Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

"what--"

Tan Xiao's strikes were ruthless and black, and after knocking Zhao Yuan down with one punch, he straddled him, bowing left and right in the face.

"Ah——! Help! Life!"

"Don't hit——!" Zhao Yuan was beaten on the ground until his face was covered with blood, and he begged for help indistinctly.

Tan Xiao kept a cold face, moving mechanically again and again, unable to stop, and did not want to stop.

Mr. Qin's hand-washing banquet was coming to an end, after Tan Jiping and Mr. Qin said goodbye, Meng Lin whispered in his ear that he could not find Zhao Yuan.

Mr. Qin's villa is located in a remote place. It takes two hours to drive from the city to here. Zhao Yuan came here with Tan Jiping. He didn't drive. He had to take him with him when he went back.

"I'll look for it," Monlin said.

Tan Jiping sat impatiently, and went to look for it with Meng Lin.

His forehead twitched non-stop, and he had a bad premonition.

The two looked around the venue on the stairs, but they couldn't find anyone, so they turned back and wanted to see if they were in the outfield from the balcony. Passing the corner of the stairs, Zhao Yuan's cry for help came from the bathroom.

Tan Jiping and Meng Lin looked at each other, and Meng Lin ran into the toilet first, took a sign, and immediately rushed forward to try to separate the two people who had tangled together.

"Tan Xiao stop!"

Tan Jiping's forehead twitched suddenly, he pushed Meng Lin away, frowned, and waved away Tan Xiao, who was fighting on Zhao Yuan's body.

Zhao Yuan was beaten badly, curled up on the ground and cried.

Tan Xiao's back bumped against the edge of the sink, his face turned pale for a moment, and he pushed his hands back to keep from slipping down.

Tan Jiping didn't even look at him, he and Meng Lin helped Zhao Yuan up.

Zhao Yuan saw who was coming, and with a whimper, he threw himself into Tan Jiping's arms crying, "Boss Tan..."

"What's Tan Xiao doing?" Meng Lin's face was ashen, Zhao Yuan is also a person with the label of Tan Jiping, and Tan Xiao is too clueless.

"Heh." Tan Xiao sneered, "Does Secretary Meng have eyes? I'm beating someone."

"You!" Meng Lin pointed at him, "What right do you have to hit him?"

"Oh?" Tan Xiao asked back, "Then what qualifications does Secretary Meng have to accuse me?"

Tan Jiping frowned deeply, put his big hand on the back of Zhao Yuan's head, and looked at Tan Xiao disapprovingly, "Have you had enough trouble?"

Tan Xiao and Meng Lin staggered their gazes. In a blink of an eye, they saw Tan Jiping's movements, stared at them, and unconsciously clasped their fingers on the sink.

not enough.

It was he who hit me first, he was the one who picked on me, I was already depressed, and he came to hit the gun...

Tan Xiao looked at Tan Jiping's indifferent expression, wanted to explain, wanted to justify, but it was as if something was pressing on his throat, so heavy that he couldn't say a word.

The small flames of hope that had quietly ignited in my heart were shattered at this moment.

"Enough." Tan Xiao leaned against the sink, lowered his head, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a careless arc, "Boss Tan came in time."

Tan Jiping looked at Tan Xiao's half-shadowed face, wondering what was going on in his mind, so he didn't speak.

Zhao Yuan didn't want to get entangled here, Tan Xiao said that it was not good for him, he cried and yelled in pain, Tan Jiping was very irritable, so he had to focus on him first, winked at Menglin, and took him away first up.

Meng Lin put away his emotions, and said formulaically: "About the issue of compensation, the lawyer's letter will be sent to your office tomorrow." After speaking, he chased after Tan Jiping.

Tan Xiao was left alone in the bathroom, and the lonely light was dim and pale.

Tan Xiao turned around. He held water and washed his face over and over again.

After washing his face numb and stiff, he supported the sink and raised his head. The young man in the mirror was pale, and slowly covered his heart with trembling hands. The clear unwillingness and bitterness could not go away for a long time.

The young man smiled wryly in the mirror, "Isn't this kind of result normal? There's nothing to be sad about, hypocritical."

He picked up a handful of water and splashed it on the mirror, "Give up now."

