Chapter 70 Greed 13 Anything is OK
"Help me win once."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Baiqiao smiled, with an indescribable joy. Kong Yanze's scalp tingled, and he continued.
"Kong Heng has no choice but to let Jinnan go, and there is still a chance for him to survive. Fang Zijing and Wang Zhiyan both think Jinnan is theirs, and I want to prevent them from getting what they want."
"You said that everything is about exchange, but I have nothing now. But as long as you want it and I can give it to you, I can give you anything."
Kong Yanze finished speaking in one breath. He clenched his fists to stay calm while speaking, and he was not so scared after he finished speaking.
Zhou Baiqiao placed his hands on the table, tapping his fingers rhythmically, with his eyes downcast, not knowing what he was thinking. After a moment of silence, he asked him.
"That's all?"
Kong Yanze had selfish motives, he didn't want to ask too much from him, such as resolving the pressure from the troupe, or making Fang Zijing and Wang Zhiyan pay the price.
Being greedy now would come at a price. Betting everything on him was a very dangerous thing. He didn't want to completely become the canary in his hand. There was no room for maneuver.
Zhou Baiqiao was going to return to his country, and at that time, he would still be free.
"That's all." Kong Yanze nodded, realizing that Zhou Baiqiao didn't seem to be satisfied with what he said.
Zhou Baiqiao looked at Kong Yanze. His eyes were usually unfocused, but now they contained a dark gleam that was hard to understand.
He couldn't hide it from him, Kong Yanze had already anticipated it.
But it doesn't matter. A month is enough time for him to get tired of playing. By then, he will only appreciate his tact and won't care about him anymore.
"Can."
Zhou Baiqiao agreed, as if it was just a small matter, not a troublesome matter that would involve going against three aristocratic families and getting into trouble.
"However, I personally would be a little reckless...but I can't be too harsh on these two people, I understand."
He said it tactfully, but it made Kong Yanze feel cold on his back. Zhou Baiqiao saw his face change, and felt relieved after hearing the second half.
Zhou Baiqiao couldn't take his eyes away, he was deliberately teasing him. Kong Yanze probably didn't know what he was thinking, but it was all over his face, so cute.
He waved to Kong Yanze and asked him to come over. The sunlight shone in from the transparent French windows. Kong Yanze faced the light, his face was smooth and white, his hair was fluffy, and his cheeks were pink like a peach when he turned his head.
"Anything is okay?" His voice was lower but sounded gentle.
Kong Yanze hesitated for only a moment, then agreed firmly: "Anything is fine."
Zhou Baiqiao was still holding a pen. This pen was painted black and gold and was his most commonly used pen. He signed his name and made decisions on some documents with an unimaginable amount of money with this pen.
He closed the pen and lifted the hem of his clothes. Kong Yanze didn't dare to move, his scalp was numb. Zhou Baiqiao suddenly put the pen back on the table, and the hem of his clothes fell down without any incident.
"Is your injury healed?"
"not yet."
Zhou Baiqiao frowned and pinched his nose twice. Kong Yanze was a little flustered and stammered impulsively.
"I...I'll get better soon...I can..."
Zhou Baiqiao raised his eyebrows and asked him, "What first?"
Kong Yanze blushed, glanced at him carefully, leaned on the table and sat on his lap, facing each other with legs apart. Zhou Baiqiao showed a look of interest and nodded.
"continue."
Kong Yanze didn't know where to put his hands, so he finally put them on his shoulders, glanced at Zhou Baiqiao, closed his eyes, leaned over, and bumped into him so hard that he only touched the corner of his lips.
“This… this.”
Zhou Baiqiao looked at him, touched the corner of his lips with his hand, and asked him unsatisfiedly: "No more?"
Kong Yanze was smarter this time and looked at his lips, kissed him and then closed his eyes, but he would only rub his lips. Thinking of that night, he opened his lips and sucked his lower lip, and finally kissed him and looked at him with a red face.
“Okay…Is that all right?”
Zhou Baiqiao didn't say no, nor did he say yes, he just kept looking at him, too seriously, too focused, which made Kong Yanze feel more embarrassed than the messy kiss just now.
"It's rare to be proactive, and I think you should encourage that. But you still have to learn, and it won't be so easy in the future."
He used this tone again, which made Kong Yanze feel even more ashamed and he grabbed his shoulders tightly.
"good……"
There were still wet marks on Zhou Baiqiao's lower lip from where he had licked it. Kong Yanze looked at him and bit his lower lip subconsciously. He saw Zhou Baiqiao's Adam's apple roll and his big hand loosely resting on his waist tightened.
"I'll take you back to Xiaoguanlan tomorrow."
Kong Yanze immediately turned pale, looked at him anxiously, and asked him in a low voice: "Then should I go back to Xiaonanyuan?"
Zhou Baiqiao asked him back: "What else?"
Kong Yanze noticed the smile in his eyes and knew that he was teasing him.
"Want to hear a story?"
Zhou Baiqiao was very good at coaxing him. He lowered his eyes, lifted the hem of his clothes with his palms, and gently stroked his back and touched his scars. His palms were warm and strong, yet gentle.
