Chapter 20 Feng Xingyun barely managed to suppress his emotions…
Feng Xingyun barely suppressed his emotional turmoil, leaning against the backrest with a dark gaze as he looked at him from the side, his complex emotions undisguised.
His phone vibrated, and he took it out of his pocket, glanced at it, and then...
Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, he said, "You're not quite what I thought you were."
Liu Duanhe didn't urge him to answer the previous question, but calmly looked straight ahead at the road conditions. "You can't see into someone's heart. How much can you really know just by looking at them from afar?"
He gave a strange laugh. "You're right. I apologize for my previous prejudice."
"What you think isn't that important; what you do is what matters most."
Feng Xingyun waved his phone. "Zhao Yi and the others asked me to thank you. They've all returned to school safely."
“Many people said that we didn’t get along, which must have had some impact and trouble on you.”
There was a traffic light ahead, and Liu Duanhe stopped the car to wait. He was a little surprised by Feng Xingyun's proactive analysis. When he woke up in the hospital, Liu Duanhe could tell that Feng Xingyun had a problem with him, but it had obviously disappeared in the past few days. He thought they would tacitly ignore the matter and keep quiet about it.
Liu Duanhe smiled gently, "After all, I'm not a hundred-yuan bill. It's normal for some people not to like me. I don't mind. However, I accept your apology. What I said just now was too much. I apologize to you as well. I hope you can accept it."
Feng Xingyun said calmly, "It's okay, I don't mind. My family can't stand my temper either, so it's only right that you scold me. After all, he's your friend's brother."
Liu Duanhe glanced at him and said gently, "It's not that I can't stand your temper, it's just that things haven't reached the point where you need to take action. Getting angry can damage your liver, so you might need to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor."
“I know you have a good heart, but you still need to control your emotions in your daily behavior. After all, you can’t always expect others to cater to you. Reducing emotional ups and downs is also good for your health.”
The black Bentley started up, and Feng Xingyun, still able to put himself in others' shoes, said, "Let's go to the apartment."
She continued, "So I try to avoid situations that require constant socializing. I don't want to accommodate others, nor do I want others to accommodate me."
Liu Duanhe smiled without any hesitation and said, "That's one way too. Maintaining a comfortable lifestyle is the most important thing. I'm just suggesting it; ultimately, it's up to you to decide."
He turned the steering wheel and entered the next road. Fortunately, there were relatively few cars on the road at the moment, otherwise Liu Duanhe would not have chosen to chat while driving.
Feng Xingyun turned his head to look at Liu Duanhe's profile as he drove intently. "If we had known each other in high school, we might have been friends back then."
He smiled and said, "It's not too late, it's not too late."
Feng Xingyun turned his head, his eyelashes drooping, and said noncommittally, "Hmm."
Liu Duanhe was lost in thought, and unconsciously began to ponder whether something bad had happened in high school because of his tone.
Liu Duanhe tightened his grip on the steering wheel and drove the car into the garage.
It was too late, and they didn't encounter anyone on their way up the elevator. Liu Duanhe found the detective he worked with most frequently in his phone's contact list and sent him his business request: to investigate Feng Xingyun's life from childhood to adulthood. In the end, Liu Duanhe's sense of morality wasn't that high. Since Feng Xingyun was his lover, he wanted to know everything about him.
These people who operate in the gray area are the most common tools used by wealthy families. In a society governed by law, most of what they can do is find mistresses for rich women or find dogs for children. Of course, sometimes they also get big jobs, like they are now.
I come into contact with people from all walks of life, so my sources of information are naturally abundant.
Liang Qi is still online and replied "Received" instantly.
As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, Liu Duanhe unlocked the door with his fingerprint, and the door opposite suddenly opened with a bang.
After seeing the person's face clearly, his expression froze.
Chen Xingdong was still dressed in his outdoor clothes, looking like he was about to leave, but his poor acting skills revealed that he had been planning this for a long time.
He exclaimed with exaggerated expression, "Xiao He, you actually live right across the street! What a coincidence!"
Feng Xingyun sneered first, "Coincidence? It's probably been planned for a long time."
Liu Duan and Ren Chen Xingdong were also nearing their limit. Previously, due to the good relationship between the Chen family and their family for generations, and the fact that the old man and the deceased old man of the Chen family were good friends and had grown up together, he had always turned a blind eye to the various things that Chen Xingdong did.
Chen Xingdong was handsome, with a pair of dark, watery eyes. He looked at Liu Duanhe with a hint of surprise and grievance, "Xiao He, is he your new friend?"
He had never seen this man with Liu Duanhe before. He was also quite good-looking. They even went back to Liu Duanhe's residence together at night. Chen Xingdong immediately became wary and showed the difference in their relationship with an intimate gesture. He glanced at Feng Xingyun with a slightly smug and defiant look.
Liu Duanhe interrupted Chen Xingdong before he could finish speaking, "Xiaodong, don't lie, it's too fake. Who told you I live here?"
It's terrible that a pursuer who wasn't properly dealt with has caught up with the current girlfriend. Liu Duanhe's good mood is about to be ruined by Chen Xingdong's sudden appearance.
Chen Xingdong pretended to be stupid and moved his wheelchair closer to Liu Duanhe. "Xiao He, you don't care about me anymore. My legs hurt so much."