Luo Feng waited for the servant to dry the clothes and bring them to him. After he changed his clothes, Tan Xiao didn't come back, so he lay back on the bed and waited.

Yu Nian also changed into better clothes, and put on a tie with Luo Feng.

Luo Feng looked at his submerged mobile phone with a bitter face, "Please, brother, for the sake of charging you on time every day, can you please turn it on, I just want to make a call, one! 1 It will be done in minutes!"

Luo Feng solemnly raised a finger.

Yu Nian was having fun while tying, "Have you tried turning it on?"

Luo Feng's expression froze suddenly, like an eggplant beaten by frost, "I tried it, but it didn't respond."

Yu Nian lay beside him and stretched out her hand, "I'll try."

Luo Feng handed him the phone.

Yu Nian looked up and down with the phone, and said, "After this call, do you still have the phone?"

Luo Feng said depressedly: "No way, you can only repair the phone once and for all?"

"Without tools, I can only dismantle it and repair it. I may not be able to put it back together after dismantling it." Yu Nian said.

Luo Feng is a dead horse as a living horse doctor, "All right, all right, tear it apart as you please."

Yu Nian dismantled it.

After tinkering with it for a while, I even ran back to the bathroom and took a hair dryer to blow it on, and it was really done for him.

"Wow." Luo Feng successfully turned on the machine, and said sincerely, "You are amazing, thank you."

Yu Nian supported her head and gave a hum, rubbing Luo Feng's head vigorously.

The cuter it looks, the real person is much cuter than the photo.

"And just now, that," Luo Feng glanced at Yu Nian, and suddenly felt that he was so handsome... His face was a little hot, and he lowered his head, "I'm sorry I bumped into you...Thank you for saving me, you are really a Nice guy."

"You're welcome." Yu Nian got a good person card, smiled, and suddenly changed the topic, "You don't remember me? We met."

"Huh?" Luo Feng looked at Yu Nian's brainstorming, and finally turned this face out of the corner, "Oh! I remembered, Lemon C!... Oh? Why don't you wear glasses?"

The corners of Yu Nian's mouth slanted, but his lighter eyes were covered with a layer of dissatisfaction, "I wear contact lenses..." He sighed, his expression was really sad, "So you forgot about me."

Luo Feng smiled dryly, "Haha, ha, what, I don't have a good memory haha, Lemon C... Let me treat you to dinner! In return for saving my life..."

"It's a life-saving grace," Yu Nian yin and yang smiled strangely, "Send me away after a meal?"

Luo Feng swallowed, and suddenly felt that there were demon wings growing from Yu Nian's back, sinister, "Then what do you want to do?"

I want to do it for you, Yu Nian thought to herself.

But in order not to scare the little white rabbit, Yu Nian decided to boil the frog in warm water and take his time, "My assistant is too busy recently, so you can help him, how about being my assistant for a month?"

ha?that's it?

Luo Feng, who was already prepared to be slaughtered, was a little surprised.

He thought about the progress of his own writing, and the time he would be free to write after becoming his assistant, and felt that this way of repaying his gratitude was acceptable, so he jumped into the pot obediently, "Okay, but let's say it first, I didn't do it." Assistant, no work experience, I am a professional network writer."

The corner of Yu Nian's mouth became more and more curved, "It's okay, I can teach you, and the salary will be paid according to my assistant's standard."

The little white rabbit thinks that Yu Nian is a good person.

Yu Nian succeeded in plotting and reminded him, "Didn't you want to call?"

"Oh, yes." Luo Feng looked back at the phone again.

He called Tan Xiao, and was hung up immediately after he got through.

Luo Feng thought that Tan Xiao couldn't answer the phone for something, so he sent him another text message.

— Xiaoxiao Why haven’t you come back yet?I've grown mushrooms!

Tan Xiao replied very quickly, almost at the same time as Luo Feng sent it.

—I won’t pass, you go downstairs and wait for me.

"What are you doing..." Luo Feng muttered, got up obediently, and patted Yu Nian's shoulder naturally, "I'm going down first, do you want to come together?"

"Together."

Zhao Yuan was sitting in the reception room, a doctor was treating his wound.

"How is he?" Meng Lin asked, Zhao Yuan's injuries looked serious, and he knew that Tan Xiao had a violent heart under his gentle and refined surface, which was finally exposed.

