"So, ignorance kills people!" Ozawa smiled and shook his head. The smile was already a bit sighing and confident, "To tell you the truth, 80% of the things in your house are fake.
, because they are all made by one organization."
"organize……"
Brando's face was extremely displeased. He seemed to be fundamentally unable to tolerate the blasphemy against art. He muttered a word and guessed, "Ink jade."
"That's right." Ozawa crossed his arms, "These things are all made by Boss Mo Yu."
After saying this, Brando became a little more interested in his anger. He lowered his eyes and whispered to him, "That said, I would like to meet the founder of Moyu who can create art with fakes and reals..."
"Fortunately, I'm not looking forward to meeting you." Ozawa checked his head and said casually, "After all, your basic skills are not up to par."
As soon as he finished speaking, Brando's always calm eyes suddenly lit up with surprise. He looked at Ozawa for a long time, which lasted for five or six seconds before he regained his expression. In addition to admiration, Brando's expression showed endless joy and treasure.
He rarely shows such an expression, even when he was a child, he never treated his father, family and relatives. He has learned to hide his emotions, anger, sorrows and joys in his paintings and in his heart since he was a child. Except for the black cat, he has
Very few people can make him smile with such genuine satisfaction.
Yes, satisfied.
This child is so in line with all his hopes and achievements. This child is so suitable to be his Bailan's child and the heir of his family...
He thought that when he owned a black cat, when he truly owned a black cat, he would probably smile like this.
Even he himself couldn't restrain his heartfelt laughter... This was rare.
The winner has been decided, the so-called battle of art.
But Brando showed no disgust. Even though he seemed defeated, he was very pleased to regard these conversations as the first step in the close relationship between father and son.
"Do you have something to ask me?" Turning around, Brando asked, "I guess you want to ask me about everything that happened in Black Terror about this castle, me, and your mother five years ago, right?"
Ozawa's eyebrows moved, but he didn't answer, but walked to him and sat down——
"Let me think about it, where to start..."
Brando stood among the fragments, his eyes dazzled, still blinking, "Is it because Jane pretended to be a black cat and caused a misunderstanding to Nangong, causing the death of the black cat, or is it because Jane used all her abilities?
Deceiving the black cat and using her body to start experiments on the black terror, let’s start..."
****qian****mo****mo**********Original first release******
The plane landed on Nangong Island. The scenery here is superb, the sound of the sea is roaring, and everything has not changed. It is still as familiar as when she arrived five years ago.
However, the difference is that the people who came to pick up the plane this time were not lined up like the last time. Except for a few main cadres of the Nangong family and Nangong's previous matron, there was no one else.
Because, according to Xiaoyu's sole request for cooperation, he hoped that Nangong Tou would not reveal his identity to Nangong's family too much, so there were not many people who knew about the black cat's visit to Nangong.
"Go and see grandpa?"
Although she had put on female clothes, Xiaoyu still insisted on wearing a disguise mask. Wei'an saw that she had not mentioned Yan Hua since she entered the island, so she couldn't help but stepped forward and whispered, "Sister, if you don't want to do it now,
If you reveal your identity, I will help you later, but
Yes, you go and see grandpa... He has been praying every day for these years. He believes in Buddhism, Jesus, and God, and has prayed to almost all religions, just to pray for your return as soon as possible. Grandpa is old and has passed the age of seventy.
Years old, I'm afraid..."
"Wei'an, you don't have to worry." Turning around and catching her words, Xiaoyu patted her hand, "I will go see grandpa, in my own way."
"My own...way?"
Wei'an didn't understand after receiving the words.
But it was only twenty minutes later that I realized that Xiaoyu’s so-called own method was to take a look at Yan Hua from a distance when he was praying at the beach... To avoid being discovered, he even walked to the highest point closest to the beach.
I picked up a telescope and looked at it, but I didn't dare to get close...
"Why... is this happening..." Wei'an shook his head, his eyes full of heartache, "I thought my sister agreed to come to Nangong Island this time because of grandpa..."
"It's true that she did it for Grandpa Yan," Qingtian, who was standing aside, answered and sighed, and the onlookers knew clearly, "It's just that Sister Yu seems to have spent a lot of effort searching for traces of the black terror in the past five years. In this attack, she
It seems that she has made a decision, but... before everything is determined, she dare not indulge herself and recognize her relatives... Even if it is my brother, even if she has an evasive attitude, it is inevitable. This time, she is
I want to give it a try."
"You mean..." Wei An turned around, seeming to understand something, "My sister's purpose this time is..."
“If you don’t stop until you reach the Yellow River, you are not a true man if you don’t drive away monsters.”
Sunny's words were light and he said a few common sayings.
