The moment she pushed open the door, an overwhelming, intoxicating aroma wafted towards her, making it impossible for her to open her eyes.
It took me quite a while to get used to it.
She opened her eyes with difficulty, closed the door behind her, and walked in quietly.
The moonlight was bright, and with her recent training, she could see things clearly even at night.
The ground, which was originally covered with stone slabs, was now covered with a red carpet, with bright red roses neatly arranged along the edges.
Zhu Hao looked up at the newly appeared archway above him and swallowed hard.
Good heavens.
The diamonds on that archway must be real, right?
It's bigger than her head.
Zhu Hao reached out and gestured with his hand to indicate the presence of the diamonds, inwardly marveling, "He truly is the richest man in Beicheng."
She smacked her lips and continued walking forward.
Various animal dolls were neatly placed along the roadside, each with a bouquet of roses on its head and a card attached to the flowers.
I reached out my hand, wanting to take a look at the card.
The moment her fingertips touched the card, she stopped, deciding not to look at it now, but to look at it later.
At the end of the corridor is a small bear the size of a human, with a rose stuck on its head.
The bear had a zipper on its chest, but it wasn't zipped up, and you could see that it was stuffed full of food.
Zhu Hao stood somewhat speechlessly in front of the bear.
Can anyone tell her if she's a child?
With toys and snacks, is this a marriage proposal or just to appease a child?
A strong floral fragrance lingered around her nose.
Okay, let's propose.
Zhu Hao puffed out his cheeks, carefully bypassed the arranged decorations, and quietly left the garden.
As I closed the door, a thought involuntarily popped into my mind.
Xiaoxue is right, Tang Song's aesthetic sense is really outrageous.
*
The top-floor office of the Tang Group.
Tang Song sat at his desk, his fingertips lightly tapping the surface, his eyes fixed intently on the unfamiliar chip on the table.
Sitting opposite him, Fang Ming slowly spoke, "This is the original recording. It contains everything about your identity as a wolf. Here you go."
Tang Song picked up the chip, examined it closely under the light, and then shifted his gaze to Fang Ming. "Did you write the news report?"
"No, it's my dad."
"Then why did you come to find me?"
"I want to ask you to let Fang Ling go." Fang Ming stared straight at Tang Song, pointed to the chip in his hand, and said, "Exchange this for her."
"How would I know if you have a backup?" Tang Song put down the chip, his face cold and stern. "I remember I've given your Fang family many chances already."
"You hired Li Hu to target Zhu Hao, your father exposed my identity, and your sister Fang Ling kidnapped Zhu Hao." Tang Song's voice trailed off. "Can a single chip really undo everything?"
Fang Ming's face darkened. "You've already bankrupted the Fang family, haven't you? Isn't that enough?"
"Not enough." Tang Song waved his hand lightly, and the chip on the table shattered into powder.
Fang Ming's face paled, but he forced a smile and asked, "Then what else do you want?"
Tang Song paused for a moment, then said, "You know Li Hu's fate, right?"
Fang Ming jumped to his feet, his face contorted with fear. "What do you mean? You want us all to die?"
Tang Song remained noncommittal, slightly relaxing his body and leaning back, crossing his hands in front of him. "Human laws are not just for show; how can people be executed arbitrarily?"
Fang Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but took a solid half-step back, staring fearfully at the chip shattered into powder on the table. "Then I'll consider our deal complete. I'll give you the original recording, delete all the backups, and I'll also tell my dad to stop targeting you when I get back. You release Fang Ling."
Tang Song raised an eyebrow slightly and chuckled, "Just because I can't take action doesn't mean you can't."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Song suddenly raised his hand and gently tapped Fang Ming, who was trying to escape.
Fang Ming's terrified eyes instantly became clouded. He looked at Tang Song, and the fear deep in his eyes gradually accumulated until it turned into a mouthful of blood that he spat out.
Tang Song frowned slightly, looking disgusted. "Dirty."
"Get out of here." Tang Song took out alcohol, sprayed it on his hands, then took out disinfectant wipes to wipe his hands, and called Zhu Qing in to clean up the mess on the floor.
After Tang Song gave the order, Fang Ming walked uncontrollably toward the door.
After Zhu Qing came in, he didn't even glance at Fang Ming, and directly handed the tablet in his hand to Tang Song, "President Tang, we've found out, it was the Fang family who did it."
“Okay.” Tang Song didn’t take the tablet. “Once the articles are taken down from the internet, we don’t need to worry about it anymore. They’ll handle it themselves.”
"yes."
*
"Rising star Fang Ling has been exposed for drugging her adoptive parents' biological daughter in an attempt to ruin the life of a deaf-mute. After the Fang family went bankrupt, she feigned madness to gain sympathy, maliciously kidnapped, attempted murder, and repeatedly stole resources from others. It is reported that Li Yangxi, the actress originally cast for the role of the junior sister who made Fang Ling famous, was sent to the investor's room by Fang Ling. Li Yangxi is now suffering from severe depression and is receiving closed treatment in a hospital. The police are conducting a thorough investigation and hope for a satisfactory outcome. This is Beicheng News reporting for you."
Zhu Hao sat on the sofa and turned off the TV before the next commercial popped up.
She glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window, where the morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a parallelogram shape on the floor.
Tang Song did not return home that night.
She also sat on the sofa all night.
Zhu Hao blinked her dry eyes, yawned, took out her phone, and hesitated whether to call Tang Song.
Geng Ying called first.
Zhu Hao paused for a moment, then pressed the answer button.
"Little Zhuhao..." Geng Ying's voice was choked with sobs, "Will Tang Song keep switching between human and wolf forms? Will he vomit blood for no reason? Will his body show signs of disappearing?"
This question left Zhu Hao completely baffled. "No," he replied.
"What should we do?" Geng Ying sobbed, at a loss. "Why is Song Shang like this? It's been almost four days, and he's about to die."
Zhu Hao paused, then lowered her voice, "Where are you?"
"Song family home."
"Don't cry, don't be afraid, I'm coming right away."
“Okay…” Geng Ying seemed to have calmed down, but her voice was still hoarse. “I’ll wait for you.”
Zhu Hao got up and walked towards Tang Wu's room.
*
After leaving the Tang Group, Fang Ming walked back to the rented house where his parents lived, arriving at the early morning of the next day.
He could hear Fang's father's furious cursing from outside the door.
"Damn it! I remember the original recording was kept here! How could it be gone? Did you take it?!"
Fang's mother's sharp voice rang out, "You didn't put it away properly, why are you blaming me?!"
Fang Ming opened the door expressionlessly.
The arguing inside the room stopped.
Fang's mother glanced at Fang Ming and said unhappily, "Where did you go? Your father is... um..."
Before she could finish speaking, Fang's mother looked down in disbelief as a sharp dagger appeared at her chest, its tip connected to Fang Ming's slender hand.
Pfft.
The knife rises and falls.
Fang's father was not spared either.
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