Liu Duanhe sighed, "Chen Xingdong, don't make me ask you a second time, who told you my address?"
Chen Xingdong knew he couldn't play dumb anymore. Having grown up with Liu Duanhe, he knew him well enough that he would never ask a question a third time.
He said reluctantly, "Secretary Zhang told me. I gave him a Daytona Rolex."
Since everyone had already confessed, Chen Xingdong didn't even try to plead for Secretary Zhang, because it was completely useless. Once Liu Duanhe made a decision, it would never be swayed by anyone else.
Although his chief secretary was Secretary Wei, and all the other secretaries in the secretarial team liaised with Secretary Wei, Liu Duanhe basically remembered everyone he had met.
This kind of secretary who would betray his privacy for a watch worth about 300,000 yuan could also steal trade secrets for more money in the future. He might have done it before. Now that Secretary Wei has slept with him, he must thoroughly investigate tomorrow and make Secretary Zhang leave with a lawsuit on his back.
Liu Duanhe forwarded Secretary Wei's WeChat to Chen Xingdong, not wanting to say much more to him. "Send Secretary Wei the transaction records related to the watch purchase, as well as the evidence of bribing him, tomorrow, and take legal action."
Feng Xingyun was still surprised by Liu Duanhe's attitude; Liu Duanhe had never been so impolite and forceful before.
Hearing this, Chen Xingdong said worriedly, "If we sue him, what if he holds a grudge and retaliates against Xiao He?"
Feng Xingyun couldn't help but glance at him in surprise. He had seen people with bad hearts, but he had never seen anyone so cold-hearted. This person was fired and might even face legal trouble because he accepted his gifts and leaked his information, yet he could immediately switch perspectives and offer advice.
A classic example of crossing the river and then dismantling the bridge, or killing the donkey after it has done its work.
Liu Duanhe remained unmoved. "If he hasn't crossed the legal line, then naturally there won't be any excessive punishment. It's just that he brought it on himself. As for whether he will retaliate against me, my bodyguards aren't just sitting idly by."
The current public security is much better than before. When he was five or six years old, surveillance was not so widespread, and it was difficult to arrest people. He was almost kidnapped.
His grandfather and father had even more harrowing experiences. Decades ago, when they went on a business trip to Hong Kong, someone even had a gun pointed at their head. As long as you live in this world, it's inevitable to make enemies. Even if you don't actively provoke others, you'll still offend people or attract ill-intentioned people when your interests are involved.
Going to university does have many inconveniences. For example, you can't bring bodyguards anywhere. Bringing a group of bodyguards to class not only attracts attention but also gives people a bad impression.
Chen Xingdong opened his mouth and said, "Okay, I know Xiao He has his own plans."
He addressed him so affectionately. After hearing this, Liu Duanhe glanced at Feng Xingyun out of the corner of his eye. His lips curled into a straight line, and he crossed his arms without saying a word.
Chen Xingdong's every sentence seemed to imply that he and Liu Duanhe had known each other for many years and had an extraordinary relationship.
Feng Xingyun was annoyed. Ever since he witnessed Chen Xingdong confessing his feelings to Liu Duanhe in the crowd, he had disliked him. He thought Chen Xingdong was a fake person who put on a good act. But because he was in the same major and class as Liu Duanhe, he had frequently encountered scenes of people cheering after Chen Xingdong made his advances over the past year.
Liu Duanhe always refused, but he always spoke gently and politely. They could even talk and chat as if nothing had happened when they met.
Feng Xingyun knew he couldn't do it. To refuse was to cut off all hope, not even to be friends, and to have no contact whatsoever. That was the most thorough way.
His lips were downturned, and he crossed his arms, displaying a clearly aggressive and disdainful expression.
Liu Duanhe withdrew his gaze and pondered for a moment before making a decision in an instant, "Chen Xingdong, don't call me so intimately. I think you still remember what I said when I rejected you before, so I won't repeat it."
He pulled away Feng Xingyun's arm, which was wrapped around his arm, and said, "Now that we're together, if you're jealous, it's better to tell him about our relationship openly."
Liu Duanhe suppressed her resistance, hypnotizing herself to wash her hands when she got back, and raised her hand to hold Feng Xingyun's hand, saying to Chen Xingdong, "This is my boyfriend. Please don't do these things that bother me anymore."
Feng Xingyun was completely frozen in place when Liu Duanhe actually took his hand.
Aside from the time he took Liu Duanhe to the hospital, this was the first time he and Liu Duanhe had been intimately pressed skin to skin, with no barriers between them.
The world suddenly became very quiet, and Liu Duanhe's words, once they entered my mind, were completely untranslatable.
All I could hear was my heartbeat.
Fortunately, he always maintained a neutral expression, without any sudden change in demeanor that could ruin the situation.
Chen Xingdong's expression was completely different; it was extremely unpleasant.
He forced a smile and said, "How could that be? Xiao He, you're lying to me, right? I've never heard of such a person before, and suddenly she has a boyfriend."
At this point, Chen Xingdong had a sudden inspiration and seized on the loophole, "There isn't a single unfounded rumor or trace. Xiao He, you wouldn't be using a scapegoat to deceive me, would you?"
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