao thought that enough bricks were added for the prosperous age."

He Qingwen pulled his lower lip and smiled lightly, then turned around and took Rong Yuan with him and continued walking back.

"Where is Mr. Devon going? Tonight is the celebration of Shengshi's 30th year of entrepreneurship. You are not going to leave the guests in the hall and go to the deck alone to have a breeze!"

"So what?"

He Qingwen didn't stop walking, Rong Yuan tugged at his arm and trotted along.

Xiao Muyuan didn't like being ignored, so he followed behind the two and walked out slowly.

Sure enough, they came to the deck to blow air. Unexpectedly, Xiao Muyuan guessed it right.

He Qingwen took off his white coat and put it on Rong Yuan, stroking her hair like a good brother.

"Does your dad know you're coming?"

Rong Yuan shook her head, sniffed, "Brother Qingwen, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you very much, you haven't even visited me since you came back to China."

He Qingwen sighed, and put his coat back on tightly for her, without saying anything.

At this moment, He Qingwen, who was gentle towards Rong Yuan, with a caring look in his eyes, must have put down his mask!

Xiao Muyuan looked envious——

He Qingwen was walking in front of the railing, when the wind blew over and lifted his hair, revealing a pair of calm and indifferent eyes.

His eyes cast on the dark sea and sky, staring aimlessly.

Facing the wind, Xiao Muyuan followed.

"Mr. Devon is very interested! But it seems that the time to look at the sea is not right now!"

"I don't seem to have invited Chairman Xiao to watch the sea together."

"Really?" Xiao Muyuan took out the invitation card from his pocket, "But I have an invitation card written by Mr. Dai Wen himself, so is this an invitation?"

He Qingwen glanced sideways at the invitation, and snorted, "Mr. Xiao, it is stated on the invitation that you are invited to participate in the 30th anniversary celebration of the prosperous age, not to enjoy the sea breeze here."

"Oh——" Xiao Muyuan suddenly understood something, "Can I understand it this way, the one who invited me was Devon Wo*, and the one standing here blowing the sea breeze is He Qingwen, right?"

"Understand it as you like! You are free to like to be greeted in the hall or to enjoy the wind on the deck."

"Then, what should I call you now? Is the person standing in front of me Dawen Wo* from the prosperous age, or He Qingwen from the He family?"

He Qingwen looked sideways, "Does Director Xiao care so much about my identity? No matter who I am or what my name is, just remember that I am your opponent, that's enough."

"But as the saying goes, only by knowing the enemy can you be victorious in all battles. Before the battle, of course I have to figure out who my opponent is."

He Qingwen smiled lightly, "Then, who am I?"

Xiao Muyuan was as calm as He Qingwen, looking at the dark sea, he seemed to be hesitating whether he should speak out.

Obviously, all the news about He Qingwen's two years in the United States was tightly blocked. He sent people to the United States to investigate for a long time, but they could only find a trace of wind, but only these wind shadows, it was already It was enough to shock him.

He let out a long breath, and said, "It really surprised me that the chief executive officer of Shengshi, Mr. Devon W*, would be the adopted son of Douglan W*, the third-generation head of the W* family."

He Qingwen turned his head suddenly, his elegant face lost its calmness in an instant, and looked at him in astonishment.

"Why does Mr. Dai Wen have such an expression?" Xiao Muyuan put his arms around his chest and looked at He Qingwen playfully, "I should be the one who should be surprised and afraid, and regardless of the strength behind you, I must be following here You must have learned a lot from being the head of your family. No wonder your skills are so good. You can make every move with precision and determination. Up to this day, I don’t know who is the blessing and who is the disaster. .”

He Qingwen frowned, his hand holding the railing turned white, he tried hard not to lose control, and listened to Xiao Muyuan's continuation.

Xiao Muyuan turned sideways and leaned against the railing.

The wind at sea was strong and cold, Xiao Muyuan felt chilly even in his coat, not to mention that He Qingwen was only wearing a shirt.

Xiao Muyuan saw that He Qingwen's hand holding the railing had turned pale from cold, and even his face was pale.

But he just stood there without moving, not even curling up.

He has been staring at him with a cold expression on his face, but there is a trace of sadness in those eyes.

He Qingwen's eyes are very beautiful. When he looks at someone with this expression, there will always be a layer of water in his eyes, which is stubborn and makes people feel wronged.

Xiao Muyuan suddenly had a thought, he turned around and leaned his back against the railing.

Then—he grabbed He Qingwen's hand violently.

"Xiao Muyuan, what are you going to do?"

