Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 1206 What will be the next identity?

The room lights came on.

But the light was pink, and the dark room suddenly became much brighter.

But that erotic atmosphere felt particularly awkward.

He reached out and pressed the switch again.

pat~

The switch clicked again.

This time, the room turned red.

Ye Changqing frowned. This old guy was really playing tricks. He even made a lamp look romantic. He reached out and pressed the buttons several times until the light turned white.

Just stopped.

Ye Changqing looked around the room. The house was a bit strange. It was supposed to be a bedroom, but it didn't look like one. It was supposed to be an office, but there was a bed inside.

There was also a desk, made of solid wood, with no drawers, just a board on which tea sets were placed.

There were two sofas in the room, and three bookshelves against the wall, each filled with books.

Moreover, most of them are old books.

There were a few pieces of women's clothing, underwear, and some crumpled toilet paper lying on the ground.

The house was long gone.

Ye Changqing was somewhat surprised. It turned out that after the old man finished with Ah Xiang, he didn't even clean up the mess before running away.

What he couldn't understand was how the old man had found out.

I walked around the room and saw several black things on the table, as well as a shiny round piece 1.

He walked over and picked it up, and then he realized that it was the lens of a camera.

Upon closer inspection, among the pile of broken parts were small integrated circuits and batteries the size of peppercorns.

Seeing this, he finally understood.

That old guy spotted the camera a long time ago, so he ran away.

He walked around the room a few times, his eyes searching between the bookshelves in the corners and on the floor.

Suddenly I noticed wear marks on a bookshelf, the marks of several fingers, and the corners of the bookshelf had become rounded.

Reach out and try to measure it; the three faded marks on the wood coincide perfectly with your fingertips.

He pressed down lightly with his index, middle, and ring fingers.

Suddenly the bookshelf moved, and I could hear the sound of rollers sliding.

The bookshelf slowly slid open, revealing a downward staircase.

Lu Dingqian craned his neck to look for a while, and seeing that Ye Changqing didn't move, he couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going down to see where it leads?"

Ye Changqing shook his head: "No need."

Lu Dingqian was somewhat unwilling: "What if we find clues down below?"

Ye Changqing glanced at Lu Dingqian and said, "If you think it's necessary, you can go and take a look."

Oh ~

Lu Dingqian took out his phone, turned on the flashlight, and walked down the stairs by the light.

Ye Changqing called out from behind, "Be careful. If you see the door leading to the parking lot below, come back."

For a sect that has been passed down for thousands of years.

They must have had many ways to survive and escape; they've probably already vanished without a trace.

Perhaps they will hide nearby and watch, or perhaps they will flee far away, hiding far away and completely leaving this place of trouble.

On the top floor of a building in the opposite residential complex.

Three images were displayed on a 100-inch television screen.

One image shows the entrance to the Blue Moon Hotel, another shows Lu Dingqian walking down the stairs, and the third shows Ye Changqing wandering around inside the room.

on the sofa.

An elderly man with a full head of white hair was half-lying down, while a glamorous woman wore a red nightgown that was not tied up, revealing that she was not wearing a bra underneath.

The old man's hand wandered inside his pajamas.

It's like a shareholder or collector admiring a priceless antique.

The old man was the godfather David had mentioned.

The woman was Ah Xiang from the Blue Moon Hotel.

Ah Xiang closed her eyes, bit her red lips, and looked pained, occasionally letting out a groan from her nose.

The godfather laughed and said, "A mere brat dares to think he can catch me? How ridiculous."

Ah Xiang reached out and pressed her godfather's hand: "Godfather, stop doing this, I can't take it anymore."

I'm just wondering, you're so old, why do you have the body of a young man?

Terrifyingly strong.

A smile appeared on the corner of the godfather's mouth: "Ah Xiang, you've been with me for so long, I believe you should have guessed it."

I am not an old man.

It's just the two of us, no need to pretend."

Ah Xiang's expression changed slightly, then she smiled and said, "Godfather, I did have that guess, but I really can't tell your age."

Your skin, hair, and even the voice you speak all scream "old man."

The only thing that doesn't seem like a typical elderly person's physical strength is...

The godfather smiled and said, "Guess how old I am?"

A look of fear appeared in Ah Xiang's eyes: "My brain is too stupid, I can't guess right, so don't play this kind of game."

"Godfather, you're messing with me."

The sugar daddy laughed and said, "Okay, I'll play with you. I like you, you know? I never play with other women, just because you're wild and sexy enough."

Ah Xiang gave a charming smile: "Is that all?"

He puffed out his chest after saying that.

A glint appeared in the godfather's eyes as he reached out and placed his hand on her waist: "This waist is so soft, and there's so much flesh on it...tsk tsk tsk, the flesh doesn't grow in the waist area, it grows on the waist."

And your neck, it's like a swan's neck.

Everyone says this kind of neck is elegant and noble, I really like it... Look at it, so slender... I fucking love it just looking at it.

The words fell.

Suddenly, the hand gripping the neck tightened.

Ahh ...

Ah Xiang's neck was grabbed, and she let out a scream, then felt as if her neck was about to be broken.

A strong feeling of suffocation, my chest felt so tight it felt like it was going to burst.

She reached out to push her godfather away, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move him.

Slowly, her eyes began to bulge outwards, but they remained fixed on her godfather, filled with fear, pleading, resentment, and confusion.

The godfather's face was contorted with rage, his teeth clenched, veins bulging on his forehead, and he gripped Ah Xiang's neck tightly.

Until the struggle in my hands stopped, my neck went limp, and my body became as soft as a noodle.

He held on for a while longer before letting go.

He said coldly, "According to the rules of the Bee Gate, if your identity is exposed, you must kill all those who know the truth."

Not many people know me, but you are one of them.

There aren't many people I've had close contact with; you're the only one.

Therefore, you must die!

After he finished speaking, he took out a pack of cigarettes, slowly opened it, took one out and put it in his mouth.

He reached for the lighter on the coffee table and lit his cigarette.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

His heavy breathing gradually calmed down. After finishing his cigarette, he saw Ye Changqing leave on the television screen.

He reached out and turned off the TV.

Take out your phone and open the media player.

A melodious and slow song came from the phone.

"Sweet, sweet, your smile is like flowers blooming in the spring breeze..."

He put down his phone, listened to music, hummed a tune, went into the bedroom, picked up a suitcase, walked to the sofa, and calmly stuffed Ah Xiang's body into the suitcase.

I put all the pajamas that were hanging out into the suitcase.

Then slowly zip it up.

He patted his suitcase, then sat on the sofa, rested for a while, then suddenly stood up, supporting himself on his knees, stretched, and went into the bathroom.

He ripped off his beard in front of the mirror and then went into the bathroom.

ten minutes later.

A naked man with dark hair and smooth skin walked out.

The man walked to the mirror, picked up a towel and wiped the water off his face. Looking at the man in the mirror, he smiled and said, "I've finally shed this old man's skin. My next identity can't be an old man anymore. I have to endure strange looks just for sleeping with a woman."

What identity should I use this time?

entrepreneur?

Bakery owner?

Bookstore owner?

Gym owner…