Chapter 35: Gong Gou reports to me?
After solving the big problem of Gong Gou, Ning Zhiran quickly turned his attention back to the main business and tried to smooth things over with Taotao Oolong Tea: "Taotao baby, I'm sorry, the person who just spoke was my roommate."
Tao Tao muttered to herself: "Roommate? Your roommate's voice sounds quite familiar."
Ning Zhiran's heart skipped a beat: "Ah? No way?"
"Ah, it's okay." Taotao said a little slower, "I must be overthinking it."
Ning Zhiran finally breathed a sigh of relief, changed the subject, and tried his best to make Taotao happy again.
In this way, Ning Zhiran was extremely alert and chatted with Taotao Oolong Tea for an hour.
Through this conversation, Ning Zhiran completely understood Taotao's true character.
Taotao is very independent. She doesn't date or take things seriously. She earns her own money and spends it herself. When she's bored, she finds a man to play with. When she's had enough fun, she breaks up with him and even gives him a breakup fee.
More importantly, she sounded incredibly rich.
This person either runs a company or is a rich second-generation who has plenty of money.
She is a wealthy woman who can definitely make a fortune out of gold coins.
After hanging up the phone, Ning Zhiran chuckled and lay back on the bed, feeling a little dizzy.
But he had been so engrossed in the conversation that his throat was burning. He licked his dry lips and decided to go downstairs to get two bottles of water.
As a result, as soon as he reached the first floor and the living room, he saw Gong Huai sitting at the ridiculously large marble dining table in the middle, with a gray towel draped over his head. He had obviously just taken a shower, and his hair was still dripping with water.
But that’s not the point.
The key point is Gong Huai's face.
Under the bright light of the chandelier, the expression was simply wonderful. Not only was he depressed, but he also looked irritable and excited.
Ning Zhiran paused.
Gong Huai raised his eyes and looked at him slowly.
There are four words written in his eyes: I have emotions.
Ning Zhiran felt uncomfortable when he looked at her.
Palace Dog is really, inexplicable,
But Ning Zhiran, unless he was really driven crazy, would still maintain his dignity. He took the initiative to break the strange silence:
"I was busy with something just now. Didn't you say Chen Yan invited you to the movies? Why didn't you go?"
Gong Huai sneered in his heart, thinking that the whole thing about watching a movie was all made up by him.
He crossed his arms and said in a muffled voice, "I rejected it before I heard from you."
Ning Zhiran was speechless and laughed at his inexplicable behavior: "If I'm not going, then you can go by yourself."
Gong Huai: "Forget it, it's too late."
Ning Zhiran deliberately disgusted him: "Mr. Gong Huai, I didn't realize you were so clingy."
Gong Huai: “…”
It's ok, I just stick to you.
Ning Zhiran walked to the kitchen, opened the freezer where drinks were stored as if they were familiar with the place, took out a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap, and gulped down a big gulp.
After drinking, Ning Zhiran licked his lips and said, "I have to go home tomorrow. I've been staying at your place for three days. I think it's time for that homeless guy to leave."
Gong Huai raised his head quickly, very alertly.
Ning Zhiran took a step back: "What, what are you doing?"
Gong Huai thought about ten thousand ways to prevent Ning Zhiran from leaving. Finally, he seemed to think of something and said meaningfully, "Then I'll take you home after school tomorrow."
"No need."
"No, this matter is not negotiable."
After saying that, Gong Huai left angrily, leaving Ning Zhiran full of questions.
Ning Zhiran didn't think much about it. He cursed in his heart, "I'm sick again." He took the mineral water upstairs, closed the door, and went to sleep.
The next day, Gong Huai drove the cool Lamborghini to school with Ning Zhiran in the passenger seat.
It was that painting class again, where the water was so thick it could raise fish. After the painting session ended, the professor, as usual, turned on the projector and played another obscure art film.
Ning Zhiran didn't even bother to look at it. He took out his notebook and quickly started writing the outlines for papers for other classes.
