The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

The candlelight in the dark room danced in Wen Yanhui's dark eyes.

Mrs. Zhuyue stared at her, not letting go of any clues.

"You miss Atao very much, don't you?"

Atao, Aunt Tao, Wen Yanhui's biological mother, the gap between Mrs. Wen and Wen Jiulou that could never be filled.

The other kind of truth Mrs. Zhuyue just said has bloody uncovered the scars that had been buried for more than ten years.

Wen Yanhui was already in tears, "No one told me... No one told me."

Mrs. Zhuyue sighed, and gently embraced her, "Good boy, I'm the one who was late."

The girl in her arms was a little stiff and did not respond.

Seeing her like this, Mrs. Zhuyue smiled even more. If Wen Yanhui accepted her all at once, she would be suspicious instead.

"Yanhui, what are you going to do next?" Zhuyue gently stroked Wen Yanhui's black hair, "Don't be afraid, I will make the decision for you."

"I..." Wen Yanhui was silent for a while, "I don't want to go back to Wen's house."

Zhuyue was not surprised when she heard the words, and she didn't force Wen Yanhui to show how much hatred she has for the Wen family right now. Some things need to be adjusted slowly, not in a hurry.

"I understand, alas... good boy, come with me."

"..."

"There are still old things left by your mother in my house. Let's go back and I will show you one by one."

"...Mmm." Wen Yanhui replied tremblingly, this time he did not refuse.

Hong Juntao, who was curled up in the corner, was completely dumbfounded, he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

No matter how stupid he was, he knew that these Japanese people kept him in the room to listen to such confidential past events, not because of trust, but because they knew that he would never have a chance to tell the secret.

How...how did it become like this? !

Comforting Wen Yanhui, Mrs. Zhuyue glanced lightly at Hong Juntao who was shaking like a sieve.

"Drag him down and watch closely. You don't need to show a good face, just keep your breath."

The dignified young master of the Hong family is like a contemptible ant in Mrs. Zhuyue's mouth.

The subordinates heard the order and tied Hong Juntao several more times, stuffed the cloth again, and dragged him down without a sound.

"Yan regret, good boy, come with me."

Mrs. Zhuyue took Wen Yanhui with her, and Shi Shiran left the dark room. After a few steps, a young man with a round face and glasses greeted him.

"Gong Zhongzheng, everything is done?"

"Don't worry, ma'am, all the servants of the Hong family who knew about this matter have been dealt with."

The simple-faced public was cupping their hands, and there was a hint of cunning in the small eyes behind the glasses.

Hong Juntao thought that he met a Huaxia student who was also studying in Japan, but he didn't know that this person was Japanese from the beginning, and he just lived in Huaxia for a few years with his business family.

From beginning to end, he was just a pawn used by the Japanese.

Mrs. Zhuyue nodded in satisfaction. She still had some things to hand over to Gong Zhongzheng, but she couldn't say it in front of Wen Yanhui.

After indicating that Gongzhong was looking back for her business, Mrs. Zhuyue continued to walk out with Wen Yanhui on her arm.

Where she didn't notice, the girl who had been bowing her head and saying nothing raised her eyes slightly, keeping Gong Zhongzheng's appearance firmly in her heart, and lowered her eyes the next second, as if nothing had happened.

The night at the Hankou Racecourse is still extremely lively, and the neon lights are reflected on the icy river, creating a dreamy halo.The sound of silk and bamboo in the theater, the sound of punching in the restaurant and other bustling sounds floated in the air, endlessly.

The four members of Miao's family came to the racetrack today for a good "luxury", and Miao Daya, who got a salary, treated guests to a western restaurant for a meal to celebrate Erya's admission to the new school.

The palm-sized steak served on a white porcelain plate, the bitter coffee, and the exquisite cream cake all opened the eyes of the Miao family. Although they are not used to it, the daughters are capable and filial, which still makes the Miao parents and Miao mother stop. Can't stop laughing.

"Big girl, it's enough for us to come to this place once to see the world, and we can't waste money indiscriminately in the future." Mother Miao shook her head and sighed. When she was paying the bill just now, she looked at the price of the palm-sized piece of undercooked beef. , enough to buy a few catties of raw beef!

"Yeah, my family, although thanks to the blessings of Wen's family and Mr. Xie, our life is better, but we must not waste it."

"Father and mother, don't worry, I came to the western restaurant to taste their dishes and study new dishes for the theater."

