Observation deck.

Chen Liang and kretsch sit opposite each other.

On the middle table are authentic blue and white porcelain cups and expensive purple clay pots.

"Mr. kretsch, do you like tea?"

you 're right.

The cup contains authentic old oriental tea.

This surprised Chen Liang.

To tell the truth, although tea is a specialty of the East, even he doesn't think it's delicious.

Even if you go to the teahouse occasionally, it's just an affectation.

Just like people who can't drink will never feel good.

Maybe he's not that old, or maybe he's not used to it.

"At first, it was very hard to drink, but after tasting it several times, I found it different. Just like life, bitterness and astringency are the main melody. Whether you like it or not, people will gradually adapt to it and gradually like it."

Chen Liang smiled and nodded, picked up his tea cup and took a sip.

"Insight."

Turning a blind eye to such flattery, kretsch gently rubbed the tea cup and turned his head to look at the distant landscape of communication between the sea and the sky.

"Where are you and Vera?"

Chen Liang didn't feel embarrassed. He was silent and didn't say anything just the bastard words of ordinary friends. He said politely, "Mr. kretsch, my relationship with vera may not be as you think."

"I asked the maid."

Kretsch had no waves on his face and could not see joy and anger.

"You don't seem to live together?"

Chen Liang was dumb and finally knew what he had talked about with the maid after the other party came back.

Maybe Westerners are more open, but in the East, even if they are really just lovers, they must be embarrassed to sleep in each other's elders for the first time.

"You are really brave."

Craig rubbed his fingers slowly against the cup and his eyes moved from a distance.

"Vera dares to come to me, but you dare to come. Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

Facing Chen Liang, he smiled for the first time, dangerous and pondering.

"You know, it's very suitable to deal with corpses here. As long as you throw the corpses below, they will be washed away immediately after a spray, and then eaten up by fish. No one will know."

Chen Liang's face remained unchanged.

"Mr. kretsch, if you really wanted to kill me, you wouldn't tell me that."

"Are you so confident?"

Craig stared at him with deep eyes.

"Maybe Vera and you made some promises, but you should understand that vera can't protect herself now, and she can't control my thoughts."

Chen Liang looked calm and drank tea.

"Mr. kretsch, if you really kill me, I don't think you will throw my body into the sea."

"Oh?"

Kretsch raised his eyebrows,

"What do you think I would do?"

"It's simple. It's just taking my body and asking Melissa for credit."

Chen Liang is leisurely, like an outsider.

"I'm sorry, maybe it's not appropriate to use the word" invitation for credit ", but only in this way can my body be of maximum value, isn't it?"

Craig was silent and his eyes flashed.

"When I die, Mr. Craig can help Melissa tamper with the will and even force the will to be invalidated for various reasons, but then?"

Sitting on a cliff a few hundred meters away, Chen Liang said calmly: "There is an old saying in our east that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Even if I die, it will still be a secret that can't see the light. Vera, who knows the truth, must be dealt with or softened and put under house arrest. But vera can't control your thoughts, Mr. Craig. Are you sure you can control Melissa's thoughts?"

"When you know this secret, you should hold her handle. Even if you help her, she will still be stuck in her throat and have trouble sleeping and eating. In fact, if you put yourself in her shoes, you can know what she will do."

"Mr. kretsch, I'm not threatening. If you kill me, you're actually digging your own grave. After all, only dead people can keep secrets forever."

"It was a wonderful speech."

Kretsch smiled. "Is that your eloquence that drove Vera out of the family?"

Chen Liang smiled.

"In fact, Vera took the initiative to find me. I have to admit that I admire her courage. Not everyone is willing to give up the current comfortable life and take risks for the future crisis."

"Future crisis?"

Kretsch didn't seem to recognize his meaning. He drank tea and said quietly, "it seems that you don't know Vera."

Chen Liang looked at him.

"Do you think Vera's hatred for Melissa is entirely out of jealousy?"

Kretsch shook his head.

"She said a lot of bad things about Melissa, but Melissa would not be so narrow-minded. As long as she was clever, Melissa was unlikely to trouble her. The reason why she was so desperate and risked her life was for her parents."

"Her parents?"

In fact, Chen Liang also felt strange that the girl really never mentioned her parents.

"As we all know, our ward family made a fortune by mining. Until now, mining is still our important industry. Vera's parents were once sent to South Africa to supervise a newly discovered mining area. As a result, there was an armed riot. Although the riot was suppressed in the end, her parents did not come back."

"I remember when she was only eight."

Chen Liang was silent.

So, isn't that beauty more miserable than herself?

It was a little unexpected.

No wonder sometimes the way she handles things is so crazy, even crazy.

"Now, you should be able to understand. I know that she seems to have forgotten about her parents, but in fact, she must remember clearly in her heart. Although she died in an accident, she should blame her parents' death on the whole family and even Melissa now."

"Thank you for telling me this, Mr. kretsch. But what are you telling me for?"

There's no need to beat around the Bush at this time,

Chen Liang directly expressed his confusion.

"When I tell you this, I just hope you don't use Vera as a tool. Although the girl is smart, hatred can often blind people's eyes."

Kretsch stared at him with sharp eyes.

"I grew up watching that girl. If someone uses her as a tool, I will make him pay a painful price, I promise."

It seems that Chen Liang, who is threatened, is neither angry nor angry.

"Mr. kretsch, you are a good uncle."

"I don't deserve it, but no one wants to be accused of being an animal after his death, doesn't he?"

Two men of different ages looked at each other and smiled.

The atmosphere is harmonious and almost strange.