Two people, one man and one woman, sat opposite each other.

The sofa is the same style, and the height difference between the two seems to be.

The woman is elegant and lazy, leaning against the back of the sofa, and the man sits upright, raising his head and raising his chest.

But no matter who, from which perspective, there will be a strange feeling that a man wants to be short of a woman.

Cao Hong also felt this way. And he has felt this way since childhood.

A woman looks in her thirties and has unparalleled eyes. She has a red hair, half shawl, and half a ponytail. She has no makeup on her crystal clear face, but her slightly reflective lips can give people a fatal temptation. She wears a red cheongsam, and her delicate figure is undoubtedly highlighted. A beautiful leg gently slid out and put it on the other leg. The tense silk stockings show their amazing elasticity.

Cao Hong looked straight, as if Liu Xiahui was sitting honestly on the sofa, not even daring to look at the beautiful scenery in front of him.

The last name of stepmother is very strange, but her name is very nice. Her name is Meilan. When Cao Hong kept saying that he should be called "Black-hearted".

The woman smiled and looked at Cao Hong carefully for a long time before smiling: "Xiaohong is still so cute. Looking at you always reminds me of you when I was a child!"

Xiaohong, your sister! You are Xiaohong! Your whole family is Xiaohong!

He shouted wildly in his heart, but smiled shyly on his face, silently not speaking.

The woman chuckled and covered her mouth. She gracefully took a slender cigar from the coffee table in front of her. She flexibly played with Qianqian's fingers for a while before she held it on the sandalwood mouth. She turned her head and gently lit it with the burning candle on the cabinet.

After taking a long sip, she slowly exhaled a slender smoke. The woman asked with a smile: "Do you want to drink? I remember when I came to my office last time, it was more than a month ago! Don't you drink a little to celebrate?"

Drink your sister! Hurry up and get to the topic! Fuck it! Is it annoying to go around every time I speak!

Cao Hong shook his head quickly and still didn't say anything.

"Oh?" The woman stood up and put two wine glasses from behind, gently placed them on the coffee table, and said in a low voice: "Xiaohong is so good now? Mom is so happy! She will definitely be a good man when she grows up!"

Cao Hong suddenly shivered and showed a smile that was even worse than crying.

Seeing Cao Hong's expression, the woman burst out laughing, her elegant and seductive aura closed, and she clicked a wine glass and said, "Okay, I won't make trouble with you anymore. Tell me, what are you doing in the past twenty days? And, where is my perfume?"

When talking about the word "perfume", a chill suddenly came from the air.

Cao Hong breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly pulled out a bottle of red wine from the ice bucket under the coffee table, poured half a cup of the woman's wine glass, and then said, "Something was a small accident!"

People say that women are under the sea of ​​mind, and their temperament is elusive. But in Cao Hong's view, if an ordinary woman is a third-level magician, the woman in front of her will be at least at least seventh level.

The two have maintained their relationship as a "mother-son" for more than ten years, and Cao Hong can only tell from her actions whether she is feeling a little calm.

Although this woman has always been kind, before she takes out the wine glass, as long as Cao Hong says a word, she can be considered a "bad boy talking back".

Then what is waiting for Cao Hong is only "spanking" with various black-hearted plans!

Taking out the wine glass means "There is indeed an accident in this matter, tell me and listen." As for whether she believes it or not, Cao Hong can't see any clues.

The woman shook her cup, took a sip, and said, "Tell me, what an accident?"

"After completing the mission that day, I was accidentally involved in the struggle of cultural relics dealers. I was plotted against by one side and was carried on a cargo ship!"

"Oh?" The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, became a little interested, put down her long legs, leaned forward slightly, and said, "Which group belongs to? Don't have eyes?"

Cao Hong shook his head and said, "It's all raw faces, I don't know!"

The woman nodded, gently spit out a squirt of white smoke, and said, "What?"

"The guards are all European and American men, and they are very good at it! There are traces of military fighting skills in every move. I stayed in the cabin for more than ten days before I found the opportunity to retrieve a weapon and clean them up! Perfume..."

The woman narrowed her eyes and said, "What's wrong?"

"I used it as a bomb, killed two of them and burned half of the deck!" Cao Hong replied.

"Ha? Well, they are all high-concentration alcohol solutions, and their power is also considered sloppy!" The woman's eyes widened, and she became interested, and asked, "What happened later?"

Two flesh floated to the corners of his eyes, and Cao Hong felt cold behind his back, and he hurriedly said, "It was already a little late to clean it up. Apart from a mummy and a huge statue, there is only this one left!"

Cao Hong took out a red brocade package from his arms, put it on the coffee table and pushed it down in the direction of the woman, saying, "The news I asked was the dagger used by Jing Ke to assassinate Qin - Mrs. Xu's dagger. As for the authenticity, I don't know very well!"

