Bi Hongye has always been very calm, calmly letting Yu Xiuxiu leave, and told her not to forget to call the police, and then chat with Ding Yuejin lightly.

Her long hair, which was drooping on her shoulders, was neatly combed with her fingers, dressed simply and behaved elegantly. She stood in front of Ding Yuejin, like a proud goddess.

The person who collapsed was Ding Yuejin.

His mouth couldn't speak, sobbing vaguely, staring at Bi Hongye with his eyes - crying wildly.

Bi Hongye looked at him, "What do you want to say? I want to coax me like I used to? While saying that I am young and beautiful, I hugged a girl younger and more beautiful than me, and flipped the clouds, clouds, and rain?"

Ding Yuejin struggled instinctively.

Bi Hongye's lips were raised high, bringing out a smile.

"It's a pity, no matter what you say, I don't want to hear it."

"...Woo..." Ding Yuejin's eyes were red, and his emotions overflowed from it, and it seemed that it was not tears, but blood.

Bi Hongye slowly squatted down and raised his chin.

"Ding Yuejin, how long has it been since you looked in the mirror? Don't you know that you are old too? Your face is full of wrinkles and your body is getting fat. You are not even as young as me who is carefully caring for me. What do you think you are conquering those young girls? Your five-month-old pregnant belly? Or your two and a half-minute skill?"

Ding Yuejin was stunned.

He looked at Bi Hongye for two seconds, his facial features wrinkled together ferociously, and his legs pushed the ground desperately, trying to get up-

"Bang!"

Bi Hongye raised his hand and fell down his palm, and slapped Ding Yuejin's face.

The heavy, hated, merciless face, the sound of the sound of Yu Xiu was shocked and also shocked Ding Yuejin, only she had no expression on her face.

"The feel is really bad." Bi Hongye smiled calmly, "Even if you hit you, you can feel that your old face will hurt your hands. So, Ding Yuejin, what do you think you are better than a young and handsome boy? What made me not change my heart to you for decades?"

Ding Yuejin sobbed desperately.

I want to say, but there is no way to say it.

Bi Hongye didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Tired? Boring? No sense? Even if a dog is with you for decades, he will have feelings. Even if a dog is with you, he will not be tired, not boring, not feeling unconscious... What's more, I am a living person?"

"What about now? Are you still tired? Is it boring? Is it feeling unsense? Does it hurt?"

One slap, another slap, Bi Hongye slaps hard and calm, without hysterical anger, just like an adult teaching a lesson for a child, expressionless. Until Ding Yuejin's nostrils flowed out of blood, he slapped on the ground and gave up struggling, her high hand stopped in the air.

"Stay, why don't you leave!"

Bi Hongye did not look back, but Yu Xiuxiu could feel the tension in her shoulders and the pressure when she said this.

An irresistible force made Yu Xiuxiu take a step back involuntarily, "Teacher Hongye, don't punish yourself with other people's mistakes, Teacher Hongye, look back..."

Upon hearing this, Ding Yuejin focused his head, staring at Bi Hongye with red eyes, full of prayers, and making a vague sound in his mouth.

"Ha!" Bi Hongye smiled and turned around and looked at Yu Xiuxiu gently: "Silly child, I can't turn back."

The hall is quiet.

Bi Hongye looked at her gently and slowly set off his hand, "You go. Leave here and call the police again. I should take him away."

Take him away?

Yu Xiuxiu gasped and looked at her smile. He didn't know what emotions contained in her eyes, but there was a saying she wanted to listen to - call the police when she went out.

It's Bi Hongye's meaning, and it's her idea.

Apart from this, what else can solve this situation?

Yu Xiuxiu didn't say a word, turned around and ran. The hall was too big, and her shoes were on the floor, making a crisp sound, knocking out a series of messy and panicking sounds.

The wooden carving door was opened by her.

A cold wind gushed in and she crashed into a man's arms.

"Senior Brother!" Yu Xiuxiu shouted reflexively, his voice trembling a little, "Hurry, help me..."

After shouting, something was wrong. She raised her head and found that Huo Zhongnan's gloomy face was in the misty blue backlight.

Behind him, Wei Xiaolong stood one step late.

A group of policemen followed and rushed into the door...

The world soon became purified.

Bi Hongye looked at a group of policemen with live ammunition and slowly smiled, "Thank you for your hard work." She was very polite, unlike a criminal, as if she was waiting for a long time.

