The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

"I'm a liar."

"I am not a boy from the Dechun class at all, nor am I the orphan of the Xie family. I came to this strange world for no reason, like a bunch of grass without roots."

"Do you think I can live a good life after you leave? Who gave you the illusion..."

Xie Yan stood alone in the empty room, looking at the letter paper in his hand, speaking slowly in an almost calm tone, telling the traveler who was destined not to hear all this.

"Wen Heng, do you know? You are my only home in this time and space."

"So..." He closed his eyes, and the trembling in the ending voice betrayed his heart, "I don't believe it."

……

Madam Wen, whose heart was in a mess, saw Xie Yan who finally came down from upstairs, and subconsciously stood up, but this time, the young man who was always gentle and clear in his memory had a cold face, and walked quickly towards the door as if no one else was there.

"Ayan, where are you going?" Mrs. Wen couldn't help shouting.

"Go look for someone." Xie Yan kept walking, and when the voice came, the person had already arrived outside the door.

……

Mrs. Wen was stunned for a moment, and when she realized it, Xie Yan was no longer visible.

"Do you want to send someone to find him? It's not safe outside now..." Wen Rui asked.

"...Let him go." Mrs. Wen finally shook her head, "At this time, if you don't let him try, you won't be able to get over the hurdle in your heart."

"Sichuan over there—"

"I know what you're going to say. You're not allowed to go. Do you want Yujing to be like today?" Mrs. Wen interrupted Wen Rui.

"Can--"

"I'll go." Mrs. Wen took a quick look at Wen Jiulou. At that moment, she had a strange expression, like grievance and expectation, but everything was buried in her heart in an instant.

In the next second, she untied the whip around her waist, "Didn't you come to threaten me? Didn't you ask who will be the next to die? When my aunt smashed the Yangtze River 20 years ago, those grandchildren were still eating in the womb. Where's the milk?"

"Shuang Xia!" Wen Jiulou frowned deeply.

"Otherwise, what should we do? If we are afraid of this time, the Wen family will be suppressed everywhere in the future, and will eventually decline at the hands of the idiots. Ruier still has countless achievements, and you are the symbol of the Wen family in the eyes of outsiders, and no one else is qualified. , besides me, can you think of a suitable candidate?"

"..."

Looking at Wen Jiulou who fell into silence, Mrs. Wen turned her head and smiled, "I think clearly, and you think clearly too. As it turns out, no one can blame anyone... Ruier, come with me."

Mrs. Wen took Wen Rui out of the living room, probably to explain her affairs after she left.

Wen Yanhui stood silently in the corner, watching Wen Jiulou standing there like a sculpture for a long time, before hitting the western sofa hard with his last punch.

"Boom!" The loud sound made Wen Yanhui shudder.

"Yan girl... why are you still here?" Wen Jiulou found the youngest daughter.

"I……"

"Forget it, you go back to your room, didn't you scare you?" Seeing that Wen Yanhui couldn't explain why, Wen Jiulou shook his head mockingly, "I'm going out for a while, the house is very messy these days , ask the maid for anything you need."

Wen Jiulou picked up the holster on the ground and left the Wen family mansion. Wen Yanhui watched his back leave, and returned to his bedroom step by step with a daze that almost overwhelmed him.

She took out an old note from the deepest part of the dressing table, sat blankly in front of the mirror, looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar blooming girl in the mirror, clenched and loosened her hands unconsciously.

……

Xie Yan knew that his behavior was impolite, but he didn't want to say a single unnecessary word now.His heart is getting more and more crazy, but his brain is getting calmer and calmer at this time, like a machine without emotional precision calculations.

After leaving Wen's house, Xie Yan went to find Yunliu without the slightest hesitation.

Yunliu, who had already gotten some information from Xiefang Tower, also took Xie Yan directly to the place where she met Mrs. Hua and Mrs. Mute without any delay.

"Have you heard from the lame sister?" Xie Yan cut to the chase.

"..." Neither Mrs. Hua nor Mrs. Mute spoke, Xie Yan's heart sank again.

"The lame sister sent a message last time saying that she was going to the Three Gorges with the Wen family, but in the past few days, she didn't send back the news as agreed." In the end, it was the dumb sister-in-law who spoke.

The old hoarse voice echoed in the closed room, Xie Yan lowered his head, used his limit to deduce all the possibilities, and finally leaned against the wall weakly.

"The news about the lame sister was sent back by the manpower of the fishing boat. There may be delays on the way." Aunt Hua knew that her consolation was in vain, because being able to change Xie Yan into this state showed that the Wen family had already received iron-clad messages. prove.

The two of them have passed the age of love, and the lover in memory is long gone. After watching too much of the world, they will get used to it. In the era of war and chaos, the bones of the bitter lover can be built into a high wall that never sees the sun.

