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When Feng Si entered the door, Lu Jingshen was still staring at the photo, pressing his fingers on the laptop keyboard, and there were prominent blue veins on the back of his hands.

Feng Si came over, put the bought breakfast on the dining table, and inserted the flower into the vase on the table, and turned around to notice the spilled coffee at Lu Jingshen's feet.

"you……"

As he spoke, seeing Lu Jingshen's expression was not right, he stepped forward and grabbed him: "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Jing's subconscious reaction was to forcefully close the laptop screen.

Feng Si stretched out his hand, and when he touched the lid, Lu Jing held it down. They competed with each other for a while, seeing Lu Jing's dark face and frowning, Feng Si said forcefully, "Release."

Lu Jing looked at him deeply with a complicated expression.

Feng Si raised his chin at him, and signaled again: "Release your hands."

After a stalemate for a while, Lu Jing let go as if giving up, Feng Si reopened the notebook and turned on the screen.

The photo of them kissing under the banner of the rainbow in the sky suddenly appeared in front of them, Feng Si raised his eyebrows, and pulled down, there was only one sentence in the email.

"I don't want this photo to be widely known, so give me 100 million."

An account number of a foreign bank is attached at the back.

Feng Si scoffed disdainfully: "Just wanting to extort 100 million for a photo like this? I would think, why didn't he just rob the bank? Who sent this photo?"

"I don't know." Lu Jing's deep voice was cold.

Feng Si clicked on the email address and looked at it. It was also a foreign email account, so he probably couldn't find anything.

He didn't take it seriously at all: "Don't worry about it, just let him go, there's nothing wrong with this kind of photo."

Lu Jingshen didn't say a word, calmed down and thought for a moment, and said, "You can contact Ron and ask him for help. Collect as many photos as possible from the rally that day, as soon as possible."

Feng Si: "What do you want those photos for?"

Lu Jingshen: "See if I can find the person who blackmailed me by taking pictures. I should know him."

Feng Si took a deep look at him, took out his phone, and sent Ron a message.

Ron is a night owl, and at two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, he responded to the message in seconds.

Feng Si didn't elaborate on the reason, but joked with him patiently, and Ron readily agreed to help.

Putting down the phone, seeing that Lu Jingshen's expression was still not good, Feng Si pouted at him: "Your feet are burning red, don't you feel it?"

Lu Jing lowered her eyes and couldn't help frowning, as if she just noticed what happened.

Feng Si stopped talking, pushed him to sit down, and went back to his room to get the scald ointment he didn't use last time.

When applying the medicine, Feng Si looked at the redness on his calf, and said "tsk": "It's just a photo, and you're scared like this? You didn't react when you were burned?"

Lu Jing lowered her head deeply, immersed in her own thoughts.

At that moment just now, his mind was indeed blank. Seeing that photo, it was as if he had been stripped naked in front of a large audience. The unbearable embarrassment was overwhelming and hit his heart heavily, almost making him Can't breathe.

Seeing Lu Jingshen fell silent again, Feng Si squeezed his hand where he didn't hurt: "Does it hurt?"

Only then did Lu Jingshen snort, "I'll do it myself."

"Okay, don't be in a daze, quickly apply the medicine, and go to have breakfast after applying the medicine." After Feng Si finished speaking, he handed the ointment to him, and first went to clean up the mess on the ground.

Lu Jingshen had no appetite at all.

Feng Si bought seven or eight things, but he only took a bowl of porridge, and drank half of it without taste.

When his gaze passed by, he caught a glimpse of a delicate rose in the vase in the middle of the table, and was slightly taken aback.

Feng Si swept away the leftover food, and explained calmly: "I just bought flowers when I came back."

Lu Jingshen: "...Aren't you going to buy breakfast?"

"I wanted to buy a flower to make you happy," Feng Si said with a curled lip, "Now it seems that I don't need it, and it's useless to buy a few flowers with you looking like this."

Lu Jing hesitated for a moment, and said "thank you".

Feng Si put down his chopsticks: "I'm full, I'll take a shower first, you can take care of the rest, eat as much as you want, let me buy so much, don't just drink porridge yourself."

When he got up, he stopped suddenly, leaned forward, twisted the rose out of the vase, folded off the overly long flower branch, and pinned it to the button on Lu Jingshen's shirt chest.

Just a single red rose made Lu Jing's complexion much better.

Feng Si was a little satisfied, raised his eyes and smiled at him: "Relax, the sky hasn't fallen yet."

