You, don't flirt!

"Don't move around, I'm crying for you."

The man's low voice, soaked in alcohol, resounded throughout the carriage.

Du Wenjin, who was crushed by Fang Zhihuai, hadn't reacted yet, but Zhou Yuan and the driver in the front driver's and passenger's seats shook at the same time.

The two looked at each other at the same time, and then saw in the other's eyes the emotions related to panic that they expected to have on their faces.

It's not that they made a fuss, it's just that in the cognition of everyone around Fang Zhihuai, they never remember a time when their boss indulged himself to get a little drunk, let alone such a situation where his general consciousness was completely unclear. up.

And Fang Zhihuai's current state is obviously not suitable for outsiders to see, and he was "fortunately" seen by them except Young Master Du...

Thinking of this, the two tall and thick men sitting in front felt like shivering and having a fever.

It's just that after looking at each other, the two probably reached a tacit understanding——

Almost at the same moment, the same set of actions:

Open the door, get out of the car, close the door, turn around, and look ahead.

The boundless night can't stop them from looking for hope.

... Don't look in the car, there is hope of seeing the moon tomorrow.

And inside the car.

Du Wenjin's struggling movements were suppressed by the man without hesitation. Fang Zhihuai, who was intoxicated, frowned, as if he felt that this was not enough to reduce the threat of the person below him, so he lay down on Du Wenjin's neck and kissed for a while. , looked up again.

"Be good and don't move."

"...Get off me!"

Du Wenjin struggled without hesitation. While trying to break free with both hands, she also lifted her right knee up.

Fang Zhihuai seemed to be on guard.

With a push of his legs, he pressed Du Wenjin's resisting right knee back heavily before he accelerated with all his strength, and then his right hand tightly pulled up Du Wenjin's two white wrists, and snapped them on the seat.

He pulled out the seat belt next to him, wound it around several times, and then pulled it hard.

Du Wenjin's wrists were entangled and tied to the safety belt above her head.

After confirming that the hands of the person under him were completely unable to struggle, Fang Zhihuai showed a rare and obvious smile on his face.

Du Wenjin was very angry.

——He didn't seem to be the same as the man in front of him who was so drunk that his parents probably couldn't recognize him.

Whether it is physical strength, force, or cruelty, he is far inferior to the opponent.

Realizing this made Du Wenjin extremely irritable.

"Fang Zhihuai, you fucking untie it!"

"..."

The smile on the man's face wrinkled when he heard the man below him open his mouth and call his name.

He lowered his head and stared seriously at Du Wenjin's eyes.

"Although your eyes are beautiful...but no one can call me by my first name, not even Fang Hai."

"..."

Du Wenjin was taken aback.

Of course he knew who Fang Hai was, and Fang Hai was Fang Zhihuai's father—but he really didn't expect to hear such an emotionless address from Fang Zhihuai.

But after being startled for a while, Du Wenjin quickly reflected on her current state again.

Annoyed, he tugged hard on his hands that were tied to the safety belt above his head, but found that he could only struggle a few centimeters away.

He turned to Fang Zhihuai angrily: "It's not the first time my mother has called you by your first name—what's wrong with you tonight?! Untie it for me immediately!"

"..."

Du Wenjin's words seemed to pose a world problem to the already drunk Fang Zhihuai.

His brows furrowed fiercely, and his black eyes, which were a little out of focus, slowly pressed down. His eyes slowly moved down from Du Wenjin's beautiful peach blossom eyes, passed by the tall and fair bridge of the nose, and brushed across the bright red slightly. The upturned lips finally hooked back suddenly, and landed on the light brown tear mole.

"..."

Fang Zhihuai's eyes suddenly showed a deep emotion that was almost lamented.

"...It's Jin'er."

Du Wenjin's angry voice stopped suddenly at this sentence.

He didn't know what was wrong either.

Probably the man’s sigh was too low and full—it was so low that it seemed to be smashing into his heart and then pulled the beating heart into the bottomless abyss; it was so full that it seemed to be filled with endless emotions and longings. sponge.

...The person said "It's Jin'er", just like there are thousands of people in this world, and only the person represented by the name in his mouth is the only existence he cherishes in his heart.

Somehow, Du Wenjin followed the man's voice and asked.

"Do you know me, who am I?"

After asking this question, Du Wenjin raised the corners of her lips in a self-deprecating manner.

Probably the breathing of the man in the carriage was too heavy, and the smell of alcohol in his breath made him drunk.

Otherwise, when he asks this kind of question at this time, is he trying to build some glass stone steps for that fragile and inferior heart, and pretending to make it higher?

...But no matter how high the pile is, it is fake.

