Chapter 170: Praise to Death
No special memories.
Qiu Tingxu's face was distorted, and it was particularly pornographic and violent...
A life of debauchery and extravagance, with revelry every night.
The face that appears most often in these memories is Zhen Xia's, humiliated, unbearable, sad, and crying.
Uh...Qiu Tingxu felt like he was watching a movie, with an indescribable feeling.
Although there were scenes of this kind in the memories of Wang Zhaodi and Ruan Qingzhou before.
But this Nan Huo is really a complete jerk and plays around a lot.
Qiu Tingxu was speechless as he received the memory and didn't want to say anything.
He pressed his solar plexus and said tiredly, "Let me put it this way. In this young man's memory, apart from his innocent childhood, the rest of the time he was either performing various scenes of porn or on the way to perform various scenes of porn."
"She's not ugly, and she's also good at playing."
"Just one word, 6."
Xu Yansheng suddenly patted Qiu Tingxu on the head gently.
Qiu Tingxu was stunned, "What are you doing?"
Xu Yansheng was unhappy and said with a gloomy face: "Help you forget the dirty things."
Qiu was numb when he heard this. “Just taking a photo like this won’t make you forget it immediately.”
Nie Jianxi: "Is there no other special place?"
Qiu Tingxu searched carefully for a long time in the chaotic colored memories before he found something special.
"Nan Huo once got a belly button pierced? His belly button has a very small bead. It was originally pitch black, but it seems to have faded and has now turned transparent. I think it's a bit suspicious."
Nie Jianxi directly lifted the quilt, untied Nan Huo's hospital gown, and saw something like a crystal bead embedded in his pale belly button.
"This is a slow-release bead. The evil energy sealed inside will slowly be released and linger around the person wearing it, thus affecting their emotions and mentality."
Qiu Tingxu thought it was weird: "Why are there so many things? Is there anything that can slowly release the positive energy?"
Nie Jianxi shook his head: "If people's hearts are righteous, they will naturally have righteousness. There is no need to resort to these evil ways."
"Can you see where he got this bead?"
Qiu Tingxu shook his head: "He bought it online. There are too many opportunities for substitution. I don't think there will be any gain even if we find the store."
"These people are really getting more and more cunning. Why do they cause so much trouble?"
After Qiu Tingxu finished complaining, he immediately ran to the bathroom and frantically washed his hands.
Nie Jianxi realized it belatedly and looked at his hand that had lifted the quilt, then followed closely.
Xu Yansheng followed Qiu Tingxu like a follower and washed his hands with him.
It seems that Nie Jianxi is very redundant.
Yan Shu folded his arms and looked at these people, and tui in an inelegant way.
"Every time I'm with you guys, I feel like I'm redundant."
"If I hadn't asked Brother Yun to help me treat the real boss of the Leng family, I would have to show off my status in front of you."
Qiu Tingxu wiped the water off his hands and expressed doubt about what he said.
"You can't even touch a hair on someone's head, what are you showing off?"
"Speaking of which, is that young uncle of the Leng family really destined to be a domineering boss? Why does he look so much like the one holding the male lead's script..."
"How much will it cost to treat his leg?"
Yan Shu: "That's none of my business. I'm only responsible for finding a scapegoat for Brother Yun, not paying."
Qiu Tingxu: "...You just said it as if you were Uncle Leng's benefactor, but in the end you still treated him as a sucker."
Yan Shu raised his eyebrows: "Am I not his benefactor? If it weren't for me, would he be able to overthrow the power of the Leng family's eldest son so quickly?"
The two of them started chatting again. Xu Yansheng was always quiet in front of others, except when talking to Qiu Tingxu.
But Qiu Tingxu is different. He can chat with anyone, and he can also argue with anyone.
The whole place is very lively.
Xu Yansheng always watched him talk to others quietly, and then when the time was right, he would shift Qiu Tingxu's gaze to himself.
Otherwise it would be too lonely.
When Nie Jianxi came out after washing his hands, Qiu Tingxu had a new question, "Didn't the Nan family know that Nan Huo had died suddenly?"
Yan Shu curled his lips and said disdainfully: "How could you not know? They tried to cut off their tails to survive, and they didn't dare to get close to Nan Huo, for fear that I would pull them to their bodies."
"But even if we completely ignore Nanhuo, we can't escape legal sanctions. There are too many cases of tax evasion and tax avoidance. We can't escape punishment by giving up a small Nanhuo."
"Speaking of which, Nan Huo is also quite miserable. The Nan family raised him but totally overpraised him."
"He and the Nan family's eldest son are not born of the same mother. The eldest son seems to be obedient to him, but in fact he is doing his utmost to flatter him to death."
"When he was young, he was also a smart and clever young master, and he was also very polite."
"Unfortunately, I couldn't resist the temptation of flattery."
Qiu Tingxu was surprised: "You can even find out these things?"
Yan Shupi laughed: "Who else do you think I am? If necessary, I can even find out what you look like in diapers."
Qiu Tingxu declined politely: "That's not necessary."
"So, is it possible that this situation involving Nan Huo and Zhen Xia is related to the eldest son of the Nan family?"
Yan Shu leaned against the wall and looked out the window. Downstairs was the hospital's garden, where autumn chrysanthemums were in full bloom.
"I've thought about this, but the clues are broken. I haven't found any clues that the eldest son of the Nan family is related to the slow-release beads."
"On the surface, he just indulges Nan Huo. You don't even know if he does it on purpose or if he really treats Nan Huo well."
"But now that Nan Huo is dead, no one from the Nan family has come to see him. This can only mean that he deliberately praised her to death before."
"He was afraid that Nan Huo would threaten his position. After all, Nan Huo's talent was no worse than his."
Qiu Tingxu got a headache after listening to this. "Why are all the wealthy families acting like they are in a palace drama? It's a bit scary."
Yan Shu looked at him with a half-smile.
"It has been like this since ancient times. If people want to climb up, they must defeat their opponents."
"If you weren't the only legitimate grandson in the Qiu family, you wouldn't have an easy life either."
Qiu Tingxu muttered: "I wasn't having an easy time either."
He didn't want to listen to the gossip about the wealthy family anymore, so he turned around and asked Nie Jianxi: "What should we do next?"
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