"Once upon a time, there was a mouse in a granary. He saw a rice jar full of rice and jumped in happily to have a hearty meal. The joy of a full meal was unimaginable, and the mouse could not let go. He ate the rice jar until it was empty. Guess what happened to him in the end?"
Zhou Baiqiao smiled and asked the question in a coaxing tone.
Kong Yanze felt his fingers touching and kneading along his spine. He could only lean limply on his shoulder and smell the fragrance from his neck. The young man was easily moved, his body was hot, but his heart was trembling in his story.
"It can't climb out of the rice jar and will slowly starve to death."
Zhou Baiqiao smiled, pinched his chin, kissed his cheek and praised: "Smart."
Kong Yanze closed his eyes, then looked at him and asked, "If there were three mice inside, would the ending be different?"
Zhou Baiqiao pinched his cheek and looked at him gently with lowered eyebrows. He moved close to his neck and sniffed it. The hot breath from his words penetrated his collar and made his collarbone numb.
"Then seal the rice jar with a lid."
Kong Yanze leaned on his shoulder and laughed softly. Perhaps he would regret making a deal with Zhou Baiqiao in the future, but at least he was very satisfied now.
How to attract three mice to fall into the rice jar? First of all, the rice jar must be filled with rice. Of course, you also need a sense of crisis. If you don't run fast, others will take all the rice.
Kong Yanze knew that this was easier said than done. Fang Zijing and Wang Zhiyan had families behind them, and Kong Heng was not a rookie who had just entered the industry, so it would be difficult to do.
He asked vaguely before going to bed at night, but Zhou Baiqiao just lowered his head, picked up the ointment and concentrated on applying it to him. He laughed softly and only asked him if he wanted to move the peach tree from Xiaoguanlan over.
Kong Yanze hesitated and did not answer, and Zhou Baiqiao did not ask again.
Zhou Baiqiao did not inform him in advance when he returned to Xiaoguanlan this time, but when the car just drove into the main gate, Kong Heng was waiting in the front yard. Kong Yanze subconsciously looked at Zhou Baiqiao, and he patted Kong Yanze's hand.
"It might take a while. Do you want to listen? It's going to be a bit boring."
Kong Yanze shook his head. He still had something in the bedroom that he hadn't taken away. He didn't want anything else, but he had to take it away.
He had cut a big hole in the peach tree, and Kong Yanze wanted to make it disappear that night rather than leave it there. But when he saw it today, he felt a sharp pain in his heart and tears in his eyes.
Kong Jiayu stood in the courtyard and looked at Kong Yanze from afar. He looked at him, and then the tall man behind him who was holding his waist lowered his head and said something in his ear.
Everything was like a dream. Kong Jiayu had never expected that they had teased Zhou Boqiao more than a month ago, as if he was a person older than his father. But now he was held in the arms of this Uncle Zhou, who was telling him something in detail, just like a lover.
Kong Yanze walked into the small bedroom and stood in front of the small side cabinet filled with his various trophies and photos for a long time.
Step by step, he has come to this point, there is no room for regret or turning back, even if there is, he does not want to stay. If he is cruel, he can be so cruel as to throw away everyone, including himself.
He sat down on the wooden floor, opened the drawer, and touched the hard card stuck on it with his back hand. He used a little force and pulled it off.
It was a bank card, and a piece of it that had fallen off was something like a very small ID photo of a very beautiful woman.
The front half of her eyes are blunt and round, while the back half is slightly raised. The lines of her eyes are flowing and beautiful, and her long, fine black eyelashes make her look expressive even when she has no expression.
His features are almost identical to Kong Yanze's, except that he looks a little melancholy and gloomy.
This is the only photo of his mother he has. He took the risk to steal it from Kong Heng when he was a child, and it was also the photo that Kong Jiayu helped him avoid being beaten.
No one except Chang Qiuyi knew about this bank card. It contained money left for him by his mother. It was not much, not even enough to buy the clothes he was wearing now.
However, he secretly saved part of his prize money and salary from later competitions.
Mom, I have grown up. I may not be a very good person, not kind enough or tolerant enough. I may not become better in the future, and it is more likely that I will be completely different, but I have tried hard to grow up.
As soon as Kong Yanze put them away, Kong Jiayu knocked on the door and walked in. He was a little anxious, but did not approach him.
"Why? Why... didn't I tell you to stay away from him..."
"Isn't this a good idea?" Kong Yanze asked him calmly. "Zhou Baiqiao is very rich and powerful. You can tell from their attitude."
"Isn't it good to have him helping the Kong family?" He smiled and tilted his head. "It doesn't matter who you sleep with, isn't he better?"
"Yan Ze! Are you crazy?"
Kong Yanze frowned and looked at him in confusion. "Didn't you say that I should think about the Kong family and help you through this difficult time?"
"You should have been to the study. You should know that I didn't lie to you. Zhou Baiqiao is willing to make a move, so the conditions should be very good."
Kong Jiayu sat on the bed exhausted. "When are you going home?"