Wei'an shuddered, bit his lip, raised his hand to hold his abdomen, and looked at the direction of the distant fish, his eyes full of worry...
…
…
Grandpa Yan's health was not as good as before. After praying and worshiping Buddha, he felt a little tired. He sat on the beach and listened to a play on an old-fashioned tape recorder, basked in the sun for a while, and then went back to his room to sleep.
Only An is in front of you to help you.
The little fish followed all the way.
When they arrived in front of the villa, Wei An asked, "Grandpa, luck is with you. Sister will be fine and will definitely come back."
Mr. Yan is old and his hearing is no longer good. Hearing Wei'an's words, he turned back hurriedly, his cloudy eyes searching and excited, "What did you say... the fish is back? Is it back? Where... is it?
Where..."
Wei An was slightly shocked.
The little fish dodges continuously and is very fast.
After searching for a long time, Grandpa Yan turned to Wei An, leaning on his cane and sighed and scolded, "How old are you, girl? You still tease Grandpa. This kind of joke is not allowed. You don't know whether you are kidding or not..."
"I understand, Grandpa." Wei'an bit her lip, nodded, apologized, and finally, without saying anything, helped Yan Hua into the villa.
She turned back to look for Yan Xiaoyu, but found that her thin figure had long since disappeared in the dense jungle...
Yan Xiaoyu held back her steps, but could not hold back her tears. She bit her lip to endure it, but was afraid that she would cry, so she did not dare to stay and ran all the way to the rest villa arranged for her by Nangong's family.
There is no one in the living room.
She shook her head, grabbed the sofa with one hand, and restrained herself from making a sound...
But he couldn't suppress his sadness, his shoulders were twitching, and at this moment, there was a sudden heat behind him.
Someone put his two arms in and hugged her body.
Without looking back, I could already feel the man's breath floating behind me.
It's Nangong Tou.
He hugged her from behind, without saying a word, and let in the warmth little by little, like a high wall conveying tenacity, trust, and stability...
Normally she would struggle, but at this moment she had no room or strength to resist.
Although I told myself to resist in my mind, in my heart, I really needed the warm embrace that only he had like him now...
"Aren't you going to discuss manpower arrangements with the cadres first?" She raised her head and asked in a sullen voice, "How long have you not followed me?"
"Always."
He answered, Xiaoyu was angry, turned around and glared at him and said, "I only have two hours of subordinate time. Do you know that the most important thing now is Ozawa's safety and finding the whereabouts of Black Terror? Don't just focus on me all the time, okay?"
good?"
"I know you will cry." He replied slowly, stroking her neck gently with his chin, "I must be there when you cry. This is what I owe you."
Xiaoyu was startled, and then heard him say, "My wife needs to be coaxed by myself."
His face darkened and he got angry. He pushed him away and reiterated, "How many times have I told you, we are just a cooperative relationship. Is it okay to have a cooperative relationship to jointly deal with the black terror? Mr. Nangong is in charge. I have made it very clear.
You can’t get back the past, and you can’t repay what you owe. This is how I think about the two of us now, forever, and in the future. I don’t like this kind of entanglement. If you insist on this, then, I will start from now on.
We have to consider the cooperation between us, okay?"
She admitted that her words were a bit harsh, but it was also because she was too panicked and spoke indiscriminately, and every word she said was hurtful. Therefore, she did not expect that when she finished speaking, she saw Nangong Tou, who had always been tough.
There is a hint of hurt in the impenetrable black pupils...
This kind of injury that has been concealed and hidden by strength for a long time, perhaps only in this moment, or even only she, can see it.
After all, the victims of the persecution back then were her and him.
Nangong Tou left without saying a word, leaving Yan Xiaoyu with a smile, telling her to have a good rest, and then went to the Nangong meeting hall.
Xiaoyu was startled, shook hands, pinched his fingernails, feeling a bit regretful and complaining about his attitude...
Why are you doing this?
Even if we have decided that we will not be together in the future, and we have decided that we will separate in the future, why bother stressing at this juncture that both sides will lose.
He and she from five years ago are now together, and even their identities and dominance have become so obvious. He was once so strong, and she was once so cowardly——
She could already show her teeth in front of him.
But now, he is no longer willing to make any strong words or threats in front of her...
Just like, things that have changed are difficult to restore. This is the same reason.
"Hey——! Ace, Ace——! I found a lot of photos of you!"
Next to her, there was a sudden sound. Xiaoyu turned around and saw Miguel running up to her with some photo frames. She shouted in surprise and amazement, "Wow, Ace, you looked so young back then, not even a little bit."
To be so fierce and talkative now, with no momentum at all, so innocent, so cute..."