Chapter 15 Picking up my wife is more important
"I'm very curious, what did Ningning do to make your attitude change so drastically?" Fu Chi suddenly spoke, staring directly at Bai Yue with a sharp gaze.
"Yes. You loved him the most in the past. Why are you so rude to him now? Do you really forget your friends for the sake of beauty?" Gu Chen said.
Bai Yue seemed to remember something and put down his club irritably: "Nothing. I just think he's too willful."
"Then you have to correct your attitude. Ningning said that she will treat you well in the future, so you should not hate him. Otherwise, we will have no future as brothers. Do you hear me?" Gu Chen clenched his fist and hit his shoulder.
"I understand. I'll go pick up Mu Yu. See you at the club." Bai Yue took his coat and left.
Gu Chen shrugged and looked at the silent Fu Chi: "I know you like Ningning too. Let's compete fairly?"
Fu Chi raised his eyelids, but his mind was thinking of Shen Qingning's frightened expression when she saw him, so he said nothing.
Gu Chen took it as his consent.
After lunch, Shen Qingning played two games and then went to pack up.
He is moving out and needs to take a lot of things with him.
Clothes and other things are easy to deal with, but the main thing is things for painting.
The Shen family has a special studio for him to use, right next to the bedroom.
Everything inside is of the best quality. Shen Qingning didn't have money before and couldn't afford such good painting supplies, so naturally she didn't want to leave them here gathering dust.
Apart from these, there is really nothing else.
He packed up, checked the time and called Si Moting.
The phone rang twice before it was answered.
"Hello"
"Ningning. Have you rested well?"
Shen Qingning knew that Si Moting's voice was nice, but she didn't expect it to sound even better over the phone. It was like someone was brushing his ears back and forth with a brush, making him feel itchy.
"Yeah. Mom agreed to let me move out. But I want to stay at home for one night."
"Okay. Send me a copy of your class schedule and I'll pick you up from school tomorrow."
"Don't you have to go to work? I know the address, you can just go there yourself."
Shen Qingning suddenly remembered that he seemed to have never asked Si Moting how old he was. His face didn't seem to be much older than his.
"I have to go to work. But picking up my wife is more important."
Shen Qingning was so aroused by him that her face flushed and she rolled back and forth in the bed, her voice becoming much more charming: "Okay then. I'll send it to you later. Hang up!"
"Get some rest. Remember to apply the medicine I gave you. I'll check on you tomorrow."
"You wish!"
Shen Qingning hung up the phone with a snap, and the smile on her lips couldn't be suppressed.
After Si Moting hung up the phone, the warmth in his eyes disappeared in an instant.
He turned slowly and left the window with a cold expression.
The sound of sneakers walking on the ground is very light, but it carries a strong sense of oppression.
A middle-aged man was kneeling on the ground right in front of him. He was trembling all over and didn't dare to look up.
The man in white sneakers walked up to him, Si Moting slowly squatted down, raised his palm and placed it on the man's shoulder, and said coldly: "You are very brave. You dare to drug me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man kowtowed in fear: "Second Young Master, this is all my fault. I'm sorry, please forgive me. I was wrong!"
"I can spare you. Tell me the truth, who is behind this? Uncle Zhang or Uncle Sun?"
"I..." The man trembled with fear, "Second Young Master. I can't tell you. If I tell you, my whole family will die."
"It seems that I, the Second Young Master, am too merciful." Si Moting tightened his grip.
An unbearable stinging pain made the man cry out in agony, and the sound of dislocated bones seemed to be heard in the house.
"Second Young Master, spare my life!"
Si Moting didn't let go, and every word he said was like the king of hell demanding his life: "I have to go accompany my wife. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."
His grip was so strong that it almost crushed his bones.
The man was shaking with pain all over. He tried to struggle, but the bodyguards behind him held him down tightly.
Finally he couldn't stand it anymore and was summoned.
Si Moting got the answer and slowly took out a tissue to wipe his hands: "Send him to the police station."
The man was taken away with a deathly pale face.
Si Moting wiped his hands, threw the tissue into the trash can, and went next door.
In the next room, by the window, sat a man, his legs crossed, a cigarette between his fingers.
"elder brother."
"You said it?"
"Um"
Si Moting sat down on the sofa behind him, poured himself a glass of water, leaned back with the cup in his hand, and looked at Si Yanming's frown leisurely.
"Where's my sister-in-law?"
When Si Moting came back today, he heard that Si Yanming had slept with someone last night.
This is not the big brother he had in mind.
Si Yanming is different from Si Moting.
He took over the Si family early on and grew up in a bloody and violent environment. He used ruthless means to keep the Si family firmly in his hands.
Such a Si Yanming is not interested in men or women.
He doesn't trust anyone, let alone let anyone sleep next to his pillow.
He had no idea how many times he had been drugged, and he always dealt with it himself.
It was really strange that someone slept with me yesterday.
Si Yanming took a puff of his cigarette slowly. His hands were big, and the cigarette was pinched between his knuckles. The blue veins on the back of his hands were faintly visible, which was very pleasing to the eye.
Just by looking at the muscle lines on his wrists, you can tell that this guy is a tough guy.
He slowly uttered two words: "ran away."
"Run?" Si Moting was a little surprised, then came to his senses: "They don't want to follow you?"
This is a rare thing.
Not to mention Jingang City, in the entire G country, men and women who want to climb into Si Yanming's bed can circle around Jingang, and some people actually run away.
"Yeah," Si Yanming admitted openly. Thinking of the beauty's affectionate and angry look this morning, his heart itched: "She even punched me before she ran away."
"Haha. No wonder I saw a bruise on the corner of your mouth. My sister-in-law is quite strong." Si Moting laughed out loud.
You have to know that the person he has admired most since he was a child is his elder brother, and it is very difficult to see him suffer a setback.
When Si Yanming mentioned this, a smile flashed in his eyes.
His arms looked thin and white, but his fists were surprisingly hard.
However, the waist is quite soft.
When angry, his eyes become round, like a cute little hamster.
"Looking at your expression, do you really like it?"
Who is his brother.
If he can take the initiative to sleep with someone, it seems that this person is probably someone he likes.
Otherwise, with Si Yanming's temper, he would rather harm himself than touch others.
"Yeah. But he didn't volunteer. There's still some work to do."
"Haha, to be able to catch my brother like this, it seems like she's a fairy."
Si Yanming smiled faintly: "Still a thorny fairy."
"Tsk. Okay, keep going. I'm going back now that I'm done with things here."
"Where are you going? Don't forget the party tonight."
"I know. The little guy likes the house in Fengshan. I'm going to transfer the ownership, and I have to go see the clothes I picked out for him in person. Let's go."
Si Moting waved the car keys, opened the door and left.
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