He Qingwen didn't expect Xiao Muyuan to act like this, and was taken aback.

Xiao Muyuan glanced at him sideways, smiled, pressed He Qingwen's hand, and placed it on his chest.

"He Qingwen, I'll give you a chance to take revenge. As long as you push your hand a little bit harder, I will be smashed to pieces."

There is a railing behind him, and the sea is outside the railing, and if he falls from this height, even if he does not drown, the impact force at the moment of falling on the sea will undoubtedly be the same as that of falling on the ground.

He Qingwen squinted his eyes, staring at Xiao Muyuan's serious face.

Is Xiao Muyuan really not afraid of death?

"Xiao Muyuan, don't make such jokes with me."

He wanted to pull his hand back, but Xiao Muyuan held it tightly.

"Do you think I'm joking?"

"you--"

Xiao Muyuan raised his head and looked at He Qingwen with his deep eyes.

That's right, as long as He Qingwen pushes forward with his hand, he will most likely fall down the railing.

Just one push—?

☆, connivance

?He Qingwen's hands trembled slightly, touching Xiao Muyuan's chest, feeling the temperature from his body, which made his palms sweat.

Xiao Muyuan's recklessness frightened him for no reason.

He Qingwen's heart trembled involuntarily.

He violently pulled his hand out of Xiao Muyuan's confinement, almost clenched into a fist in mid-air, and grabbed onto the railing again before he lost control.

Xiao Muyuan's hands were empty, he lowered his head and chuckled, "What? Give up?"

He Qingwen frowned, bit his lower lip and said, "Xiao Muyuan, do you think that death can erase everything? Let me tell you, death is not terrible, what is terrible is living, living in pain!"

He turned and walked away from the railing.

Xiao Muyuan sneered twice and looked sideways.

Behind him was the pitch-black sea, and the sea surface near the ship was illuminated by bright lights, white but mottled, and nothing could be seen, only the sound of the wind blowing across the sea, and the sound of water flowing and rushing as the boat sailed.

that height—

Ha ha--

The moment Xiao Muyuan turned his head, he felt a little dizzy, he chuckled, silently grateful for his bravery and the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

He let out a sigh, and shouted to the white figure who walked away behind him, "He Qingwen, if you give up this opportunity, there will be no next time."

"Xiao Muyuan, the battle in the shopping mall will be decided in the shopping mall. I, He Qingwen, don't do anything that sticks blood on my hands, and you don't have to try to provoke me. There is still a bet between us, don't you remember?"

"Of course I remember. I said that if you win, I will return the original house to you."

"Then do what you should do. Remember, I hope that nothing related to you, Xiao Muyuan, will appear in my room."

He Qingwen ignored him and walked straight to the boat cabin.

"Brother Qingwen—" Rong Yuan saw He Qingwen walking towards the warehouse, so she followed closely for two small steps.

He Qingwen stood still, but didn't look back, "Xiaoyuan, you really shouldn't have come, I will find someone to take you back later."

"No, I'm not leaving, Brother Qingwen, I want to stay by your side for a while longer."

He Qingwen frowned, "What's the point of that, the banquet will always end, we still have to go our separate ways."

"Brother Qingwen, I—" Rong Yuan walked up to He Qingwen and looked at He Qingwen's face that had become very indifferent, "Brother Qingwen, I don't know what happened to you in the past two years, why did you become David... Wo*, I only know that you must have had a hard time. You are such a proud person, and you never want to bow your head to anyone. I have been looking for you for the past two years. In the days when there is no news from you, you always I don’t know how I got here, I miss you very much, Brother Qingwen, I just want to stay by your side for a while, even if I look at you from afar, Brother Qingwen—” Rong Yuan’s tears fell like rain, her Eyes are like unstoppable gates, once the embankment bursts, it will be out of control.

He Qingwen sighed, wiped away tears for her, and stroked her head.

"Silly girl, brother is for your own good!"

"I know, I know—" Rong Yuan kept nodding, her voice choked up.

Facing Rong Yuan, He Qingwen really couldn't harden his heart, so he could only persuade softly, "Be good, if your father knows that you came to see me, he will blame you."

After hearing He Qingwen's words, Rong Yuan also felt a little embarrassed, but she still insisted, "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid."

At this time, Xiao Muyuan approached the two of them, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Mr. Xiao is a good man who will do his best to the end. I brought him here. I will be responsible for sending him back later. Director Rong's place." Let me tell."

Rong Yuan opened her eyes wide and screamed at Xiao Muyuan, "Really, thank you, Director Xiao!"