Therefore, only Xie Yan can cross this hurdle, and only Xie Yan can decide what to do next.

Mrs. Hua and Mrs. Mute are waiting for Xie Yan to speak.

After an unknown amount of time, when the young man with his eyes closed opened his eyes again, his aura changed drastically.

"Sister-in-law Hua, sister-in-law dumb, tell me everything you know about Uncle Xiang in detail, and help me contact all his old departments that you trust."

If before, Xie Yan only wanted to protect Xiang Yanlin's inheritance from the enemy, but now, he wants to be the one who masters this enormous power.

Previously, Xie Yan was a sharp and restrained net, but now he wants to be a brave and fearless sword!

……

Unknowingly, it was evening, and the sky outside the window gradually darkened. Wen Yanhui just sat in his bedroom like a lifeless painting.

The servant girl Fuzhu knocked on the door, and got permission to push in.

"Miss San, the Hong family has sent a few stewards to say that they want to see you, look at this..."

"What did Madam say?"

"The madam and the eldest young master left a long time ago, and the master didn't come back. We originally said that there was no one at home, but the Hong family stewards made it clear that they wanted to see the third lady. The Hong family has a high status, and they came in the name of their in-laws." I'm afraid it's not good to refuse directly, the housekeeper is not sure and can't find Madam for a while, so he can only ask me to come up and ask you."

Originally, Wen Yanhui wouldn't let Wen Yanhui make a decision on such a matter, but the Wen family has just undergone drastic changes, and it is really not wise to offend the Hong family at the moment. Mrs. Wen valued it, so she simply gritted her teeth and decided to see if the wooden Third Miss had any ideas.

Wen Yanhui lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, then got up and went to open his dressing table.

"Invite people in and treat them well, and let them pick a female steward to wait for me in the small living room on the second floor. I'll pack up and go down to see her."

"Miss San, can you..." Fuzhu was stunned for a moment.

"The Hong family proposed marriage to me on behalf of their young master. My father has not publicly rejected them. He is indeed considered half-in-law. I see that their stewardess is not out of bounds." Wen Yanhui didn't know what Fuzhu meant, But there was no positive answer.

"I'm going to tell the housekeeper."

Fu Zhu left at the sound, she wondered a little bit suspiciously, why did she see some shadow of Madam in Miss San just now?

Wen Yanhui looked at himself in the mirror a few times, and silently put on the jewelry one by one, without joy or impatience, just like a routine.

……

At the same time, in a Japanese-style restaurant in Linjiang, Hankou Racecourse, Wen Yanhui's future "husband-to-be" is enjoying the warmth and nephrite of an oriental beauty.

"Gong Zhongzheng, the place you are looking for is not bad." Hong Juntao commented lazily while hugging the beauty.

"As long as Young Master Hong likes it." Gong Zhongzheng, who was wearing round glasses, smiled harmlessly.

"The main reason is that I am happy today, young master. I like everything I see." Hong Juntao raised his glass and sighed, "The boy Wen Heng from the Wen family died unexpectedly. Example scolded me, now it seems that I still have the last laugh. It’s so happy, let them look down on me, it deserves it!”

With the help of interested people, the incident at Wen's Wharf has spread in Hankou, and Hong Juntao naturally learned of the news.At the beginning, he was unwilling to get engaged to Wen Yanhui, but he didn't expect the Wen family to be even more unwilling, so he tactfully expressed his refusal in private, and slapped Hong Juntao hard in the face.

When did Hong Juntao suffer this kind of loss, and he has always kept a grudge in his heart, but he suffered from the fact that the Wen family was so powerful that he had no chance to retaliate.Now that there is finally a crack in the monolithic Wen family, how could he let go of this great opportunity?

"The method Yao Tao said at the time was good but unrealistic. After all, a group of upstart Wen family bandits, it is impossible to trick the third lady out alone." Hong Juntao shook his head, "I thought this humiliation could only be endured, no I thought it was a godsend opportunity."

"By the way, Gong Zhongzheng, what did you tell my servants? Why are you so sure that Miss Wen's family will go to the appointment alone after hearing this?"

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the young man with round glasses, and he restrained himself in the next second, and put on a gentle and harmless smile, "I just taught them some speech skills, so that Miss Wen felt that we could help the Wen family get out of the predicament. The family is in decline, and Ms. Wen must be very nervous. Although those stewards were appointed by you, they are acting under the banner of the Hong family. Ms. Wen, a boudoir who doesn't know the world, will naturally believe it and obediently come."

"Hmph." Hong Juntao imagined the scene at that time, and couldn't help but sneer, "Did Yao Tao find everyone? I want to teach the Wen family and their concubine a good lesson, and let everyone know Look down on my price."

"Don't worry, it will definitely succeed." Gong Zhongzheng also laughed, and where Hong Juntao didn't notice, his expression was like a cunning hunter controlling all prey.

Of course he will succeed.