Chapter 113 I Don’t Like This Person
Xuanzhe didn't feel insulted, but he couldn't imagine what kind of hatred was worth Li Junshan pinning someone to the ground and beating him.
Until he saw Yang Lian holding his lower abdomen and trying to stand up straight.
Wen Shuang's expression froze. Seeing the crowd in front of him, he thought the person who had conflicted with others was Li Junshan, but unexpectedly it was Yang Lian.
"How's it going?" Wen Shuang trotted over to help support the man and checked Yang Lian from head to toe. When she was done, she turned around and saw Li Junshan was still beating him up. Lei Wenxu, who was standing next to him, had gone from standing straight to leaning on the table with his arms folded, and even said to Yu Feng, "It seems Junshan's years of Muay Thai training were not in vain."
Wen Shuang: “…”
"Stop fighting!" Wen Shuang's voice was not loud, but her tone was unusually serious. Usually, President Xuan would be a little frightened at this time. The others fell silent at the same time. Lei Wenxu felt inexplicably guilty when Wen Shuang looked at him. He coughed twice and stepped forward to stop Li Junshan. He understood what Wen Shuang meant and said hurriedly, "Alright, the rest of the brothers will help you. Take Yang Lian to the hospital first. What if we delay the diagnosis and treatment?"
This reminded Li Junshan. He was a little carried away. Before coming here, he sent teasing messages to Yang Lian. Seeing the young man send back a noisy text message, he felt proud and thought that when they met, he would find an empty room and kiss the door panel. But when he entered the hall, he saw such a scene. The person he held in his palm and coaxed carefully was bullied by Li Chaoqin, who was ignorant of his own life. His rationality was quickly triggered, and after the explosion, Li Junshan didn't care about anything. Only when he saw Li Chaoqin's blood could he feel a little better.
"Come." Li Junshan threw the half-dead Li Chaoqin aside and turned to take Yang Lian from Zhou Qing's arms. He tried to take two steps. The young man seemed to be in great pain and didn't care about anything else. Li Junshan picked him up and strode out.
It was true that Yang Lian's family had fallen on hard times, but after all, he was a young master raised with great wealth, and he had suffered mostly mental torture. It was no exaggeration to say that this was the first time he had suffered physical pain, and it was quite unbearable.
Seeing that Li Junshan was so nervous about Yang Lian, Zhou Qing felt relieved for no reason.
"How about you?" Wen Shuang's eyes were like torches as she looked at Zhou Qing again, "Are you hurt?"
Zhou Qing felt warm in his heart and shook his head: "I'm fine."
Wen Shuang then looked at Li Chaoqin who was helped up by the bodyguard. The other party had regained some consciousness, his face was full of shame and anger, and he was interrupted by Wen Shuang when he was about to say something.
"Xuanzhe." Wen Shuang's voice was soft, and it was impossible to tell whether she was happy or angry.
President Xuan, who was revered by everyone as a god, took two steps forward, his expression obedient, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wen Shuang frowned at Li Chaoqin and said, "I don't like this person."
Xuanzhe: "Simple, I'll send him away, and you won't see him at any banquets related to Quan Yi from now on."
Anyone who understood what kind of expulsion this was would understand. Everyone immediately looked at Li Chaoqin with sympathy. They had no impression that President Xuan had ever suppressed someone like this in public. Seeing how Li Junshan beat him to death, it was obvious that this matter was not over. Li Chaoqin and their entire lineage would be in dire straits.
Li Chaoqin was stunned. "Mr. Xuan"
Xuanzhe said without further ado: "Take him out."
Cao Nanyu waved his hand, and dozens of bodyguards rushed in, covered Li Chaoqin's mouth, and dragged him away.
Xuanzhe was amazed and looked at Lei Wenxu with a sneer that only they could understand: "Young Master Li also has his moments of rage for his beloved."
Lei Wenxu: "Children, they always have to grow up." He paused subtly and said: "You are worthy of being Wen Shuang's assistant. Thank you very much for giving Junshan this opportunity."
