When Yang Qingheng saw the familiar tie, her heart skipped a beat for two seconds. Seeing Tang Bainian's suspicious look, she pretended to be surprised and reached out to take it: "I was wondering why I couldn't find it. This little tie seems to recognize its owner. It came out as soon as it saw you."

The scene in the office inexplicably overlapped with the scene in the mall a while ago. Song Hengjue's expression changed, and he was so angry that his vision blurred. He wanted to rush out and argue with Yang Qingheng.

I can forgive him for giving away the sweater I promised to buy him to that scumbag Tang Bainian, but now I'm even giving away his tie to that scumbag Tang Bainian?!

Just because a tiger doesn't show its power doesn't mean it's a sick cat, right?

Outrageous! Inhumane!

In a fit of anger, he kicked the wall, but instead of venting his anger, he gasped in pain. With nowhere to vent his rage, he felt so frustrated that his eyes turned red.

"Recognize a master?" Tang Bainian asked, puzzled.

Yang Qingheng's face stiffened for a moment, then she forced a smile and held up the tie to his face: "Yes, I went to the mall to buy clothes the other day and saw this tie, which I thought was nice, so I bought it to give to you. But I couldn't find it anywhere yesterday. Now that you've seen it, it's perfect."

Tang Bainian examined the tie carefully, but he couldn't see any connection between it and him.

He always wears black or gray ties; he's never used such a color before.

Yang Qingheng felt a chill run down her spine: "I just noticed that you often wear those dark ties. You're so young, how can you wear black, white, and gray every day? Doesn't that make you look older? Sometimes you should change your colors. It makes you feel better, doesn't it?"

"Really?" Tang Bainian had no doubt.

His informants said they hadn't seen that bastard Song Hengjue for weeks, and guessed the two had broken up, so it was unlikely that the item was bought for Song Hengjue.

He casually removed his tie and put on a new one, then hesitated for a moment before looking at her: "Does it really look good?"

Yang Qingheng's eye twitched, and she lied against her conscience: "It looks good."

Tang Bainian was in a great mood after hearing her praise him so much, and he didn't bother to take it apart.

Yang Qingheng hesitated, then turned her head away, preferring to ignore it.

It's not that it looks bad, but the fact that Tang Bainian, who is usually so composed, suddenly changed to this eye color is really incongruous and looks rather strange.

"Oh right, what were you going to say?" Yang Qingheng remembered her business and sat up straight.

Tang Bainian's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't say anything for a moment.

"What's the big deal? Why do you look like that?" Yang Qingheng asked, feigning nonchalance.

“The police station found some evidence, but the female kidnapper committed suicide last night. The trail went cold, and this breakthrough point is useless. We need to find another direction.” Tang Bainian said heavily.

Yang Qingheng was not surprised at all when she heard these words. Since Qiao Xihe dared to admit it to her directly, it meant that she was well prepared. She was sure that none of these messy things would affect her.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help you much and you've been wronged," Tang Bainian said remorsefully, his fists bulging with veins, revealing the turmoil in his heart. "Qingheng, just wait a little longer. Soon, even if this matter doesn't point to her, I will make her pay the price."

He won't let that woman get away with it!

Yang Qingheng sighed and patted his shoulder to comfort him: "Tang Bainian, take it slow. Don't rush things and don't do anything irrational because of this."

She had watched Tang Bainian climb to his current position step by step and knew how hard he worked. She didn't want Tang Bainian to ruin his future or tarnish it because of her.

Tang Bainian gave her a close look and gave a vague reply, though he did not agree in his heart.

He had only two obsessions in his life: being a policeman and Yang Qingheng.

Since leaving Xishan Town, he has only one of his two obsessions left. He doesn't care about fame or fortune at all. He strives to climb the ranks, hoping to become her support. Even if he is of no use to her, he will feel at ease.

If he can't even do this little thing for her, then what's the point of all his efforts over the years?

"Have you had lunch? I asked Secretary Qian to book a private room nearby. Shall we go out for lunch together?" Tang Bainian didn't want to bring up these unpleasant things in front of her, so he changed the subject.

Yang Qingheng didn't eat, but thinking of Song Hengjue in the room, she didn't agree and shook her head: "I have to meet a business partner later. You go eat first, I'll just eat in the cafeteria."

"Then you must eat on time," Tang Bainian reminded her, still worried.

Yang Qingheng nodded vaguely and saw him out. Before she even entered the door, she was pulled in by a strong force and pressed against the door. The man's handsome face suddenly loomed large, and his cool breath assaulted her nostrils without mercy.

He kissed her until her limbs were weak before reluctantly letting go of her.

Every word was an accusation: "How despicable, how hateful! You only know how to bully me. You'd be satisfied if you could just bully me to death."

"Where did I bully you? Who was it that was just throwing their tie around because of lust, and now they're blaming me?"

This man, who's over 1.8 meters tall, rubs against you like a dog when he's angry. Yang Qingheng pulled his head out from under his neck.

Song Hengjue's face darkened: "That's no excuse for you to give my clothes and my tie to someone else."

"Clothes? What clothes..." Yang Qingheng was puzzled. A thought flashed through her mind, and she immediately fell silent, her eyes darting around as she glanced at the sweater that Song Hengjue had worn in front of her many times.

If she says now that she didn't buy the clothes for him, this man will probably bare his teeth and bite her to death.

Under Song Hengjue's increasingly suspicious gaze, Yang Qingheng surrendered.

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