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Ling Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and he finally smiled a little in the mirror, "What do you want to hear?"

"I want to hear everything." He felt sorry for him, for the ups and downs and hardships he had experienced in the past ten years.

"Can you say anything?"

"Of course, you can say anything. You can tell me anything you have."

Ling Yan thought for a while, "Then what if I let you leave the capital and return to the United States to vote?"

Qi Siming was stunned for a moment, but he adjusted quickly, and asked with a smile, "What do you mean? Drive me away?"

"Yes." Ling Yan said firmly, "I don't want you in the capital."

"why?"

"I don't like you getting involved, I don't like you being a political and business broker."

Ling Yan's tone was too serious, and Qi Siming couldn't control his rhythm, "I thought this kind of people would have a nice name, think tank? Or lobbyist?"

"The essence is the same. The companies on F Street are all in the business of sowing discord—I don't like you coming into my circle..."

He didn't want him to experience his life at all.

Because of conflicts of interest, everyone changed their faces.A friend turned into a politician full of lies in an instant, and a lover turned into a despicable villain in an instant—this was too cruel, and Qi Siming was terrified at the thought of going through these things.

Ling Yan lowered his head, and the white metal of the washbasin had a cold luster, "There are obviously better things in this world than dealing with politicians, and there are better jobs than brokers—I like you very much as an investor, Regardless of money and reputation, simple things can have a great positive effect on society, and you can have a sense of happiness and satisfaction-I and the Utopia management committee are doomed to be incompatible, which means you have to do a lot Sacrifice, I dare not force you, and I don't want to embarrass you at all, but if you are in it, you will inevitably have to give up."

"Are you afraid that I will leave you?" Qi Siming felt a tenderness being sealed in his heart. He didn't know what to say, so he could only coax him with a smile in a low voice, "What are you talking about, are you and I still far apart?" Won't you take a piece?"

"But I have always been curious, why do you have such a big opinion on the management committee? Your grandfather was the founder of Utopia, and your mother was also the chairman of the committee. You should be a fanatic? ——You are because After Ms. Wen's death, the original eight directors divided up the Wen family's due interests, so...?"

"It has nothing to do with that. I do have grievances, but I am not venting my personal anger." Ling Yan interrupted him, responding very coldly, "It is a fact that the management committee took advantage of the fire to rob me back then, and it is also true that no one came forward to adopt me as an orphan. As for the facts, check the reports of the year, and it is clear word by word, and I will not cover them up for them."

Qi Siming wisely stopped asking, and picked up a few light things to talk to him about.

Ling Yan stood motionless in front of the sink, just listening so quietly, his consciousness was a little erratic, he felt that he was having a beautiful dream, this dream started yesterday, and then unfolded at an astonishing speed, Gently covering every inch of the corner, too beautiful to be real.

After a while, he heard the sound of turning off the engine and parking the car. He dazed for a moment, "Just arrived at the hotel?"

The other party smiled, "That's right, I originally booked to have dinner with someone on the top floor of the Golden Building today, but who knows that someone ran away halfway, so I had to buy supper by myself—guess what I bought?"

"Can not guess."

"Japanese cuisine, there is thick egg yakiniku in it--that's fine, I can eat it later, let the security guard open the door for me first."

"what?"

Marsh was knocking on the door, as if he was saying something, but Ling Yan couldn't hear him, he could only hear Qi Siming's hearty smile in Utopia, "I said, I'm at your door, open the door, ancestor."

Ling Yan was first surprised, then happy, and then timid.

He was stupid and asked again why you came here.

Qi Siming responded with a smile, "Didn't you tell me everything, come and deliver the supper."

Ling Yan gave Qi Siming the highest authority, and Marsh quickly led him in. He was holding a takeaway bag in his hand. It was a well-known Japanese restaurant in District VI.

Seeing that Ling Yan didn't have the expected surprise, but instead felt uncomfortable and vigilant, Qi Siming was also amused, "What's the matter? Councilor Ling is pretty and delicious, don't allow me to visit in the middle of the night, recommend yourself as a pillow?"

Ling Yan smiled stiffly, "Yes, it's just that I have encountered this kind of thing a lot, and my heart is always beating."

Ling Yan sat down. He wasn't hungry, but he still took a mouthful. "Half a year ago, there was a very courageous little girl who was a reporter. She came here in the middle of the night and introduced herself, saying that I could use her report to attack my opponent."

It is indeed too rude for a political journalist to chase after a high-ranking official's private residence. For his career, once it is exposed, it will attract infamy. I don't know whether this girl is too stupid or too smart.

Qi Siming asked, "What is she going to exchange? Inside information for popularity?"

"Almost. But I'm useless."

"She's ugly?"

"On the contrary. She's sexy and gorgeous."

"Then it should be the wrong gender."

"There are also gender pairs. I happened to be staying in a hotel on a business trip three months ago, and someone sent me a message asking me to go to his room."

