You, don't flirt!

The day before the day of Du Zeshan's death, Mr. Du asked someone to come to Du Wenjin's villa, packed his usual luggage, and packed it back to Du's house.

When the sound of busy footsteps stopped, the sky was already dark.

The villa, which was already deserted, was even more empty at this time, and there was nowhere to look.

After Du Wenjin stared quietly for a while, he began his daily routine when he was not notified——

Turn on the projection of the home theater, turn on the floor lamp, sit on the wool blanket against the corner of the sofa, and watch the figures on the screen.

He is used to this kind of quietness.It's just that it's because of the special day tomorrow, or because of the unknown that he will return to that place after tomorrow, he has calmed down a few times, but he hasn't been able to deliberate on the characters in the video data.

Du Wenjin simply turned off the projector, got up and went up to the second floor, to the French window of her bedroom, and opened the curtains.

The street lights were already brightly lit, and the fluttering heavy snow fell into the yellow light curtain at some point.Looking at it at a glance, it seems that the whole world is covered with heavy snow, and the snow curtain is endless.

Du Wenjin went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of whiskey and a glass, and knelt down on the flat sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It's just that before the glass of wine was poured, the phone in the room rang.

"..."

Du Wenjin frowned slightly, hesitated for a few seconds, then stood up amidst the persistent ringing, and picked up the phone.

"at home?"

Dicheng's forehead trembled slightly on the phone.

Du Wenjin frowned, and then glanced at his watch.

There was a lazy smile in his voice when he spoke.

"...Where am I, don't you know?"

Fang Zhihuai, who was on the other side of the phone, subtly brightened his mood, "I'm about to go outside your villa."

"..." Du Wenjin's smile faded, "What's the matter? I'm a little tired today and don't want to go out."

"I came here specially because I knew you didn't want to go out."

Fang Zhihuai's voice carried a faintly hoarse smile.

This time, before Du Wenjin could answer, he saw outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, in the heavy snow under the street lamps, several black cars drove up in a row.

After a while, the car stopped outside the door.

On the passenger seat of one of them, Zhou Yuan got down, walked around to the back and opened the door, and at the same time opened a large dark umbrella.

A man in a long black coat peeked out from under the umbrella with his mobile phone, and was soon covered by the umbrella.

Du Wenjin twitched the corners of her lips, looking at the pair of long legs under the black umbrella in the snow curtain with a half-smile.

He stretched out his slender fingers and poked on the cold glass.

"Fang Zhihuai, you are so delicate."

The long legs under the black umbrella paused, and then the umbrella moved, as if it had switched holders.

Then the umbrella was lifted, and those dark pupils were exposed from under the umbrella.

——Fang Zhihuai looked up at Du Wenjin in the French window on the second floor, his thin lips parted slightly, and a faint smile filled his eyes.

The black umbrella was put away by Fang Zhihuai before handing it to Zhou Yuan who was at a loss.

Du Wenjin's originally quiet mood improved a lot for no reason. He put the phone aside, turned his head, left the bedroom and went downstairs.

When they got downstairs, Fang Zhihuai, who knew the password of the main entrance, had already opened the door and entered the entrance.

Du Wenjin's pace had already slowed down when she went down to the first floor, and now she was not in a hurry, and walked slowly in front of Fang Zhihuai.

"Broker Fang, is this a routine investigation?"

Fang Zhihuai reached out and lifted the chin of the person in front of him, kissed the corner of Du Wenjin's lips first, and then gave the answer——

"Well, mark the site by the way."

Du Wenjin smiled and gave Fang Zhihuai a look: "If you have the ability, start tomorrow. You go to Du's house to mark the site."

Fang Zhihuai's eyes were deep and greedy: "I can't ask for it."

"..." Du Wenjin looked at him with a half-smile.

Fang Zhihuai took the initiative to change the subject: "I'm not leaving tonight, I'll go with you tomorrow."

The smile on Du Wenjin's face faded: "...what are you going to do in that kind of place?"

"He is your father, shouldn't I go to worship him?"

"..."

Du Wenjin hesitated to speak, and finally only took a deep look at Fang Zhihuai, then turned and went upstairs.

Fang Zhihuai stood where he was, watching Du Wenjin's back as he went upstairs without blinking.

