You, don't flirt!

After Du Wenjin read the content of the report under this extremely gimmicky title at a glance, the line of his lips curled up.

"Change the soup but not the medicine."

Immediately afterwards, his focus fell on the title, and his eyebrows frowned again, "It dragged him into trouble."

"Him? Fang Zhihuai?"

Selina glanced at him angrily, "You can be regarded as capable - ever since Zhihuai was still abroad a few years ago, the media wanted to pick up pornographic news about him, but it's a pity that that person is as clean as a monk, and none of them succeeded But it turned out that less than a week after returning to China, it fell into your hands—why didn’t you put your ability elsewhere?”

"Miss Selina, I'm wronged if you say that."

Du Wenjin smiled casually, reached out and clicked on the photo in the newspaper, Fang Zhihuai was holding Gu Jing's arm.

"Look, obviously I'm just the one involved."

"Are you implicated?" Selina seemed to have heard a joke, and she was annoyed and funny at Du Wenjin's heartless appearance, "I told you a long time ago that Gu Jing is not a fuel-efficient lamp. To provoke her—others don't know the inside story, how can I not know?"

Du Wenjin raised the corner of his eyes to look at her.

Selina glanced back at him, "The night before yesterday, did you meet Fang Zhihuai in 'Yeweiyang'?"

"..."

Hearing that person's name, the corners of Du Wenjin's eyes twitched slightly, and the hazel mole trembled. After a while, seeing Selina looking at him intently, Du Wenjin nodded.

There was a smile in his voice, with a cynical look, and he drew out his tone: "Yes - nothing I can do can escape Her Majesty's eyes."

"Queen" is the nickname given to Selina, a gold medal agent in the circle, but Du Wenjin is probably the only one who dares to call it out in front of her face.

Selina was rarely annoyed.

"I told you, don't take them with you when you encounter things in your family circle - do you think that in the entertainment industry, how many people don't want to climb high? Especially in the case of Gu Jing, who won the actress once , but stuck in the bottleneck period of acting, and there is no big backstage, and young artists cannot be exhausted in her age - at this time, she met Fang Zhihuai, can she not stop thinking?"

These words made Du Wenjin silent, and he nodded after a few seconds of silence.

"My mistake."

It was rare for Du Wenjin to be so submissive, and Selina's expression eased a little, and she glanced at the newspaper again.

"ANT has always been the hobbit of the industry, and the boss is not afraid of death. This kind of report can't be stopped by the company-so you should be honest with me in the near future, in case you are really targeted by the ANT people. , you don’t have to think about stopping in the future.”

"Watch me? No way."

Mentioning this, Du Wenjin glanced at the photo on the entertainment section of the newspaper with a half-smile.

The lighting in the photo is a bit dark, but the angle is very suitable, and the man in the suit and leather shoes is forced to take a black and white profile shot.

Du Wenjin couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand, and slowly stroked the sharp and handsome profile with his plain fingertips.

"..."

His eyes sank, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his slender fingers tapped on it:

"With such a big Buddha trimmed with gold, where is it my turn to be followed?"

"You know that's the Big Buddha?" Even if she didn't see it, Selina knew who Du Wenjin was talking about, and she twisted her slender willow eyebrows, "The Huanye Group is getting bigger and bigger, and it started to enter the entertainment industry a few years ago , now even if you are not an industry giant with senior qualifications, your prospects should not be underestimated—you offended someone so badly this time, if you have a chance, you should apologize to him."

"……do not."

Du Wenjin's eyes turned cold.

He tore his gaze away from the newspaper, turned and walked in, leaving the sound behind him.

"I'm afraid I can't help but have a fight with him... Then ANT will have new material."

Selina frowned: "What festival did you really have before?"

"'Holidays'?—No holidays."

Du Wenjin stopped suddenly, like a doll whose mainspring has been pulled out, her back was stiff and pale.After a long silence, he chuckled in a hoarse voice, and turned his face from that angle——

"There is only hatred, deep hatred in the sea of ​​blood."

The beautiful tear mole at the corner of his eye, accompanied by his voice, trembled slightly.

Selina was suddenly speechless.

She had never seen Du Wenjin with such a fierce and fragile expression——

It was like a sharply polished blade, frighteningly dangerous, but it seemed that it would hurt itself in the next second and be broken into pieces.

"Tsk, is this true?"

The hostility in Du Wenjin's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he turned around with a smile, "It seems that my acting skills have improved again, and I hope to win the best actor competition next year. Miss Selina, let's start preparing for the celebration banquet."

"..." Selina returned to her senses, and glanced at him, "You are the only one who is popular in the circle? Don't even think about it in this life."

Du Wenjin chuckled nonchalantly.

At this moment, the landline next to the sofa rang suddenly.

Selina glanced at it, slightly startled: "Unknown number?"

She looked at Du Wenjin.

Du Wenjin, who was walking here, changed his expression upon hearing this.

"Do you know who it is?" Selina raised an eyebrow.

