All the past was like an explosion of mountain torrents and rushed into Gu Yichen's mind frantically. Especially after seeing Qi Wu, whose eyes were red without realizing it, she became more and more unable to bear to say those words that made him feel uncomfortable.

Lin Xiangyin did too many mistakes, and she felt ashamed of Qi Wu's upbringing and let down his kindness, so that her later tragic death was retribution.

Gu Yichen is increasingly convinced that the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, who will the heaven spare?

Qi Wu rolled the roast duck one by one, then placed it on her plate one by one, and said gently, "Eat quickly, otherwise it will be cold."

"You shouldn't be so nice to me." Gu Yichen said in a low voice. She seemed to say it to herself, but it seemed that she couldn't even hear it herself.

Qi Wu smiled, "You are the only one who deserves it."

Only you are worthy!

The four concise words have probably made all his hidden secrets public.

At that time, when he learned that she was dead, Qi Wu drove around the mountain road like crazy. He tried to find her soul back in this wilderness. Finally, after exhaustion, he stood at the top of the mountain where no one was around and blew the cold wind all night.

His girl was still waiting for him to take her home, and he wanted to take her back.

Gu Yichen had his stomach full and rinsed his mouth with a small sip of water.

"This is a grape transported from abroad. I know you like to eat it, try it." Qi Wu personally washed a plate of fruit and placed it in front of her.

Gu Yichen couldn't help but burp and said embarrassedly, "I'm already full."

"Then let's not eat fruits for now." Qi Wu said to the servant next to him, "Carry out the guest room. It's too late today, Miss Gu will sleep here for one night."

"Mr. Qi." Gu Yichen subconsciously stopped him from making a fuss and refused to say, "No need to be so troublesome, I have to go back."

"Ms. Gu doesn't have to meet me. It's too late today and it's not safe on the road."

"Mr. Qi, please tell me who you are here to meet. I know you are not the kind of person who is dragging on the slut."

Qi Wu smiled and said, "It's okay to talk about these things tomorrow."

"Then I'll come back tomorrow." Gu Yichen made a move and planned to leave.

"Okay, I'll let you see you." Qi Wu knew the girl's temperament, and if she was angry, she would really run out overnight.

Two bodyguards brought Xue Pei out of the cellar.

Xue Pei was covered with a layer of black gauze on his head, his hands and feet were tied, and his clothes looked very dirty, but he was not injured. He should have been temporarily detained.

Gu Yichen didn't understand Qi Wu's intention and said, "Isn't this Assistant Xue? Mr. Qi, is he the person you asked me to meet?"

"I said that Miss Gu used the most stupid and dangerous method before. Look at me, it's more direct and safer to me now." Qi Wu sat on the sofa, looking at the man whose black veil was unveiled with a torch.

Xue Pei has been tied up for a day and is in a state of distraction as if he will fall down at any time.

The bodyguard cared for him.

Xue Pei gasped, "Can I drink a sip of water?"

The bodyguard handed the water cup to his mouth.

Xue Pei was drinking very anxiously, probably because he was really thirsty.

Qi Wuping calmly waited for him to finish drinking the water, and from beginning to end, he had a modest and decent smile on his face, which made people subconsciously feel that this man is actually quite pleasant.

Xue Pei looked carefully at Gu Yichen who was not talking beside him, and his hands and feet were numb. He said, "What do you want to do?"

Qi Wu smiled and said, "What does Mr. Xue think we want to do?"

"I can't guess."

Qi Wu didn't plan to deal with anything, and said straight to the point, "There is a piece of paper here, and you write all the workshops on it, from the managers to the fakes' old locations, and write a single one that doesn't fall into."

"Haha." Xue Pei chuckled, deliberately pretending to be stupid and said, "Mr. Qi is really good at joking about me. I don't understand what you mean."

"As long as you are obedient, I will let you go, give you a new identity, and leave this city."

Xue Pei's expression sterned. He had never thought of withdrawing from this line since he entered this line, and Cheng Jingqi would not give him a chance to escape.

Qi Wu said again, "Or you can choose to bring these secrets to peace."

Xue Pei lowered his head and thought about it with some uncertainty.

No one in this world wants to die, and Xue Pei is no exception. He will never let him go if there is a glimmer of hope.

Qi Wu gave him enough time to think about it, took the coffee made by the servant, and slowly tasted it for two bites.

Xue Pei stretched out his hand to the bodyguard, "Please solve it."

Qi Wu nodded without a trace.

The bodyguard untied the rope.

Xue Pei's hands were free. He shook his arms, then quietly picked up the paper and pen, writing word by word.

"Do you think this method is easy?" Qi Wu did not forget to invite Gu Yichen to give him a reward. The villain's successful appearance was completely opposite to the arrogant Qi Wu in the past.

