Dangerous Contract

Tan Zhen saw that the tall and straight person with eyebrows somewhat similar to Su Lang was indeed the legendary young master Su, Su Shaomao.

He saw the man's face once through the big mask, and was dragged by Su Lang to the photo wall of the business department, so he remembered it very clearly.

Tan Zhen patiently waited for Su Shaomao to walk out of the coffee shop amidst the shy eyes of a row of waitresses, then quickly got up to follow.

On the street, the car belonging to Young Master Su had already parked, and he could get in the car after walking a few steps.

Tan Zhen hurriedly waved for a taxi, and while instructing the driver to follow Su Shaomao's car, he called Su Lang.

On the other side of the phone, Su Lang quickly picked up: "When will you come back? I've researched a way to eat noodles, which can be used as a supper."

Tan Zhen was surprised that it was already late at night, but the other party quickly answered the phone, but quickly interrupted Su Lang, and said directly: "I met your brother."

"Him?" Su Lang was a little surprised, because the kid was erratic all day long, and it was really unexpected that he was bumped into by Tan Zhen in the dead of night.

"It's him. I'm taking a taxi and following him." Tan Zhen asked the driver not to follow too closely, and then said to Su Lang.

Su Lang frowned: "Which direction are you going, I'll meet you?"

"No need," Tan Zhen replied, "You mix the noodles and wait for me obediently at home."

After hanging up the phone, Tan Zhen's temples twitched. At two or three o'clock in the morning, Kuo Shao drove around the city soberly alone, which didn't seem to fit his previous understanding of this group of people.

Su Shaomao's speed was very slow, and he seemed almost leisurely in the empty streets.

Tan Zhen wondered if this young master of the Su family had some kind of nocturnal excursion, and either disguised himself and went to Su Lang's room, or drove around the street alone.

The taxi followed unhurriedly along the way, and when they arrived at the gate of the People's Hospital, the car in front stopped, seemed to hesitate for a moment, then turned a corner and parked the car in the shadow of the roadside.

Tan Zhen got out of the car quickly, since he had never met Su Shaomao face-to-face anyway, he was not afraid of being recognized, and followed Su Shaomao into the hospital through the emergency channel, pretending that he came to see a doctor.

Su Shaomao is slightly taller than Su Lang by a few centimeters, his hair is well-cut, and like Su Lang, he seems to be used to wearing shaved suits all year round.

It's just that the man's hands are always in his pockets.When Tan Zhen was closest to him, he could still hear the man whistling softly.

The whistle tone made the hair stand on end, it turned out to be Paganini's "Bell" that Su Lang had played.

Tan Zhen didn't know what the two brothers had in common, but whether it was Su Lang's reaction or his feelings, there was nothing good about it.

Tan Zhen followed Su Shaomao from a distance around the emergency building in front, and walked towards the inpatient department of the hospital under the cover of arborvitae.

Until this time, Tan Zhen's heart suddenly beat violently. Recently, he had to walk this road every day, sometimes two or three times a day. This is the road leading to Yu Xing's ward!

Thinking of this, the scene of seeing Su Shaomao standing beside Su Lang's bed wearing a big mask reappeared.

At this time, the inpatient department had already closed the gate, but Tan Zhen, who was hiding behind the arborvitae tree, saw that Su Shaomao simply greeted the guard and slipped in through the small gate.

Tan Zhen is almost completely sure that not only the death of the boy and security guard Zhang has something to do with Su Shaomao, but even the younger brother he recognized, Yu Xing, is under Su Shaomao's control.

How much Tan Zhen wanted to have Su Lang by his side, so that he could become transparent, and then follow up to have a look.

See what the young master of the Su family will do to Yu Xing, or not do anything, just look at Su Lang.

While he was thinking wildly, Su Shaomao had already come out of the elevator, it seemed that he didn't stop in front of Yu Xing's ward.

Tan Zhen hurriedly ran to the gate of the hospital, reached out to stop a taxi, and sat in the back row secretly waiting for Su Shaomao to come out to pick up his car from under the shadow of the tree.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Su Shaomao came out of the hospital with both hands in his trouser pockets. Although it was far away, Tan Zhen still seemed to be able to hear the other party's whistle.

The auditory hallucination hurt his eardrums.

As soon as Su Shaomao started the car, Tan Zhen immediately asked the driver to follow.

This time, Su Shaomao's car was not as leisurely as when he came here. Instead, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and flew through the streets of the city. When passing a red light intersection, the screeching sound of the emergency brake almost pierced the night sky.

Tan Zhen followed Su Shaomao all the way to the city center, which was the fastest way to the Haitian Hotel.

However, Su Shaomao's car did not stop at the entrance of his hotel, but continued to move forward, crossed the central square of the city, and drove all the way to the suspended construction site covered by the blue aluminum alloy plate.

"Boss, I can't follow here." The taxi driver slowed down in embarrassment, watching Su Shaomao's car turn a corner and drive into the alloy gate that was pushed open.

"Don't stop, keep going!" Tan Zhen sighed, feeling tight in his chest.

When the alloy plate opened and closed, he seemed to have an indescribable feeling accumulating in his chest, as if someone suddenly threw him into a bottomless well, panicking.

When Tan Zhen arrived home, it was different from what he had imagined.

He originally thought that there would be a bowl of noodles cooked by Su Lang mixed with various seasonings, but unexpectedly he saw Xiaoya sitting on the pink suitcase, holding a big bowl of noodle soup.

"Why are you here?" Tan Zhen looked at the time suspiciously, then at Xiaoya and Su Lang.

Xiaoya got up, threw the bowl on the table, wiped her mouth and said to Tan Zhen: "How did I get here, don't you know?"

"Me?" Tan Zhen pointed at himself, then looked at Su Lang, "How do I know?"

Su Lang pursed his lips, thinking in his heart, probably this kid owed a romantic debt, but his taste is peculiar, he came from a Vajra Barbie.

Tan Zhen was speechless, sank into the sofa, and said to Xiaoya: "Hey, go back to your own house when you're full, you stole my job and come to my house to eat noodles, really!"

Xiaoya sat on the suitcase, stretched her legs and approached Tan Zhen and said, "I won't leave, I will live with you in the future, and I will give you double the rent. You can also understand that I have rented this house, and I will let you Live in vain."

"Pfft," Su Lang on the side shook his head, looked at Tan Zhen and said with a smile, "This package is very cost-effective."

"What a deal, he's just messing around," Tan Zhen turned his head to Xiaoya while speaking, "I don't even know how I offended you."

Xiaoya smacked her mouth, thinking that the white boiled noodles are so delicious, she would have eaten a bowl the last time she came here.But he said in his mouth: "I just can't just watch you two sleep on the same bed!"

Xiaoya looked at Su Lang again, this boy was very handsome, well-dressed, 30 yuan home slippers can also be worn with 100 yuan taste, and then looked at Tan Zhen, his face was tired and cute.

After thinking for a while, he still moved the suitcase under his buttocks, slid towards Tan Zhen, and said, "Forget it, let me tell you the truth, brother Zhen, I like you, and I will forcefully live with you."

Su Lang spat out a mouthful of water, and Tan Zhen also choked on his own saliva.

Seeing that her decision had some effect, Xiaoya said even more shamelessly: "I will allow you to let this man live in our house in the future, but the bedroom inside will always be the two of us."

Su Lang looked at Tan Zhen with a smirk, thinking, if he guessed right, it was a romantic debt.

Tan Zhen showed a rare embarrassment, and said to Xiaoya: "Stop messing around, I have business with Young Master Su."