During these days of exercising in the present theater, Da Ya has grown a lot, she is not formal in speaking and doing things, and she has begun to actively look for ways to innovate dishes.

Seeing that the present theater now has some foreign customers, and many Chinese audiences are also interested in foreign food, Da Ya proposed to try to integrate some dishes of foreign food into Chinese food.

Xie Yan naturally has no objection to this, and encourages her to try more foreigner meals, and if she has an idea, she can go to Wei Guangliang, that curious chemistry freak, to study it together.

Anyway, Wei Guangliang's new cannabis antidote has almost been researched. Since he likes to tinker with all kinds of wonderful diets, it would be a waste to leave them unused.

With Xie Yan's approval, Miao Daya took the opportunity of her younger sister to be admitted to the new school and brought her family to the racecourse to eat foreign food. She not only brought the family to enjoy the blessing, but also tasted foreign food, killing two birds with one stone.

Although the foreigner’s steak doesn’t taste good, Miao Daya was very surprised by their cream cake, which is different from traditional Chinese pastries. The taste of coffee is a bit weird, but it tastes delicious...

Miao Daya has already figured it out in her heart, and when she goes back to find Mr. Xiao Xie to make a charter, she will try to improve it with the chefs in the theater.

"You are much more valuable than those people see."

Thinking of what Xie Yan said when they first met, Miao Daya's heart moved slightly.At that time, she only took it as a consolation, but now, she supported a family by herself and learned a lot of new things. Who dares to say that she is not worthy of that Wei Dalang who abandoned his hard-working fiancée for the prostitute's money? !

Hearing from Erya, Wei Dalang actually suspected her relationship with Mr. Xiao Xie, and slandered Mr. Xiao Xie with others outside, bah!What a shameless dog thing.

Thinking of Xie Yan, Miao Daya turned her head and looked at her sister. In this celebration, the party who should be the most excited was unusually silent.

Just now she was afraid of spoiling her parents' interest, now that the meal was over, Miao Daya finally had a chance to talk to her sister quietly.

"Erya, something is wrong after you came back from reading the list today, is something wrong?"

"...Me." Miao Erya met her elder sister's gaze, not knowing how to express her worry.

After reading the list this afternoon, Xiaoyan was hastily taken away by Wen's plan.From the hasty conversation between the two and Xiaoyan's careless address, Miao Erya had already guessed the true identity of "Tao Xiaoyan".

After figuring this out, the things that were wrong with Xiaoyan before, such as why he never saw his parents, why he is so knowledgeable, and why he has such a close relationship with Xie Yan, all fit into place.

angry?That's not true. Miss Wen's status is special, so it's normal to have scruples.On the contrary, Wen Yanhui treated her as a young lady of the Wen family, and never underestimated her in such a friendly way, which filled Miao Erya's heart with warmth and emotion.

What worries her is that, judging from the reaction of the buddy and Xiaoyan in the afternoon, something big must have happened to the Wen family. Miao Erya couldn't reveal anything, not even her family members.

"I'm thinking that I'm going to school soon. Although new schools don't charge tuition fees, there must be other expenses during school. After I go to school, there will be less work at home. If things go on like this, the family will definitely be burdened."

"What is this?" Knowing what her sister was worried about, Miao Daya patted her on the back.

"You can just study at ease, I have me at home!"

Miao Daya has already figured it out, who said that only men are the breadwinners of the family, and women can only be assistants in the master?Ms. Anyu Jing'an of the drama club supports all the big and small affairs by herself. The famous Mrs. Wen Jiawen, the famous ship king, stands upright. Mr. Xie often encourages them that there is no distinction between men and women.

Nowadays, the status of women in the new era has been greatly improved. The Miao family has no children. She is the eldest sister and should take on the important task of supporting the family.

When she gets married in the future, she doesn't want to marry someone from a well-off family, or any rich man, as long as her husband and son-in-law are hardworking, capable, and sincere, and they can make money together and support both families.

"Sister..." Although she couldn't express her real worries, Miao Erya's eyes were flushed by Da Ya's promise.

"Okay, don't think about these things anymore, study hard, and strive to be as good as Mr. Xie. Parents are still waiting for us, let's go."

The big sisters and the two sisters left with smiles, the feasting and feasting of the racecourse became the background of their young backs, and their fresh vitality overshadowed everything.

At the corner of the street more than ten meters away, a figure covered in a black cloak stood quietly, watching them drift away.

