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Tao Xihong turned on the translation software, translated the conversation into Chinese and read it several times.

Judging from the content of the conversation, there is an obvious sequence and time span between the two conversations.Jiang Jizhe seemed to have been suspicious of him for a long time, so he started recording before the incident happened.

What Xu Jiang listened to was the original dialogue, and combined with the context, he could judge their emotions more accurately.After investigating for so long without telling Tao Xihong, Xu Jiangtong felt that it was time to confess, so he opened the Chinese document specially prepared for him: "This is some information about Jiang Jizhe that I checked before."

Tao Xihong looked down at the computer word by word, while Xu Jiang explained: "Jiang Jizhe came to Italy to study after graduating from high school, and he first studied oil painting. I have seen his works, and he is indeed a very thoughtful painter. However, his reputation in the circle is hardly proportional to his ability, and romantic affairs abound."

"I heard that after he came into contact with commercial design, he has been stuck in the embodiment of value, unable to find a balance between money and art." Xu Jiangtong recalled the content of the tape, "He said in the recording, 'After finishing this work, he will go to Beijing stay in a small town you like for a while', and maybe never plan to come back."

"But as a designer, he actually allowed himself to die with the infamy of plagiarism?" Tao Xihong thumped the table angrily after hearing this, and even cursed with the momentum of hating iron.

"Perhaps he really couldn't solve it based on his ability at that time. Magnus is right in saying that capital is inclined to value."

But who would have thought that the series of events that happened after his death were like the starting point of dominoes, ruining Tao Xihong's supposedly happy childhood.

"Then can we make a comeback now?"

"Of course, this recording is good evidence." Xu Jiangtong folded his hands and held his chin, as if he was thinking about something. "But I need to discuss with my family first to find the most suitable public opportunity."

The light in the study room was not dazzling, and when it fell on his slightly drooping face, it seemed a little cold between his brows.Seeing his cautious look, Tao Xihong was also taken aback.He turned the file to the last page without saying a word, and saw the photo of the perfume bottle "designed" by Magnus.

Unlike the crystal-clear glass products in the impression, this perfume bottle is cylindrical and made of jade, with patterns similar to murals engraved on it.

"This design is very special." Tao Xihong looked at Xu Jiangtong in puzzlement.

Xu Jiangtong is well versed in the history of sculpture and almost blurted out: "This is called a roller seal, which was first invented by the Sumerians and is a symbol of civilization in the Mesopotamia. The theme of this perfume is 'civilization', so it is very important to use it as the bottle body. Clever idea."

After talking about it, Xu Jiangtong was distracted by the pattern on the bottle, and his voice suddenly became quieter.

He remembered that Jiang Jizhe said in the recording that 'he completely copied the most important part', indicating that this should belong to his idea, and there must be something he wanted to express in it.

Mesopotamia has a 3000-year history of clay tablet writing. As a product of rubbing, roller seals are carved in reverse, so it is difficult to capture key information at first glance.

Xu Jiangtong zoomed in on the picture, squinted his eyes and observed carefully: "The patterns at the bottom are a bit like cuneiform characters."

"Is it the writing invented by the Sumerians?"

Xu Jiangtong nodded: "And this kind of writing has been basically deciphered by historians. If the content on the seal can be completely extracted, there may be new discoveries."

"Wife, you are amazing." Tao Xihong was stunned and said with emotion from the bottom of his heart, "It's like a walking museum."

"Where did you learn these words?" Xu Jiangtong avoided his eyes by looking at his watch, got up and turned off the computer, "It's getting late."

"You taught me yourself." Tao Xihong followed him out of the study, "The teacher's world is worth exploring for a lifetime."

Xu Jiangtong lowered his head and smiled, and went into the bathroom to wash up.When he finished tidying up and returned to the bedroom, Tao Xihong was already lying on the bed, his legs drooping listlessly on the edge of the bed.

Xu Jiangtong dimmed the lights a bit: "Why are you unhappy again?"

"I just remembered about Jiang Jizhe, and I was a little disappointed in him." Tao Xihong turned over, grabbed a pillow and hugged it in his arms, and plunged into it, "I was about to be born when he died, so I left at that time, Very irresponsible to anyone."

"Maybe he tried to be responsible for you," Xu Jiangtong recalled the conversation with his biological mother that day, looked at the awkward puppy in the bed, and decided to tell the truth, "At least he gave Guan Hongzhu some money for an abortion."

"... Is that so?" Tao Xihong was taken aback when he heard the words, and then whispered, "Maybe it's because I'm not lucky enough."

"Wife, do you know, in the first 19 years before I met you, at least half of the time I was complaining about my birth."

"After getting to know you, although I'm still very tired after training every day, and I don't have money to buy the things I like, but as long as I see you, I'm very happy, and I feel that the hardships I suffered before are nothing."

"Especially knowing that you can also play, I look forward to playing with you every day."

Tao Xihong said a lot in one breath, remembering all the things he had done wrong to him before, only Xu Jiangtong's vague outline was in his eyes.

"Mr. Xiaojiang, you look really good today."

Before Xu Jiangtong could say anything to comfort him, he pushed him to the corner first.

With a light twitch, Tao Xihong deftly untied the slipknot of his nightgown, put his hand in, and hooked his waist: "Do you still have the strength tonight?"

Xu Jiangtong cast his eyes on the napkin box next to the bed: "Wipe your tears first."

"It's okay, crying won't affect your work." Tao Xihong rubbed his eyes, leaned over to bite his collarbone, and rubbed the flesh on the bone with his teeth.

Xu Jiangtong groaned in a low voice, and raised his hand to respond to his request.

In fact, after listening to the recording, Xu Jiangtong felt uneasy for a long time, but couldn't explain the reason.Tao Xihong's embrace was like a potion of magic. Lying under him, he could temporarily forget those concerns.

Tao Xihong also gradually controlled his emotions, but his eyes were still red from crying.He opened his dirty puppy eyes like this, patrolling his territory embarrassedly and proudly.

"Hold me to sleep from behind tonight."

"You finally learned to act like a baby with me."

"This doesn't count."

"Then what counts?" Tao Xihong raised his chin and smiled slyly.

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I was really busy last week, now I resume normal updates, I apologize to everyone, there are still about ten chapters to finish.

Tao Xihong has given up resistance and is going further and further away on the road of crying and attacking hhh