I made the hero cry in quick time

He was carrying a suitcase in his hand and a painting tube hanging on his shoulder, and was about to go downstairs to leave, but An Ruochu held on to him, looking at him with reddish eyes, "Zhou Qian, you have to go, I I'll go with you too."

Han Lie twisted his face: "Mr. An will be even more angry with me if you do this."

"But I don't want you to go!" An Ruochu grabbed the belt of his painting tube, and began to play willful: "You have to take me away, anyway, I don't want to stay at home and watch the old man's face all day... ..."

Han Lie had a headache.

Just trying to persuade.

When An Ruochu tugged at him, he tore off the tape of the painting tube.

The painting tube fell to the ground, and the picture scroll inside fell out, and rolled down the spiral staircase. As it rolled down, the picture scroll was spread out, and Han Lie stepped forward to pick up the painting and put it away.

An excited voice was heard behind him: "Wait!"

An Hong was afraid that his son would elope with someone capriciously, and his old face would have nowhere to go, so he wanted to get someone to catch An Ruochu, but when he saw the painting that rolled down and opened, his expression changed in shock.

He rushed down the stairs and snatched the portrait.

He grabbed it and looked at it again, making sure he didn't admit his mistake. His face was excited and shocked, and he looked up at Han Lie again: "Zhou Qian, you, why do you have this painting? Isn't this painting in the hands of that old man Zheng Chuan?" ..."

Han Lie squinted his eyes, looking at An Hongsheng who looked strange.

An Ruochu rushed up, grabbed him and said, "Dad, don't tell me you know this painting, so you must know the woman in this painting? Zhou Qian has been looking for the person in this painting. If you know, Dad, hurry up." Tell him!"

An Hongsheng's expression changed again and again.

He settled down, and then looked at Han Lie with probing eyes.

It was the first time to look at him carefully.

He asked again: "Why are you looking for her, and what is your relationship with her?"

"The people in this painting are likely to be his relatives." An Ruochu also noticed that his father looked a little strange, and grabbed his arm and shook it, "Dad, tell him what you know."

An Ruochu's words shocked Father An again.

He wriggled his lips, hesitated to speak, but finally shook his head, "I don't know her, and I can't tell you anything, Zhou Qian, you go, I don't want you to get close to my son again!"

After finishing speaking, he rolled up the painting and handed it to Han Lie.

Grab An Ruochu and go upstairs.

"Dad, you're not telling the truth, you must know the person in this painting!" An Ruochu said irritably as he struggled, "Let me go, I want to leave with him..."

Han Lie frowned and said nothing.

He turned around and left with the painting and luggage.

An Hongsheng obviously knew the woman in the painting, but he refused to say.

Then investigate it yourself.

It's good to ask him to find individual bodyguards, so that he can spare time to find someone.

"Zhou Qian, Zhou Qian!" An Ruochu called his name loudly, but Han Lie walked away without turning his head. An Ruochu was upset, so he took the fire on his father, "Don't you dare to say it, old man. Are you not guilty?"

An Hongsheng opened the door of his bedroom and threw him inside.

An Ruochu grabbed the doorknob, refused to let him close the door, and stared at An Hongsheng: "The woman in the painting looks so much like Aunt Ren, old man, you are not surprised when you see it, is there something tricky about it? ?”

An Hongsheng glared at him: "Stop talking nonsense! You stay at home and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

"I guess, this woman will not be the white moonlight you can't get, and Aunt Ren will not be her substitute?" An Ruochu climbed to the door, stared at An's father, and said own guesswork.

As soon as these words came out, An Hongsheng's expression shook again.

An Ruochu's eyes widened, "Dad, I'm talking nonsense, it can't be true, right? Aunt Ren is too miserable, does she know about it?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" An Hongsheng glared at him, then slammed the door shut and locked it.

He was ordered to watch him in prison.

He quickly left Anzhai by car.

An Ruochu stood by the window, watching his father's car leave quickly.

Muttering in his mouth, his father's reaction was really abnormal, did he really hit the mark?

But that's what their parents did.

He was more worried about Han Lie now, so he called him.

Some complained, "Zhou Qian, just leave as you say..."

"Ruochu, please accept your father's arrangement for the time being." Han Lie was getting into the taxi and leaving in the opposite direction, reminding him, "I'm going to investigate the painting. For the sake of safety, you Go out as little as possible."

An Ruochu fell headfirst on the bed, and said dully: "How long will it take, what if I miss you, my dad doesn't seem to like us being together, and even locked me in the room, and I can't get out..."

He also knew that Han Lie had his own things to do.

He has been delaying because of protecting himself, and he didn't want to cause trouble for him.

I just can't bear to part with him.

Han Lie snorted and laughed, "If I want to see you, do you think the walls of Anzhai can stop me? After I investigate, I will come to you. Before that, make sure you are safe. If you run out for fun, I can't forgive you if something goes wrong!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you obediently." His answer reassured An Ruochu.

Knowing that he's going to do his own thing, don't add to the confusion.He whispered again: "Zhou Qian, don't make me wait too long, otherwise, if I can't hold back anymore, I will run away to find you..."