"Yanhui, the car is here." A black car parked quietly at the corner of the street, Zhuyue looked at the place Wen Yanhui had just looked at as if feeling something, but saw nothing.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at the river." Wen Yanhui's voice came from inside the cloak, "The river is different every moment. If you take a look, you will never see it again."

Mrs. Zhuyue frowned and thought about Wen Yanhui's words, but didn't take it to heart, "Useless things, even if they are different every moment, are not worth wasting time."

This time Wen Yanhui didn't say anything, and silently followed Mrs. Zhuyue into the car.

Sail to the destiny she has chosen for herself.

……

People from the Wen family went out wave after wave, but there was still no news of Wen Yanhui.

After Miao Erya came back and heard that Wen Yanhui had disappeared, she anxiously wanted to find someone alone late at night, but was forcibly stopped by Xie Yan, and the people sent to Hong's house came back, saying that they never sent anyone to Wen's house to look for Wen. Yan regrets, but their young master Hong Juntao is nowhere to be found.

The Hong family used to be the overlord of the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River. Over the years, due to the failure of their descendants and the rise of the Wen family, they have gradually declined. They even had the idea of ​​seeking care from the Wen family on the grounds of marriage, but they were eventually rejected by the Wen family.

The news of Wen Heng's accident during the day may not be known to others, but they cannot be hidden from the Hong family whose camel is bigger than a horse.Hearing that Wen Heng, the second son of the Wen family, lost his life, and that a large amount of goods were seized and the capital chain was broken, the Hong family's nephews couldn't help gloating.

"Juntao went out to discuss knowledge with his classmates, and he probably won't come back tonight." The housekeeper of the Hong family smiled eccentrically, "As for Miss Wen's family, instead of coming to ask us, why not find out if she eloped with some little bastard It's good to have it. Our Hong family can't afford such a shameless concubine."

"you--!"

"Cheng Lu, shut up." An old and majestic voice came from the house, stopping the dispute.

The old man of the Hong family came out to clean up the situation himself, even Wen Jiulou had to give a little favor, and Wen's scheme naturally couldn't do anything.After being reprimanded by Mr. Hong for a few words, the Hong family wanted to pretend that the Wen family was alive, and they had the support of Fang Xunxu behind them, so they stopped provoking words.

The Wen guy who was sent here coldly remembered the people who humiliated the Wen family today, and then looked at Mr. Hong who closed his eyes and rested after finishing speaking.

Mr. Hong really just arrived, or——

The man who was recommended by the housekeeper to come to the Hong family to ask questions was naturally not a fool without a brain. Thinking of the overt and secret conflicts between the Wen family and the Hong family over the years, the man sneered in his heart.

If the second young master is gone and another batch of goods is missing, the Wen family will completely collapse?

How the old lady started from nothing decades ago, the Hong family's trash have probably forgotten!Now that the Wen family has lost the second young master, but still has the eldest young master, Mr. Xie and Miss An to help, the Hong family thought that they would be able to step on the Wen family's head from now on, it was a big mistake.

Suppressing the coldness in his heart, the clerk smiled and said auspicious words to Mr. Hong, then took his leave and left.

The cold wind in Hankou in the middle of the night made him shiver, he wrapped his short jacket tightly and hurriedly ran towards Wen's compound without thinking about anything else.

Mr. Xie must be informed about the Hong family's affairs as soon as possible.

Madam Wen and Wen Heng's trust in Xie Yan has been seen by everyone these days, and they also know something about him and Wen Heng.When the Wen family members were away, Xie Yan seemed to have become the backbone of this huge force.

The living room on the first floor of the Wen family mansion was brightly lit. When Wen Yanhui was not there, Fuzhu decided to send letters to several members of the Wen family. However, due to various reasons, they have not returned yet. Only An Yujing rushed over. Surrounded Xie Yan with Gu Shixu and others, waiting for him to make up his mind.

After listening to the detailed report from the man who went to Hong's house, Xie Yan thought of more.

According to the butler, the Hong family has been inferior to the Wen family for a long time, and a while ago even thought of attaching to the Wen family.Although something happened to Wen Heng today, Mrs. Wen is still alive on Jiulou Wen, and Wen Rui is in the army under Fang Qingming's command. What makes the Hong family so confident that they dare to directly fight against the Wen family?Are they sure that the Wen family will never get up again?

In addition, the absence of Hong Juntao, the young master of the Hong family, is also a small detail that cannot be ignored...

Xie Yan tapped his index finger three times. Those who knew him well in the previous life knew that this was a sign that Lawyer Xie was going to make some people suffer.

