Chapter 1013 Added a fake WeChat
The weather is cold.
The Scorpion Boss's heart is even colder.
It was early in the morning and I couldn't sleep thinking about what happened during the day, so I called my brothers from Poison Scorpion to roast sweet potatoes at the door.
Everyone gathered together to give Bian Zhi advice.
Bian Zhi was dangling in the hanging basket with a look of despair on his face.
Wan Qian came along to join in the fun and asked Bian Zhi, "You said you came back to pursue him. What did Zhou Suihuai say?"
I get a heart attack whenever I think of Bian Zhi.
He crossed his legs, sat up, and put on a black face in front of everyone.
Poison Scorpion: “…”
Wan Qian: “…”
Bian Zhi lay back down in a sullen mood, looking at the starry sky. "What do you think? Is there no hope for me?"
Gu Yan sighed speechlessly, "Boss, you're too bad at talking. I saw your attitude was softening a bit, didn't I tell you to watch your hands? How come after just a few moves, your attitude is getting irritating again?"
Bian Zhi was helpless, "I was too impatient."
To put it bluntly, I want it too much.
She wanted Zhou Suihuai so much.
She sends 800 messages a day, and no one responds. Doesn't she have to start overthinking things? She feels like she has no chance, so she has to speak up for her child. Even their parents are at home, so how can she remain calm?
Wouldn’t your heart be in turmoil?
Wan Qian threw a peanut into her mouth and pointed at Jiang Shan, "Besides, why are you mentioning new people? We should just pursue them properly. Why are you talking about all this nonsense? It seems like you are leaving yourself a way out."
Bian Zhi was also depressed, covering his face. "After I said it myself, I also felt that something was wrong. I said it with a brave face. So what should I do now? I can't just leave it like this, right?"
Bian Zhi felt that he was already dead.
When Zhou Suihuai left, his eyes were cold. He glanced at her and sneered, "Boss Poison Scorpion is so powerful, why are you chasing me?"
She is depressed!
What? Does this mean you won’t pursue me anymore?
The Scorpions are a bunch of guys who make a living with their fists and can't come up with any constructive suggestions.
Wan Qian has recently fallen in love with a scorpion kid and is so engrossed in teasing him that she has no time to pay attention to her at all.
Bian Zhi swung depressedly on the swing, looking at the light coming from Zhou Suihuai's room across the street. Suddenly, he made up his mind and turned his head to ask everyone, "What do you think? If I take advantage of the middle of the night when no one is around and kill him, and do this or that to him, will Zhou Suihuai give in?"
The Scorpion Man thought about it, and considering Zhou Suihuai's recent attitude, he came to the conclusion, "He might break off relations with you."
Bian Zhi wrinkled his nose and looked at Wan Qian.
Wan Qian uttered an "Ah?" and raised her head, thinking for a few seconds before saying to Bian Zhi, "It's hard to say what will happen to him. Zhou Guotao will definitely set up a cordon around the Zhou family home, with four characters written on the door: Poison Scorpion and Bian Zhi. No Entering."
Bian Zhi: “…”
Poison Scorpion: “…”
Bian Zhi sighed deeply. Wan Qian was so disappointed that she sat facing Bian Zhi and said to him, "Master, you are the boss of the Poison Scorpion, but I am also a fair and tender girl, right?"
Bian Zhi looked at her, "Then?"
"Then, don't always think about pouncing on others. With my face, you have to hook up with others and wait for them to pounce on me. The one who says he loves you first loses first. You can't just think about winning someone over right now. You have to do it for the long haul. Do you understand?"
Bian Zhi listened and felt that the possibility of Zhou Suihuai attacking her alive was a little small. She asked doubtfully, "How do I do it?"
Wan Qian sighed, "We're girls. We can't lift anything, and it's normal for us to need help when something happens at home alone. Besides, it's harmless to act a little pitiful, right? Occasionally, wearing something pretty and flirting is fun and romantic, right? You have to always remember that we're women, women who would attract men if we walked down the street. Don't force yourself on everything, and forget about your venomous scorpion-like toughness for a while."
Bian Zhi pondered over these words, somewhat understanding them but not quite.
She lay back down, swung a few times on the swing, pondered for more than an hour, took out her cell phone from her pocket, and opened Zhou Suihuai's WeChat.
…
When Wan Qian had enough fun, Bian Zhi had already fallen asleep, with her cell phone hanging on the swing, about to fall.