"It seems that Xiao is destined to be a stepping stone for Miss Rong tonight, but Miss Rong should not abandon Xiao too quickly this time!"

Hearing what Xiao Muyuan said, Rong Yuan burst into tears and laughed, with a look of embarrassment.

"Xiao Dong, I'm so sorry! I just—"

"Hehe, that's all, Xiao Mou can see that a beauty won't cry." Xiao Muyuan smiled, and nodded at He Qingwen, "So, can you rest assured?"

He Qingwen glanced at him coldly with indifferent eyes.

"what ever--"

After speaking, walk into the cabin.

Xiao Muyuan watched the white shadow disappear at the door of the warehouse, and sighed——

He Qingwen——

In fact, your heart—is still not cruel enough!

It was late at night.

Doug Lang sat in front of the computer screen, looking at He Qingwen who was wearing a white bathrobe over there. He had just taken a shower, and there were still drops of water on his hair.

Doug Lang seemed to be able to smell the fresh breath of He Qingwen after the bath filled the whole room.

Seeing He Qingwen like this, he was a little intoxicated.

He Qingwen adjusted the surrounding lights to the darkest color, then walked to the bar in the room, poured a glass of wine, and returned to the computer with the glass in hand.

"Dougron, I need an explanation from you."

"Speak, honey, and I'll give you all the answers you need to know."

"Why does Xiao Muyuan know that I am your adopted son?"

Doug Lang's expression was a little surprised, but he quickly returned to his usual expression, and replied, "Honey, I will investigate this matter, don't be angry, okay?"

He Qingwen wasn't excited, he just shook his wine glass lightly and took a sip.

"You promised me that you would not let the outside world know about it, do you remember?"

"Yes, honey, it was an oversight on my part."

He Qingwen raised his eyebrows when he saw Doug Lang's nonchalant expression.

"Dougron, tell me this has nothing to do with you."

"What? Do you suspect that I revealed it on purpose?"

"You can do this kind of thing."

Doug Lang smiled softly, "Yes, I can do it, but I won't do it so obviously, and then let you hate me, give me some time, I will find out."

He Qingwen didn't go any further, he slowly sipped the wine in his glass, staring at a certain place in the room calmly.

"Honey, what are you thinking?"

He Qingwen put down his wine glass and replied, "Do you still remember the bet I made with Xiao Muyuan?"

"Of course!" Doug Lang laughed, "What's the matter, are you worried?"

He Qingwen shook his head, "No, it's just that the time is running out and I won, but—Xiao Muyuan has monopolized all the channels of 'Jiyuan''s original accessories, including all after-sales."

Doug Lang still smiled lightly, "Do you need my help?"

"Is that why you don't believe me?" He Qingwen sneered coldly.

"Of course not, my baby, I really believe in your ability, but I don't want you to be too tired, I just want you to be happy."

"Happy—hehe!" He Qingwen smiled, the words were too far away, he almost forgot what it felt like, "Is there anything worth being happy about?"

Doug Lang smiled slightly, paused, and replied mysteriously, "Honey, I'll show you something, I believe you will be very happy after watching it."

He tapped his fingers to signal He Qingwen to wait a moment. After a few seconds, the screen switched, and a mansion appeared on the screen. A noble woman was supported by people on both sides, sitting in front of the computer.

He Qingwen was taken aback for a moment, "Mom?"

Yu Juan looked very happy, smiling and waving at the camera.

"Son, are you okay?"

He Qingwen smiled in relief, "Mom, I'm fine, how is your health?"

"I'm fine, don't worry, Mr. Douglang has been sending someone to take care of me, and even changed me to a new residence."

"Really!" He Qingwen was very pleased. Seeing his mother looking healthy and happy, his mood also became very happy.

"Son, Mr. Douglang told me that you have done a good job in the country, so you gave us this house."

"As long as mom lives happily."

Speaking of this, Yu Juan was a little worried again, "Son, if you work hard, don't be too forceful. Mom doesn't want you to be too tired."

"Mom, don't worry, I'm not working hard at all, I'm very happy, really!" He Qingwen shook his head hurriedly.

Yu Juan sighed, "You child, you always swallow bitterness into your stomach, it's always been like this." Sighing several times, she said, "Son, it's your mother who dragged you down."

"Mom—don't keep saying things like this." He Qingwen comforted Yu Juan softly, thought for a while, and smiled, "Mom, I want to tell you good news, our house will be back soon."

"Really?" Yu Juan looked excited, "Qingwen, is it true?"

He Qingwen nodded heavily, "It's true, Mom, are you happy?"