"It's nothing serious." The doctor took a cotton swab and dipped it in medicine. "It's all flesh wounds. It will heal in ten days and half a month."

Zhao Yuan bared his teeth, the wounds were almost all on his face, he was so ugly.

Tan Jiping smoked a cigar with an indifferent expression. He silently glanced at it for a few moments, extinguished the cigar in the ashtray, and got up, "I'll go out for a while, don't follow."

Meng Lin had no choice but to sit down again, his intuition told him that Tan Jiping definitely went to find Tan Xiao.

The moment Meng Lin's butt hit the sofa, he suddenly felt scared. He just yelled at Tan Xiao in front of Tan Jiping...

Zhao Yuan paid attention to Tan Jiping and Meng Lin through his swollen eyes, and seeing Meng Lin suddenly looked like he was in trouble, he asked weakly, "What's wrong with you, Secretary Meng?"

Meng Lin picked up a book casually to hide his ugly face, "It's all right!"

Zhao Yuan: "..."

Tan Xiao wiped his face clean, tidied his clothes, and went downstairs while texting Luo Feng with his mobile phone to confirm the location.

Tan Jiping stood at the door of the study room, which was at the corner of the third floor. There was a pot of pleasingly growing kumquats in front of the door. It was said that the granddaughter of Qin planted them herself. From this angle, the people downstairs could not see the people upstairs clearly. People on the top can have a panoramic view of the whole scene from the first to the second floor.

He saw Tan Xiao coming out from the corner of the second floor, holding the phone in his hand, he didn't know who he was chatting with, tapping his fingers on the screen after a while, then raised his head, and smiled nonchalantly at Luo Feng opposite him.

It was as calm as if nothing had happened.

Tan Jiping stared at Tan Xiao silently, his dark eyes glowing coldly.

The huge crystal chandelier refracts the monotonous light into beautiful edges and corners. When the light rotates and passes over Tan Xiao, one can clearly see the light red on the small wound at the corner of his mouth, which is obviously different from the color of his lips.

Tan Jiping's eyes narrowed a dangerous arc in vain.

Tan Xiao walked under the chandelier, Luo Feng smiled and came to join him, the two of them were talking about something, Luo Feng frowning for a while, scratching his head and laughing again, Tan Xiaoyan laughed at Yanyan, he was very well educated.

Even his best friend Luo Feng didn't notice anything unusual.

Tan Jiping's eyes became darker, he let out a heavy breath, very upset.

Zhao Yuan's wound was not finished, the doctor was still wearing a mask and leaned close to him to apply medicine, and Tan Jiping came over.

The three people in the study raised their heads at the same time.

Zhao Yuan was frightened by Tan Jiping's face, trembling, "Tan, Mr. Tan?"

Tan Jiping moved the doctor away by the collar of the doctor's white coat, and punched Zhao Yuan in the face.

Zhao Yuan fell to the other side of the sofa, half of his gums collapsed, the blood in his mouth flowed like money, and he couldn't even scream.

The doctor slumped to one side.

Menglin gasped for breath.

"Don't dare to hit Tan Xiao's idea again," Tan Jiping stepped on Zhao Yuan's face with a gloomy face, "I'll kill you."

"Be an assistant." Tan Xiao secretly glanced at Yu Nian who was talking with others not far away, just as Yu Nian was also looking this way, Tan Xiao took a glass of wine from the passing waiter's plate, and looked at him from the air He made a move.

"That's right." Luo Feng said, "I will also be going to work in the future."

"Do you want me to wake you up every day?"

Yu Nian glanced at Luo Feng meaningfully, and raised his glass to him.

My people, brother.

Tan Xiao raised his eyebrows, it's early.

The two took a sip of wine at the same time.

it is more than words.

"Use it, use it!" Luo Feng grinned, "Tan Xiao is the best!"

Tan Xiao couldn't help joking, "Is that better for Yu Nian, or for me?"

Luo Feng rolled his eyes around, and said mysteriously: "It's you, it's you, I love you so much, others can't take me away, don't worry."

The arc of Tan Xiao's mouth became more and more curved, "I believe your evil."

"I was poisoned by you." Luo Feng sighed pretendingly.

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