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    In the west hall, thick velvet curtains were hung low, blocking the room from light.  The floor lamp is lit, emitting soft light and illuminating a small space.

    Rong Jiashang sat on the sofa, crossing his legs and placing one hand casually on the armrest. His handsome face was half bathed in the warm light and half immersed in the cold blue.

    Guo Dazhuang lay half-dead on the ground gasping for air, with a gurgling sound in his throat.

    "I know you're awake." Rong Jiashang said, "If you want to pretend to be dead, it's better to die for real, don't you think?"

    Guo Dazhuang opened his eyes, his eyes distracted.

    "Your life or death depends on your next performance." Rong Jiashang took some time off, tapping his fingers on the armrest, his eyes like the surface of a frozen lake in early winter.

    "I'm thinking, you are indeed a gardener who can't get into the big house, so you definitely didn't steal the information. You were just the one who passed it on."

    Guo Dazhuang looked desperate and trembling.

    "You have an accomplice in the house." Rong Jiashang said firmly, "Tell me who that person is."

    Guo Dazhuang said with a sad face: "I don't know."

    Rong Jia raised the corners of his mouth slightly.  The thug standing next to Guo Dazhuang raised his foot and stepped on the gunshot wound on his thigh.

    The miserable screams echoed in the house that was closed on all sides, like the screams of evil ghosts.

    Rong Jiashang waved his hand indifferently and his men stepped away.  Guo Dazhong gasped and sweated profusely.

    "Let me ask you again, who is your accomplice?" The young man's tone was cold and impersonal, with a coldness and cruelty that should not be expected at his age.

    "I really don't know" Guo Dazhuang begged weakly, "We have a division of labor and never come into contact with each other. I only know how to get the information and pass it on, and I don't even know where the information is sent. Young Master, I owe you a bet  Debt, I was confused for a moment! I really don¡¯t dare to do it anymore! Please spare my life. I will do anything to repay you"

    Rong Jiashang interrupted him: "How do you get information, and how do you send it? To whom?"

    Guo Dazhuang said: "The information will be placed in the hole of the old osmanthus tree next to the pavilion. I will check it once a day and take it out if there is any. There is a nursery at Dongjiekou, and the information will be wrapped in newspapers and left at the door.  I had to give up my child in a barrel. I don¡¯t know who bribed me. Even the person I contacted came to me in the middle of the night and I can¡¯t even remember his appearance.¡±

    Rong Jiashang looked at him thoughtfully, sinisterly and ruthlessly.

    "This is all true, young master!" Guo Dazhuang burst into tears, kowtowed and begged, "I can't read, and the information was all sealed with oil paper, and I have never read it. So I don't know anything.  !¡±

    "Then when was the last time you delivered information?" Rong Jiashang asked.

    Guo Dazhuang thought: "That's right that's right! It was the day Miss Sun ran away. I found information in the tree hole early in the morning and sent it out. But because Miss Sun disappeared, the steward summoned us for questioning.  I didn't have time to send the information out until the afternoon."

    "You really don't know who sent you the information?" Rong Jiashang asked coldly.

    Guo Dazhuang couldn't help but shake his head: "I'm not a smart person, but I also know that knowing too much about some things can cause trouble."

    Rong Jiashang sneered coldly and stood up: "Are you sure it's the old osmanthus tree next to the Bajiao Pavilion?"

    Guo Dazhuang nodded vigorously: "I chose that place specially. Young Master can go and see it in person. There is a tree hole as big as a fist at a height of one person in the tree."

    Rong Jiashang stood quietly for a moment: "How long have you been sending information like this?"

    Guo Dazhuang said: "I was bribed in April last year, but there has been no movement until recently"

    "Recently?" Rong Jiashang's expression changed, "When was it recently?"

    Guo Dazhuang also vaguely felt that he seemed to have hit the point. He glanced at him uneasily and whispered: "In the pasta month or two"

    Rong Jiashang stood silently and motionless, his pupils dark and lightless, like a bottomless abyss.

    Guo Dazhuang begged in panic: "I really don't know anything! Young Master, I shouldn't have held Miss Feng hostage. I really panicked and did something stupid. II can help you find out about the other party!"  Please spare my life, young master!"

    Rong Jiashang looked at him thoughtfully, then nodded to the thug on the side, turned and left.  The thug came over with a syringe. Regardless of Guo Dazhuang's struggle, he held him down and plunged it into his arm.

    Yang Xiucheng has just finished interrogating the restA thrilling shock.  A masculine and fresh breath unique to men enveloped Feng Shizhen, taking up all her breath.

    All the strength in my body was drained, as if I was drunk, and my knees could hardly support the weight of my body.

    Rong Jiashang¡¯s lips were pressed against Feng Shizhen¡¯s forehead, hot as a soldering iron.

    Feng Shizhen finally raised his hand and gently hugged Rong Jiashang's waist.

    "I'm fine," she said. "You saved me, Kasami. You did it."

    Rong Jiashang failed to save his younger brother from the kidnappers, but today he saved Feng Shizhen.

    Rong Jiashang¡¯s trembling arms gradually calmed down and relaxed slightly.

    "I didn't actually do anything." He whispered, "He let you go."

    "You made him open to me." Feng Shizhen said, "You made him fearful and dare not hurt me."

    Rong Jiashang stared at Feng Shizhen and felt the strong and warm power transmitted from him, which calmed his manic mood due to fear.

    Feng Shizhen's body had the light fragrance after bathing, which made Rong Jiashang lower his head little by little, wanting to smell it carefully, thinking

    "Young Master, something happened!"

    A voice came from the corridor.  The men banged on Rong Jia's bedroom door.

    Rong Jia¡¯s upper body was stiff and his Adam¡¯s apple slipped, as if a fire that was about to burn vigorously was put out by a basin of cold water. He was so suffocated that he didn¡¯t know what to say.

    The two of them maintained their embrace and stood motionless, neither of them letting go first.

    Their eyes met, and they both saw the helplessness and anger in each other's eyes.  Feng Shizhen burst out and laughed first.

    Rong Jiashang looked at her infatuatedly and laughed too.

    Feng Shizhen struggled lightly.  Rong Jiashang reluctantly let go of his hand.

    "Go and do your work." Feng Shizhen said, turning to open the door.

    Rong Jiashang nodded listlessly, his eyes still fixed on Feng Shizhen's face.

    "Go." Feng Shizhen lowered his eyes, gentle and peaceful, but just didn't look at him.

    Rong Jiashang smiled silently and walked out of the room.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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