Wen Shuang didn't understand the last sentence at all, but she saw Xuanzhe nodded. After Lei Wenxu left, she immediately pestered Xuanzhe: "What does Mr. Lei mean?"
Xuanzhe didn't want to hide it from Wen Shuang, but he wasn't sure how hurtful this statement would be to him, so he explained it in a roundabout way: "Boss Lei and I were drunk at a dinner party one time and we discussed what kind of person Young Master Li would find. He's been with both men and women, and we, ahem...we thought he would find a boyfriend."
Wen Shuang was still out of state: "Ah, then what?"
Xuanzhe suggested: "Just find a husband." Who knew that he found a wife, and she was Wen Shuang's assistant.
Wen Shuang paused and suddenly realized, oh, Lei Wenxu said he was below, so Assistant Yang Lian was also below, and they were of the same lineage, giving Li Junshan the opportunity to be her husband.
Grab the bamboo shoots!
Zhou Qing looked unhappy, but fortunately everything had been arranged. Wen Shuang invited him to stay and have a bite to eat, and then asked someone to drive him back.
Wen Shuang thought Zhou Qing would refuse, but who knew he actually agreed.
Zhou Qing felt that he was not a celebrity and was unwilling to force himself to fit in, so he asked Wen Shuang to prepare a small room for him. This was not a problem. Wen Shuang gave Zhou Qing the key and asked the waiter to lead him there. When going upstairs, Zhou Qing held the handrail and his posture was still calm, but for some reason, he almost missed the last step.
Wen Shuang was perceptive and frowned slightly when she saw this.
Everyone was praising the beauty of the irises on the table. Yu Ze picked up one and looked at it carefully. The craftsmanship was indeed good. To be able to grow irises with lush leaves and abundant flowers in this season, apart from anything else, it must have taken a lot of thought.
Yu Ze couldn't help but think of his recent contact with Zhou Qing.
Five minutes ago, Li Junshan was busy beating people, and everyone's attention was on them. Yu Ze originally watched Wen Shuang and others come down and planned to have some fun at close range, but Zhou Qing suddenly lost his balance and staggered two steps. Yu Ze didn't know what he was thinking, so he just helped him gently. His waist was very thin, he thought, and very soft.
Then Zhou Qing turned his head slightly and said "thank you".
Yu Ze clearly saw the inconspicuous little mole on the tip of his nose. The color was very light, but it made the skin underneath look particularly white.
She can be considered a beauty, Yu Ze thought. After all, people like him have long been aesthetically fatigued. He can crush the general public by looking at himself in the mirror. It is really not easy to remember a face.
Of course, just take a look, Yu Ze didn’t take it to heart.
Xuanzhe went to work, and Wen Shuang sat at the dining table to eat. He had been hungry for a long time. As expected of the specially invited chef, his cooking skills were extraordinary! Especially this plate of chicken wings, which was said to be a secret recipe of ancient times. First, the sauce was applied to the surface to ferment, and then it was marinated for a period of time and then baked. There was no sour smell, but a rich taste. After Wen Shuang finished one plate, the waiter brought another one.
"Are you a pig?" The waiter jeered jokingly and almost threw the plate over. The kitchen manager had just reminded him again and again that he must take good care of Mr. Wen and do his best to meet his requirements. He couldn't imagine that President Xuan was so partial to him, and who else could be so blind.
That is naturally Tang Weisheng.
"Coming!" Wen Shuang said without even looking up: "Together."
Tang Weisheng would never admit that watching Wen Shuang eat could increase one's appetite. He snorted and sat opposite the young man, put on gloves and picked up a chicken wing. Xuan Zhe saw it while he was talking to someone, and immediately ordered Cao Nanyu who was standing beside him.
Assistant Cao: “…” His ancestor was promoted from one to two. In fact, he was very willing to serve Wen Shuang, but he was a little afraid of Tang Weisheng because he was too difficult to serve.
The champagne in Tang Weisheng's hand was replaced with juice. He turned his head away, with murderous intent hidden in his eyes.
