Become a legend in Hong Kong

A group of villas in the mid-levels area.

Liao Wenjie drove to the mansion according to the address given by Tang Zhudi.

He had been to the villa complex once a long time ago, when he was still working in a decoration company. He accompanied Manager Gao to visit the customer Tian Weiqiang to check the feng shui. As soon as he finished the feng shui inspection, Tian Weiqiang went in.

It's not much different from Tian Weiqiang's big house. Tang Zhudi's family also has more than 20 servants, and the yard is ridiculously big.

This is the first time that Liao Wenjie has been a guest at Tang Zhudi's house. The main reason is that Wang Baiwan also lives here. Although he rarely goes home in the past few years and spends the night in a small house outside, Liao Wenjie has had conflicts with him. If anything happens If they meet, it will only be Judy Tang who is embarrassed.

Simply avoid seeing him.

"Mr. Liao, I am the housekeeper Norimaki. The young lady is waiting for you in the room. Please come with me." As soon as the car stopped, a middle-aged woman wearing a kimono walked out of the shadows.

"Young mistress!?"

As far as Liao Wenjie knows, Tang Zhudi and Wang Wanwan are self-made, and they are called young mistresses...

Even if they have a bad taste, given Tang Zhudi's temperament, it should be the eldest young master and the second young master.

"Mr. Liao, please come this way."

Housekeeper Zejuan took the lead and led the way, taking small steps with alarming frequency. In the dark, he only looked at her upper body and thought she was walking while floating.

"Butler, are you going the wrong way?"

Looking at the big house fading away, Liao Wenjie instantly became vigilant. For a moment, the picture of the intrigues between wealthy families came to his mind. The butler might be Wang Wanwan's person.

"No, this is the way."

The housekeeper turned back faintly: "The young master is in the house. You and the young mistress must go through the back door for a tryst."

"Ahem, housekeeper, you must have misunderstood. I am a serious person."

"Okay, I misunderstood."

"Hey, you can't be so perfunctory..."

…

Detouring from the garage to the garden and walking through the tree-lined path, the housekeeper led Liao Wenjie into the back door of the house and met Judy Tang on the second floor.

"Young lady, I've been brought here."

"Okay, Booklet, you go down first!"

"Young mistress..."

The housekeeper hesitated to speak, wanting to persuade Tang Zhudi to return from his lost way. Even if he refused to turn back, he would at least do it when Wang Wanwan was not at home.

Due to her identity, she could only sigh and silently exit the room.

"Ajie, the situation is a bit troublesome!"

"It's quite troublesome. Now I can't wash it off even if I jump into the Yellow River."

Liao Wenjie watched the housekeeper leave and closed the door. He wiped the cold sweat on his head and said, "I don't know if I'm overthinking it. If so, please explain to the housekeeper sister that I'm not the kind of person who hooks up with a married woman." The pretty face of a woman.”

"This is not important..."

Tang Zhudi was worried and didn't want to talk nonsense with Liao Wenjie. He said in confusion: "Today I received a call from the police station. A man claiming to be Superintendent Li found a millionaire who had been missing for three days in the New Territories. Then I went to the police station to find him. He brought it back."

"Police station...Wang Baiwan...has been missing for three days...could it be..."

Liao Wenjie narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered: "It's impossible. The hidden danger has been eliminated. There is no way she can do such a thing again."

"possible."

Tang Zhudi misunderstood what Liao Wenjie meant, and explained with a wry smile: "It is common for a million people to go missing for three to five days when they are out having fun, but this is the first time that they have lost their memory and been found by the police station."

Liao Wenjie frowned. Three days ago, he went to pick up the car in the morning, asked Meng Luo for a ride in the afternoon, and drove the car to his bed in the evening. Calculating the time, Cheng Wenjing did have the possibility of committing a crime.

However, Liao Wenjie still didn't believe it. There was no evil spirit in Cheng Wenjing's body, and she would never kill someone unless she was schizophrenic and had two personalities. But how could this be...

It seems that this is really possible.

"Sister Judy, please tell me clearly, why did your husband lose his memory?"

Liao Wenjie suppressed his doubts. Maybe he was overthinking, Cheng Wenjing did nothing, and Wang Wanwan really lost his memory.

"Superintendent Li told me that Wanwan was unconscious when he was found. He may have suffered a head injury while being robbed, resulting in amnesia, but..."

Judy Tang took a deep breath and continued: "I suspect that Wang Wanwan is not my husband at all, they just look the same."

"Sister Judy, are you thinking too much?"

Liao Wenjie's mouth twitched, and he wanted to save Cheng Wenjing again.

"How is that possible? I know all about the virtues of a million people. The person in the room now can't be him." Tang Zhudi insisted.

"This this……"

Liao Wenjie's eyelids jumped: "At this time, you should call the police station and ask them to change your husband... Uh, I mean, check with them to confirm whether you got the wrong person."

"I've already made a phone call. Superintendent Li, who calls himself Superintendent Li, said he was either my husband's husband or my husband. He also said that Wanwan just had amnesia and that he would be fine after a while."

Judy Tang grabbed Liao Wenjie's arm: "You have connections in the police station. Help me check. Is there something wrong with Superintendent Li? There is also the guy pretending to be a millionaire. Who is he? The real millionaire." where?"

"Sister Judy, calm down first, I'll go see what's going on with your husband."

Liao Wenjie patted Tang Zhudi's hand. Now that the matter was over, he didn't want to think about it anymore. First, let's find out who the amnesiac Wang Wanwan was.

"Ah, now?"

Judy Tang suddenly became confused and smiled: "If, if he is really my husband, wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate for the two of us to just go through it like this?"