She was just thinking about this when her cell phone really fell down. She sighed. In a way, Bian Zhi was like a child who had no ability to take care of himself.
She bent down and picked up the phone from the ground.
Took a look.
Bian Zhi scrolled through the page where he sent messages to Zhou Suihuai for several pages, but the person on the other end did not reply.
The last few were just posted.
[Zhou Suihuai, would you like to come across and try some roasted sweet potatoes? I'll roast one for you myself. It's super sweet.]
Half an hour.
No reply.
Bian Zhi came up with another question, "Grill something else, that's fine too. What do you want to eat?"
Another half hour.
No reply.
Bian Zhi sent another message, "Say hello, or I'll think I added a fake WeChat account. Zhou Suihuai, tell me, did you give me a fake WeChat account?"
Wan Qian remembered what Bian Zhi had just muttered: Could it be some WeChat number for external business?
Wan Qian laughed uncontrollably, then she stood up, blew into her palms, and looked at the still lit window opposite.
Standing at the bottom of Zhou Suihuai's window, he raised his head and shouted upwards with Gu Yan, "Zhou Suihuai! Zhou Suihuai!"
Zhou Suihuai was looking at the message sent to her by the fool. Just as she was about to put it down, she heard someone shouting downstairs. He walked over and opened the window.
Wan Qian and Gu Yan were downstairs. Zhou Suihuai turned his gaze away without any patience and started to walk inside.
Wan Qian called the person out, no longer anxious. She turned her gaze and said to Gu Yan beside her: "It's the middle of the night. You have a stomachache and need to take medicine, right?"
The figure upstairs flickered for a moment, and when he looked up, he could see the corner of his clothes.
Gu Yan: "That's right, blame me, my stomach is not good, why eat roasted sweet potatoes."
Wan Qian: "Well, there's no stomach medicine at home, but it's not the end. How about just bear with it? It will pass if you bear with it, right?"
Gu Yan smiled and coughed twice, "I think so. I shouldn't die. I've been through this before."
Wan Qian: "Ah," she raised her head, unable to see Zhou Suihuai's face, staring at the piece of clothing that hadn't moved away, "Okay, forget it, don't bother Young Master Zhou. It's so late, it can't be a stomach ulcer anyway, right? As long as it's not a stomach ulcer or gastric bleeding, he should be able to hold on until tomorrow."
Gu Yan: "Well, our boss has an iron stomach!"
The two of them deliberately made noises as if they were leaving.
The corner of clothes moved downstairs, and Wan Qian and Gu Yan heard someone upstairs shouting, "Hey."
Wan Qian was the best at pretending to be well behaved. When she saw Zhou Suihuai coming out, she exaggeratedly widened her eyes and said apologetically, "Master Zhou, did we disturb you? Sorry, we'll leave right away."
Zhou Suihuai looked at the people downstairs with serious eyes, and glanced at the swing set in the pavilion opposite.
There was a person lying there, not moving for a long time.
Zhou Suihuai's eyes moved, and he said to Wan Qian, "Wait."
Wan Qian took advantage of the situation and acted innocently, "Ah, I hope I won't bother you, Master Zhou?"
No one knew her, Zhou Suihuai had already walked in.
Logically speaking, Zhou Suihuai shouldn't be able to talk to others. The bloody setting of killing the father and keeping the son could only be thought up by someone as stubborn as Bian Zhi. But she had stomachache before, and she had lost a lot of weight when she came back this time.
All those who gained weight along with him lost weight together.
Zhou Suihuai took the stomach medicine from the cabinet and threw it down. After Gu Yan took it, Wan Qian leaned over to take a look. She said, "Oh—" and looked up at Zhou Suihuai with a smile. "You two, young couple, are taking the same medicine for stomachache, and it's the latest version. Master Zhou has a bad stomach too?"
"Okay, then we'll go back. Thank you." Wan Qian knew too well that men don't like to be long-winded. If they talk too much, it will seem deliberate.
Know when to quit.
As she walked, she discussed the medicine with Gu Yan, "How many should I take at a time? Five, it won't kill me, right?"
Zhou Suihuai watched Gu Yan squint his eyes and couldn't see the instructions on the outer casing clearly. He frowned but didn't wait to speak.
Then he heard Gu Yan say, "You can't die, our boss has an iron stomach!"
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