Lu Jing rolled his throat deeply and nodded slowly.

Even so, Lu Jingshen remained restless throughout the following day, and kept working in the study, trying to divert his attention.

Feng Si didn't bother to talk much, he didn't go out to play during the rare holiday, and spent the boring time by playing games.

In the evening, Ron replied with a message that it had been done.

The photos of the rally that day were actually very easy to find. They were everywhere on the Internet. He asked someone to organize and pack them. There were thousands of them in total, and they were sent to Feng Si's mailbox together.

Feng Si asked casually: "Are there any pictures of me and Alex in it?"

"No way," Ron said, "I made someone pay attention, but I didn't seem to notice it."

Feng Si downloaded the photos and looked through them one by one. Lu Jingshen also came over to join him.

Feng Si turned his head and asked him: "Do you think this way you can find the person who blackmailed you?"

Lu Jingshen: "You have to try."

Feng Si: "Okay, let's do the work."

They rummaged through a thousand photos for four hours, from nightfall to nightfall.

Feng Si kept clicking on the next one, a little absent-minded.

Swiping a photo, the hand holding the mouse suddenly stopped, and went back.

"No need to search, I found it."

Lu Jing's eyes fell deeply, and Feng Si pointed at the lower left corner of the photo on the screen with the mouse in his hand: "This one."

A fat middle-aged man with glasses and a camera in his hand.

Although only half of the face was exposed, it was enough for them to recognize the person.

It was Zhao Yuanping, the former CEO of Xinfeng Technology who was unwilling to quit the company after being acquired by Lu Jingshen.

Zhao Yuanping stood outside the crowd, not far to the left was the landmark building on the square where the rally was held at that time. Judging from the position, the direction his camera lens was aimed at was almost the same as they were standing nearby at that time.

After Zhao Yuanping was forced to sell his shares, his family immigrated to France. Lu Jingshen had almost forgotten about this person, but he didn't expect that he would not give up and wanted to make trouble for himself.

Lu Jingshen's expression was cold, Feng Si reminded him: "It's really this person, I think you should ignore him, he made hundreds of millions from the sale of Xinfeng shares, and he is not short of money at all, he just deliberately wants to make you unhappy, you If you really understand him, you will fall into his trap."

After a moment of silence, Lu Jing picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Liu Jie, asking Liu Jie to help him call 100 million to the private account attached to the early morning email.

Before Feng Si could stop it, the message had already been sent out.

"Hey, I said you're not going to do it, are you? Being threatened so casually, you just give out 100 million?" Feng Si frowned, as if he couldn't understand why Lu Jingshen was so impulsive.

"Destroy money and eliminate disasters." Lu Jingshen's tone was extremely calm. To him, 100 million yuan was no different from ordinary people's 100 yuan. He didn't care at all.

"Is this a disaster?" Feng Si lowered his voice, "You just don't want our relationship to be known? Would you rather send 100 million out than keep others silent? Besides, how can you be sure there won't be a next time? If the other party thinks You are so talkative, you have tasted the sweetness, and next time I will continue to ask you for 500 million, 1000 million or even more, and you plan to give it?"

Lu Jingshen: "Just this time, the group who wanted to kidnap me last time were not very powerful over there. I asked Ron to help them connect, and I hired them too. Teach Zhao Yuanping a lesson and tell him that I will only give you money once. If you are sensible, take the money and delete the photo, if you still want to live a peaceful life there, don't make a fuss about this photo in the future."

Feng Si almost laughed angrily: "Alex, are you this kind of person? I asked a friend to help greet that prodigal son of Li Dong's family. You thanked me with your mouth, but you actually don't agree with this way of doing things in your heart? What? Are you starting to do this kind of thing now? Just because Zhao Yuanping has a photo of us kissing in public?"

"It's just an intimate photo in a public place. There is no place where you can't see people. I think it's a good shot. I wish he could take a few more photos. Why do you react so strongly?"

Hearing his aggressive tone, Lu Jing felt annoyed: "Then what do you say? Let him post the photos on the Internet and spread them around?"

Feng Si: "Let him do it, you are not a public figure, what are you afraid of? Are there few homosexuals these days? Who would make a fuss? Now the dissidents in the company are almost eliminated by you. Even if people know about it, they dare to take you Does your sexuality bash you? So what if you’re gay? You’re not married, you’re not in a relationship, you don’t have any moral issues, so what can people bash you for?”