Liao Wenjie: (_)

"Ajie, you have a shrewd mind and a lot of ideas. Is there any good way to determine the identity of the millions in the room without hurting your self-esteem?"

"Okay, if the predictions are correct, I will know who he is at a glance."

Liao Wenjie stretched out his hand and said, "Bring me 10,000 yuan. We need bait for fishing."

"What's the use of ten thousand dollars?"

"Ten thousand yuan is a lot, enough to buy some people's integrity."

Liao Wenjie took 10,000 yuan, opened the door and threw it on the stairs. He cleared his throat and made a trumpet shape with his hands: "Oh, who lost 10,000 yuan? No one said anything, so I picked it up."

After shouting, he pulled the confused Tang Judy and hid in the room. In less than ten seconds, a rush of footsteps came rushing towards him.

"Don't squeeze, don't grab, no one can pretend to be the owner in front of me... Hey, why is there no one?"

Liao Wenjie looked through the crack in the door and saw Wang Wanwan touched the mole at the corner of his mouth, stepped on the money, put his hands in his pockets and whistled, pretending to tie his shoelaces, put ten thousand yuan into his pocket, and Escape the scene as quickly as possible.

"Ajie, what can this tell?"

Tang Zhudi said speechlessly: "Not to mention that 'Million' has lost his memory. Even if he didn't lose his memory, it is normal to be greedy for petty advantages. I would pick it up if it were me."

"No, I didn't test his character, I just wanted to meet this person..."

Liao Wenjie nodded affirmatively: "Sister Judy, I can tell you responsibly that Wang Wanwan in the room is fake and he is not your husband."

"it is as expected……"

Judy Tang's shoulders trembled slightly: "Then who is he? Why did Superintendent Li of the police station lie to me? Where did the real million go?"

"That young man outside actually has something to do with you. You hooked up with He Min from the flower shop. She is my friend and I introduced her to the company."

"Ajie, you know everything..."

Judy Tang smiled awkwardly: "I'm really embarrassed that I made friends with you, but I asked before we made friends. You and Amin are just ordinary friends, and Amin has a boyfriend."

It's okay. In fact, I have some regrets for you.

Liao Wenjie thought so in his heart, and sneered: "Haha, Sister Zhudi, how do you know that I introduced business to Amin, not just to take the opportunity to win over her?"

"Uh... I was wrong this time. I will introduce you to someone who is beautiful and has a good figure another day."

Judy Tang forcibly skipped the topic: "Go on, what does Erwuzi have to do with me?"

"He is Amin's boyfriend, a good friend who I call brother-in-law... In other words, Sister Zhudi, you not only dated my friend, but also dated my brother, which is equivalent to dating your own brother."

Liao Wenjie raised his hand and gestured: "The rules of the world are that it takes three swords and six holes to seduce the second sister-in-law. Don't blame your brother for being cruel. It's you who didn't control your crotch."

"I don't have any crotch at all..."

"..."x2

There was a sudden silence in the atmosphere. After a while, Judy Tang spoke again: "Ajie, you haven't said yet why your good brother pretended to be a millionaire. Where did the real millionaire go?"

Seeing that the joke did not avoid the fatal topic, Liao Wenjie couldn't help scratching his head, not knowing how to speak.

He is a person who announces good news but not bad news. Wouldn't it be difficult for him to report funerals to Tang Zhudi?

"Sister Judy, I don't know the specific situation. Why don't you ask the young man outside? Maybe you can spend 100,000 yuan and he will do it all."

"Ajie, you know that, right?"

Judy Tang slowly sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her head and grabbed the sheets: "Tell me, if you speak, I will feel better."

"..."x2

After another long moment of silence, Liao Wenjie sighed. He didn't want to be a bad guy, but looking at Judy Tang, he could only be the bad guy.

"Sister Judy, the truth is a bit cruel. Don't get excited after hearing it."

Before the conversation even started, Judy Tang was already shaky. Liao Wenjie sat next to her and gave her a shoulder to rely on: "My second-year friend is a professional. The police station sent him to pretend to be Mr. Wang and lurk next to you. , if I guessed correctly, Mr. Wang...may have been killed."

After the words fell, Judy Tang, whose shoulders were trembling slightly, became silent for an instant. When he looked down, he actually fainted.

(一`一)

This is the reason why Liao Wenjie reported good news but not bad news. He was not good at handling the current situation. Also, he underestimated Wang Wanwan's position in Tang Zhudi's heart. If he didn't pay more attention, Tang Zhudi might not be able to think about it.

"What should I do? In order to save people, I also soaked Judy Tang?"

"Isn't that inappropriate? Her husband's body is still cold. What's the difference between doing this and an animal?"

While muttering, a slight cold wind blew around Liao Wenjie. He looked at the door in surprise, put down Tang Zhudi, and pointed between his eyebrows.

There is a ghost, and it is Wang Wanwan's ghost.

"It turned out to be Mr. Wang, what a surprise..."

Liao Wenjie scratched his head in embarrassment: "I didn't reincarnate so late at night. I didn't expect you to be very attached to your family... So what, don't get me wrong, your wife and I are innocent."

"Xiaobai...can you see me?"

"Well, after learning some Taoism, I can see ghosts."

Liao Wenjie clenched his fists and coughed twice to ease the awkward atmosphere. If you are a pretty boy, the one who dies is the most important, so I won't care about it this time.

"Can you let Judy see me too?"

Wang Baiwan glanced at Tang Zhudi, who was unconscious on the bed, with complicated eyes: "If possible, I would like to say a few words to her. If not, please tell her."