A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

In the distance, Fu Ran got up drunkenly and rubbed his eyes.

He remembered that he was grabbed by several e-sports players whom he didn't know at all, and they greeted fans live for a long time.

Seeing that they were afraid to drink and wanted to hear him sing while drunk, he took the initiative to drink several glasses of champagne and sang a few songs to the group.

Then, he wanted to find Cheng Jianwei, so he came to this box.

Sister Yinong asked him to help with the drinking. Isn't this simple? After he drank a glass of high-altitude foreign wine, he still couldn't find Cheng Jianwei.

Fu Ran narrowed his eyes and looked around the box.

He is Cheng Jianwei's flower protector, but it seems that Brother CC will not come today.

Soon, Fu Ran saw Cheng Jianwei surrounded by everyone...

And crowning.

Ahhhhh, how dare Feng Mian put his arm around Cheng Jianwei's shoulders!

By the way, there were e-sports players live broadcasting in that box, but not here. How dare this cunning old scumbag harass his sister in front of him?

Fu Ran was angry from his heart and evil from his courage. He stood up and staggered to Cheng Jianwei and Wen Xia.

"Crown!"

Fu Ran's face was gloomy, his cheeks still flushed with a drunken blush, and he called Wen Xia angrily.

Wen Xia raised his head in confusion: "Fu Ran? Find Mr. Feng -"

Before he could finish speaking, a fist as big as a sandbag had already hit him!

"Feng Mian, you scumbag, let go of Cheng Jianwei!"

Fu Ran spoke plausibly, and his drunken brain automatically ignored the idea of ​​why Feng Mian looked so much like Wen Xia.

Wow, this punch feels really good.

"I'll go! Fu Ran, are you crazy?" Wen Xia cried out.

The people around him were all excited and stood up.

Song Yinong also took off his glasses in shock, suspecting that there was something wrong with his eyesight - but after taking off his glasses, the two were still fighting.

She felt dizzy and quickly grabbed Cheng Jianwei: "Weiwei, is this a fight between Fu Ran and Feng Mian?"

Cheng Jianwei: "Sister Yinong, you must have drunk too much. Fu Ran and Wen Xia got into a fight..."

She glanced at Feng Mian, who was drunk and sleeping on the table in the distance, and then at her second brother who was beating her teammates unilaterally, and said loudly: "Fu Ran, let go, he is not Feng Mian, he is Wen summer!"

Fu Ran turned a deaf ear, and several punches fell to the ground due to Wen Xia's dodge, causing him to hiss in pain, and became even more angry: "I don't care if you are Wen Xia or Wen Dong, how dare you fight back, Wen Chun? Wen Chun? Qiu, right? Today I will let you know how powerful I am!"

Wen Xia was stunned.

After a few seconds, he realized what he was doing. Taking advantage of Fu Ran's drunkenness and lack of accuracy, he stood up with force and pushed Fu Ran directly to the ground: "Fu Ran, look at who I am. If you hit me again, I will kill you." Fight back."

"No, no," Song Yinong said quickly, her drunken cheeks flushed, "Fu Ran's face is insured, you punch her for a million, right Weiwei."

Cheng Jianwei: "Well, Wen Xia's hand is also insured. Fu Ran, don't hit his hand, but... he retired today, so it's okay to hit him."

Wen Xia: "???"

Fu Ran struggled desperately. He inexplicably mistook Wen Xia for Feng Mian: "I don't care who you are, why are you hugging Cheng Jianwei! Ahhhh, I'll fight you!"

How could he watch Cheng Jianwei being wronged in front of him? She is my sister.

Even if she never likes herself, she is still her sister!

Wen Xia roared aggrievedly: "Why did I hug her? I have a good relationship with CC, isn't that okay?"

"What CC...ah, CC?" Fu Ran rolled his eyes and asked, suddenly stunned.

He stopped struggling, and his big watery eyes were full of confusion.

Cheng Jian breathed a sigh of relief and felt that his second brother had probably calmed down.

Now that Wen Xia had said it, she simply admitted her identity: "Yes, that's right, I am CC, Fu Ran you——"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Ran performed a difficult carp kick, "hitting" Wen Xia to the ground, and then pressed back onto him, his black eyes glowing red.

A "bang" punch.

As soon as Wen Xia ducked, the fist hit the ground.

Fu Ran gritted his teeth in pain and said angrily: "Even if you are CC, you can't hug Cheng Jianwei."

Cheng Jianwei: "..."

Wen Xia: "..."

Even Jun Sihan and Li Ruoyu from afar gathered around and watched the excitement curiously.

Li Ruoyu whispered: "Si Han, I checked this Miss Cheng on the Internet. It seems that the gossip that Fu Ran is chasing her is true. Do you think this is an act of anger for a beauty?"

Jun Sihan looked indifferent and did not answer, but his eyes never moved away from Cheng Jianwei's face.

Li Ruoyu's face gradually solidified.

A new e-sports player who didn't know the truth asked Doubao next to him in shock: "Brother, Cheng Jianwei is CC? Damn it, that's CC, is it real or fake?"

"Really," Doubao said, "We veteran players all know this, but this is all a matter of old sesame and rotten millet. Don't spread the word to others."

"God C is actually a woman, which shocked me for ten thousand years..."

"No wonder the guys at Wish Club have such a good relationship with Cheng Jianwei, and they can get free autographs."

The onlookers discussed in low voices, trying to digest this fact.

In the crowd, a young man wearing a blue sweatshirt and a black mask also opened his eyes in shock: "Oh my god, Cheng Jianwei is CC... I just said, brother, you are really not worthy of Sister Wei."

With that said, he quietly walked around the others and ran to Feng Mian.

He shook it for a long time, but Feng Mian didn't move. The young man got angry, kicked him, and said angrily: "Go home, Lao Deng!"

Feng Mian got up slowly, without even opening his eyes.

The young man supported the drunken Feng Mian and continued to eat melon.

Seeing that Fu Ran was about to fight Wen Xia again, Cheng Jianwei finally stood up.

She bent over, grabbed Fu Ran's arms with both hands, tripped his knee with one leg, then used her shoulder hard, threw him over her shoulder, and threw Fu Ran into the sofa next to her.

"Damn, you're so handsome, Sister CC!" Doubao said with admiration.

Fu Ran got up and was about to pounce on him again. Cheng Jianwei grabbed his collar with one hand.

Fu Ran struggled hard, but Cheng Jianwei's hand was like a remote control controlling a robot. He stepped on the spot twice, and with a "pop", he was sat down on the sofa.

"Stop it," she said slowly.

Fu Ran stared blankly at the person in front of him, finally regaining some consciousness.

"Cheng, Cheng Jianwei...why are you so strong?" He whispered.

Wen Xia staggered up from the ground. Fu Ran saw his face and asked in confusion: "Mr. Feng, have you had plastic surgery? Why are you getting uglier with plastic surgery?"

Wen Xia: "Fu Ran, I will fight with you -"

Cheng Jianwei grabbed Wen Xia's arm to prevent her old teammate from fighting with her second brother.

She coughed, pointed her finger and said, "Fu Ran, look clearly, Feng Mian is over there, this is Wen Xia!"

Fu Ran turned his head along her finger with a stupid look on his face and saw the drunken Feng Mian being supported by a passerby.

He came back to his senses, geared up, and was eager to try: "Cheng Jianwei, can I secretly beat Mr. Feng?"