"Wait until he gets tired of playing." Kong Yanze didn't care. "It's not up to me to decide."
Kong Jiayu was hurt by the indifferent look on his face, and saw the trophy behind him and asked him.
"Then he asked you to return to the troupe..."
"I won't dance anymore." Kong Yanze finally showed a bit of pain on his face, but he quickly covered it up. "Kong Heng said that he was the one who gave me the dance."
"No more dancing."
Kong Jiayu looked at him helplessly and whispered, "Okay."
"Young Master, Mr. Zhou is calling you over."
Kong Yanze stood up without looking at Kong Jiayu again. When he was about to walk out, he stopped and spoke after a while.
"I have never cared about the Kong family. I even hated them. But my brother has been working hard to become the heir of the Kong family. He works very hard and it is very difficult."
After Kong Yanze finished speaking, he walked forward without looking back.
It was not until he reached the corridor that he saw Chang Qiuyi from afar. She was wearing a dark green cheongsam, her long curly hair tied up with a wooden hairpin. She was sitting under a flower stand arranging flowers and smiling at him from afar.
Kong Yanze retracted his gaze and walked to the study door. This time he did not knock but pushed the door open directly.
Zhou Baiqiao sat in the upper seat, holding in his hand a porcelain cup from Kong Heng's most precious tea set. Kong Heng, who was sitting next to him, smiled along, but his face looked a little unhappy.
"Mr. Kong, Yan Ze is here. Even if you are a parent, you have to admit your mistakes."
Zhou Baiqiao pulled him to sit next to him, lowered his head to drink tea, and raised his eyelids to look at Kong Heng.
Kong Yanze subconsciously looked at Zhou Baiqiao. Kong Heng paused for a long time, picked up another porcelain cup, poured tea, and handed it to Kong Yanze with both hands.
"I was wrong."
"Mr. Kong." Zhou Baiqiao blew on the teacup in his hand and answered his question in a low voice.
Kong Heng's face turned pale, but he was warm again when he looked at Zhou Baiqiao, then looked at Kong Yanze and spoke again in a soft and sincere voice.
"It was my father's fault."
Zhou Baiqiao leaned back and shook his head in disapproval.
Kong Yanze clenched his hands unconsciously, his heart pounding. It didn't matter if it was fake or if he was just taking advantage of the power of another. As long as his goal was achieved, that was enough.
Kong Heng looked at Zhou Baiqiao, then at Kong Yanze, who had no expression on his face, and awkwardly withdrew his hand. This time he stood up directly. He actually bent over and offered tea with both hands.
"I was wrong. Please forgive me."
Kong Yanze sneered, he laughed without any scruples, took the teacup with one hand, and just when he raised his head to look at Kong Yanze in humiliation, he simply let go.
The scalding hot tea splashed onto Kong Heng's body. He had no time to feel it. He panicked and tried to catch the porcelain cup, but could only watch it shatter on the ground.
Kong Yanze knew that the humiliation and anger at the moment was far less painful than the pain of his favorite collection being damaged.
He usually just put this thing in the cabinet and never allowed anyone to touch it, let alone take it out and use it.
Kong Yanze felt pleased and smiled unconsciously. Zhou Baiqiao held his hand and looked at him to see if he was injured. Kong Yanze was a little nervous at this time.
According to the plan, Zhou Baiqiao and Kong Heng should have discussed cooperation today, but he was still too impatient.
Zhou Baiqiao smiled and said, "I finally laughed after all these days. Mr. Kong, you broke the cup well."
Kong Yanze was a little nervous. If one small part of a tea set was damaged, the whole set would be ruined. No one knew better than him how much Kong Heng treasured these things.
Kong Heng held the fragments in his hand and looked at Zhou Baiqiao with a smile: "You are right. It is a good omen if the fragments are all safe and sound."
Kong Yanze saw that his hand was cut and he was reluctant to let go of the broken pieces, but he said this with a smile and looked at Zhou Baiqiao who was pinching his fingers.
Power.
Zhou Baiqiao pulled him up, bowed and said goodbye with a smile: "I have to go back for lunch, so I won't stay long."
Zhou Baiqiao's palms were warm, dry, and strong, and he held Kong Yanze's hand tightly. Before he entered the elevator, he heard the sound of something falling inside, very heavy and solid.
Kong Yanze's eyelids twitched, but Zhou Baiqiao didn't even blink and pulled him away.
"I'm sorry, I was impulsive. Will it affect..."
Zhou Baiqiao sighed, and Kong Yanze immediately swallowed the rest of his words, watching Zhou Baiqiao reach out and pat his head.
"Even if you beat him up today, he will come to your house and apologize to you in person. To him, I am not a partner, but a lifeline and a cash cow."
Zhou Baiqiao lowered his eyes and smiled. Kong Yanze saw the small mole from very close and was stunned when he was kissed on the forehead.
"Well done, you know how to hit him right in the heart. Keep going next time."
Kong Yanze lowered his head and hummed, a malicious pleasure of revenge surging in his heart.
"I'm standing behind you, you don't have to be afraid of anything."
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