Gu Yichen frowned. She really didn't have the ability to pry Xue Pei's mouth open.

Sure enough, these days, background is more important than strength.

Xue Pei wrote the list and said with a serious expression, "Can Mr. Qi really help me get out of here?"

"I'm like the kind of person who can go back on his word?" Qi Wu asked back.

Xue Pei gave him the list with confidence. Maybe he was too nervous. When he stood up, his legs and feet became weak, and finally he sat on the ground without any strength.

Qi Wu handed the list to the man behind him, "You know what to do."

The man nodded, "Yes, boss."

Gu Yichen said worriedly, "I have already alerted the enemy before, and Cheng Jingqi has every time to transfer everything."

"He has time to draw a line between himself and these fakes at most. Each workshop involves too many people. He has no chance to transfer everything in a short period of time. What's more, we don't have to worry about not finding anyone with this list."

Gu Yichen glanced at Xue Pei who was sitting on the ground and said, "I don't believe what he said."

Qi Wu disagreed. "I don't believe it very much, but I believe that after the end of the road, he has no choice."

Xue Pei really has no choice. He wants to live as long as he can live.

As the night gets darker, the inside and outside of the hospital are already quiet.

At the last location on the fourth floor of the hospitalization, two men stationed outside the ward dozing sleepyly, but they would immediately cheer up after hearing any movement.

"Bang." The noise came from the ward.

After looking at each other, the two men carefully pushed open the door of the ward.

Cheng Jingqi threw the remote control on the TV screen in a furious manner. His eyes were so loud that he stared at the workshop that was being taken over, and roared, "Xue Pei!"

Two men turned off the TV and cleaned up the fragments of the remote control on the ground.

Cheng Jingqi stared at the two people who were stubborn and shouted, "Get out of here."

The two kept quiet and exited the ward.

Cheng Jingqi leaned down on the bed, staring at the ceiling with red eyes. He had not lost yet. As long as he refused to recognize these obscene things, no one would doubt his famous Cheng Jingqi.

However, things were not as simple as Cheng Jingqi thought. After all, he has been in the counterfeiting market for so many years, and he has sold countless fakes.

After a workshop was brought out, the antique market that moved its whole body was immediately stormed with strong winds and waves like an earthquake.

In another ward, Yan Shenglin watched TV with great interest and listened to the live media broadcast. After seeing the fake scene for the first time, he was really surprised.

Countless fakes were placed in the whole room, and many finished products had been dug out of the cemetery and were displayed one by one.

Countless identification experts came to the scene, but none of them could appreciate that these were fakes. If they were flowing into the market, no one would doubt its authenticity.

"It's so scary, it's really scary. Fortunately, it was reported and dug up. Otherwise, all the fakes would flow into the market in a while, and these things could be faked and real." A middle-aged man who claimed to be an expert said with emotion.

"We are also considered older generation masters. To be honest, I really feel ashamed of the word "expert". If these things are put together with the original works, I am afraid that I can't tell which one is true or which one is false?" The other person sighed and shook his head repeatedly.

"I really want to know who made these things. His ability is probably that even we are inferior to ourselves. If we can make fakes to the point of being fake, I believe this person is not an ordinary person. His ability is definitely above you and me."

"So that's it—" the two experts looked at each other, and at the same time kept their hearts in touch and closed their mouths.

The reporter was confused by the eyes of the two, and said in confusion, "Do you two know what?"

One person said, "I am just talking nonsense about self-analysis. Before there is no basis or evidence, we cannot talk about anyone."

The reporter asked, "I can only think of one person who is more capable than two masters, that is, the late Master Lin Xiangyin."

"Hahaha." The two of them laughed tacitly.

The essence of reporters is often to fear that the world will not be in chaos. The more chaotic it is, the more beneficial it will be for them and the more attention it will be. He hurriedly said, "There should be another person, that is, Master Lin Xiangyin's apprentice, and currently Mr. Cheng Jingqi, the president of the Treasure Appraisal Association."

The laughter came to an abrupt end, probably because no one expected that the press would pierce the paper directly in front of the camera.

The atmosphere at the scene was silent for about a few seconds.

The reporter said, "I'm just guessing. After all, I've been in this industry for quite some time. Among the few experts, Mr. Cheng Jingqi's abilities are obvious to everyone."

If the president of the Tangtang Treasure Appraisal Association is the leader of these fake workshops, then the antiques that are now flowing into the market will probably be more than just a handful of fakes.

Everyone was scared by this terrible idea and sweated.

The reporter dared not say more. After all, Cheng Jingqi's identity is not something that ordinary people can discuss. He represents the entire treasure appraisal association and the cleanliness and transparency of the treasure appraisal market. If even he is covered in black, no one will believe in the trueness of this market anymore.

The next day, before dawn, there were crowds of people in front of the hospital.
To be continued...