Qi Siming looked up at him, Ling Yan's eyes showed no emotion, but his words were very blunt, "That is the middleman who handed over to me before you came, is he considered an ex? —— He resigned passionately, I heard it was Because he failed to persuade a tech tycoon on the road to the airport, and was stopped by the traffic police for speeding, so—the most important thing is that he failed to convince me—he has neither power nor money in his right hand.”

Qi Siming couldn't take it anymore, he dropped his chopsticks, "Ling Yan!"

Ling Yan couldn't take it anymore, and pushed the small dish in front of him, "Mr. Qi! Qi Hongshan told you about his next proposal?! What is it this time? Refined medicine? Then what did he say this time?" Customer, the choice is really good."

Ling Yan had long since lost the ability to trust others.

He is always skeptical about things that move him.He is a cub beaten out of wild bushes, and for him a sweet trap is more dangerous than a cold bayonet, because he can't help but want to sink into it.

Ever since he knew that Qi Siming was driving to see him, his heart felt warm and cold. He was too scared. The feeling of hot and cold imbalance was about to drive him crazy. He didn't have normal emotions. His emotions were well-designed masks. It took the greatest courage to decide to have no reservations about Qi Siming, but if he wanted to use him... what would he do?

He couldn't live clearly, and he was unwilling to pretend to be confused. He was hung in mid-air, fearful and trembling.

If Qi Siming wants to treat him like this, if Qi Siming wants to treat him like this...

Ling Yan tightened his jaw, and tried to breathe calmly.

"I didn't control it well, I said slowly," Ling Yan dragged back the plate containing the thick egg, "That's it, Utopia's current medical intervention has reached a very high level of data, whether it is Director Qi or If you want Utopia to have human-computer interaction with other artificial intelligence, or continue to upgrade the medical system, in fact, if it is not properly controlled, it will cause potential public crises and panic. We can't put all our eggs in one basket. There are also conflicts in core values, and it is not something that you can change your position and weigh the pros and cons when you come, but if you want, you can ask Mr. Qi to submit a proposal through Congress, and party experts will handle it as appropriate after review.”

This set of official rhetoric can basically be equated with trash talk.

But Qi Siming nodded his head seriously, and said lightly, "Understood, then I will reply to him."

Ling Yan looked at him heavily guarded and opened Utopia, and asked, "Aren't you going to tell me something?"

Qi Siming was also full of anger, "No plan, I'm just in charge of spreading the word—and Ling Yan, what are you thinking? You are political enemies, but not enemies, let your mind rest for a while, don't you have anything else to think about? All day Pretending to be intrigue."

Qi Siming was really annoyed. Tonight he was thinking of Ling Yan and came to see him, but the two of them got into arguing about a bunch of bad things about "family and people's livelihood", "I don't understand why you Do you think I will be on their side? Yu Gong, my company has invested in countless technology products, and if Utopia gets a share, I will make less money. Yu private, you are my lover, how can Tan Qing defend Qi? Sequoia, how will I protect you, is this difficult to understand?"

Ling Yan, like an expensive doll, suddenly became unresponsive.

As Qi Siming spoke, he twisted his wrist and called up his Utopia data.

The floating screen spread out like a flowing light blue ocean, and Ling Yan looked at him through the layer of light blue light, watching him orderly click through a series of authorizations, and then cancel them one by one.

Ling Yan's pupils slowly tightened.

Qi Siming looked at him straight, "You have transferred all Utopia authorizations since you were a child, right? No medical protection, no spiritual care-then I will accompany you now." He grabbed all the overflowing emotions and wanted to force "Ling Yan, let me make it clear to you. I only give you one night to doubt. If you have anything to say, it's best to finish it at once."

Nanle Street.The night outside the street is dark, and the mountains are like sleep.

The lights on the second floor were not turned on, so Tan Qing came out after putting the child to sleep.Qi Hongshan was sitting on the balcony smoking, seeing his wife couldn't help showing a soft look, and handed over the cigarette between his sandwiches.Tan Qing took it skillfully, took a breath, and leaned against the closet.

Under the night light, her silk nightgown glowed with a faint luster, and the lines outlined were tall and slender.

Qi Hongshan said, "Can't you?"

"It's no use." Tan Qing slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, "Siming's authorization has been revoked at this moment, if I hadn't prepared in advance, his data would have been completely wiped out - I see that the list of additional tariffs imposed by country R seems to be Cover biochips and think of other ways."

The residence of the former head of the VI district.

Qi Siming and Ling Yan opened a few bottles of wine and talked coldly around the leftovers.

Mr. Qi, who used to give someone away from thousands of miles away, now turned the perfect nightlife into a late-night tea party. He is actually very helpless, especially now that the topic of discussion between the two has finally turned to the topic of "relationship history".

This is a very fucking topic, because the two of them are full of lawsuits, and Qi Siming can't remember the list of dozens of love affairs, but Ling Yan has been silently following him all these years, and brought out all the ones, two, three, and four to him. Asking for proof, Mr. Qi felt ashamed, but Ling Yan was aggressive, and he said oh expressionlessly after asking for proof.