When Zhou Yuan stood still, his expression became strange, and he stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Fang?"

Fang Zhihuai looked away from the stairway where no one was there, and turned his face sideways: "Zhou Yuan, do you think I should stay here tonight?"

"........."

It was the first time in his life that Fang Zhihuai asked for his opinion so seriously, Zhou Yuan was dazed for a while before he came back to his senses.

His boss is still waiting patiently for his answer.

Zhou Yuan sighed: "Mr. Fang is worried that Young Master Du is in a bad mood?"

"...He never talks about family affairs."

Fang Zhihuai narrowed his dark eyes slightly, and looked at the stairs with complicated eyes, "I'm afraid of touching his minefield."

When Zhou Yuan thought about it, he frowned and looked at the stairs in a daze along with his boss.

"What happened to the matter about the Du family that I asked you to check earlier?"

Before Zhou Yuan could come up with an answer, Fang Zhihuai who was beside him asked again.

Mentioning this, Zhou Yuan frowned even more.

"Mr. Fang, it's easy to check the biography of Mr. Du and his eldest grandson Du Wenyu, but it's really hard to check the life of the deceased Du Zeshan and his wife Wang Anrui. Up to now, there are only some sporadic information."

"No matter how much time and energy it takes," Fang Zhihuai said coldly, "I want the Du family affairs to be laid out in front of me in every detail, without any blind spots."

"..." Zhou Yuan sighed secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any emotion on his face, so he just nodded, "Okay, Mr. Fang."

The two of them went on like this for a while, and the stairs leading to the second floor finally started to move again——

The young man with beautiful facial features grabbed the handrail of the stairs and looked down lazily, "Are you here to stand guard for me tonight?"

"..."

Fang Zhihuai's gloomy expression instantly dissipated when he mentioned the Du family, and he raised his legs and walked upstairs without hesitation.

Although Du Wenjin had already turned around and returned to the master bedroom without leaving a trace after finishing speaking, when Fang Zhihuai walked up the stairs, he still went straight to the bedroom without hesitation.

When he opened the door and walked in, Du Wenjin had already sat back on the flat low sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, dangling a clear crystal glass in his hand, and the beautiful wine was dazzling in the glass.

Fang Zhihuai took the initiative to walk over and sat next to Du Wenjin.

Du Wenjin, who had already noticed it, handed over an empty cup without looking back.

Fang Zhihuai reached out to take it, and then a bottle over there stretched out, leaned against the rim of the cup in his hand as if it had eyes, poured some, and then put it back.

"..." Fang Zhihuai paused for a moment while looking at the glass already filled with wine in his hand, then raised his eyes, "You're in a bad mood?"

Du Wenjin drank the wine in the cup in his hand expressionlessly.

"Excellent."

Not surprised by Du Wenjin's unwillingness to cooperate, Fang Zhihuai quietly leaned forward and hugged Du Wenjin behind him.

"Can I hear a particularly good reason?"

"..."

Du Wenjin froze.

But he didn't know if it was because of Fang Zhihuai's actions or words.

After waiting for a long time without waiting for an answer, there was only silence in his ears, Fang Zhihuai tightened his hands helplessly: "If you don't want to say it, forget it. But don't look like this for too long, I am not very patient, you know of."

"……Um."

"Come on, how much do you want to drink, I will accompany you."

Fang Zhihuai still didn't leave Du Wenjin's villa that night - he sat with Du Wenjin in front of the French window and watched the snow scene all night.

At first, Du Wenjin just held the cup and drank some after another, refusing to say a word.

When he got a little high after drinking, he began to burrow into Fang Zhihuai's arms with red eyes.

— still refused to say a word.

Fang Zhihuai was hugged like an octopus by a young man who was both the person in front of him and his sweetheart for half the night, until the person said "I miss him" with tears in his eyes one second before, and then he closed his eyes and nestled into his arms the next second After falling asleep, Fang Zhihuai's complex emotions all night finally reached a climax.

It's a pity that if he wanted to explode again, looking at Du Wenjin who was sleeping peacefully on his chest, he could only suppress all the suffocation by himself.

... Just pretend you didn't hear it, just pretend that that ta is Du Zeshan.