The woman's eyes lit up, she reached out to take the brocade, shook slightly, and saw no movement. The red brocade had already slipped down, revealing a slender bronze dagger.

Several cold lights flashed by, and silently, the red brocade had turned into pieces of rags and scattered on the ground.

"nice one!"

Of course it is a good thing! Lao Zi almost let it spread!

Despite thinking so, Cao Hong was still a little happy when he heard this word from his stepmother for the first time in his life.

Then he took out the cut-off hand gun from his arms and said, "I was a good guy at that time, and I was almost knocked down!"

The woman picked up the broken gun and looked at it, touched the extremely smooth section, and looked at the dagger even more enthusiastically.

"It seems you were a blessing in disguise!" The woman looked up and down Cao Hong and said, "Is there any spare weapon?"

After hearing this, Cao Hong knew that the perfume was completely exposed. There was no way, you can only be careful when facing a woman who was ignorant. Otherwise, the next person either asked you to kill countless super rich people of the wardrobe, or the news given was wrong, which made you dew.

Although Cao Hong knew that she could not really harm her, he still couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. Is she good to herself? Good!

Looking back on every little thing since childhood, this stepmother thinks she is more competent than her biological mother. So Cao Hong also respects her very much. But respect is respect. He can't stand this woman's personality, especially her black-hearted attributes!

But now, I can use Mrs. Xu's dagger|shou to make the Empress Dowager satisfied, and it can be considered as less painful.

"Yes! But the place is far away."

"So let me make up when you leave! When you go out later, she will take you to the arsenal below!"

The woman raised her hand and snapped her fingers. The shadow in the corner began to sway strangely. Then a woman in a dark tights slowly walked out, holding a small brocade box in her hand.

The woman put Mrs. Xu's dagger|head in a brocade box, and the woman in black retreated and disappeared.

"I will deal with this dagger!" The woman said for granted: "I will notify you if there is any news!"

Cao Hong also knew that black market auctions that could digest such top treasures were not always available. Naturally, he had no meaning. He said: "You can do whatever you want to do with daggers. Even if your son respects you, I have other things here. I want to ask you?"

"Tell me!" Maybe I just got a treasure, and the corners of the woman's mouth were even more curved.

Cao Hong thought for a while and said, "Do you still remember the mission contractor I killed last year?"

"Well, what? Xiaohong finally wants to go out and have fun?" the woman smiled.

"That's right!" Cao Hong nodded and said, "Prepare to go out and take a walk. Is this identity still there?"

"I'll ask someone to go back and sort it out, and I'll ask them to hand it over to you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!" The woman was very happy and said, "Go to Europe and have fun, your dad is there!"

"I'm too lazy to find him!" Cao Hong shook his head and said, "Xiao Mom, please change the company name of the mission contractor to the Death Human Resources Dispatch Company. I'm going to go to New York to tinker with this!"

The woman nodded dispensable and said, "It's up to you! But mom wants to remind you that if you are playing there, don't go out to cause trouble casually. There are two big companies over there who are not dealing with us. If they discover your identity, it will easily cause big trouble!"

Cao Hong felt warm in his heart and said, "Yes, I understand! Don't worry, don't you understand me yet?"

The woman glared at her charmingly and said, "I know you so well that I said that!"

Cao Hong nodded with a smile.

After the matter was over, Cao Hong was not ready to stay for too long. He said to his stepmother and went out directly.

The woman in black had been waiting outside the door at some point. When she saw Cao Hong coming out, she didn't say anything, so she turned around and left! Cao Hong hurriedly followed!

"You know if the test is tested, Mrs. Xu's dagger can definitely be tested into fake!" Zhu asked suddenly.

"I know!" Cao Hong smiled slightly and said, "Without the precipitation of more than two thousand years, it is impossible to compete with real cultural relics in both history and culture."

"Then do you think it's really given to you | Mom?" Zhu said strangely.

"It's my mother!" Cao Hong corrected and said, "Who said fake is not valuable? Don't you know that some cultural relics are more valuable than real ones?"

Cao Hong continued in his heart: "Along with that, I said one word from beginning to end is true? From another perspective, is the retro imitation of copper daggers so sharp? From this perspective, who can say that this thing is fake? In the end, whether it is true or false is not the final say of the so-called expert. What collectors pay more attention to the value they can show off!"

Zhu was stunned for a while and sighed, "I'm just thinking too much!" Seeing the woman in black pressing the password on a vending machine, the vending machine suddenly cut to the side, leaking a poster of the woman's face behind her. She greeted her palms, and the door slowly opened left and right.

It turned out that this was a secret elevator. When the two of them walked in, the elevator door slowly closed, and the picture was replied to the face of a beautiful woman. The vending machine returned to its original position, just as everything had not changed since it had been repeated.

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Chapter completed!