After returning to the locker room and taking a shower, Valjean changed into his own shirt and trousers, picked up his car keys and left. In the lobby on the first floor, he passed by a man in a denim shirt.
After walking a little further, Arang suddenly turned around, stared at the back of the man in denim clothes, and called out uncertainly, "Mufeng?"
The man paused, turned around slowly, and looked at Valan thoughtfully.
The cowboy was wearing a baseball cap that covered his hair. He was very thin and looked frail.
Valjean walked up to the cowboy, stared at his face, and suddenly said, "That mask on your face looks pretty realistic. Did you ask Susanna to make it in Zurich?"
"How did you recognize me?" Mu Feng's voice was cold, like a weapon striking a stone, crisp and ruthless.
"We've been on a few missions together. So, why are you hiding in Wangdong City?" Arjan pointed at the other man's face and added, "And you're wearing a mask."
Mu Feng smiled and said, "I've changed my ways. What about you? Why are you also in Wangdong City?"
Valan shrugged and smiled, saying, "I've also changed my ways."
"Really, takeaway Harley Prince." There was a hint of smile in Mu Feng's tone.
Valan laughed heartily. "I'm getting married in three days. Do you want to come? Since we've been through life and death together several times, I won't charge you a gift."
Mu Feng pondered for a moment before saying, "We'll talk about it when the time comes."
"Yeah, okay."
Valan waved to the other person, turned the car key with his index finger, and walked away.
Mu Feng stared at Arjan's back for a moment before turning and heading towards the office on the second floor. As soon as he sat down in the office, the club manager knocked on the door and walked in.
"boss."
The manager came in with a tray. He placed the tray in front of Mu Feng and said respectfully, "Boss, I went to the scene and found this bullet and a shell."
Mu Feng reached out and picked up the bullets and shells from the tray. He touched them and said nothing.
"Boss, this guy dared to play with a real gun on our chassis. What do you think we should do?"
Mu Feng threw the bullet and shell casing back onto the tray. "It's okay, I know this guy." Mu Feng pointed at the items on the tray and said to the manager, "Take them down and destroy them. Don't leave any traces."
"Okay, boss."
After the manager left, Mu Feng changed into camouflage uniform and took a small train to the hunting ground alone. After he entered the hunting ground, the sound of gunfire continued, scaring the birds in the woods away.
It was almost dark when Mu Feng came out of the hunting ground.
He returned to the office, took a shower, and was drying himself when the phone on the desk rang.
Mu Feng picked up the Bluetooth headset and put it on. He answered the phone and heard a smiling female voice on the phone: "Jiang Bi, I have picked out a skirt. Do you want to come over and try it on?"
Mu Feng stared at the man's lean body in the mirror. He calmly wiped his wet hair and asked helplessly, "Do I have to wear a skirt?"
Han Wangwang hummed, "Of course, I want to wear sister clothes with you."
Jiang Bi put on his trousers and fastened his belt while asking, "Isn't this a couple's outfit?"
Han Wangwang was probably shy. He was silent for a moment before saying, "Do you want to come or not?"
"I'm out of town right now, so I might be a little late. Just pick one in my size, and I'll go to your house later to try it on."
"good!"
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Ajan and Nan Yanyan's wedding will be held at Yulong Manor. That afternoon, the employees of the wedding company came to the manor on time within the appointed time to survey the venue.
The wedding would be held on the large lawn in the manor's backyard. The venue was spacious and could accommodate hundreds of people. The wedding planning plan had been discussed long ago, and the wedding company only needed to check the details with Song Ci and the others.
After carefully checking the venue and wedding arrangements, the manager remembered something and asked Song Ci, "Mrs. Han, have you found the flower girls for the wedding? We need a perfect match."
Han Miao immediately raised his hand and said, "I'll do it!"
Seeing that Han Jun didn't say anything, Song Ci asked her, "Junjun, don't you want to come?"
Han Miao also looked at Han Jun.
Han Jun looked up at Song Ci and asked, "Mom, can I be the bride?"
Everyone laughed.
Yan Qingxiu quickly covered Han Jun's mouth, hugged her, and told her: "Junjun has to grow up before she can be a bride."
Han Jun's mouth suddenly pursed. "Then I won't be one."
Being a flower girl is boring, being a bride is much better.
The wedding team checked all the details and were about to leave when Valan came back. They discussed a few more details with Valan before leaving.
In the evening, the designer came to Han's house and delivered the suits for the groom-to-be and Han's family. Arang went back to his room to change into his groom's suit, making sure it fit him well before taking it off.
After dinner, Valan returned to his room and changed into his groom's attire.
There is an activity room outside his bedroom where he usually plays games. There is a mirror on the wall of the activity room. Jean Valjean, dressed in his groom's suit, practices the steps for the wedding ceremony in front of the mirror.
He walked back and forth several times before he realized that the door had been opened at some point, and Han Zhan was standing at the door, looking at him with a smile.
Arjan's face flushed crimson. He quickly closed his legs and glared at Han Zhan, accusing him, "Hoff, how long have you been peeping?"
Han Zhan said, "When did you become so careless? You didn't even notice someone opened your bedroom door."
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