Finally, Qi Siming finished speaking without embarrassment, and this time it was Ling Yan's turn.

In fact, Ling Yan had already prepared a set of excuses. He wanted to say that his private life was very dull, and he was too busy every day to do anything. He really didn't have much energy to mess around, but for some reason, many people always insinuated and arranged his private affairs. , Maliciously speculated that he messed up the relationship between men and women.If Qi Siming asked, he would say that the rumors were true or false, and he had never defended himself, because he felt that trivial gossip was not offensive, and if things got serious, it would be fine for the lawyer to come forward and make a statement.

But it was obvious that Qi Siming didn't want to hear Ling Yan take the initiative to confess, he just approached him and asked in a low voice, "Is that tattoo on your back that I washed?"

Ling Yan was stunned.

That was a long time ago.Because he couldn't see it on his back, he had forgotten that he still had a tattoo.

No wonder Qi Siming kept kissing that piece of skin this morning, holding him around and not letting him go.

Nowadays, people no longer pursue long-term tattoos, and traditional tattoos are even rarer.People favor tattoos on the epidermis. After a period of time, as the sebum falls off and renews, the skin returns to its original state.But back then Ling Yan really let the tattoo artist stab into his skin with a tool, the pattern was not short-term, it was a permanent mark.

Only, it has been washed twice.

Now, the pattern is mottled, but it's still recognizable as a "Q".

"When did it happen?"

"A few days before my mother died."

Qi Siming's temples started to throb, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Block him, and then secretly tattoo his name, why don't you tell him?It was obviously a difficult time, wasn't it?The death of his parents and the great changes in his life are things that a person cannot bear alone. At that time, the people of the whole country were singing an elegy for his parents, but he had to disappear completely, suffering silently and despairing silently.

Ling Yan looked at him, probably not knowing how to answer this question.

He is not used to asking for warmth and pity, so he can only evade and ask a random question, "Do you have to have a confession meeting before you fall in love with someone? Do you confess your love history like this? Do you mind this?"

Qi Siming sighed, and said carefully, "I don't mind too much, it's all in the past anyway... In fact, getting along with people is also a learning and experience. Of course, I hope that the people I'm with are more mature. , can handle the intimate relationship well, and it doesn’t have to be a blank slate before him, and he started with me in a daze—so, if there is something, you don’t have to keep silent, it’s always good to get to know each other about the past.

"Okay, I don't mind..." Ling Yan looked at him deeply, and he didn't know where he was dissatisfied. He twitched the corner of his mouth with a smirk, "After all, history is a mirror, and we can know success and failure."

Qi Siming always answered all the questions throughout the night, some of them were reluctant but still sincere, but he answered this question very hypocritically.

Ling Yan has encountered many loves thrown at him, and Qi Siming's answer is in the same style.

Emotionally generous, when looking at him with appreciation, tolerance, compassion, and love, they have complete kindness, they are mature and generous, with super high emotional control and personality charm.But he felt hypocritical.

Ai Mingming is a kind of force that carries sand and wraps rocks, and it needs strong passion to implement, rather than a meek "I don't mind".It was supposed to be possessive, jealous, coercive, domineering, domineering, kiss to die even if it was fatal, you bit my throat and threatened me not to leave.

He told him that he didn't mind, it would be better to say that he didn't love him.

At that moment, Qi Siming stopped talking.

They just stared at each other, and there was a fierce struggle in their eyes.

"Then what do you want me to say?"

Caring is a sharp and heavy emotion, it breaks through flesh and blood, and it hurts the skin, but this person in front of him just wants to stab him with one sentence, make him hurt, and stir up those wounds that have been wrapped up for a long time. He gurgled blood.

Qi Siming's eyes were red, he raised his hand and slowly grabbed Ling Yan's neck, and pushed him into the sofa.

He will always remember Ling Yan's appearance as a child, confused, restless, but unusually persistent, but he has missed all of these.

How can you not mind?

He hasn't felt those young feelings about impulsiveness, willfulness, and passion for a long time, but now Qi Siming feels angry, very angry.

He is a cornered beast, his eyes are full of hot and humid light, "I mind, I fucking mind to death, I mind that you have become like this, I mind that you have become sensitive and suspicious, you have always been You know me, you know that I am a deputy executive at American Investment, and you know that I founded an investment bank. You have been following me, so why don’t you come to me? You tattooed my name on your shoulder blade and didn’t tell me, you didn’t You have put yourself in your heart, and you have never put me in your heart, how dare you ask me if I mind?!"

Qi Siming's voice choked up, and the pain and madness instantly overwhelmed him, but when the blood rushing up to the top of his head slowly subsided, only a cry of regret and endless heartache remained.It turns out that when the feelings are brewed to the extreme, they will become grievances, and they linger in the bottom of my heart for a few circles, complaining about the sky, the earth, and you, and finally they all become resentment against myself.

He said, it's my fault. I clearly said that I would watch over you to grow up, and I clearly promised to wait for you to grow up...Why don't you give me a chance?