"Of course!" Tang Shuang said happily. "You don't believe in my medical skills? It's only been twenty days. "
Ah Hai stared at her with a deep gaze. Tang Shuang had never seen such an expression on his face before. She was a little scared.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing..." Ah Hai opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything. Tang Shuang took his hand and said coquettishly, "You don't have to leave either. Stay with me. You'll be the baby's uncle when he's born!"
Tang Shuang talked to herself, as if she could already see the happy family of three living together. She didn't notice the conflicted and confused look in Ah Hai's eyes.
Xin Qing hadn't been herself for the past few days because of Tang Shuang's pregnancy. She didn't dare to contact Ying Qingcang, so she didn't know if it was true. One night, while she was washing the dishes, the ring on her finger suddenly made a beeping sound. Then, it flashed a few times, and Boss Wan's face appeared in the sink. Xin Qing thought the effect was too shocking. She quickly ran to the living room and sat on the couch.
"Tang Shuang is really pregnant?"
Boss Wan nodded. "It's not A Cang's."
Xin Qing pursed her lips. "Of course I know it's not. I just want to know if you guys set it up."
"No, we're still investigating." Boss Wan told her about Xiao Qi's condition again.
"So, you don't know who the father is?" Xin Qing thought it was too strange. Tang Shuang was pregnant, but no one knew who the father was.
Boss Wan's face was still expressionless. "I think even the father can't be sure if the child is his," he said.
Ying Qingcang said the same thing to Anam in his office.
"Let's say someone else went in after Xiao Qi left that night. The person who went in later must know that Xiao Qi was there before. If he knew that Tang Shuang was pregnant, he would be more conflicted than anyone else. He can't be sure if the child is his or not. "
Anam nodded. "At least we can be sure that the child is his now."
"Check again. Check the hotel's surveillance video again."
"Ah Chul and I have checked it many times, but there's nothing," Anam said helplessly. "Who on earth can sneak into the room without the surveillance camera?"
Ying Qingcang's eyes suddenly lit up. "Go, ask them if there are any cameras outside the hotel, especially those facing the room that night. See if it's possible to capture the scene outside the room."
"Young Master, you mean … that person entered through the window?" Anam was in disbelief. "That's the 28th floor."
"Don't forget, there's someone who's good at climbing walls." Ying Qingcang suddenly smiled. "I think I know whose child it is."
Tang Shuang was very dissatisfied with Ying Qingcang. She was now pregnant with Ying Qingcang's child, but Ying Qingcang's attitude was still cold. Even Ah Hai's attitude became stranger and stranger after he found out that she was pregnant. He kept staring at her stomach. Today, she had spent a lot of effort to get him to accompany her to shop.
"Ah Hai, is this small bed nice?" Tang Shuang stood in the baby products section excitedly, wanting to buy everything she saw. Ah Hai nodded without saying a word. Tang Shuang glared at him. "What's wrong with you? Are you homesick? "
Ah Hai shook his head. "What else do you want to buy? I'll accompany you."
Tang Shuang's mind immediately returned to shopping, and she continued to wander around with him. When they left the mall, because there were too many things, they could only ask someone to deliver them to their home. Tang Shuang was so happy that she didn't want to go anywhere. She went straight home and waited. After Ah Hai sent her back, he went out. Tang Shuang walked around the door alone. Finally, she heard the doorbell ring. She opened the door and saw a man holding a tall box, even covering half of his face.
"Hello, your shopping has arrived."
"Help me move it in!" Tang Shuang turned around and led the way. "Put it here first."
However, she waited for a long time, but there was no movement. She turned around and saw that the delivery man had casually thrown the things on the sofa and was doing something with his head down.
"Didn't I ask you to put it here? You … "Tang Shuang suddenly covered her mouth and didn't dare to make a sound. The man had taken off his hat, revealing a black mask on his face. Only his chin was visible.
He didn't look like a delivery man. Tang Shuang backed away and stammered, "Who … who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. You just need to know that I'm here to help you." The man was very tall. He sat down on the sofa elegantly. When he saw Tang Shuang's nervousness, he shook his head. "Aren't you pregnant? Come here and sit down! "
The friendlier he was, the more scared Tang Shuang felt. She stood far away and secretly took out her phone, intending to call Ying Qingcang.
"If you don't want to hear the story of Ying Qingcang and Xin Qing, you can call me!" The man said in a relaxed tone. "After all, I'm not the one who wants to be the young mistress of the Ying family."
Tang Shuang hesitated for a moment. She looked at the man suspiciously. "You won't hurt me, right?"
"I told you, I'm here to help you." The man patted the sofa. "Come here quickly. I'm going to start telling you the story."
