He sneered. It had been so long since he had shown his true emotions. But when he saw someone he truly cared about, he couldn't help but show his emotions.
Bi Tielin took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, and spoke as if the anger he had just revealed had never been there before.
His hands were just tucked into his trouser pockets, clenched tightly into fists, and the veins on the exposed half of his arms were exposed.
"When did it happen?" He raised his chin slightly and pointed in the direction of Chen Cuiliu.
The moment the darker, thinner, taller Bi Tielin entered the room, Chen Cuiliu's heart began to pound uncontrollably and her face turned red.
At this moment, she suddenly understood herself. Even if Wu Yuxi gave her a rich life one day, in her heart, he was still not as good as Bi Tielin.
I don't know what she was thinking, but Chen Cuiliu just wanted to have a few words with Bi Tielin, so she whispered:
"Brother Tielin, I haven't visited Sister Yafang and her husband yet. They don't know me..."
Wu Yuxi rubbed his hands nervously and interrupted:
"Hey, Tielin? Why are you back? We just got married, but we haven't had time to do anything about it yet.
I'm thinking, I'll wait for you to come back, and then we can have some fun together and go back to her hometown to make up for the wedding."
Hearing that Ersha was still crying, Bi Tielin nodded:
"Fill up Ersha's food bowl. Xizi, come with me to the basement."
…
There is a large desk in the underground wine cellar, on which is a pile of folders, containing the account books of five stores in recent months.
Bi Tielin sat on the chair, his back turned as he flipped through the pages.
Wu Yuxi stood behind him, his eyes fixed on the rows of wine cabinets. Only he knew what he was thinking at the moment.
The sound of turning pages one by one.
Bi Tielin would pause for a moment on individual pages, and during that moment, his fingers would tap the desk regularly.
The knocking sound made Wu Yuxi feel uneasy. He kept telling himself that it didn't matter, it wouldn't be noticeable, and it wouldn't happen.
Bi Tielin closed one book after another, and time passed by minute by minute. The scorching sun made people feel that summer had come, and the primary school students began to line up to leave school.
Bi Tielin simply glanced over the next two books. Then, pinching the Qingming acupoint, he leaned back in his chair, eyes closed, exhausted.
"Tielin? Is everything okay?"
Bi Tielin didn't answer and remained silent for a long time.
Complex emotions were swirling in his heart, and his eyes stared at the rows of wine cabinets with an ambiguous look:
I never thought we would become like this.
In prison, the muffled groans of you taking the beating for me seem to still be ringing in my ears.
With the first batch of goods in your pocket, during a police raid, you said, "I'll do it."
You work hard to make money without worrying about your own money. When you have no place to hide your money, you proudly hold up a stack of money and swear:
"Brother, this life, Tielin, is yours!"
Those days still seem so familiar.
Money is a really good thing. It can make people forget a lot of things and it can change a person.
And what I can still tell you now is that during those years, I really treated you as a brother.
Bi Tielin stood up, still with his hands in his trouser pockets and clenched fists.
When he started to speak, his tone was so normal that it made Wu Yuxi's legs go weak and her heart tremble.
"Xizi, you never knew that I could cook the books.
I didn't waste a single day in that gloomy prison."
Bi Tielin turned around and this time looked directly at Wu Yuxi, staring at his former brother and asked:
"He was convicted of serious criminal offenses and sent to a Northwest prison for falsifying accounts. Do you think his methods were more sophisticated, or that the people you hired were more capable?"
At this point, Bi Tielin smiled and clapped his hands heavily on Wu Yuxi's shoulders:
"There's a bus back home at nine o'clock in the evening."
"Tielin?!"
Wu Yuxi, who had been in a daze, seemed to suddenly react when he heard the words "nine o'clock in the evening" and looked at Bi Tielin who was walking up the stairs in shock.
"Tie Lin? Tie Lin! I was wrong!
I was greedy for a moment. I already have a child, and I... I won't do that again.
I really, really only took 45,000 yuan, I will return this money to you!
It's to buy a house. It's all because of that bitch Chen Cuiliu. She wants to buy a big one, a courtyard house to bring her parents back to her hometown, a courtyard house just like yours.
I am greedy, considering that I have been through life and death with you, Tielin!"
Bi Tielin didn't even look back. He was drunk and hospitalized a few days ago because of the loan of 45,000 yuan.
Qing Leng replied:
"After nine o'clock, I will call the police."
After saying that, he strode upstairs and pushed open the door of the central store.
Chu Yifeng lowered the car window and flicked away the cigarette butt: "Uncle?"
Bi Tielin nodded and ran to Chu Yifeng's car.
Chen Cuiliu, with a panicked look on her face, stood at the door with her big belly. Just as she was about to speak, she was almost knocked over by Wu Yuxi who staggered out of the door.
The car drove away. In the rearview mirror, Wu Yuxi was standing hunched over by the roadside, his hands covering his face. He kept muttering to himself:
"Tie Lin, Tie Lin, you can't do this. You are too cruel."
Chu Yifeng glanced at Bi Tielin, who had a very calm expression:
"Uncle, what's wrong?"
Bi Tielin smiled and shook his head: "It's okay. It's just a small episode."
"Go to another store?"
"No, I'll go tomorrow and sort it out."
Chu Yifeng didn't treat himself as an outsider at all and said, "Then let's go home?"
Bi Tielin stretched his shoulders twice, leaned back in his seat in a comfortable position, and looked out at the streets of Kyoto.
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