Han Lie hummed.

We chatted for a while before ending the call.

After moving out of Anzhai, Han Lie found a hotel to live in.

He also remembered what An Hongsheng said before, and seemed to mention a person's name, Zheng Chuan. He also knew this person. Zheng Chuan was the chairman of the Zheng family, and the Zheng family and the An family had always been strong business rivals.

And judging from An Hongsheng's tone, Zheng Chuan should also recognize the person in the painting.

But if he guessed correctly, even if he went to Zheng Chuan, he probably wouldn't tell him the truth frankly.

An Hongsheng is An Ruochu's father. Because of An Ruochu, Han Lie can't use other means to get the information he wants, but he doesn't have so many scruples about other people...

Thinking of this, Han Lie changed his clothes and prepared to go out.

After leaving the hotel, he took a taxi and received a call from An Ruochu.

He has been locked in the room for a day. When he couldn't get out and had nothing to do, he was thinking about his lover crazily, and finally couldn't help calling to harass him, "Zhou Qian, when will you come to see me, young master?" miss you."

"Why, are you still locked up?" Hearing his resentful tone, Han Lie could imagine his expression now.

An Ruochu wailed.

Rolled around on the bed again: "Yeah, I really became a princess on the tower, you prince, why don't you come and rescue me soon? I'm about to be suffocated to death, if you don't come to me, I will jump out of the window and escape ..."

"Don't be silly!" Han Lie frowned.

An Ruochu muttered: "I'm just saying, I won't make fun of my life, I just miss you..."

Knowing that he was in a hurry, he stopped urging him, just talked to him, told him how much he missed him, and within a day of separation, his mind was full of Han Lie.

Han Lie listened quietly, with a smile on his lips.

Han Lie didn't end the call until he was almost at his destination.

The place he went to was a quiet single-family villa. This was the house of the Zheng family. After getting off the car, Han Lie covered his face with a black scarf and easily climbed over the wall. Get familiar with it.

Then, in the bedroom on the second floor, a young man was found.

"Boy, if you don't want to lose your life, you'd better not scream." Han Lie entered the room through the window, subdued the young man who was reading a book as soon as he came in, and tied his hands behind his back, his ankles were also tied, and the gun in his hand was Arrived at the back of the head.

Zheng Lian was lying on the bed with his hands tied behind his back.

He had never encountered such a thing, and he did not expect that someone would dare to break into the house.

I was scared out of my wits, felt the gun on the back of my head, and was so frightened that my hands and feet were cold, and said in a trembling voice: "You, don't kill me, I won't call, I will never call..."

"Very good." Han Lie hooked his lips and turned him around.

When he saw this person's face clearly, he was stunned.

"So it's you." Han Lie raised his eyebrows slightly. Although he had only met Zheng Lian once, he recognized Zheng Lian's slender fox eyes immediately. man?

"You, do you want money?" Han Lie's face was covered with a black scarf, only his eyes were exposed. Zheng Lian didn't recognize him. He just felt like he heard this voice before but couldn't remember it. He just stared in fear. Long eyes: "As long as you don't hurt others, my dad will give you whatever you want."

He was secretly startled again, why is the kidnapper so courageous now.

Came directly to the house to kidnap someone?

"I'm not interested in your money." Han Lie put the pistol on his chin.

Zheng Lian was so stiff that he didn't dare to move, and saw him staring at him with playful eyes, the eyes piercing the soul's sharpness.

A melon-seeded face immediately flushed red, stammering: "You, you are not doing it for money, do you want to rob sex? You, if you like me, we can have a normal relationship, why use this way to tie people up... ..."

Han Lie raised his eyebrows slightly and almost laughed out loud.

But now he is a kidnapper.

"Master Zheng, don't think too much, I'm here for your father." Han Lie snorted, heard footsteps outside, sat calmly by the bed, just pulled Zheng Lian into his arms, the pistol still On his chin.

Zheng Lian was startled and frightened.

Didn't he come here for his beauty?

Could it be his father's enemy?

Just as I was thinking wildly, I heard a knock on the door: "Master, it's time for dinner."

It was the servant's voice.

Han Lie put a gun to his chin, leaned close to Zheng Lian's ear, and said coldly, "Master Zheng, let your father come."

"I, I won't let you hurt my dad." Zheng Lian gritted his teeth and refused.

After speaking, the thing on the chin exerted some force.

The pain brought tears to his eyes.

Han Lie whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, I'm just looking for Mr. Zheng to ask something, and I won't do anything to him."

Zheng Lian still clenched his teeth and did not speak.

Just looking for someone to ask, how can you use this method and scare people with a gun.

He didn't believe it.

"Master Zheng, if you don't cooperate, I'll kill you here right now, believe it or not?" Han Lie didn't expect this guy to be terrified, but he was quite filial.

Zheng Lian blushed, "Then you do it, there's nothing to be afraid of, I won't ask my dad to come up anyway."

Han Lie was stunned, and his tone became cold: "Then I will kill your father now!"

Zheng Lian turned pale with fright.

Trembling, "I, I'll just call."

He said loudly, "Sister Chen, call my dad, I have something to tell him."