Cao Nanyu steadied himself and explained patiently: "Please spare me, young master. President Xuan saw you and he won't allow it." The doctor listed smoking and drinking as the key things to quit, and Xuan Zhe remembered it clearly.
Tang Weisheng looked up and Xuanzhe nodded.
No one can fight against the ceiling, let alone someone who admires his brother very much.
"Annoying!" Tang Weisheng said unhappy, but actually he took a sip of the juice, as if to cool down his anger.
Wen Shuang was already accustomed to his duplicity. She glanced at Tang Weisheng's clothes and thought, "Well, he's learned his lesson. He should wear a sweater this time."
How dare Tang Weisheng not wear it? It would be embarrassing enough to go upstairs and change.
"Will the conversation with Li take another hour?" Wen Shuang asked.
Tang Weisheng: "Can you hurry up? What? I need to find him."
Wen Shuang said nothing. She pulled out a folded flyer from her pocket and handed it forward. Tang Weisheng took it with a suspicious look, opened it, glanced at it, and threw it back on the table. "Tell Tan Li when you come that I'm not going!"
A new amusement park has recently opened. In addition to complete facilities, it also has an ice sculpture exhibition, which Wen Shuang is quite interested in.
Tang Weisheng was always ruthless when he refused, but he couldn't let him go, nor could he panic. Wen Shuang patiently turned the flyer over, pointed at a large doll on it, and asked softly, "Are you sure?"
That was SpongeBob SquarePants with a bright smile and waving.
Tang Weisheng: “…”
Wen Shuang understood: "Forget it." At the same time, she was counting down in her mind.
Less than half a minute later, Tang Weisheng impatiently asked, "When?"
Wen Shuang chuckled: "Tomorrow!"
One-third of the annual meeting was in progress when Tan Li and Li Junshan came in at the same time. The two were still chatting. Yang Lian was not there. He had already sent a message to Wen Shuang, saying that there was slight bleeding under his ribs. The doctor wanted him to be hospitalized for observation for one night. Li Junshan naturally would not let him come back. Yang Lian had no choice but to ask for leave. Wen Shuang asked him to stay as many days as he could.
"Let's go to the amusement park!" Tan Li, worthy of being a member of the Sand Sculpture Group, immediately became interested upon hearing this. "There's a roller coaster, right? That's a really thrilling one!"
Wen Shuang: "Isn't it exciting enough to hang in the air for five seconds and then dive vertically?"
Tan Li: "Exciting! I'm going!" After saying that, he felt something was wrong and pulled Tang Weisheng into his arms, "Let's go!"
Yu Ze was sitting not far away drinking alone. Wen Shuang suddenly had an idea and poked the system. A small ball of light immediately flew out and obviously established a connection with Wen Shuang. The little ball had a bulging mouth, probably eating chicken wings as well. He asked vaguely, "What's wrong?"
Wen Shuang said she was going to the bathroom, and then asked the system on the way: "Is Yu Ze's current depravity value at the passing line?"
"Not yet. His destructive attributes are still quite severe." The system somewhat understood Wen Shuang's meaning and continued, "But don't be afraid. The entire world's luck is now on your side. The ceiling is also there. Tang Weisheng, the number one villain, didn't succeed, so he has no chance either."
"Yeah," Wen Shuang replied. Suddenly, she felt a dark shadow loom over her. Before she could react, she bumped into someone. The man was a burly figure, frowning fiercely, clearly unhappy. But when he saw Wen Shuang, he quickly calmed down and seemed to have other plans in mind. Wen Shuang ignored him, said "sorry," and went to the bathroom. Thinking about the man's face again, she felt it was very familiar. "I seem to have seen him somewhere."
The system pulled up the database. "Ah, there's a record of him. He's also a cannon fodder NPC. He's Yu Ze's older brother, Yu Fang. He's the stepping stone that accelerates the villain's darkening and steadily advances his cause of revenge against all of humanity."
Wen Shuang: “…” What you described is so horrifying.
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