After the conversation with Boss Wan, Xin Qing finally let out a sigh of relief. It didn't matter who was the one who made Tang Shuang pregnant. As long as it wasn't Ying Qingcang's idea, everything was fine. She threw herself into her work again. In early May, she and Landa submitted their designs together. However, after Xin Qing saw Landa's design, she knew that she had lost.
Landa's design was called Life. It was the final farewell song he left for himself. He used all of his life to write the perfect ending of his life. Xin Qing even burst into tears when she saw the finished product. However, Landa did not live to see the day when the world would sing his praises. At the end of the month, the hospital called Xin Qing and told her that Landa was dead. This was the only number in his phone. They asked Xin Qing if she was willing to take care of Landa's afterlife. Otherwise, they would hand it over to a charity.
Xin Qing rushed to the hospital and saw Landa lying there alone. She found Landa's information from CK and found that he had no relatives. Even more strange was that he didn't leave a single cent.
Xin Qing bought Landa a grave. On the day of the burial, it started to rain early in the morning. She was the only one standing in front of the tombstone, looking at the frivolous smile on his face in the photo. She couldn't tell if it was tears or rainwater on her face. She didn't know how long she stood there until a voice came from behind her.
"Excuse me, are you Miss Xin?"
Xin Qing turned around and saw a strange man. She wiped her tears and nodded. The man took out a thick file and handed it to her. "This is Mr. Landa's. The last time we spoke on the phone, he asked me to give it to you."
At night, Xin Qing took a shower and sat on the sofa to open the file. The more she read, the heavier her heart became. Inside were all of Landa's property transactions. He had donated all of his money to an orphanage in a small town in the south of France. It wasn't just his property. For so many years, he had been donating money to the orphanage without stopping. The amount was increasing. Presumably, his business was becoming more and more successful.
Xin Qing also saw an old photo. In the photo, there were many children standing in a dilapidated yard. One of them was Landa. The orphanage was where he had stayed when he was young. Later, he had left. This was his way of repaying the place that had brought him warmth in his childhood.
Xin Qing put the file away. This was the evidence that Landa had left for the world. Xin Qing couldn't imagine that such a person could have such a pure place in his heart and protect it in his own way. She began to understand. Once when she was chatting with Ying Qingcang, Ying Qingcang mentioned that Boss Wan was one of the top 20 most dangerous people in the world. The police of at least 20 countries wanted to arrest him.
"How bad is he?" Xin Qing remembered what she had said at the time. A person who sold firearms and experimented on human bodies for biochemical weapons should be executed by firing squad!
Ying Qingcang was silent for a long time before he answered, "His casino accepts all prisoners. As long as you repent, you can stay and work. He has a village in Nepal. It's full of women and children. The husbands of these women are all selling drugs in the Golden Triangle. Most of them will never come back. And he never sells drugs. "
"But he sells firearms," Xin Qing interrupted him. "Drugs can kill people. Isn't it the same for firearms?"
Ying Qingcang patted her head and said, "The first batch of firearms he sold was bought from the Australians. Originally, that batch of firearms was to be sold to the terrorists in the base. For so many years, the people in the underworld didn't want to mess with him because he was a robber. All of his firearms were stolen. "
"You mean to say that he bought back the firearms that he was going to sell to the terrorists?" Xin Qing was a little surprised. "This … this method is really …"
"Haha, he is a strange person." Ying Qingcang thought for a moment and said, "His existence is a headache for both the underworld and the underworld. The police don't dare to touch him because if he dies, one-third of the world's underground firearms will fall into the hands of the terrorists. And the terrorists don't dare to do that either. He has the information of all the underground firearms dealers in the world. If something happens to him, these people will be killed by his subordinates within 24 hours. Then, no one will be able to sell weapons to the terrorists in the future. "
Ying Qingcang's last sentence drifted back and forth in Xin Qing's mind.
"Good and bad, good and evil, are never independent sides. They complement each other. If there is good, there will be bad. If there is good, there will be evil. We can't judge a person based on one thing. The scales in everyone's heart are different. The chips on both sides are always relative. Everything is relative. So … Ah Qing, if one day, I do something unforgivable for you, the whole world can abandon me. You … only you can't! "
If I go to hell for you, how can you not accompany me to watch the bloody red spider lilies dye the sky red?
The child in Tang Shuang's belly was destined to have a tragic fate. Ying Qingcang would use this child to end this battle between the public and the underworld.
Xin Qing tried not to think about the child, but someone didn't let her.
"Why are you looking for me?" She held the phone. It was Tang Shuang on the other side of the phone.
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