"Who else could it be?" Du Wenjin walked to the sofa and leaned over to pick up the microphone, "It must be the emperor at home who got the letter again, I don't know who is talking..."

With the ending sound stuck, he picked up the phone.

"You son of a bitch!—You're embarrassing yourself outside again! Get the hell out of here this morning!"

"..."

Half a meter away, Selina could hear the angry roar of the old man of the Du family.

"Okay," Du Wenjin rubbed his eyebrows, "Master—"

The voice stopped.

"what happened?"

Selina asked delicately.

Du Wenjin put back the microphone and shrugged helplessly: "It is estimated that the phone in the house was dropped again."

"Mr. Du's temper, coupled with your trouble-making nature - it's rare that you can live to such an age."

After hearing Selina's taunts, Du Wenjin stood up straight, "Do you think I've suffered less since I was a child?"

"Heh," Selina looked him up and down, "So, you are still good at fighting?"

"That's not it."

Du Wenjin had already turned around and walked upstairs.

"At that time, there just happened to be someone guarding it."

The lingering sound is light, and no emotion can be heard.

Du Wenjin's eyes were unfocused, and she walked upstairs with faint eyes.

...It's a pity that that person threw him away later.

Like throwing away a piece of trash.

Show no mercy.

======

"Second Young Master."

When Du Wenjin got out of the car, the servants of the Du family standing beside him hurriedly greeted her.

Du Wenjin nodded, originally wanted to walk away, but hesitated for a while, and lowered her voice to ask that person——

"How is the old man feeling today?"

The waiter was an old man of the Du family, and he was well aware of the temper disagreement between the grandfather and grandson. Hearing Du Wenjin's words, he sighed.

"Second Young Master speaks today...Be careful, don't be angry with the old man."

"..."

Du Wenjin immediately felt a chill down his back.

But before he came, he was mentally prepared, and it was impossible to run away. After Du Wenjin lit the wax for himself in his heart, he could only walk in resignedly.

Du Wenjin was walking towards the teahouse that Mr. Du usually stayed at most, and the servants who passed by all saluted him in surprise.

The entire Du family, both the master and the servant, knew this point—the second young master of the Du family had always had a dissolute personality, and no one would discipline him. The one who got it was probably Mr. Du.

And at this time, seeing the second young master who had not been home for 800 years obediently came back, the servants were surprised for a few seconds, and their minds were clear——

There is no doubt that the second young master must have committed something outside and was brought back by the old man.

——This kind of thing didn't happen once or twice in Du's house.

And according to past experience, within about a quarter of an hour when Du Shao enters the teahouse, he will be chased all over the house by Mr. Du with a leading abduct.

Thinking of this, the servants all looked at Du Wenjin sympathetically.

So Du Wenjin followed those complicated gazes all the way, and when he walked to the door of the tea room, he felt that there was already a long row of white wax behind him.

Thinking that there would be another storm in the future, he wiped his face, knocked on the door with drooping eyes, and walked in.

——I just hope that the old man can look at his haggard appearance after being dumped, and he can be more gentle in the future.

In the tea room, after knocking on the door, Fang Zhihuai, who was sitting opposite Mr. Du, looked over, and saw the man who was baring his teeth and claws in front of him like a little tiger two days ago, but now he has become a listless If Baba's little fox—even those beautiful and charming peach blossom eyes are drooping slightly—had a fluffy tail, it would probably be dragging behind him disheveledly at this time.

His eyes dimmed due to his own imaginings, Fang Zhihuai silently traced Du Wenjin's figure with his eyes.

But the disguised fox hadn't taken two steps through the door, and before he even raised his head, he felt a chill on the back of his neck.

A sense of crisis after being targeted by something almost biologically instinctively made Du Wenjin raise her eyes vigilantly——

The eyes of the two met in the air.

Fang Zhihuai was in a better mood than ever when he saw those peach blossom eyes that were wide open looking at him vigilantly and in astonishment.

If it wasn't for the third person in the room, he felt that he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

——Especially seeing Du Wenjin standing there looking like a fox fur is going to explode.

After a few seconds, Du Wenjin finally woke up——

"Why are you so haunted?!"

When he said this, Du Wenjin almost gritted his teeth. The more people he didn't want to see for a second, the more frequently he appeared. He really wanted to throw this person out along the front door immediately.

It's a pity that he was too emotionally involved, and he forgot about the third person in the room.

So, Mr. Du, who had just been comforted by Fang Zhihuai, was so angry that Du Wenjin blew his beard and stared——

"You bastard! Can you talk, huh?!"

"……grandfather."

The newly born aura was yelled by Mr. Du, who had a louder voice, and immediately retracted.Du Wenjin lowered his gaze and hummed submissively.

Mr. Du was born in the military. He was straight-tempered and hot-tempered. He was wild like a bandit when he was young, but he got better as he got older.