"Happy, happy!" Yu Juan gently wiped her eyes with her hand, remembering that when she left, she didn't bring out many things, and she didn't know if they were still there. Thinking of this, she couldn't help sighing again, "Son, mom wants After that, in fact, as long as you can be safe and happy, the previous things are really unimportant, there is no need to worry too much about the past, and that Xiao—”

Yu Juan didn't know how to persuade her in the middle of her sentence, because he knew his son too well, as long as it was something he believed in, he would never let go.

That Xiao Muyuan, can Qingwen fight against it?

Yu Juan was faintly worried, looked at her son's face on the other side of the screen, and stretched out her hand, really wanting to caress him well.

It's been three months, almost three months since Qingwen left, but she feels like three years.

"Son, don't worry too much about the right and wrong of the past. Mom just wants you to be safe."

"I know, Mom! Don't worry! I will finish the work here as soon as possible, and then rush back to stay with you, always with you."

Yu Juan nodded, with tears shining in her eyes.

The video window in the upper left corner of the screen was still open, and Doug Lang was still on the call. He Qingwen knew that he had been waiting for him for as long as he wanted.

But he had to be self-aware, so he chatted with Yu Juan a few more times, and learned that her condition did not recur and everything was fine, that was enough.

He Qingwen turned off the call with Yu Juan, and switched back to the call with Doug Lang.

"Honey, are you happy this time?"

He Qingwen showed a faint smile, and said sincerely, "Thank you, Douglang! Thank you so much!"

Doug Lang took a breath, "Don't be so polite to me, baby, as long as it's what you want, I will satisfy you."

Yes, Douglang has been trying every means to satisfy what he wants. For two years, he has been trying his best to please him in a very low profile.

What on earth does he, He Qingwen, have that would allow a man standing at the top to go so far as to blindly pamper and let him go.

Even he himself didn't think it was worth it.

If it wasn't for this transactional relationship between them, maybe, he would really fall in love with him one day.

Maybe!

He Qingwen stood up, walked to the bed with the laptop, and put it on the bed.

He put both hands on the drawstrings of his bathrobe and squeezed and squeezed.

Although this kind of thing, Doug Lang once forced him to do it, and it made him feel quite embarrassed.

But today, he suddenly had the courage to do this kind of thing for Doug Lang willingly.

Even he himself felt crazy——

"Diven—" Doug Lang watched He Qingwen's movements, and vaguely sensed what he was about to do.

His breathing began to become a little short, and his sapphire blue eyes became dark and dark.

He Qingwen took off his bathrobe slowly, revealing his slightly pink body after the bath, climbed onto the bed, and faced Doug Lang.

Doug Lang on the other end held the computer screen tightly with both hands, and a heavy snort came over.

"Diven, you—you're beautiful!"

He Qingwen clenched his lower lip, closed his eyes, and stretched out his hand towards his lower body—?

☆, go home

? Li Dongxu brought some interesting photos and put them on Xiao Muyuan's desk.

Xiao Muyuan picked it up and couldn't help smiling.

"Prosperous Age's backyard is about to catch fire, I don't know how He Qingwen should deal with it."

In the photo, He Zhong, Zhao Guozhong, and several people who had fought He Qingwen before were sitting at the same table, chatting with each other.

Xiao Muyuan was shaking these photos in his hand, but he was holding something more interesting in the other hand.

The house transfer agreement of the original residence of the He family.

He raised both hands at the same time and smiled at Li Dongxu.

"Dong Xu, what should I do with this? I don't know whether He Qingwen should cry or laugh when he sees these two great gifts."

"Then—let him cry first and then laugh, my sister usually coaxes children like this, er—it works." Li Dongxu pushed his glasses, and said with a very serious attitude.

"Coax the child?" Xiao Muyuan shook his head, then nodded, and thought about it seriously, "Maybe, using your sister's method is also good."

Today he and He Qingwen made an appointment to meet at the original residence of the He family.

Xiao Muyuan came earlier than He Qingwen. He was sitting on the sofa in the lobby with the house transfer agreement in his hand.

He should be more annoyed, after all, he lost the bet, which cost him a villa and everything in this room, worth 800 million.

But, he has none of it.

Not angry at all, not regretful at all, he even looked forward to it.

He wanted to see He Qingwen's expression the moment he got the key, would he be happy?

It's like he annoys a kid, and then he tries to make the kid happy with candy.

He wanted to see the kid laugh—

Suddenly remembered what Li Dongxu told him about coaxing the children in the morning, and raised his headband to look at the house.

Suddenly laughed.

