Honey, open the door. - Chapter 263 Extra: Tan Cheng x Cen Wenxing (15)

Honey, open the door.

Chapter 263 Extra: Tan Cheng x Cen Wenxing (15)
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Tan Cheng went backstage with a bouquet of flowers to find Cen Wenxing, and happened to see a man walking out of Cen Wenxing's lounge and leaving from the other side.

The back figure looked inexplicably familiar.

Tan Cheng looked at the door of the lounge for a moment before entering.

Cen Wenxing's eyes swept across the bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Alice recognized it, too.

They are exactly the same as the flowers that have been sent anonymously in recent years.

Cen Wenxing put away his violin and asked, "Did you figure out who that person was just now?"

Tan Cheng said honestly: "A bit like Uncle Gong."

"Yeah." Cen Wenxing closed the piano case, "Tan Cheng, fate is so cruel. Your white moonlight and your substitute have become brothers."

"..."

He can still laugh.

Tan Cheng couldn't laugh at all.

"He is not Bai Yueguang."

Cen Wenxing smiled, "Who cares?"

Tan Cheng was struck by his nonchalant look and asked after a moment of silence.

"Why did he come to you?"

"He said that he felt guilty about me and that he had not done his best to raise me for so many years, so he planned to give me some money. I have told you the news, do you want to tell your white moonlight? After all, every extra penny I take away means one penny less for him."

Tan Cheng: "This is your family affair, I just find it weird."

"What's weird?"

"I don't know much."

His mind was full of mathematics, and he did not know all the details about the feuds and entanglements between the wealthy families.

"I heard that Uncle Gong is preparing for a divorce. He might want to use you to transfer his property."

Cen Wenxing was silent for a moment, his eyes mocking.

"I thought so. You came to give me money for no reason, but you're really not holding back!"

He had a one-night stand with his mother, then just walked away. He has been gone for more than 20 years without any news. How could he be a good person?

"I understand, thank you."

"I can help you." Tan Cheng stepped forward and tried his best to sell himself. "You know, I'm good at math."

Property liquidation like this was easy for him.

"Yes, you are very good at it. What if you favor your white moonlight and trick me?"

"I can't, I can't star."

This matter is of great importance, and Cen Wenxing will not gamble on it.

"I'll find a lawyer and do a paternity test first."

Tan Cheng wanted to say something, but he opened his lips and said nothing.

Cen Wenxing and Gong Qu privately arranged a paternity test, and the results showed that the two were indeed parent-child.

Gong Qu burst into tears on the spot, saying "I'm sorry" to Cen Wenxing and "I'll make it up to you" and even wanted to hug Cen Wenxing.

Cen Wenxing took a step back to avoid it.

You're acting your uncle, just act here.

"I still have work to do. Please go ahead."

Cen Wenxing got in the car, glanced at Gong Qu through the rearview mirror, stepped on the accelerator, and filled Gong Qu's mouth with exhaust fumes.

You bastard, you only deserve to eat this!

Back at the band, Alice inquired about the results of the paternity test and was extremely troubled after finding out.

"If he gives you money, do you want it or not?"

"Not ready yet."

"How much will he give you?"

"The villa is worth 300 million yuan. It is said that there are some collections in it, such as calligraphy and paintings. Adding up all the things, it may be worth 500 million yuan."

Alice took a deep breath and said, "I hate rich people. Why can't there be one more rich person like me in this world!" Then she asked, "Aren't you tempted?"

"I am tempted, but I have to be tempted for a lifetime, right? What if I inherit it and end up in jail? Wouldn't that be a loss?"

Alice hesitated for a moment, then took out a thick stack of documents from her bag and handed them to him.

The feeling of stealing is very strong.

"I think with this you won't go to jail."

"what?"

"The documents compiled by Mr. Tan seem to include all the properties under Gong Qu's name, including stocks and funds."

Cen Wenxing took it in disbelief and flipped through two pages at random.

The content is terrifyingly detailed.

Only three days had passed since Tan Cheng learned the news.

It’s only been three days and Gong Qu’s underwear has been stripped to this state…

Mathematics is a bit scary.

"Why does he know so much about Gong Qu's property? Did he go undercover for Bai Yueguang?" Even if we find a professional, I'm afraid they won't be able to produce such detailed information.

Alice looked at the information and recalled Tan Cheng's appearance.

He had dark circles under his eyes, his eyes were full of red bloodshot, and his complexion was not good.

I guess I didn’t get a good night’s sleep because I was busy working on this document.

"Mr. Tan said that if you need help, go to him. You can trust him."

Cen Wenxing held the information.

heavy.

Probably heavier than the weight of the heart.

"I see."

-

After the third show in France, the band planned to have a dinner together before moving on to the next stop, Italy.

The dinner was set at a restaurant frequented by the band.

Before entering the door, Cen Wenxing saw someone acting suspiciously on the street.

Not long after he sat down, the waiter handed him a small note.

When the note was opened, it was written by Tan Cheng.

——Look at your phone

Cen Wenxing took out his cell phone, saw the message from Tan Cheng, walked out of the box, and found Tan Cheng at the back door. He was holding a yellow-haired man with a wound on his face, looking a little embarrassed.

I guess it will be difficult to win the fight with the yellow-haired man.

Cen Wenxing suddenly felt that Tan Cheng was stupid.

He is stupid in speaking, stupid in emotions, and stupid in fighting.

Now he is grabbing the yellow-haired man and looking at him with a stupid expression.

"Why did you arrest him? What's going on?"

"The actors hired by Gongqu want to kidnap you."

"Tie me up?"

Tan Cheng looked very unhappy. He nodded and kicked the yellow-haired man on the knee, making him kneel down.

"Speak for yourself."

Huangmao confessed honestly that a man took some money and asked them to stage a kidnapping scene in order to bring the father and son closer together.

There are even prop daggers that automatically shrink and spurt blood.

Cen Wenxing laughed when he heard this.

After asking for the detailed plan, he asked Tan Cheng to release the person.

Tan Cheng: "Why?"

"If you're paid, you have to work."

Tan Cheng was puzzled.

Cen Wenxing took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up and put it in his mouth, smiling with ill intent, relying on the back door.

"Gong Qu doesn't like to act. The stage is already set up. Wouldn't it be a waste of money if I don't accompany him to the end?"

He didn't hear anyone say anything after he finished speaking. He looked up and saw Tan Cheng staring at him blankly.

Cen Wenxing bit his cigarette, "What? Have you never seen it? Destroy the Cen Wenxing in your heart? You should know that this is my original self--"

"No, it's sexy."

Cen Wenxing was interrupted by Tan Cheng halfway through his words, and was so shocked by his words that he almost spit out the cigarette in his mouth.

He leaned against the wall, looking at Tan Cheng teasingly while holding a cigarette in his mouth.

Seeing that the surprise in his eyes did not seem fake, she took the cigarette and maliciously spit all the smoke in her mouth onto Tan Cheng's face.

Question: “Still sexy?”

Tan Cheng nodded, "Yeah."

Cen Wenxing smiled, "Silly, do you have any misunderstandings about sexiness?"

"I do not have."

The voice just fell.

Cen Wenxing heard Alice's footsteps.

"Open your mouth."

Tan Cheng didn't understand.

Cen Wenxing took the cigarette down in a flash and stuffed it into Tan Cheng's mouth.

The next second, Alice appeared.

"Xing, you smoke again..."

The cigarette is in Tan Cheng's mouth.

Tan Cheng: "..."

Alice smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Tan, I thought it was our Ah Xing who was secretly smoking again."

Tan Cheng's movements were clumsy. He took down the cigarette and took the blame.

"it's me."

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