When he was young, the situation was turbulent, he didn't study much, he suffered a lot in the past, and when he was young, he was disliked by his father-in-law's family as an uneducated "old man". To be a learned and educated person—even if you don’t want to be a literary giant, at least you should be well-mannered.

Therefore, two precious grandsons, one named Wenyu and the other named Wenjin.

All of them are good names for learning, but it's a pity that the older one followed his father into business with all his heart through his family background; while the younger one...

Grandpa Du glanced at his little grandson angrily.

"If Zhihuai hadn't come to explain and plead for you, I would have broken your leg!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Du Wenjin understood - the co-author who talked too much in front of his grandfather was Fang Zhihuai himself.

Du Wenjin looked at Fang Zhihuai angrily and annoyed, perhaps because she was in a hurry before, but now the corners of her peach blossom eyes were slightly red, which made the mole of tears even more attractive.

Fang Zhihuai's throat was slightly astringent, and his eyes were filled with emotion, so he had to look away before losing his composure.

"This matter is my main responsibility, Mr. Du, don't blame Jin'er."

Hearing this, the old man felt a lot more relieved, but he still didn't soften his mouth: "I don't know what kind of character he is? It's just the woman in the photo who has a vicious look——"

Mr. Du glared at Du Wenjin as he spoke, "Let me tell you—do you want to marry an actor? There is no way!"

"..."

Du Wenjin's eyes dimmed, "Your grandson, I am also an actor."

The sound was neither loud nor low, but it was just enough for the three people in the room to hear clearly.

Fang Zhihuai sighed silently.

——It would be all right if Du Wenjin could maintain that cute look from beginning to end, but in his memory, as long as the grandpa and grandson met together, there was never a time when Du Wenjin could stay steady until the end.

There must be a few words in the middle, and I must light up Mr. Du's firecrackers.

This time as usual.

Mr. Du didn't like his grandson's career very much. Hearing Du Wenjin's words, he was so angry that he jumped three feet high.

"Come here, you bastard!"

If this had been left before, Du Wenjin would definitely turn around and run away.However, Fang Zhihuai was sitting in the middle of the tea room without moving, and he couldn't do such a shameful thing as running.

So, in a rare moment of toughness in front of Mr. Du, Du Wenjin stretched out his hand and took off his coat, and walked a few steps forward with the corners of his lips curled up, until he stood in front of Mr. Du.

"You fight, open the fight, fight to the death - as long as you don't care what I do after this time."

Old Man Du's eyes widened with anger: "Okay, okay! You're promising, right?! Okay - I'll kill you today - so as not to embarrass the Du family outside in the future!!"

As he spoke, the leading crutch swung up and slammed it down along the bend of Du Wenjin's leg.

Looking at this posture, if you really hit it, you can tidy up people and make them half disabled.

Du Wenjin turned away her face and closed her eyes forcefully.

After waiting for a long time, the crutch still didn't come down.

Du Wenjin froze and looked over.

The familiar figure of the man stood in front of him.

"Mr. Du, don't get angry," Fang Zhihuai slowly helped the old man to lower the crutch, "Please let me talk to Jin'er first."

Mr. Du was very angry before, and he regretted lifting his crutches. At this time, he walked along Fang Zhihuai's steps, sat back slowly, then slammed the ground angrily, and turned his head away.

Only then did Fang Zhihuai walk to Du Wenjin's side.

"Come out with me."

"..."

Du Wenjin didn't speak, just stared at him motionlessly with her peachy eyes and the corners of her lips curled up.

From such a close distance, Fang Zhihuai's eyes darkened again.

When he spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse: "Are you going to get into an unmanageable situation?"

Du Wenjin thought about the scene just now, and then took a look at the old man who was furious, and could only turn his face away and go out.

Go out and turn right, not far away is the guest bathroom, open the door and go in, Du Wenjin stopped walking.

"Let's just stay here, if you have something to say - get out of here after you finish talking."

Du Wenjin turned around, staring at Fang Zhihuai with amber eyes, with a cold smile against the tear mole at the corner of his eyes, with a seductive glamor.

Fang Zhihuai closed the door behind him with his hands behind his back, and said in a hoarse voice:

"... how dare you."

Du Wenjin was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "What's wrong with me—"

Before the words were finished, the man who was standing not far away, who was still gentle and restrained one second, suddenly strode forward and pressed him directly against the full-length mirror on the wall behind him.

With a muffled "bang", Du Wenjin frowned instinctively: "Are you fucking sick?!"

"...Yes, I am sick."

The man received it neatly, and then raised his hand, rubbing the tear mole at the corner of Du Wenjin's eye vigorously with his slightly rough fingertips.

When she raised it again, the corners of Du Wenjin's eyes were already slightly red.

Even the amber eyes were clouded with pain.

——It's breathtakingly beautiful.

"..."

Fang Zhihuai's eyes turned faintly red, and his breathing became a little rough.His Adam's apple rolled slowly, and then a deep and hoarse laugh escaped——

"The old man really has bad eyesight - in terms of charming looks, how can Gu Jing compare to you?"