Just like no matter how indifferent he pretends to be, he has always been the one who has been abandoned before, so he is the one who is most afraid of being abandoned.

It's hypocritical and hypocritical.

The emotions in those amber eyes were three points cooler than the night outside the window, their owner thought so.

"Jin'er...is mine."

After being stumped by the previous question for a long time, the drunk man slowly lay down and opened his mouth against Du Wenjin's earlobe.

The voice carried a low and hoarse smile——

"My Jin'er belongs to me alone.... I saw him nine years ago, I like him, I want him, and no one can steal it from me."

"..."

Du Wenjin fell silent.

After a long time, his eyes replaced his immobile hands, caressed the man's eyebrows and sharp cheekbones, and finally fell into those deep black eyes that were like splashed ink.

Du Wenjin's thin lips moved slightly.

"He may... also like you a little bit."

"..."

Fang Zhihuai's breathing stagnates, his black eyes flicker slightly.

But Du Wenjin, who was immersed in his emotions, didn't notice it, he only sighed lightly.

"But so what. Uncle Fang is such an expert, how could he make you like a man. "

Du Wenjin's voice dropped.

"In the future, you will still abandon me.... Just like her."

"will not."

Fang Zhihuai's voice was low and firm, almost like a drunk.

Du Wenjin raised her eyes in a daze, but before she could see clearly, she was once again struck down by the alcohol——

The man licked and kissed his dry lips, then wetly kissed Du Wenjin's chin, and then to his delicate neck.

Fang Zhihuai leaned against Du Wenjin's carotid artery and kissed vigorously, occasionally biting lightly to restrain himself from landing, but this was not too much and always reminded him of the pain of his own existence, which made Du Wenjin doubtful— —A man sometimes wants to bite down hard on his carotid artery.

This realization made Du Wenjin's scalp tingle.

And with such a drunk Fang Zhihuai, he had absolutely no reason to talk to.

Du Wenjin could only soften his tone and be persuasive.

"Can you untie my wrist, it's very uncomfortable to tie it like this."

"...you can run."

The deep male voice trembled slightly, and it seemed that there was still some grievance hidden.

Du Wenjin was amused by his speculation, but Fang Zhihuai, who was leaning on him, seemed to be irritated by his laughter——

The man moved his lips and tongue to the side slightly, and licked Du Wenjin's Adam's apple heavily.

"Well……"

Du Wenjin snorted unexpectedly, and his consciousness collapsed for a moment.When she came back to her senses after a while, Du Wenjin wished she could bite Fang Zhihuai fiercely to vent her anger.

However, Fang Zhihuai, who was irritated by his muffled snort before, was even more unsteady for breathing, obviously he had no chance of giving him this chance.

Sensing that the opponent's strength was becoming more and more uncontrollable, Du Wenjin finally bit her lower lip and opened her mouth——

"Fang Zhihuai, I don't want to."

"..."

As soon as Du Wenjin finished speaking, the intensity of the kiss on his neck became lighter.

until finally stopped completely.

"...You're killing me, Jin'er."

The man's dull voice was buried in Du Wenjin's neck.

Du Wenjin looked at the dark roof of the car without saying a word.

…………

Zhou Yuan felt that even after a few minutes, he would not be surprised that the car behind him, known for its stable chassis, began to shake slowly; but what he never expected was that after a few minutes, the car did not shake. , but the rear door is open.

Zhou Yuan and the driver turned back as if startled at the same time, their eyes buried with unbelievable emotions revealed their common inner fluctuations.

Du Wenjin gave them a vicious gouged look.

Zhou Yuan glanced quickly, and his surprise grew even stronger.

——Not only did the car not shake, but Young Master Du got out of the car except for a little mess of hair, his clothes and trousers were intact, and he didn't see the disheveled appearance he imagined.

Zhou Yuan was amazed, and looked at the man who got out of the car from the other side.

It was hitting Zhihuai's line of sight above.

But at this moment, there was no trace of intoxication in those black eyes, obviously most of them were sober.

Zhou Yuan hurriedly retracted his gaze and moved to another position.

Fang Zhihuai raised his leg to keep up.

And Du Wenjin, who was walking in front, interrupted without looking back.

"It's just a few steps, I dare not let Mr. Fang see it off. It's hard work for these two standing outside. If it freezes in the middle of the night, it won't be my fault?"

Zhou Yuan and the driver knew that Du Wenjin was getting angry because of the previous incident, so they didn't dare to say more, they just waited for Fang Zhihuai to speak.

Fang Zhihuai stopped in accordance with Du Wenjin's words.

"Let Hou Qin pick you up tomorrow morning."

The speed of Du Wenjin's feet didn't change a bit, and he walked into the villa all the way.

Fang Zhihuai stood by the car and looked at it for a moment, lowering his eyes.