As he was writing, he caught a glimpse of Gong Huai standing beside him.
That person has been busy since the class started.
He was either looking at his phone or typing, and his expression was quite focused, as if he was dealing with something.
But Ning Zhiran didn't think much about it.
Gong Gou is a rich man with a large circle of friends and many things to do, so he can do whatever he wants.
After finally making it to the end of get out of class, Ning Zhiran's repeated attempts to refuse failed, and he was stuffed into the passenger seat of that eye-catching Lamborghini by Gong Gou.
When the Lamborghini stopped downstairs of Ning Zhiran's house, it was not yet completely dark and there was a light drizzle.
For safety reasons, Ning Zhiran did not rush to get out of the car. Instead, he first leaned over to glance at the door of the building to see if the vengeful homeless man was still there.
……Forehead.
Ning Zhiran opened his eyes wide and took a breath.
There were two sneaky people squatting at the door of his building!
The two men wore masks and had hats pulled low. They were tall, with broad shoulders, as if they had practiced this technique. Most importantly, they circled around, staring at the building entrance. They didn't look like normal passersby.
Ning Zhiran's scalp instantly went numb. This homeless guy clearly called his brothers to come and catch him!
Without hesitation, he took out his cell phone, quickly pressed the shutter button, silently took a photo of the two people, and then nudged Gong Huai's shoulder with his finger: "Let's go, let's not go back to my house yet."
When Gong Huai heard this, a gleam of success flashed in his eyes.
The engine roared, Gong Huai turned the steering wheel with one hand, turned the front of the car, and drove out with a whoosh.
"It seems you have to stay at my house for a while." Gong Huai said slowly while looking at the road, with a hint of uncontrollable joy in his tone.
Ning Zhiran hurriedly said "hmm" and took out his phone and clicked: "I have to call 911 and call the police."
Gong Huai was dumbfounded: "What?"
Ning Zhiran refused to answer.
He probably didn't dare call the police before because he had a direct conflict with the homeless man and there were no surveillance cameras. If there was insufficient evidence and the case went to court, he would have to pay for a lawyer himself and be forced to lose the lawsuit.
To put it bluntly, it’s mainly because they are too poor and dare not take responsibility.
But things are different now.
He was a passerby, an irresponsible bystander, and could have called the police using his identity as an ordinary citizen.
Hehehe, little tramp, wait for death, you are finished.
Gong Huai broke out in a cold sweat.
Ning Zhiran proudly dialed 911 and told the police the general situation, using gestures and words, and also cursed the security environment in W City for two minutes.
Gong Huai raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.
After reporting with all his might, Ning Zhiran relaxed. As soon as he hung up the phone, he leaned back in his chair and laughed wildly: "Hey, hey, hey! This homeless guy is in trouble! How dare you fight me? I'll make you die without knowing how you died!"
Gong Huai's cold sweat kept running down his back and was almost flowing into his waistband.
The Lamborghini SV drove smoothly into Gong Huai's garage. As soon as the door opened, Gong Huai went straight upstairs.
Ning Zhiran changed her shoes and was about to go to the kitchen to find something to eat when she heard a faint sound coming from the stairwell.
Gong Gou seemed to be on the phone speaking English. I couldn't make out what he was saying, but his tone was quite serious.
But this person always uses the most serious tone and says the most weird and crazy things.
I'm used to it.
Ning Zhiran shook her head, didn't think much about it, and leaned against the bar to chew snacks.
After a while, Gong Huai came down again. He was wearing a coat and said as he was pulling on his sleeves, "I have something to do. I have to go out."
"Oh." Ning Zhiran grabbed a handful of peanuts and threw them into his mouth. "Will you come back for dinner tonight?"
Gong Huai said hurriedly: "It depends on the situation. I will try to come back early and not let you eat alone."
After saying this, he left immediately, but closed the door lightly.
Ning Zhiran nodded, then shook her head.
He savored the conversation.
The tone...isn't right.
The content is not quite right either.
The relationship is even more wrong.
