"I thought you didn't want to open your eyes and look at me."
Seeing a ray of light bursting out from Murong Wuxin's eyes, Song Hongyan smiled very charmingly.
"Do you want to say that you don't understand what I want to say?"
"It's okay, you look good today, I have time, so we can chat slowly."
Song Hongyan took the ring back from the cartilage and watched a drop of transparent liquid mixed with needle water and injected it into Murong Wuxin's body.
"Although Ye Fan is working hard in West China and I am dealing with Xiangguo, my eyes have not fallen behind West China for a whole day."
"Because I came out to work hard early, I know the terrible storm of the undercurrents in West China."
“Many big guys are capsized in the gutter here.”
"I can't let something happen to Ye Fan."
"So I not only arranged for the Fanbai Zhan team to protect him secretly, but I also squeezed out time every day to digest the intelligence of West China."
"At the same time, I often contact Tang Shier to learn about the strength of Huaxi Murong and your uncle's character."
"I have to say that divine rewards hard work."
"I stayed up for seven or eight nights and read dozens of kilograms of information. I have a leapfrog understanding of West China and you, Grandpa."
Song Hongyan smiled at the old man whose eyes were getting clearer and clearer:
"I'm even clear about how many dogs and birds are raised in West China."
For Ye Fan, she always gives her all.
Murong Wuxin's eyelids twitched, and she did not fall asleep again, nor was she silent anymore.
He smiled hard: "Is that so? You know West China well enough to me?"
He looked haggard and his voice was hoarse. He would hurt when he spoke, but his eyes were cold.
"After decades of development, West China resources have been dug up by 80%, and the original accumulation of the three tycoons has reached a bottleneck."
Song Hongyan got up from the chair, walked to the window and opened a little curtain, so that the light outside could transmit a little:
"You have made a lot of money, especially your uncle, the leader of the three tycoons, and your wealth is almost at the same level as the two."
"But equally, your hands are stained with blood from countless people."
"There are no resources to dig, there are many enemies, and the five bigwigs are eyeing each other, and the three tycoons have always been thinking about retreating in recent years."
"Uncle, you are even more heart-wrenching."
"Because you are still a traitor in the eyes of the Tang Sect and Murong Ben family."
"Once you have harvested West China resources, you will pick fruits without mercy."
"No matter how big the family business or the wealth is, it is to make wedding dresses for the Tang Sect and Murong Ben family."
Song Hongyan didn't have much concealment, and she directly revealed the five plans for the division of West China.
The Tang Sect and Murong family swallowed the Murong West China, while the four Zheng family members were staring at Nangong and Ouyang.
Murong Wuxin's breathing was slightly rapid, and a trace of anger flashed across his face, as if he was full of reluctance to be unable to fight.
But he quickly restrained his emotions so as not to cause injuries to hurt himself.
"I know my uncle is unwilling to accept it, so I wouldn't be happy."
Song Hongyan walked back from the window, glanced at the hose, and then smiled at Murong Wuxin:
"It's just that Murong in West China seems to be strong and powerful, but the number of uncle and grandfather's lineage is withering, and it's difficult to resist the pressure of everyone."
"In recent years, you have been very anxious and eager to break the deadlock. That feeling is like the day of execution for the death penalty is slowly coming."
"Especially, I saw Nangong and Ouyang families building a back garden in Xiongguo..."
"You are about to lose two powerful allies who can be used as shields, and you will be even more unable to eat or sleep."
"But you can't go to Xiong Country to retire like the two of you."
"Because once you reveal your intention to evacuate West China, the illusion of your resignation in the small ruined temple will be shattered."
"Murong Yanran, who you secretly cultivated by your ten years of pure heart and weak desire, will die."
Her eyes suddenly became sharp, and she pierced Murong Wuxin's heart like a silver needle.
This made Murong Wuxin breathe.
There is no doubt that the last few words touched Murong Wuxin's secret.
"And Tang Sect and Murong have completely different attitudes towards the two families than you."
Song Hongyan took all Murong Wuxin's expression into her eyes, and then she returned to her usual smile and spoke:
"With the Nangong family unable to transfer most of their wealth, they took their nephews and family members to withdraw Xiong Guobao's life-"
"The five people may be thrust into the face of their decades of hard work and the Arctic Chamber of Commerce, and they will no longer be able to kill them."
"Western China Murong... let alone escape to Xiong Kingdom, even if you escape to Eagle Kingdom, the Tang Sect will also kill you."
"When you blocked the sword for Tang Sanguo, the Tang Sect and Murong Ben family were destined not to let you die a good end."
"You know this, and you see through it..."
"So you won't have misunderstood actions on the surface without proper deployment and the right time."
"But your calmness on the surface does not mean that you are really well-behaved."
"You have a secret connection with the Arctic Chamber of Commerce."
"I spent tens of millions to dig out a little-known secret."
"When you were young, you took your girlfriend to climb Mount Everest and met the Truskys at the 'red skirt'."
"And then suffered a not-so-big snowstorm."
"It's just that the wind and snow are not heavy, but it still causes harm to you."
"Torasky's lungs were hydrated, his wife injured her head, and your little girlfriend sprained her feet."
"You're fine, but you're not enough to take three people down the mountain, and you can't take your sprained little girlfriend down the mountain."
"More than half of the food rations were lost, only enough for four people to eat for three days."
"In the next two days, you asked several groups of climbers who passed by, but no one was willing to add risks to you."
"After all, in that kind of environment, it is easy to take care of yourself and help others more easily die."
"It's just two days later, when everyone decides that the four of you are out of ammunition and food, not frozen to death or starved to death-"
"You supported Trusky to appear at the bottom of the mountain."
"Torasky also owe you a favor!"
While Song Hongyan was speaking, she took out her cell phone and brought out a photo that had been yellowed for a long time.
In the photo, two young men sitting in tents, taking a photo.
Looking at this photo, Murong Wuxin tightened his fists slightly and then sighed:
"You can also find out the old almanac. You are worthy of being Tang Pingfan's daughter."
He indirectly admitted his relationship with Trusky.
"Thank you uncle for your praise."
Song Hongyan smiled slightly: "In fact, it is not easy to find out your intersection. I've spent tens of millions of dollars."
"I have a bit of a relationship with Trusky, but it happened many years ago."
Murong Wuxin was blinking and calm: "Do you think he, who is now in a high position and has a strong position, will he still look at me?"
"Of course I'll look at you in the first sight!"
Song Hongyan whispered softly: "In addition to saving his life, you also have shameful secrets."
"This secret will keep you firmly tied together for the rest of your life."
She said in a playful tone: "This secret will also make you live and die with Trusky."
Murong Wuxin's face changed slightly: "What does it mean?"
"It was Trusky, Madam, your girlfriend was injured together, but it was you and Trusky who came down to the tent at the bottom of the mountain."
Song Hongyan stepped forward and looked at Murong Wuxin: "And the body of your wife and your little girlfriend will not be seen on the way to climb the mountain."
"In the years to come, no one saw their corpses."
"This means that 90% of Mrs. Trosky and your little girlfriend fell off the cliff."
Song Hongyan pointed to the point: "It's just a woman who sprained her feet, and a man who hit her head. It's probably difficult for her to fall off the cliff by herself..."
Murong Wuxin's voice sank: "Don't swear, what evidence do you have?"
"I have no evidence, but I understand human nature."
Song Hongyan smiled: "Otherwise, how can your food rations last for two days?"
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