This candy is too big.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows is still the piano, a black grand piano.

Xiao Muyuan used his hand to slowly touch the piano from one side to the other. The black and white keys were like a step by step. They were pressed and bounced between his fingers, and the music was not melody but extremely beautiful. temperament.

What would He Qingwen look like sitting here playing the piano?

Xiao Muyuan began to imagine.

He leaned on the piano and looked at the French windows.

He was waiting, waiting for He Qingwen's arrival.

The black Lamborghini stopped in front of the villa, and He Qingwen, who was dressed in white, got out of the car.

Indifferent and elegant——

The door was not closed, so He Qingwen walked in directly, and saw Xiao Muyuan standing next to the piano.

"I'm sorry, Chairman Xiao, for keeping you waiting."

Xiao Muyuan responded with a slight nod, "No hurry!" He pulled out a corner of the photo in his jacket, paused, and then put it back.

He Qingwen didn't pay attention to his actions, his eyes kept wandering from the moment he entered the room.

"I didn't expect Director Xiao to be so faithful."

"As I said, I always value credibility." Xiao Muyuan spread his hands, picked up the house transfer agreement, walked up to He Qingwen, and handed it over.

He Qingwen took it, but didn't read it right away.

His eyes opened to the hall, looking at everything in front of him with very nostalgic and nostalgic eyes.

Xiao Muyuan did not lie, the things in the house did not change, nothing was missing, it was still the same as when he left.

On the table is my mother's favorite tea set, and on the cabinet are my father's antique vases and oil paintings.

and also--

His eyes fell on the piano.

This piano is a pure handmade piano that He Yuntian specially customized for him from Europe back then. It is limited to only three in the world.

He Qingwen walked past Xiao Muyuan, walked to the piano, and quickly swipe across the black and white keys with his slender fingers.

It really is different——

Xiao Muyuan smiled secretly, he did the same thing, but listen—but it was a world of difference.

He Qingwen also seemed to have some whim, and kept touching the keys with his hands.

"Young Master He, why don't you come and play a song! Let's treat it as a celebration, how about it?"

He Qingwen chuckled, "Did Xiao Dong not care?"

Xiao Muyuan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Xiao can bear it."

He Qingwen smiled and sat quietly in front of the piano.

He raised his hand and slowly placed it on the piano keys.

The piano sounded, and a crisp key sound flowed out from his slender fingertips.

He raised his head slowly, and after a prelude, he began to sing softly.

"Autumn is strong, autumn is strong in people's hearts, a glass of wine, a variety of emotions, many partings, many partings in the season when the leaves fall, hold your hand, put it in my heart, I want you to remember, the wordless sincerity - —”

He Qingwen closed his eyes, and his voice was very soft and soft!

Xiao Muyuan listened, breathing deliberately and steadily.

It seemed that I really saw the red leaves flying all over the sky in autumn, and saw He Qingwen walking alone on the asbestos path with fallen leaves, feeling sad.

He looked at He Qingwen's side face with his head up, with such a melancholy expression.

However, it was because of his sadness that it added to his charm.

Amorous feelings——

Yes, He Qingwen, who is playing the piano in front of him, is extremely beautiful——

The sun shines on his body, shining dazzling brilliance.

He closed his eyes and immersed himself in the sound of the piano, like a devil who had just returned from the battlefield and turned into a gentle and noble fallen angel.

Some people say that Pandora's eyes cannot be opened, once they are opened - it will be destroyed.

He Qingwen——that Pandora.

His eyes opened—

Xiao Muyuan's heart was hit hard.

"Ah--I'm not afraid of the pain of lovesickness, I'm only afraid of your pain, I only blame others in the wind.

When he was still reminiscing about the song, He Qingwen's hand had already been withdrawn, and the whole song was over.

Xiao Muyuan stood in front of the piano without moving, his eyes seemed to be fixed on He Qingwen until He Qingwen turned his eyes.

"Xiao Dong?"

Xiao Muyuan came back to his senses when he heard He Qingwen's soft call.

"Uh—it's really beautiful!" Xiao Muyuan looked away, walked along the piano to the French window.

The sunset was slanting to the west, Xiao Muyuan saw the reflection inside from the huge French windows, He Qingwen left the piano and went up to the second floor.

Do you want to follow?

Xiao Muyuan asked himself.

He raised one hand in front of him and clenched it tightly. Seeing the reflected figure disappear around the corner of the stairs, his heart felt a little empty.

His footsteps hesitated in place, and when he heard the bedroom door open, he stepped out.

Followed He Qingwen to the second floor and stopped at the door of the master bedroom