Was Gong Gou checking in with him? When did their relationship become one of those "come home early and I'll wait for you at home for dinner" kind?
"I've been getting more and more crazy lately." Ning Zhiran cursed, ate two more bags of small fish peanuts, and turned back to his room.
On this side, Gong Huai had already changed to a four-seater car, rushed onto the main road and headed straight for the police station.
After the front desk clerk at the police station confirmed Gong Huai's identity, they asked him to fill out a statement to ensure that Gong Huai was willing to guarantee the identities and motives of the two "homeless people."
After I finished writing, a blond policeman in uniform came over and said in English, "Your friends are over here, follow me."
Gong Huai: “…Yeah.”
Gong Huai followed him through a glass door and into a temporary meeting room.
Naomi and Shen Yan were sitting inside looking aggrieved.
On the table in front of them were two pairs of large shoulder pads, a wig, and two vests.
Chen Yan looked up at him and said, "Gong Huai."
Naomi: "How are you going to make it up to us?"
Gong Huai's Adam's apple moved, and after a long while he managed to utter, "...I'm sorry."
Chen Yan pointed at the shoulder pads and vest on the table and cursed, "Do you know how many costume shops my wife and I went to for this thing? Huh? Just to look more burly and act out the whole thing, but it turned out to be too convincing, so three policemen grabbed his head and took him away from behind!"
Naomi shook her head. "We've been here for an hour and a half, trying to explain that we're not psychopaths, we're not liars, and we have no criminal intent. Did you explain everything to the police? Did you explain everything clearly? Ah!"
Gong Huai whispered: "...Yeah. I'm really sorry."
Chen Yan looked at him twice. Gong Shao's apology was sincere. After all, he was his brother and he had admitted his mistake, so it was not appropriate for him to continue to hold on to it.
He sighed, his tone softening. "So what are you trying to do? Forcing me and my wife to go to such a remote place and cosplay as homeless people?"
Gong Huai: "After we leave the police station, let's talk in my car."
Twenty minutes later, the three of them left the police station and got into Gong Huai's car in an orderly manner.
Chen Yan folded his hands: "Tell me. Is it related to your Finn?"
Naomi also folded her hands: "General Gong, leniency will be shown to those who confess, severity will be shown to those who resist."
Gong Huai held the steering wheel and was silent for a moment: "Yes."
Chen Yan: "Sure enough! I knew it!"
Gong Huai: "Because we live together."
Inkstone: 0.0
Naomi: O.O.
Gong Huai: "He wants to go home, but I don't want him to go home. This is the situation. I'm sorry to cause you trouble."
Chen Yan: "Did you two have a fight?"
Naomi: "Did you two sleep?"
Gong Huai: “No.”
Chen Yan: "I don't believe it!"
Naomi: "I don't believe it either!"
Gong Huai gripped the steering wheel tighter and tighter. After all, he hadn't slept. What else could he say? In silence all the way, he finally got them home.
After sending the person off, Gong Huai turned the car around and headed home.
Gong Huai glanced at the time.
Yeah. Should be able to make it in time for dinner.
Gong Huai really didn't like eating alone. This little rabbit must have felt a bit lonely eating alone at home.
In anxiety, Gong Huai rushed back home as quickly as possible.
Little Rabbit Teeth was indeed eating.
But next to him... there was another person sitting.
A man wearing a Schiaparelli flamboyant black and gold suit, translucent chain sunglasses on his nose, and silver lip studs on his lips——
Evil old lady.
Lily.
Gong Huai's cold sweat broke out from the back of his neck and he felt his body was wet again.
Lily raised her head and waved at Gong Huai, smiling in a very kind and strange way:
"Grandson, you're finally back."
"Come, sit down. We're having a great time."
There was still some rice on the corner of Ning Zhiran's mouth. She slowly turned her head and looked at Gong Huai.
That look was so subtle, and his face said, "I've heard a lot of things, Gonggou-san."
Gong Huai's heart skipped a beat.
It's over.
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