Daddy was abused and cried after the divorce

"Huh? Not in good health? It doesn't look like it." Duan Qianhao frowned.

"But how do you know he's not in good health?" Duan Qianhao looked at Xi Peijue anxiously.

How does he know?

Of course someone had told him!
Thinking of what Jian Muyu said to herself that day, the pressure on Xi Peijue's body dropped a little.

He raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, then stuffed the empty glass into Duan Qianhao's hand.

"The project is almost finished, and the next thing is up to you." Ever since meeting Jian Muyu, Xi Peijue has never been in a good mood.

After saying something coldly, he turned around and left.

"Hey, why did you let me finish your work?" Duan Qianhao still wanted to stop it.

But Xi Peijue had already left without looking back.

Duan Qianhao: "..."

What a bad friend!
After finally getting off work, I have to work overtime for him!

Duan Qianhao shook his head, resigned to his fate and went to finish.

After half an hour.

Pei Yichen received a message from the waiter.

"It's done, room number 809."

After Pei Yichen received the news, he immediately called Jian Muyu.

"Everything has been arranged, the room is 809, and the room code is 5768."

"Okay, I understand." Jian Muyu replied.

"I wish you success this time!"

"Okay, I will thank you very much after it is done."

"Then I can wait." Pei Yichen smiled.

"Ok!"

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Jian Muyu put on a mask and hat and entered the hotel.

He lowered his head along the way, trying not to let the surveillance camera take pictures of him.

809.

After Jian Muyu confirmed the room number, she entered the password.

There was no light in the room, and we could only see with the moonlight shining in from the window.

Dimly, Jian Muyu saw a tall figure vaguely lying on the big bed.

"Xi Peijue?" Jian Muyu called out, but the voice did not respond.

It seems that he is already quite drunk.

Jian Muyu then walked over slowly.

Looking at the back figure on the bed, he took a deep breath.

Jian Muyu, you did this for Xiao Zhan!
Don't have any psychological burden.

After all, if you really want to pursue it, Xi Peijue lied to you first!

After reassuring herself, Jian Muyu took off the coat she was wearing.

Then he lifted the quilt and lay down.

Because someone was approaching, the person on the bed turned around instinctively, and skillfully hugged him into his arms with his big hands.

"Mengmeng, your perfume today...is different..." the man murmured.

dream?

When Jian Muyu heard this voice, her body froze suddenly.

This voice is not Xi Peijue's at all!

Jian Muyu immediately pushed away the person beside him, and rolled off the bed neatly.

Quickly opened the head of the bed.

The person on the bed couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his eyes because of the sudden light.

But Jian Muyu still recognized that face!

It's Duan Qianhao!

Xi Peijue's best friend!

Why is he the one lying here?
Where is Xi Peijue from?
Jian Muyu stood there blankly.

"Mengmeng, the light is too dazzling, turn it down a little..." Duan Qianhao on the bed obviously didn't realize what happened.

He propped himself up from the bed and sat up.

However, the moment he looked over, Jian Muyu had sharp eyes and quick hands, and directly gave him a hand blade.

The opponent's body fell down again...

woohoo...

Jian Muyu let out a long sigh of relief.

Something big almost happened!
Then he picked up the coat on the ground and left the room in a hurry.

Outside the hotel, Pei Yichen was waiting in the car.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, the co-pilot's door was pulled open.

Turning his head, he saw that it was Jian Muyu.

"Ah? It's over again? This time it's faster than last time." Pei Yichen looked surprised.

Jian Muyu: "..."

"Pei Yichen, are you playing with me?" Jian Muyu glared at Pei Yichen angrily.

"Do I dare? With your nine-dan black belt, I have the heart but not the guts."

"Besides, Xi Peijue is so fast, you can't blame me." Pei Yichen ran the train with his mouth full.

Jian Muyu: "..."

"What Xi Peijue, do you know who is lying on the bed? It's Duan Qianhao!"

"If I hadn't discovered something was wrong just in time, I would have been killed by you!" Jian Muyu gritted his teeth.

"What? Duan Qianhao?! Why are you in the room?" Pei Yichen was also shocked.

"I want to ask you too!!!" Jian Muyu hadn't recovered from the shock just now.

Pei Yichen: "..."

"I really didn't do this. Could it be that the waiter got the wrong person?"

"I just saw Xi Peijue was with Duan Qianhao in the banquet hall." Pei Yichen lowered his eyes and thought for a while.

"Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about it, get out of here!" Thinking that she almost fell asleep with Duan Qianhao just now, Jian Muyu broke out in a cold sweat.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you away right away." When things went wrong, Pei Yichen naturally obeyed.

Hastily drove away.

……

the next morning.

When Duan Qianhao woke up, he only felt a severe pain in the back of his neck.

He raised his hand and rubbed his neck, his eyes were a little more confused.

Last night, he seemed to have a dream.

dreamed of a beautiful woman

And that beauty is quite violent.

Hit him directly with a palm.

It's just a pity that I didn't see her appearance clearly.

Duan Qianhao staggered out of bed, but accidentally stepped on something.

Looking down, it seems to be an ID card.

Duan Qianhao bent down and picked it up.

When he saw the name and photo above, his eyes almost popped out.

What the hell!

How is this going? !
Why is her ID card here? !
Wasn't last night a dream? !
Then she...

Duan Qianhao's face turned pale, and he took out his mobile phone and dialed a certain number.

"Do you know that it's very rude to disturb someone's dream early in the morning." An extremely charming voice came from the phone.

The owner of that voice should have not woken up yet, and there was a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

It just sounds more and more seductive.

"Guo Nanmeng, check someone for me!" Duan Qianhao didn't have the heart to listen to this right now.

"Do you know the rules of my business?" After a moment of silence on the other side, a lazy voice sounded.

But it was obviously much more sober than just now.

"I know, you can set the price!" Duan Qianhao said eagerly.

"I don't want money to do business with you." Guo Nanmeng whispered.

"Then what do you want?" Duan Qianhao asked subconsciously.

"What do you think?" Guo Nanmeng raised his voice at the end.

With a natural charm.

Duan Qianhao's expression froze suddenly, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"You know what I want." Guo Nanmeng's voice came from the phone again.

A trace of hesitation appeared on Duan Qianhao's face.