I fell for it after hanging out with scum

The wooden box on the fireplace was missing.

After Fang Zhongjing told the housekeeper to do things, when he turned around, he found that the things were gone.

Where did you go?

Fang Zhongjing's hand holding the cigarette was shaking, and his eyes turned around in the venue. Everyone was drinking, chatting and eating, talking freely, without any abnormalities.

Fang Zhongjing was silent for a moment, put out the cigarette in the ashtray, and went out to the monitoring room.

In the silent backyard, there was a rustling sound.

The young master of the Su family, Su Zhuo, whom Fang Zhongjing refused to check, was using needle-nose pliers to pry open the wooden box in front of him. He threw the lock aside, opened the box lid, and rubbed his hands excitedly.

He would like to see what good things are in it that can make Fang Zhongjing's baby like this.

The wooden box lid was opened, and a delicate jade altar came into view.

Su Zhuo saw this thing at the auction, tens of millions of jade altars are worth a lot.

Su Zhuo picked up the jade altar and shook it, there seemed to be something inside.

He was even more convinced that there was something good hidden in it, otherwise Fang Zhongjing wouldn't have hidden it so tightly.

Su Zhuo reached into the jade altar and touched the fine powder. He took it out and smelled it strangely, but there was no smell.

What is this?

Looking at it under the thin moonlight, Baifen is not like Baifen, it looks like...

Su Zhuo suddenly realized something, and his face suddenly became strangely pale.

Could it be ashes?

As soon as this thought came out, Su Zhuo's scalp went numb instantly.

At this moment, he heard the slight sound of leather shoes stepping on the grass behind him.

A burst of cold sweat broke out on Su Zhuo's back, he turned his head slowly, and saw Fang Zhongjing walking down the steps of the corridor, his eyes fixed on him sinisterly.

Su Zhuo was so frightened that he lost his grip on one of his hands, and the jade altar slipped from his hands and fell to pieces on the ground.

The ashes were scattered all over the ground and were blown everywhere by the wind.

At that moment, Su Zhuo caught a flash of killing intent in Fang Zhongjing's eyes.

At that time, there was only one thought left in his mind.

He is finished.

Everyone in the circle knows that Fang Zhongjing is a ruthless person, and those who have offended him before have never had a good end.

This time he not only smashed Fang Zhongjing's tens of millions of jade altars, but also lost whose ashes.

Su Zhuo's hands were trembling, and he was terrified by Fang Zhongjing's sinister eyes. He quickly explained: "Young Master Fang, I just wanted to see what it was, and I put it back after I finished reading it. I didn't mean it."

Fang Zhongjing hid half of his body in the darkness and did not speak.

When it was approaching eleven o'clock, the butler suddenly came in and informed the guests present that tonight's banquet ended early.

Before everyone realized what happened, the people who came in from the outside heard the wind and whispered to each other.

"Just now I saw the young master of the Su family being carried out covered in blood."

"what happened?"

"I don't know, my hands and feet are broken, it's frightening to death."

The housekeeper invited these guests away in an orderly manner, making amends one by one, and within half a day, the living room was cleared.

The whole square house became quiet, the housekeeper ordered the security guard to close the door, and came to the backyard alone.

A lonely figure sat on the grass with his back turned to him, unable to see his expression clearly.

The butler stepped forward and called softly, "Young Master Fang..."

Fang Zhongjing sat on the grass, his hands were covered with blood, he stared at the ashes on the ground in a daze, his eyes were bloodshot.

The butler said, "Young Master Fang, I'll let the servants handle it, and I can still pick it up."

The housekeeper had been persuading Fang Zhongjing to bury Qin Shang's ashes before, but he refused to agree. He found a fortune teller to calculate a good location at home, put Qin Shang on the fireplace, and watched day and night.

Unexpectedly, something happened.Fang Zhongjing said, "No need..."

The butler looked at him blankly.

Fang Zhongjing was holding a cigarette, and the sparks burned his hands without knowing it. He patted the ashes on his body and stood up, as if he had regained his former composure. "The ashes are definitely not Qin Shang, and it doesn't matter if they are scattered."

The housekeeper wanted to say something, but Fang Zhongjing turned around and left. His back was lonely and desolate, and he quickly disappeared around the corner.

The young master of the Su family who was sent to the hospital managed to save his life, but his hands and feet were broken, and he was still lying unconscious in the intensive care unit.

The next day, Su's father and Su's mother came to apologize with gifts.

Although they have a little money and power, they are nothing compared to Fang Zhongjing's wealth and power.

Everyone knows Fang Zhongjing's character, Su Zhuo still has his life, it doesn't mean that there will be no accidents in the future.

Su's father and Su's mother sat in the living room for two hours before Fang Zhongjing came down the stairs slowly.

Su's father and Su's mother stood up together, with embarrassed expressions.

Before they could open their mouths, Fang Zhongjing said to the housekeeper, "Serve tea..."

Mother Su looked at Father Su for help, and Father Su bite the bullet and said, "Young Master Fang, it's all my fault that I didn't teach the dog well, and let him make you unhappy."

Fang Zhongjing said politely: "It's just something unimportant, so Uncle Su doesn't have to worry about it."

Su's father and Su's mother looked at each other, feeling even more uncertain.

Since it was something unimportant, why did Fang Zhongjing get angry last night and sent Su Zhuo to the hospital, where he is still unconscious

Father Su thought for a while, and said, "I heard that Zhuo Er broke the jade altar that Young Master Fang bought at the auction. Don't worry, we will pay you back at the original price."

Fang Zhongjing took a sip of hot tea, "It's just a gadget, it's nothing."

Su's father showed a look of embarrassment, "Young Master Fang, you beat me too. Could it be that you became a jade altar and took my son's life?"