No, no!

Lu Jing argued deeply, and he couldn't accept it. As long as he thought of being labeled as a homosexual from now on, being treated as a different kind, and even being entangled by other men as prey, he felt a suffocating feeling that he couldn't breathe.

He thought he could take this step, but in fact he still couldn't.

Feng Si reached out and pinched his chin: "Alex, your expression is very strange, what are you worried about?"

Lu Jing shook her head deeply, and insisted: "I don't want this photo to be spread."

Feng Si: "You only promised me to work hard last night. Is this how you work hard? Don't you even dare to face a photo?"

Lu Jingshen: "...Give me a little more time."

It's this sentence again, not only does Feng Si not believe it, but Lu Jingshen himself seems to have no confidence.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, as if he was in a bad mood.

Feng Si stared at him deeply, not knowing what he was thinking.

When he retracted his hand, there was only one sentence in the end: "It's up to you."

Lu Jingshen insisted on doing this, and Feng Si didn't bother to say any more. According to his request, he contacted the person over there through Ron. The other party accepted Lu Jingshen's business and promised to finish it soon.

Lu Jingshen was indeed relieved, even though he knew that Feng Si was probably disappointed in him again this time.

Feng Si closed the notebook: "The matter is settled, go to sleep."

When he got up, he was grabbed by Lu Jingshen's hand.

Feng Si looked down at him: "Is there anything else?"

Lu Jing was a little hesitant, and took Feng Si's hand, but Feng Si withdrew his hand and caressed his face: "Are you going to use the previous trick again?"

Lu Jingshen was always like this, aware of Feng Si's dissatisfaction, and tried to make up for him in bed.

Once or twice is fun, but Feng Si doesn't always follow this routine.

"Forget it, let's go to bed," Feng Si reminded him, "If you're not in the mood, I may not be in the mood, so don't force it."

Being rejected bluntly, Lu Jing looked embarrassed, Feng Si let go of his hand, and went back to the room first.

Lu Jing was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes tiredly while resting his forehead.

On the last day of the New Year's Day holiday, they fell into a subtle mood similar to the Cold War, or Lu Jingshen unilaterally thought so.

Feng Si looked the same as before, still out of shape, and his speech was out of tune.However, Lu Jingshen had a vague feeling that Feng Si's dissatisfaction with him was gradually accumulating, maybe since he came back from the resort that night, maybe earlier, or even as early as seven years ago, when he disappeared without a word rise.

He was the one who made the mistake first, and he had no reason to accuse Feng Si.

Lu Jing wanted to ease the atmosphere, so she also went out to buy a rose and put it in a vase.

Feng Si smiled when he saw it, but didn't say anything.

On the first day of work, Lu Jingshen arrived at the company office on time at 08:30 in the morning.

Ten minutes later, Feng Si opened the door and came in, changed his coffee for milk, and sat on the sofa beside him to read a magazine.

Lu Jing's deep gaze rested on him for a moment and retracted. After a while, it was officially time to go to work. There would be people coming in and out of here soon, but the words of chasing people came to his lips, but he didn't say it in the end.

Feng Si picked up the phone and looked at it. Ron just sent a new message.

The people they hired had already found Zhao Yuanping, and he was indeed the one who did the thing, and the old boy was so frightened that he confessed everything after he had learned a little lesson.

"He saw you on the street by chance that day, followed and took pictures all the way. He didn't want to do anything at first. He drank too much that night and remembered what happened before, and he felt resentful, so he sent that photo to blackmail you with the strength of alcohol. , Now the camera memory card and the backup have been handed over, but he said that he had passed the photo to someone else before, and it was a friend of his in China."

Feng Si frowned, and was about to tell Lu Jingshen when Liu Jie hurriedly knocked on the door and came in.

Entering the door, Liu Jie glanced at Feng Si who was sitting on the sofa, with a strange expression on his face, he stepped forward bravely, and told Lu Jingshen, "Boss, something happened."

Lu Jing raised his head deeply, and Liu Jie handed the opened tablet in front of him.

The same is the interface for sending and receiving mailboxes, which is Liu Jie's own personal company internal mailbox. The new email just received 2 minutes ago has the kiss photo of Lu Jingshen and Feng Si attached.

Lu Jing's face darkened suddenly.

Liu Jie observed his expression carefully, and said, "Not only I received this email, but all the employees in this building who went to work at nine o'clock received it. It should have been sent in groups."