"Let's go back."

He turned around and got into the car. Zhou Yuan and the driver looked at each other, and followed him to open the door and enter.

…………

On the way back, the car was silent for a long time, and Fang Zhihuai spoke suddenly.

"Zhou Yuan."

"Yes, Mr. Fang."

Zhou Yuan immediately raised his spirits by 12, and turned to look at Fang Zhihuai.

Fang Zhihuai's eyes also fell.

Those eyes, which were usually deep and calm, were black with an inexplicable low temperature this time.

Seeing this, Zhou Yuan couldn't help but shiver slightly, and reflexively straightened his tense waist again.

Fang Zhihuai's attention was not on him, or in this car——

"After you go back, start investigating the Du family immediately."

"...The Du family?"

Zhou Yuan almost thought that he had misheard the words.

After all, in his opinion, the future relationship between the Fang family and the Du family will inevitably become closer because of Mr. Fang's emotional protection for the second young master of the Du family.

But as far as the temperature he saw in Fang Zhihuai's eyes just now, he didn't think there was much kindness in this "investigation".

"Yes, the Du family."

Fang Zhihuai repeated it, and the emotions in his eyes became more and more settled, like two pools of thick ink, so black that he could not see the bottom.

"Including Du Zeshan who has passed away, everyone in the Du family, from top to bottom, is not missing - I want to know them from the bottom up."

After hearing this, Zhou Yuan frowned involuntarily as he imagined the workload.

"Mr. Fang, if this is really a thorough investigation, it's still about the Du family...I'm afraid it will be quite difficult, and the cost of manpower, material resources and time will not be small."

"..."

Fang Zhihuai gave him a silent look.

Zhou Yuan retracted his preface consciously, "Okay, Mr. Fang, I'll do it as soon as I get back."

Fang Zhihuai nodded slightly.

After a while, he seemed to think of something again, "There is one problem that you must pay attention to - regardless of the cost, but you must not let the people of the Du family know that someone is investigating them."

Zhou Yuan smiled bitterly: "Yes, Mr. Fang."

After turning around for a few seconds, Zhou Yuan turned back again: "Mr. Fang, check everyone in the Du family—what about Young Master Wen Jin? Do you want to check too?"

"..."

Fang Zhihuai frowned upon hearing this, and glanced at Zhou Yuan with an almost disgusted look, "Of course not."

Zhou Yuan choked: "..."

He felt that he had no problem asking. Isn't Du Wenjin one of the "everyone in the Du family"?

As if guessing what he was thinking, Fang Zhihuai turned his face away, his voice couldn't be calmer——

"He doesn't belong to the Du family, but mine."

Zhou Yuan: "..."

Their boss, the wine is probably not sober yet.

======

Early the next morning, as soon as the sun emerged from the sky, Du Wenjin had already opened the front door of her villa and walked out sleepily.

Hou Qin stood beside the black car with a serious expression. When he saw Du Wenjin approaching, he bowed slightly and said hello.

"Master."

"..."

Du Wenjin's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, as if the drowsiness from waking up in the morning hadn't been willing to leave his brain, which made him look more gentle and harmless than usual.

"Let's go to the film and television city."

After scanning Hou Qin up and down three times with his eyes, and confirming that this is his own driver, Du Wenjin yawned and muttered weakly.

Hou Qin responded and stepped forward to open the back seat door for him.

Just as Du Wenjin was about to bend down to go in, she suddenly put her head in front of her——

"Mr. Wen, good morning!"

Du Wenjin was taken aback, and after calming down, her drowsiness had disappeared completely.

People with hypoglycemia are always accompanied by waking up, and Du Wenjin is no exception.

If it weren't for the face propped up by this small head that popped out, those eyes were five points similar to the man who made him feel guilty for half a night, Du Wenjin probably couldn't help but pulled Fang Miaomiao out by the collar, and threw it on the ground. The door of his villa.

Fang Miaomiao didn't realize at all that she was blessed by someone and escaped a catastrophe. She still smiled brightly like a picture, and moved in, watching Du Wenjin bow and sit in.

Hou Qin glanced helplessly at the back seat.

Two of the three people he can't help but feel helpless in this world are already sitting in the car.

And he had to drive the car to send the two of them out.

……Terrible.

Hou Qin got into the driver's seat expressionlessly.

The car drove out.

The car Du Wenjin expects is a journey that allows him to catch up on sleep, rest his brain, and rationalize his thoughts to prepare for the scenes to be filmed today... Most importantly, it should be a quiet journey.

However, with Fang Miaomiao as an anomaly, it seemed that when he was shocked before getting into the car, his expectations were doomed to be nothing but fantasy.

