Did Zha Gong get kicked today?

Standing in the tall building of the hotel, overlooking the city under the night sky with bright lights.

The man with gloomy eyes held the red wine glass firmly in his hand, and drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

Then he remembered the news headlines he had just seen, and finally seemed unable to restrain the anger in his heart. He raised his arms high and slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

The moment the glass made contact with the ground, the crisp sound of glass breaking was especially clear in the empty and silent room.

"Damn thief!"

"Try to steal my stuff!"

"Are you worthy!"

The jealousy that could not be concealed in the indifferent words.

On the large single bed, on the page of the laptop are pictures of Yan Mingfeng and Wen Tingjun.

Feeling uneasy in his heart, he clearly knew how much Yan Mingfeng was infatuated with him, but at this moment Xiao Bai couldn't control his flustered, he saw Yan Mingfeng looking at the man named Wen Tingjun in the picture, his gaze It seems different from looking at other people.

He has been secretly paying attention to Yan Mingfeng since he went abroad. He knows that Mrs. Yan does not agree with them being together, and it is not an option to waste it. Obediently followed the person she appointed, and left without saying a word.

However, Yan Mingfeng really cared about him as much as he imagined, and he knew that Mrs. Yan was so strict with him that he was not allowed to go abroad.

In order to force him to come back, Yan Mingfeng naively asked different people to accompany him, but his gossip always spread to him easily, obviously Mrs. Yan failed to stop him from doing this.

So even though he is abroad, he is not at all worried that his people will be snatched away by those bastards. He knows how cleanliness Yan Mingfeng is, and when he is with him, he still sleeps in the same bed. Even if he takes the initiative, he will not move. He, what did he say that he can only do that kind of thing after Mrs. Yan agrees that they are together.

But how could he bear it, occasionally stealing fish in places he can't see, and going abroad is even more crazy.

I thought he would wait for me at the same place, but now, thinking of those news pictures, Xiao Bai's expression became condensed.

They made a phone call and asked someone to book a plane ticket to fly to China.

Although he trusts Yan Mingfeng, if he looks similar to him, that bastard who doesn't have eyes will just go to Yan Mingfeng's side, he can't let someone touch him.

I still want to go back after having enough fun, anyway, Yan Mingfeng knows about the old lady Yan seeing him, even if the old lady said that he took the check and left, so what, he can be said to be forced to go abroad, okay? Easy to sneak back with the help of others.

He doesn't believe that the relationship between him and Yan Mingfeng is no match for an outsider, even if Yan Mingfeng can't go against Mrs. Yan's words, he won't let him down.

……

"It's almost noon, let's have a light meal together, Junior Brother." Jiang Baixiu patted Wen Tingjun on the shoulder.

He was very familiar with him, and he raised his hand to pull him up from the stone chair, put his hand on Wen Tingjun's shoulder, and wrapped it around his neck, "Let's go, junior brother."

"I haven't promised to eat together yet!" Wen Tingjun stretched out his hand uncomfortably and pulled the hand around his neck, a little helpless.

"Don't be so stingy, my dad asked me to take care of you more, we need to be more familiar with each other."

After pulling and pulling for five or six minutes without tearing off the arm hanging around his neck, Wen Tingjun gave up, and he found that this senior brother was also quite thick-skinned.

……

Seeing the tree-lined path in the campus, a group of people came.

Jiang Baixiu stopped his movements in an instant, and walked beside Wen Tingjun in a regular manner, with a professional fake smile on his face for a second, that kind of gentle smile.

Before Wen Tingjun could react, he turned his head in confusion, and saw Jiang Baixiu, who was still chattering just now, a little dazed, what's going on?

The seniors who passed by them blushed and quickened their pace after seeing the two of them.

……

"It's the Wen Tingjun from the headlines on Weibo, right? He's pretty good-looking, no wonder people like him."

"His fiancé is handsome and rich, no wonder some people are jealous and pour dirty water on him."

But I didn't expect that man to belong to the Yan family. Although his family is also very rich, compared to the Yan family on the rich list that others say, he is still a poor school girl. I remembered that there was a mosaic on the bulletin board in the morning. The picture of the face, nodding again and again.

It was clarified on Weibo that some people were jealous of the relationship between Wen Tingjun and Yan Mingfeng, so they maliciously slandered their illicit relationship. In fact, they had met their parents before they got engaged.

Although there are few male lovers in this world, it is not without them.

"Why haven't I seen the man next to him before? Is he a junior who just came in this year?"

Jiang Baixiu turned around when he heard this, "I'm not a junior, I'm one of the exchange students of Qiming University this year." The smiling face was extremely gentle.

The girls' faces turned red after hearing this, and they never expected that their whispers would be heard clearly, and their voices were obviously very low.

The girls ran away without looking back.

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Seeing that the person ran away, Jiang Baixiu restrained his smile instantly, and put his cartilage-like hand on Wen Tingjun's body, with a lazy expression: "Let's go, let's eat."

Seeing Jiang Baixiu's appearance, Wen Tingjun couldn't understand why, his senior brother is indeed a humble gentleman before others, but a ruffian and rascal after others.

But his appearance in front of him shows that he regards him as one of his own.

Afterwards, Wen Tingjun remembered what happened in the morning, his face turned dark, and he recalled the Weibo headlines they were talking about, what was that?What happened again?

Frowning, Wen Tingjun took out his mobile phone, and he didn't have time to care about his brother, so let him do nothing anyway.

Wen Tingjun, who opened Weibo, saw Yan Mingfeng@his news at a glance. Yanjia is one of the best large groups. Yan Mingfeng is usually very low-key, and suddenly used the "Yanhua" official blog he just created @ He @雅团集团official blog again.