Fang Zhongjing drank the fragrant tea politely, put down the teacup, and said lightly: "Housekeeper, see off the guests."

Throwing down these words, Fang Zhongjing turned and went upstairs, ignoring Father Su's shout behind him, and disappeared around the corner.

Back on the second floor, Fang Zhongjing walked into the baby's room. Fang Qinze was sleeping under the soft quilt, with glistening saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, long and curled eyelashes, trembling slightly.

Everyone said that Fang Qinze looked like him, but it was not the case, the child looked more like Qin Shang when he was a child.

Fang Zhongjing bent down and kissed Fang Qinze's cheek, as if kissing Qin Shang through him.

The child turned over in a daze, his chubby hands clenched into fists, and two shallow dimples loomed.

Fang Zhongjing smiled unconsciously.

Sitting by the bed, Fang Zhongjing took the photo frame from the cabinet. Inside was a photo of Qin Shang in high school. His face was pure and innocent, and his cool black hair complemented his fair skin.

This was taken by Fang Zhongjing himself on Qin Shang's 16th birthday.

At that time, Qin Shang was already very close to Fang Zhongjing, pestering him to call Fang Shao every day, except him, everyone in the family was afraid of Fang Zhongjing.

Fang Zhongjing still remembered that after the birthday party, he helped Qin Shang solve his desire in the room.

It was Qin Shang's first time, he huddled in Fang Zhongjing's arms in fear, gasping for breath, and called Fang Shao shyly and fearfully.

Fang Zhongjing stiffened.

That was the first time he had a physical reaction to Qin Shang.

Fang Zhongjing caressed Qin Shang's face in the photo, and said in a low voice, "The child will call Dad now."

The people in the photo are smiling.

Fang Zhongjing knew that Qin Shang would not answer him again.

Before I knew it, a few days had passed since the birthday party.

One day, Fang Zhongjing was working in the office when he received a call from Xiang Zhengcheng.

Fang Zhongjing looked at the caller ID, put down the pen in his hand, and waited for a while before answering the phone.

As soon as it was connected, Xiang Zhengcheng's exasperated voice came from the receiver: "Fang Zhongjing, what do you mean?"

Fang Zhongjing picked up a cigarette, pretended to be stupid, and said, "What are you talking about, Young Master Xiang?"

Xiang Zhengcheng said angrily, "Stop pretending, what do you mean by spreading the news of Tao Zhi's death to the Internet and TV news?"

Xiang Zhengcheng came together this morning and found that the TV news and the Internet were full of news about Tao Zhi's death. Tao Zhi was obviously alive and well, even if something happened, his identity would not be on the news.

Obviously someone did it on purpose.

Thinking of Tao Zhi pouring Fang Zhongjing's red wine at the birthday party a few days ago, it must be Fang Zhongjing's deliberate revenge.

Fang Zhongjing smiled, "Xiang Shao said I did it, is there any proof?"

Xiang Zhengcheng said angrily: "You know if you did it, don't pretend to be stupid for me here!"

Fang Zhongjing frowned slightly, and said lazily, "Young Master Xiang, don't worry, of course I have my reasons for doing this."

"I don't care what your reason is, let people take down these news immediately." Xiang Zhengcheng said, "He is still alive and well, who allows you to curse him like that!"

Fang Zhongjing said lightly: "What if I don't agree?"

"Then don't blame me for being rude." Xiang Zhengcheng was never afraid of breaking his face with Fang Zhongjing.

Fang Zhongjing suddenly said: "Young Master Xiang's little lover outside is still clean, right? Do you need me to remind Tao Zhi?"

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

Fang Zhongjing puffed out the smoke slowly, "Don't worry, Young Master, as long as I catch the person I want, when the matter is resolved, I will naturally have people withdraw the news."

"Who exactly are you trying to catch?" Xiang Zhengcheng calmed down and finally realized something was wrong.

Fang Zhongjing didn't say much, but said, "It only takes a few days to keep Tao Zhi from Xiang Shao."

Naturally, it was impossible for Xiang Zhengcheng to let Fang Zhongjing ruin their relationship again, so he gritted his teeth and said yes, made a note of the account in his heart, and hung up the phone.

The surroundings finally calmed down, Fang Zhongjing leaned back on the chair, holding the cigarette between his fingers, and the pungent smoke rose up.

After a while, Fang Zhongjing dialed another number and said in a deep voice, "Has the cemetery sent someone to watch?"

"Yes, there are special people watching for 24 hours." The other end of the phone said: "As long as Qin Shang comes to pay respects to Tao Zhi, we will find out immediately, so don't worry, Young Master Fang."

After the call ended, the phone quickly went dark, and Fang Zhongjing's haggard face was reflected on the screen. He murmured, "Qin Shang, if you are still alive, come out and meet Tao Zhi."

However, it has been a week since the media reported Tao Zhi's death, and there is still no movement from the cemetery.

Fang Zhongjing couldn't help but believe that Qin Shang was really dead.

But how could Qin Shang die?

Qin Shang was not willing to die when he tortured Qin Shang like that before, but now he has stomach cancer, so he should hold on.

Fang Zhongjing looked out of the window, dark clouds covered the entire sky.

The downpour obliterated the entire city, everything was soaked in mist, and even the air was cold and humid.

Coming out of the baby room, the harsh sound of the bell broke the dead silence in the corridor.

Fang Zhongjing's heart suddenly beat violently. He looked at the caller ID and pressed the answer button with trembling hands.

The other end of the phone said excitedly: "Young Master Fang, someone has come to the cemetery to pay respects to Tao Zhi!"

Guess if it's Qin Shang...

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