"Shiyao, I'm sorry to trouble you." Xie Yan looked at the young man sitting beside him.

Gu Shi谦 used to hang out in Hankou for a long time, was taught by Mrs. Hua and Mute, and met Wen Yanhui. After being rescued, she has been living in seclusion, and her relationship with Wen’s family is rarely known. It is the most suitable time. candidates.

"It should have been like this a long time ago." Gu Shixu nodded, got up and left.

In fact, during these days, Gu Shixu had always wanted to continue to shine in intelligence work, but was rejected by Xie Yan.From Xie Yan's point of view, since he took over the original owner's body, he should take care of the family for the original owner. In modern times, Gu Shiyan is just a kid who has just entered high school and belongs to the category that needs to be protected by him.

But in Gu Shi's heart, since Xie Yan is not his cousin, there is no need to discipline him.All his blood relatives in this world are dead, and all kinds of experiences after the extermination of the clan made him unable to live the life of an ordinary person anymore.

He sees himself as a sharp blade that does not need a scabbard. The meaning of the existence of this knife is to recklessly attack the enemy who killed his family, the enemy who wrecked China and created this chaotic world. No pity.

And a knife needs a knife-wielder, and the new Xie Yan is a qualified knife-wielder he has observed these days, that's all.

Silently watching Gu Shiyu leave, Xie Yan didn't speak for a while.

If it was before, he would never let Gu Shiyan do these things again.

But now the situation is tense, and there is no room for him not to think about it. Moreover, Xie Yan is clearly aware that Wen Heng's death has brought about an earth-shaking change in his state of mind.

It has been a long time since I came to Hankou, but it was not until the moment when I put away Wen Heng's suicide note that Xie Yan truly integrated into this era.

An era that requires ruthlessness and prudence, where perfection is impossible.

Everyone has their own ideas, troubled times are not as peaceful as modern times, Gu Shiyu's age and experience can already be regarded as adults.

Since it is what Gu Shiyao wanted, what he needs, there is no need to hesitate, just let him pursue what he believes in.

Not long after seeing off Gu Shichao, Mrs. Wen finally brought Xilian into the door in a hurry.

On the way, the buddy explained clearly what had happened.

The death of the son, serious injuries to the property, threats from foreigners, and the disappearance of the adopted daughter, one after another bad news followed within half a day, but Mrs. Wen did not show the slightest panic on her face.

As the headmistress of the Wen family, as long as there are people in the Wen family, she cannot fall down.

"I've heard about everything, I'll take over the matter of finding Yanhui, as for the Hong family—"

Thinking of the waiter's few words when he entered the door, Mrs. Wen snorted coldly.

"Ayan has been tired all day, go and rest for a while. If Heng'er... Seeing you like this, Heng'er will also feel distressed."

Speaking of the second son who lost his life, Mrs. Wen couldn't help but her eyes turned red, and she could only force herself not to shed tears.

Xie Yan pretended not to see the tears in Mrs. Wen's eyes, and stood up while supporting the table.

"I'm relieved when Ma'am comes back. I'm going out for a while. If you ask me, I can send someone to Xiefanglou, the racecourse. Be careful not to be discovered."

"You want to go out? Now?" Mrs. Wen frowned.

"It's important." Xie Yan stood up feeling dizzy and shook her head.

"No, it's too dangerous to go out at night now, and my body can't bear it."

"It's convenient because it's night." Xie Yan insisted, "Besides, the longer you delay, the more dangerous it is. Wen Heng is still waiting for me to rescue him."

"..." Mrs. Wen opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say the words to hit Xie Yan.

"Wen Heng is still waiting for me to rescue him."

Heng'er really saw the right person, if he is really still alive...

Xie Yan's persistence also gave Mrs. Wen a shot in the arm. If you want to see people die, you need to see corpses. Her son Yan Shuangxia's son, Ji Ren, has a natural appearance. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, how can he say that Heng'er is gone? !

After a simple disguise, Xie Yan, escorted by several Wen family confidantes, set off from the underground tunnel, avoiding all eyeliners, and quietly came to the outside of Hankou City.

And the target is that uncle Xiang Yanlin who was old with Xie Yanyuan in Beijing, who once gave Bai Luoqiu the picture of "Autumn Swallows Washing Water", Jin Wenjun, a master of traditional Chinese painting who escaped the world because his only daughter died in the New School Movement Mr. Kim.