Fang Zhihuai gritted his teeth and thought.

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Early the next morning, Du Wenjin and Fang Zhihuai got up early and rushed to the cemetery.

Du Zeshan started business in his early years, and with the help of his family's old man Du, he did well and saved a lot of money for the Du family.

Later, for some reason, he also started charity, and supported many poor students at that time.Many of them were successful and famous, so almost every year on the anniversary of Du Zeshan's death, Du Wenjin could see many strangers who came to express their condolences.

This time too.

Old man Du lost his son in old age, which is a painful thing in life. Although now that Du Zeshan's death is brought up, old man Du is not as sad as he was at the beginning, but on this death day, he is still unwilling to show up.

So Du Wenjin and Fang Zhihuai were still some distance away from Du Zeshan's mausoleum, and they saw Wang Anrui standing at the crossing talking with those strangers, and Du Wenyu who was following Wang Anrui.

Seeing those people talking, Du Wenjin stopped walking.Seeing this, Fang Zhihuai, who was following him, also took the initiative to stop beside Du Wenjin.

It's just that one group of people just left, and another group connected again. Du Wenjin stood there waiting for more than ten minutes before finally finding a gap and walking forward.

"Mother, brother."

Du Wenjin stood in front of the two and greeted in a low voice.

Wang Anrui nodded mildly, while Du Wenyu gave Fang Zhihuai who was following Du Wenjin an ugly look.

Fang Zhihuai didn't see him, and followed Du Wenjin's voice, and also greeted the two of them.

After Wang Anrui answered, his eyes glanced at Fang Zhihuai's face, and finally fell down: "Mr. Fang is young, but his ability is extraordinary. I am very happy that Wen Jin has a friend like you."

Fang Zhihuai's eyes paused at Wang Anrui's voice, and he lowered his eyes indistinctly after a few seconds.

"Auntie praises you."

Soon after, there were newcomers, and Du Wenjin and Fang Zhihuai also stepped aside to give up their seats in front of Wang Anrui.

But Fang Zhihuai's gaze was always on Wang Anrui.

"……What's wrong?"

After a few minutes, Du Wenjin finally couldn't hold back, and turned to Fang Zhihuai, "Have you been staring over there?"

Fang Zhihuai looked away thoughtfully from Wang Anrui.

"How does Auntie know that I am familiar with you? Have you told her?"

"..."

Du Wenjin raised her eyes, "Didn't you come with me?...It's nothing strange."

"I remember that my aunt has always been busy with work, and the number of times I saw her can be counted on the fingers... Shouldn't she be like everyone else, thinking that the person I know is your elder brother?"

Du Wenjin turned his gaze away, with a calm expression: "Then maybe the elder brother told her."

Fang Zhihuai didn't expect the strange feeling that had just arisen in his heart, he glanced at Du Wenyu hesitantly, and then turned his eyes away.

After a while, Fang Zhihuai's phone vibrated suddenly.

"Daniel?"

Fang Zhihuai answered the phone.

"...It's not convenient for me to go there now....Well, I really can't get away....It's the death day of Jin'er's father."

Hearing that Fang Zhihuai spoke three times and then hung up the phone, Du Wenjin turned his eyes and looked over.

"Daniel's phone number?"

Fang Zhihuai nodded, and then said helplessly: "He is with Qi Zixuan. I just heard me mention that he would come to pay respects."

"..." Du Wenjin looked up at the unknown number of strangers standing in front of Wang Anrui, her tone was so indifferent that she couldn't tell her emotion, "On his death anniversary, every year I seem to only know my mother and elder brother...how do I say it?" It's also good to meet an 'acquaintance' once."

That being said, when Qi Zixuan really showed up half an hour later, the temperature in Du Wenjin's eyes suddenly dropped.

He turned his head to look at Fang Zhihuai, his eyes were cold: "Didn't you say that Qi Zixuan and Daniel are coming? - What's the matter with him??"

"..."

Fang Zhihuai just now withdrew the same not-so-warm eyes from Qi Zixuan and Daniel, and felt a little helpless when he fell back on Du Wenjin: "I didn't know they were with Ou Tianyi, he didn't mention it before. "

"..." Du Wenjin gave Fang Zhihuai a disconcerted look, and turned his gaze away.