After saying that, she bent down and wiped the blood from Ding Yuejin's face with a tissue. She stared at his face for a moment and walked quickly to the desk, picked up the water cup, and poured it into her mouth.

Yu Xiuxiu stood at the door, and suddenly, blessings came to his heart.

"You can't let her drink!"

The policeman was faster than her and grabbed the water cup from Bi Hongye's hand.

"It's just cold water." Bi Hongye looked at Yu Xiuxiu and smiled, sighed, and stretched out his hands to the police, "I have committed a crime, and I am willing to be punished by law."

The process of walking from the hall to the door seemed to have been so long. Yu Xiuxiu kept looking at her, looking at the calmness and elegance on her face, and looking at the woman who was as gentle as the breeze, walking lightly in front of her.

"Remember to come and get the painting after the New Year. The canvas should be avoided from long-term sunlight, be moisture-proof and ventilated. Do not directly overlap and collect the painting paper to avoid sticking..."

"Teacher Hongye..."

Yu Xiuxiu's nose felt sore, and suddenly shed tears.

"You're so stupid."

"Don't cry." Bi Hongye raised her hand, as if she wanted to wipe her tears, but the weight on her hand reminded her that she was no longer free. This discovery made her look dark for a short time, and then she smiled again.

"I'm sorry, I gave you a bad experience. I'll help me install that house according to the design drawings. My daughter will settle the subsequent fees for you. I've left her a message."

"Teacher Hongye..."

Yu Xiuxiu could not say anything except calling her name.

At this time, it was meaningless to say anything, and she knew it. Bi Hongye didn't need to listen to any reason or comfort, she also knew it.

And this is the saddest thing.

Because there was a desperate person in front of her.

"I will do my best to restore the design drawings according to your ideas. Teacher Hongye, don't worry."

Bi Hongye smiled, nodded, and slowly walked past her, with her back as few as the morning stars... Yu Xiuxiu suddenly felt that at this moment, she was like a star in the sky, because no one in this world could understand her, because she had no partner. So, she chose to exile herself.

"Rongrong!"

Ding Yuejin's shout came from the hall.

Because of the quietness, there was even a hint of hoarse echo.

He gasped heart-wrenchingly, looked at Bi Hongye's slender back, shook off the policeman's hand, knelt heavily on the ground, closed his eyes, and tears fell like rain.

"I was wrong. I was wrong! Rongrong! I was wrong! Sorry, I was wrong!"

Bi Hongye's footsteps only lasted for less than a second.

She raised her head and walked down the steps in the drizzle without looking back.

"Rongrong! Rongrong!! I was wrong-" Ding Yuejin pounded the ground with both hands, blood was stamped on the floor, dazzling red. He suddenly slammed the ground with his forehead and cried bitterly.

"I didn't call the police...I didn't. I wanted to take you away, I just wanted to take you away... Why don't you believe me... Rongrong! Rongrong! Rongrong."

Bi Rong is her real name.

Red leaves are just stage names and are destined to wither in this deep winter.

Yu Xiuxiu looked at the crying man and stood there in a daze, without any response for a long time.

"Let's go." Huo Zhongnan's hand was placed on her shoulder.

Yu Xiuxiu looked up, "Brother, why are you here?"

Huo Zhongnan pursed his lips and looked at Ding Yuejin, "Old Ding suddenly resigned and wanted to go abroad. I realized something was wrong, so come and take a look."

Lao Ding is kind to the company and Huo Zhongnan.

Back then, the young Huo Zhongnan took over Sheng Tian's baton and was supported by a group of old ministers led by Ding Yuejin to successfully survive the undercurrents of the power change period and resist the fight between relatives for power and profit.

Yu Xiuxiu was stunned: "Did you call the police?"

Huo Zhongnan shook his head.

"The police have long suspected it."

Yu Xiuxiu suddenly thought of the meaningful words of Miao Yan at Ding Yuejin's house that day.

"well!"

She lowered her head, "Is my luck good or bad?"

It should be a good thing to get these things for no reason. However, just like when I got Hu Jingyu's house, Yu Xiuxiu was not happy with the famous paintings collected by Bi Hongye and her lifelong works.

The rain has not stopped yet.

Huo Zhongnan accompanied Yu Xiuxiu out of the Hongye Studio, and Wei Xiaolong and Zhong Lin followed him silently. No one of them spoke.
To be continued...