"Mr. Wen, if you don't make a name for yourself, you're a blockbuster!"

Fang Miaomiao pointed at the Weibo interface on the phone, and pointed at Du Wenjin with an exaggerated expression.

"Song Yunchu and Liu Taosheng, because of the previous photos, have been on the hot search for two days-I guess these scandals are enough for them to bury the rest of their acting career; now, they should regret that they offended Wen. Are you sir?"

Du Wenjin glanced at her sleepily, then turned away.

"I didn't do it."

"........."

Fang Miaomiao choked, but quickly waved her hands, "Mr. Wen, I'm your assistant, and sister Selina trusts me very much, so she hasn't hidden my intentions in this regard at all. You don't have to be so rude." of."

Du Wenjin turned her face lazily to the side, her beautiful jaw line seemed to be covered with a thin layer of light golden velvet against the soft morning light outside the window.

And that pair of amber eyes also lowered slightly, with a cat-like laziness that hasn't woken up——

"I'm with you...do you still see each other?"

Du Wenjin's lips were slightly curled up, and a cool smile that was half a smile came into his eyes, "If this is still a sight, when you don't see it, are you going to sit on my lap to the set?"

Fang Miaomiao: "..."

——Brother, sister-in-law teased me.

======

The performance of Du Wenjin's personal car is naturally more than a little better than the company's nanny car.

Therefore, the time it takes to reach the film and television city is much faster than taking a nanny car.

When the car stopped outside the film and television city, Du Wenjin glanced down at his watch, and opened the car door lazily.

Just as the morning light flooded her body, Du Wenjin narrowed her eyes slightly, and raised her hands to cover them lightly.

At this moment, a shadow rushed up beside him.

Seeing that there were only a dozen centimeters away from Du Wenjin, Fang Miaomiao, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, jumped out from the side, and with a set of grappling moves, he directly pressed the person on the rear hood.

It took less than an hour to get up early in the morning, and he was shocked twice before and after. Du Wenjin's face showed that he was in a very, very unfriendly mood at this time.

And the one in the front that surprised him was Fang Zhihuai's younger sister, and he gritted his teeth and endured it; Du Wenjin felt that the one in the back was sent to his door to reassure him.

"...Song Yunchu?"

The handsome young man standing with the backlight took a step forward unhurriedly, and the three words slipped out from between his slightly parted and slightly closed lips.

He is obviously an annoying character, but when the name came out of his mouth, it added a three-point lingering taste to life.

Song Yunchu, who was pressed by Fang Miaomiao on the rear hood, looked at Du Wenjin viciously.

Under the fierce eyes of the other party, Du Wenjin not only didn't have the slightest intention of shrinking back, but out of temper, slightly curled the corners of her lips, and took two steps forward.

The young man put his hands in his pockets, and slowly bent down at that angle until his eyes were on par with Song Yunchu's.

"This early in the morning, Mr. Song came to give me such a grand ceremony, why?"

"You fucking despicable person!"

Song Yunchu's posture of being pressed on the rear hood did not affect his aura at all, facing Du Wenjin's face, Song Yunchu gritted his teeth, his eyes were about to burst, "You actually let people spread those photos on the Internet - it must have been the trap you set up in the first place. !"

Du Wenjin was not in a hurry to speak, nor did she refute.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Song Yunchu quietly for a moment.

A moment later, Du Wenjin smiled suddenly, and the corners of her lips curled up in a beautiful arc that made it impossible to pick out any flaws.

"If my guess is right, Liu Taosheng told you, right?"

Song Yunchu's ferocious expression froze for a moment.

Two seconds later, he opened his mouth again: "Do you care who told me?! Wen Jin, you are a despicable and shameless person who only uses these dirty tricks!"

"...Your intelligence quotient is probably the only one who will be used as a gun."

After Du Wenjin finished speaking, she stood up without anger, her beautiful peach eyes narrowed slightly, and the tear mole at the corner of her eyes shone like a star: "I have many methods, but I just deal with you. It would be a pity to use others."

After speaking, he turned and walked in front of the car.

"Wen Jin, come back to me--you fucking come back to me! I haven't finished talking yet--!"

Du Wenjin turned her face lazily and glanced at Song Yunchu: "But I don't want to hear you finish, for fear of losing my IQ."

After speaking, he looked at Hou Qin.

"Call Fang Zhihuai, isn't he angry with Hua Nian Entertainment? Find someone to take this idiot back."

Without the slightest bit of nostalgia, Du Wenjin walked straight to the film and television city.

Until the few people behind him couldn't see his back, Du Wenjin's lips twitched slightly when he heard the still indistinct scolding.

His eyes were icy cold.

"...It's a pity, I don't like being used as a knife either."