The message was "my fiancé", and Yan Shi also followed them and forwarded them.

This wave of operations is directly a big explosion point, especially with Yan Mingfeng and his photos on it.

Their identities and relationship were instantly revealed downstairs.

No wonder the group of people in the morning, they suddenly changed their attitude towards him.

In the face of money and power, when it is time to bow, people will still bow their heads. After all, it is not worthwhile to offend a "big man" who needlessly offend, isn't it?

If you lower your head, there will be no less flesh on your body.

They don't think about whether their words will hurt a person's heart, whether they will hurt a person.

Wen Tingjun's eyes were full of gloom, and Yan Mingfeng's operations made him very angry.

Why, why, their relationship was never so open in the last life, and this life is obviously not that close, and it doesn't matter, but he made this "public statement" arbitrarily according to his own heart, did he agree? ? !

Jiang Baixiu also turned his head to glance at the news on the phone, thought for a while and said, "This is your fiance?" His tone was curious.

Is his junior so attractive to men?Are girls not pretty enough?Don't like sweet and soft girls?

Busy with registration, Jiang Baixiu, who was looking around the school to familiarize himself with the environment, missed the "storm" in the morning and didn't know anything.

At this time, I only saw the official announcement on Weibo, where my junior brother posted a photo with a man, saying that they were the fiancée.

"No!" Wen Tingjun, who was in a rage, was no longer in the mood to have dinner with Jiang Baixiu. He tried to make his mood a little better, and forcibly raised the corners of his mouth, showing a perfunctory smile, "Brother, you go to eat." , I have no appetite."

"I can tell, you look in a bad mood, do you need brother to accompany you?" Jiang Baixiu's eyes showed concern.

After all, his parents call and video chat every day, and they always have to take care of him.

Although he didn't know what happened, he looked very angry and sad, and the hand on Wen Tingjun's shoulder was about to offer a hug to comfort the poor junior.

There was a sudden scolding sound from behind, and his heart shrank suddenly, which almost scared him to death.

"What are you doing!" Pulling the man into his arms, Yan Mingfeng looked at the man in front of him with a cold expression, and there was a moment of rage in his heart, wanting to beat the man in front of him to death.

He dared to touch his people!

"You are?" Jiang Baixiu looked at the man in front of him who looked like he was catching a rape, he looked familiar, oh..., it was the man standing with him on the mobile phone of his junior brother.

"I'm Yan Mingfeng." His squinted eyes were full of jealousy, he came to find Junjun, but he didn't expect to see a strange man leaning against him so intimately.

Wen Tingjun, who was being pulled in his arms, finally came to his senses, and tried his best to break free from his embrace, ignoring his aggrieved appearance, and said in a cold voice, "This is my senior brother."

"Hello, my name is Jiang Baixiu." He stretched out a hand.

Yan Mingfeng held the opponent's hand when he saw it, and remembered the scene he had just seen. The suppressed anger came up again, and he used force in his hand. Jiang Baixiu's expression remained unchanged, and he also exerted force in the face of the hostile Yan Mingfeng He clenched his hands tightly, and then looked at the man with a slightly distorted expression.

He pursed his lips in an instant and let out a muffled snort, and let go of the hand that was the first step.

Yan Mingfeng looked at the opposite person with a dazed face after using more strength than him, and instantly looked weak and pitiful and being bullied.

Looking at Wen Tingjun, he asked him nervously and concernedly, "What's wrong with you, senior brother?"

Jiang Baixiu: "Hands hurt a little, your friend is really strong."

Yan Mingfeng subconsciously let go of his hand.

Watching Wen Tingjun hold his hand, Jiang Baixiu's palm was flushed with fairer skin.

"Why are you so hard!" Glaring at Yan Mingfeng fiercely, Wen Tingjun looked at Jiang Baixiu with a guilty expression.

"This negative ratio!" It was calculated!Yan Mingfeng's eyes changed instantly, and he looked at Wen Tingjun in a panic, remembering the show of weakness mentioned in the book, and said a little aggrieved, "He also hurt my hand."

Wen Tingjun's body trembled a bit. It was the first time he saw Yan Mingfeng, who was full of mournful tone and showed weakness. It was too scary.

"Pfft." Jiang Baixiu couldn't help bursting out laughing, this man who looks like a domineering president in a black suit is really too funny.

Hearing the laughter and seeing Wen Tingjun's unmoved Yan Mingfeng's face turned black.

Showing weakness seems useless, cross it out.

……

After bidding farewell to Jiang Baixiu, Wen Tingjun ordered a glass of lemonade and looked at Yan Mingfeng who was sitting face to face.

"I hope you can explain to me about Weibo." There was no trace of joy in his tone, "It has brought me trouble."

Yan Mingfeng held his hand with a hurt expression, "Junjun, I just want you to know that I love you very much."

"I see, so what."

"...".Yan Mingfeng was speechless after Wen Tingjun's peaceful expression extinguished the little flame of declaring sovereignty and happiness in his heart.

"Do you know that you will bring me more trouble like this." Wen Tingjun felt uncomfortable when he thought of being surrounded by people and looked like monkeys in the future.

"We obviously have nothing to do with each other now!" Although I was a little happy to be protected before.

But he didn't intend to turn back with him.

Looking at the man who suddenly lowered his head in front of him, Wen Tingjun was very restless.

"We are related. We will get married in the future. No one can take you away from me." He suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of obsession, "Ting Jun, you will be mine."

Wen Tingjun was very familiar with the sudden change of tone and that smiling appearance. He asked with a trembling voice full of uncertainty: "Yan San?"...

"I'm here." Xiao Yan Mingfeng replied with a gentle smile.

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