The nine-tailed fox said as he took off a hairpin from his hair, "Because your cell phone suddenly got clues, the group leader sent me in to investigate. I guess the group leader and Muzi Li are still worried about my situation. This

It was a tracker. I asked Mu Zili to cut it off while I was in the secret room. I was afraid that my captors would find them. I had to go back and inform them about this matter so as not to worry them."

Tang Lin said: "I don't know how to tell the group leader about my husband yet. Before I thought of what to say, I had to keep my husband's affairs a secret."

The nine-tailed fox understood: "I know your concerns, don't worry, everyone in our profession is strict with their mouths, I will not reveal this matter."

Tang Lin said gratefully: "Thank you, Lao Jiu. I'll have someone take you back."

The nine-tailed fox said happily: "Okay, thank you, but you must find a handsome driver for me, otherwise, I would rather walk back."

"It's true that my lust has not changed," Tang Lin wiped away her sweat, "Okay, it's up to you."

After a while, after watching the nine-tailed fox leave the Tang family villa in a car, Tang Lin returned to her room. She took the painting hanging on the wall of the study room, went back to the bedroom, lay down, and looked at it carefully several times. The woman in the painting was not only

She has the exact same appearance as her, and even her expression is so similar, it's almost like she is herself.

After a while, she put the painting aside, looked at the ceiling, and said to herself: "God bless my poetry, is it from Tang Tianyou's hand?"

"That's right!" Catching some inspiration, Tang Lin suddenly sat up from her bed.

After a while, she was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the study, looking for something.

After searching for a long time, Tang Lin couldn't find anything valuable. She put one hand on her waist and pointed her chin with the index finger of the other hand, muttering: "It's strange, why isn't there? Could it be that I guessed it? Yes.

Now, let’s find Uncle Zhou!”

Tang Lin immediately ran out of the study, went to the equipment table in the hall, and pressed a button. Immediately, her voice was heard on the lawn outside, "Uncle Zhou, I'm looking for you. Come to my room."

Butler Zhou was instructing a group of servants lined up in front of him on the lawn, telling them what they should and should not do. Hearing Tang Lin's voice, he dismissed the servants and entered the villa.

After a while, Butler Zhou came to the door, "Madam, are you looking for me?"

Tang Lin used the control button on the equipment desk to open the door, "Come in and talk."

"Uh," Butler Zhou was stunned, a little afraid to enter Tang Lin and Yu Shengjun's room. Although he was already very old, he still had to worry about the spread of "lonely man and widowed woman".

Tang Lin urged: "Hurry up."

Guan Zhou quickly responded, "Yes."

When he arrived at the study, he saw the mess all over the floor. Butler Zhou was dumbfounded. If the president's wife had not been present, he would have thought that the owner's room had been robbed. "Madam, what are you doing?"

Tang Lin asked him: "Uncle Zhou, you have been in the Tang family for more than half your life. You must know everything about the president. I want to know, does the president like to draw?"

Butler Zhou was a little surprised, "Madam, why do you care about the president's affairs?"

Tang Lin said: "Tell me, does the president like it or not?"

Butler Zhou said truthfully: "The president rarely paints, but even though he has very little time for painting, his painting skills are not comparable to those of famous painters."

Tang Lin couldn't help but feel happy when she finally asked something useful. She then asked, "Uncle Zhou, have you seen the president paint with your own eyes?"

Butler Zhou nodded, "I've seen it before. It's just madam, why do you ask so?"

Tang Lin asked again: "What kind of painting is he best at?"

Butler Zhou thought for a moment. In his memory, he once stood in this study room and watched Tang Tianyou painting seriously. They were all Chinese paintings. "Well... the CEO's paintings were almost all Chinese paintings, painting mountains and water.

Paint carps, bamboos, peonies and the like.”

Tang Lin asked: "Has he ever painted figures? Classical figures, especially ancient women!"

Butler Zhou said: "I've never seen this before, but painting is the president's specialty."

Tang Lin glanced at the messy study room she had rummaged through, "Then why can't I find his paintings in the study room?"

Butler Zhou chuckled and said, "It's definitely impossible to find it. After the paintings that the president had done, I had them all burned and not preserved."

"Burned?" Tang Lin's eyes widened in shock, "His paintings are better than those of famous painters, so why were they burned? Isn't it a pity?"

Butler Zhou said helplessly: "I don't know about that. Maybe the president is not satisfied and just lets it be burned."

Tang Lin became frustrated, "It's better now, everything is burned, how can I compare it."

Butler Zhou thought for a while and said, "By the way, madam, the president seems to have kept a painting, just one, and he didn't let it be burned."

The shattered hope was suddenly ignited again, and Tang Lin couldn't wait to ask: "Where is it?"

Unexpectedly, what he got was Butler Zhou shaking his head, "I don't know, the president didn't let this painting be burned, and it didn't pass through my hands. I don't know where the president hid it. But madam, if you want to know, wait until the president comes back."

, wouldn’t you know if you just ask him?”

Tang Lin pursed her lips and said sadly in her heart: "Yu Shengjun is not Tang Tianyou, how could he possibly know where the painting is hidden?"

After Butler Zhou left for a while, Tang Lin sat on the sofa in the living room, holding her old mobile phone and constantly looking for text messages in the message box.

She suddenly remembered that she had received a confession text message, and the other person claimed to be the leader of the Black Emperor Group. The person who sent the text message not only knew that she was a special forces soldier, but also knew her two code names: Bird of Paradise and No. 18.

