Chapter 154 It’s Better to Kill Him
Lin Mo paused and said truthfully, "It seems he didn't... didn't go back. After work, he went to his senior's place with Miss Wen."
After he finished speaking, a chill hit him in the face.
Lin Mo's heart trembled.
After a while, he mustered up the courage to ask, "Boss, did you make your wife angry in some way? Do you want me to order a gift for her..."
The dark figure seemed to move.
Lin Mo didn't get a response this time, and soon Han Xi came out with his coat.
When passing by Lin Mo, Lin Mo subconsciously stepped back to make room for the passage, but was still frightened by the strong smell of smoke on him and couldn't help frowning.
He has been with the boss for more than six years and rarely sees him smoking.
It seems that there is a real conflict between him and his wife this time, otherwise he would not have locked himself in the office for the whole afternoon.
Seeing Han Xi enter the elevator, Lin Mo quickly grabbed his clothes and followed.
"Boss, does Mr. Lu need me to turn him down, or...he said he's already severely punished Lu Jie, and he hopes you won't hold it against the kid."
child?
Oh.
Han Xi raised his lips in a faint sneer, "Tell Lu Pei that if he can get Lu Jie to come to my house and call me Second Uncle according to seniority, I can let go of the younger generation. Otherwise..."
His brows sank, and the smile in his eyes was cold to the bone.
Lu Pei's mother is the eldest daughter of Han Xi's father's cousin, so Han Xi is indeed Lu Jie's elder.
Lin Mo's mouth twitched, and Lu Jie shouted...it would be better to kill him.
The black Maybach quickly drove out of the Han’s basement and headed towards the street next to it.
At that time, it was Zhou Yufan’s home in Guanlan Court.
After Wen Yang had cried enough, Zhou Yufan sat down and brought out a table of food.
Fang Li touched Wen Yang's head and said softly, "Does crying make you feel better?"
Wen Yang sniffed, raised her red eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "Well, much better. Lao Zhou, I don't want to stay in a hotel anymore. Can you take me in for two nights?"
Zhou Yufan, who was setting the tableware, tilted his head and said, "...How dare I say no?"
"What do you think?!" Wen Yang deliberately made a fierce expression.
Zhou Yufan pursed his lips and chuckled: "Okay, you can stay here as long as you want."
"Old Zhou." The fierce expression on Wen Yang's face instantly turned into one of emotion. She stood up, ran over, and gave him a big hug: "I will remember you forever."
"........" Zhou Yufan's mouth twitched. Why did these words sound so unkind?
Also, was this still the Wen Yang he knew? He'd been slaying Buddhas and demons over the years, never fearing anything, so how could he become so insecure?
Zhou Yufan pushed her away with a look of disdain, set the last pair of chopsticks in place, and pushed her into the chair next to him. He said indifferently, "Eat."
Fang Li also came over, and the three of them sat down at the dining table.
"These are the only dishes left in the refrigerator. You guys just have to make do with what you have." Zhou Yufan took a bowl to help them serve rice and handed it to Fang Li first.
Fang Li took it, holding her chopsticks and looking at the several delicious side dishes, she said: "Senior's cooking skills are not even close to being a makeshift job, you don't know how much we have missed your cooking over the years!"
Wen Yang did the same. He picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork tenderloin with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He squinted his eyes in satisfaction and chewed it for a few times before saying, "Old Zhou, if your cooking skills are still as good as before, you would definitely be able to open a restaurant business if you didn't become a screenwriter."
Zhou Yufan glanced at them both speechlessly, "Eat quickly, each of you. I really owe you this in my past life."
Fang Li and Wen Yang looked at each other and laughed.
"You're not willing to be praised."
"Senior, can you teach me how to cook someday?"
Zhou Yufan curled his lips and ignored everyone.
After eating for a while, Zhou Yufan was the first to put down his chopsticks and looked at Fang Li. "She's recovered now. What about you? Isn't it time to talk?"
"......" Fang Li suddenly bit the chopsticks, her cold eyes flashing with light as she looked at Zhou Yufan.
Wen Yang, who was standing next to them, also looked at the two of them in surprise. "What are you talking about? Li Zi, is there something wrong with you?"
Zhou Yufan saw the gloom in Fang Li's eyes, frowned slightly, moved his lips, and whispered, "Is it because of what happened last night? Did Han Xi get angry with you?"
Wen Yang was stunned and looked at Fang Li in confusion: "Last night? What happened last night?"
Zhou Yufan rolled his eyes at her speechlessly.
Wen Yang realized instantly that she seemed to be quite drunk last night and must have missed something.
She pursed her lips, smiled awkwardly, and looked at Fang Li eagerly.
"......Yeah." Fang Li nodded slowly.
Zhou Yufan's brows furrowed, and he looked at Fang Li and said, "No wonder you two were acting strangely today. Did he get rough with you? What's wrong with your neck?"
When the neck was mentioned, Wen Yang threw down his chopsticks, stood up, and pulled open Fang Li's half-high collar to check.
There was a Band-Aid on it, and she frowned and peeled it off.
When Fang Li reacted and reached out to press it, it was too late.
The two rows of shallow imprints were already exposed to the air, and for a moment you could hear a pin drop in the house. The faint anger on Zhou Yufan and Wen Yang's faces instantly turned into embarrassment.
"this........"
Wen Yang looked at Zhou Yufan helplessly.
Zhou Yufan touched his nose and turned away.
Fang Li quickly slapped her hand away and pulled up her collar. "Actually, I understand why he's so angry. I just... I just can't accept that he just... without saying a word..."
By the end of her conversation, Fang Li's ears were red as she held her chopsticks.
"Ahem..." Zhou Yufan cleared his throat, picked up the water cup beside him and took a sip. He said, "I understand. After all, it was Lu Jie who provoked him first. Any man would have resisted."
"Lu Jie? Young Master Lu is here too?" Wen Yang asked stupidly.
Zhou Yufan looked at her: "......"
Fang Li didn't want to say anything to her.
Wen Yang laughed dryly, licked his lips, and lowered his voice: "How did he provoke President Han? Could it be that he..."
Neither of them spoke.
Wen Yang's eyes sparkled, and a smile of understanding gradually appeared on his face: "No wonder. Mr. Han didn't beat Mr. Lu to death last night?!"
"Almost." Zhou Yufan said lightly.
Wen Yang: "Are they really fighting? Oh my god, why am I so drunk? This is the decisive battle of the century, a rare grand scene!"
If a man like Han Xi, who was obviously extremely possessive, was provoked by Lu Jie, it would be strange if Lu Jie didn't suffer!
Thinking of what happened last night, Wen Yang couldn't help but look at Fang Li, his eyes as if he wanted to see through her clothes and into her body.
Wen Yang looked at her with great interest, and Fang Li felt creepy when she looked at her.
"Knock."
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
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