When Director Tang found Lin Qinxue, she was being interviewed by a reporter from Metropolitan Newspaper.

Reporter: "Ms. Lin, I heard that the dragon horn is particularly difficult to repair because it was hit by external forces inside, and there are many tiny cracks and holes inside that are impossible to see with the naked eye. How did you do it?"

"Actually, this is very simple. All you need to do is master basic computer skills and draw a model." Lin Qinxue answered very easily.

The reporter couldn't help but exclaimed, "You can even use computers?! Ms. Lin, you are truly multi-talented."

Lin Qinxue pursed her lips and said modestly: "No."

Director Tang listened from the side and became increasingly angry.

The method of using computers to draw models was clearly Song Qingyu's original idea.

And this method was also what they told Lin Qinxue.

At the beginning, the acceptance staff asked each of them to submit a repair experience, which included writing down the process.

At that time, no one knew the purpose of doing this.

Now, Director Tang finally knew.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his chest, and then walked towards Lin Qinxue.

"Ms. Lin!"

Lin Qinxue saw Director Tang and looked puzzled: "Who are you?"

"I'm the director of the restoration center, my last name is Tang. Can I have a moment with you?"

Lin Qinxue's eyes lit up: "Of course."

After saying that, she followed Director Tang to the door.

At the end of the corridor, Lin Qinxue finally stopped.

"Director Tang, if you have anything to say, just say it here." She looked expectant.

"Ms. Lin, please stop lying!"

Lin Qinxue's expression changed slightly.

She thought Director Tang came to see her because he learned that she had repaired the dragon horn and wanted to recruit her into the restoration center.

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

Director Tang said angrily, "My colleagues and I restored the dragon horn together. You shouldn't be monopolizing the fruits of our labor!"

Lin Qinxue revealed a look of understanding, and then she looked at Director Tang with disdain. "So that's why you came to me. I was the one who repaired the dragon horn. If you're not convinced, you can also find a reporter, go on TV, and tell everyone that you were the one who repaired the dragon horn. However, I'm afraid that by then, you won't be able to afford the penalty."

"you--"

Director Tang's face turned ashen in an instant.

Lin Qinxue sneered: "Is there anything else? If not, you can leave."

After saying that, she walked towards the room and accepted the interview from the reporter again.

Director Tang was furious.

However, he signed a confidentiality agreement.

Can't tell the truth.

Otherwise, the penalty...

It doesn't matter if he loses the money alone.

The key agreement also stipulates that if one person tells the truth, everyone else will have to pay compensation.

Director Tang was at a loss and was about to leave when he saw Lu Yanzhi walking out of the elevator.

His expression suddenly changed.

He lowered his head and walked past Lu Yanzhi.

However--

"Director Tang."

The low, magnetic voice, when it opened, was so oppressive that Director Tang had to stop.

But then, a question came to my mind.

Does Lu Yanzhi know him?

However, they have never met.

"Is there something wrong?" Director Tang asked unhappily.

He knew about what happened between Song Qingyu and Lu Yanzhi.

The expression on Lu Yanzhi's face did not change because of Director Tang's harsh tone: "Song Qingyu is still alive, did you know?"

Director Tang's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly remembered that Song Qingyu had told him not to tell anyone about having met her some time ago. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Qingyu, still alive? I... I don't know..."

Lu Yanzhi retracted his gaze: "Yeah."

Director Tang was stunned and felt very uneasy. He quickly turned around and left.

Lu Yanzhi looked at Director Tang's back, his eyes darkening.

…

The other side.

Song Qingyu returned to the hotel and still didn't receive a call from Gu Hanxing. She was a little worried. After thinking about it, she sent a message to Gu Hanxing.

【How about it? 】

There was no reply from Gu Hanxing.

Song Qingyu had no choice but to put her phone aside and hand the takeaway box to Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei looked at Song Qingyu with a puzzled expression.

"Eat quickly, didn't you eat tonight?"

Xiao Hei moved his lips: "Did you pack this specially for me?"

"Yes, eat quickly." Song Qingyu urged and couldn't help but said, "You bodyguards are also very hard-working. You have to work while we eat. If you continue like this, your diet will be irregular and it will be bad for your health..."

Xiao Hei stared at the takeaway box for a long time before slowly opening it.

This was the first time someone cared about him.

He couldn't describe the feeling.

His family was very poor when he was a child, and when he was six years old, he and Xiaobai were sent to an orphanage.

Because they were the smallest, other children bullied them.

Every time this happened, his brother would rush out without hesitation to protect him.

Hiding in his brother's arms, he had no ability to resist at all. He could only secretly swear in his heart that he must become strong, so strong that no one would dare to bully him.

Later, he did it.

From the age of fourteen, he was the number one boxer in the country.

Even when fighting against adults, he would not lose.

After he turned sixteen, he represented his country and successfully won the first place in the European Boxing Championship.

In the same year, he was spotted by CC, the largest bodyguard company in Europe, and became the company's ace bodyguard.

Since then, his life has been filled with fighting and killing.

It is no exaggeration to say that one hangs his neck on his belt every day.

It is precisely because of this tense living environment that he does not trust anyone.

Even if it's my brother.

But……

A figure walked out of the room.

It’s Song Qingyu.

She was holding clothes in her hands. Seeing that Xiao Hei hadn't eaten yet, she couldn't help but ask, "Why aren't you eating yet? Don't you like it?"

Xiao Hei looked at Song Qingyu's fair and beautiful face and quickly shook his head.

"Then eat quickly." Song Qingyu patted Xiao Hei's shoulder and went to the bathroom.

Xiao Hei's eyes followed Song Qingyu until the graceful figure was separated by the bathroom door. He finally lowered his head and began to eat in big mouthfuls.

The corners of his lips, which had been frozen for more than twenty years, couldn't help but curl up slightly.

at this time.

Kyoto.

hotel.

Lin Qinxue was just about to turn on the computer when she heard a knock on the door.

"It's so late, no need for room service." She said impatiently.

However, outside the door, Lu Yanzhi's deep and powerful voice came: "It's me."

Lin Qinxue's heart skipped a beat. She quickly opened the door and put on a sweet smile: "Brother Yanzhi, it's so late, you..."

Lu Yanzhi walked into the room, looked around, and then turned around, avoiding Lin Qinxue who was rushing towards him, and asked coldly: "Director Tang came to see you, is there something wrong?"