At first, she thought it was a prank by her colleagues, so she deleted the text message after receiving it. After deleting it, she suddenly discovered that the content of this text message had many surprising aspects.

Her colleagues would not make fun of her. It must be someone else, possibly the leader of the Black Emperor Group. But she went out to investigate for a year or two, but could not find any trace of the Black Emperor Group until she returned to Yunshan to join the military.

Practice, and then traveled to Dayu.

The leader of the Black Emperor Group is Tang Tianyou. If that confession text message was sent by Tang Tianyou himself, then how did Tang Tianyou know her? How did he know her two code names? In addition to knowing her two code names,

Do you know her true background?

If Tang Tianyou really likes her, if Tang Tianyou knows her true background, then he must also know that Tang Zhuo is her father. If so, how could he hire Octopus to kill his father.

How did Tang Tianyou know that she was a bird of paradise?

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Lin was drinking afternoon tea on the balcony outside her room. She saw three luxury cars driving into the outer gate of the villa. She knew that it was Yu Shengjun coming back, so she was so happy that she returned to the room barefoot and ran out of the room.

As soon as Yu Shengjun got out of the car, he saw Tang Lin running towards him happily, calling him happily: "My dear, you are back!"

Such a beautiful woman, who wouldn't be loved by everyone?

When he saw Tang Lin, Yu Shengjun, who had been serious all morning, felt relieved. He put his arm around Tang Lin's shoulder and walked into the villa, "Have you eaten yet?"

Tang Lin said: "Eat, what about you?"

Yu Shengjun said: "Not yet, I want to eat the watermelon fried rice you made."

Tang Lin immediately stopped and asked, "Watermelon fried rice?" After being stunned for a moment, she ran to the kitchen, "Wait for me, I'll make it now!"

Seeing Tang Lin's beautiful figure flying away, Yu Shengjun looked pleased.

Not long after, a big watermelon was placed on the table in the room.

Tang Lin felt very happy when she saw Yu Shengjun eating so happily, "Junjun, what are you busy with when you go to the company today?"

Yu Shengjun said: "Several branches of Datang's overseas companies had troubles in the past few months, but they are now operating normally. It's just that some of the last issues have not been dealt with. Today we will deal with this matter."

Tang Lin asked with concern: "Is there something wrong with the product?"

Yu Shengjun said "Yeah".

Tang Lin asked: "Find out what caused it?"

Yu Shengjun said while eating: "It was Datang's opponents who caused the trouble. They didn't want Datang to be good, so they went around wreaking havoc. Now, the law has punished those people, and Datang has also received corresponding compensation. These days

For months, most of the troublesome matters in the branch were handled by Ji Yaqian. I haven't been here long and I don't understand anything. After all, I have to thank her for Tang Tianyou."

Tang Lin said: "Well, I want to thank her properly. Where is she?"

"I'm giving her a big vacation. During the vacation, her salary will be increased tenfold!"

Tang Lin joked: "You are such a generous boss!"

Yu Shengjun said: "After all, we are the ones who feel sorry for her. I hope that our contribution can make her let go of her persistent feelings for Tang Tianyou."

Tang Lin said: "She is a rational woman. I believe she will let it go. By the way, Junjun, I thought about a lot of things during the half day you left."

"Huh?" Yu Shengjun frowned slightly, "Thinking about a lot of things? What are you thinking about?"

Tang Lin said: "Junjun, after much thought, I finally decided that you should not tell my family and my boss that you are Emperor Da Yu. If it is revealed that you are not Tang Tianyou, not only will Tang Tianyou's

The group can no longer be protected, and even you will be subject to various investigations. I think your true identity should be kept secret forever. From now on, you can live as Tang Tianyou! Junjun, what do you think?"

Royal Holy Lord nodded and said with the same feeling: "I think the same thing as you, and only by doing this can we avoid a lot of trouble of unclear explanations."

Tang Lin said: "Junjun, I have one more thing, that is, Tang Tianyou knows that I am a special soldier. I have thought about it for a long time today, but I still can't figure out how he knew me."

Speaking of this, Yu Shengjun put down his spoon, took out his phone, and pulled out a photo to show Tang Lin, "Do you know this person?"

Tang Lin took a look and suddenly said in surprise: "Isn't this our deputy captain Liang Feng? Junjun, how do you know our deputy captain?"

Yu Shengjun revealed: "Before Ji Yaqian took leave at noon, she revealed to me that the transaction of assassinating Tang Zhuo had not yet given a reply to the dealer. She asked me to send others to handle the matter. I made some insinuations to find out from her about the "old man" dealer.

Who is it? She sent me this photo. The person in the photo knows where the "old man" is being held. In order to repay his kindness, Tang Tianyou always wanted to know the current situation of the "old man", so in order to always know the current situation of the "old man"

, has been making deals with the person in the photo. No matter what conditions the other party offers, Tang Tianyou agrees, including killing your father. I think Tang Tianyou should know that you are a special forces soldier from this person's mouth.

"

Tang Lin was furious, "Does the deputy captain have a grudge against my father? Why did he want to put my dad to death? The deputy captain is in our guild and he is a very good person. How could he..."

Yu Shengjun said: "I'm afraid, I have to ask your deputy captain in person. As long as we still want to know the current situation of the "old man", we will definitely be able to make deals with this person. Why not take this opportunity to ask your deputy captain

Pull out the leader's fox tail

! This time Octopus failed to assassinate your father, and we haven't given the trader a reply yet. I'll find an opportunity to invite the trader out, and discuss with him the assassination of your father openly, but secretly, look.
To be continued...