Can a general do whatever he wants?

This is the first time Chen Ming has seen the General's Mansion.Different from the geographical arrangement of Yan's house, Fang's mansion is quite economical in land use.

Pushing Yan Yue into the English-style building, you can see a variety of glazed products the moment you enter the door.

"I still love the bottles and jars."

The deep voice came from the front, and the voice from the ear was as magnetic as being pulled by gravity, or like a wild cat stretching its waist, lazily and casually.

"You shouldn't be a general, it's more suitable for you to collect rags."

"Oh, the mouth is still so poisonous."

The owner of the voice stretched lazily and walked down the stairs.

I saw him wearing a European-style inner lining, and a dark green military uniform on the outside, and the trousers he wore were also foreign dark felt trousers with narrow legs.The whole person looks very foreign.

"If you wear the military uniform like this, why haven't the top picked you off yet?"

Yan Yue's attitude towards this man was not good.

But it was obviously Yan Yue who brought him to meet this man, Chen Ming felt strange.

Fang Heng looked up and down Yan Yue, who was in a wheelchair for a while, still wearing an outdated gray robe, and yawned with a cat smile: "You are not completely dead, why did the higher authorities take me down?"

"My position is a little higher than yours, so you still have to pay attention to what you say."

Yan Yue lowered his eyes, Mosuo touched his fingertips.

Fang Heng spread his hands and whistled: "I heard that my uncle and you have had a tough fight recently, and you gave him the Southwest Army?"

"I don't think you asked me to talk about this."

Yan Yue made it clear that he didn't want to talk about this topic.

Fang Heng didn't care either. The matter of his uncle had nothing to do with him. He walked leisurely towards the living room.Walking to the sofa, he leaned over and slammed himself onto the comfortable leather sofa.

With a long sigh, he said:

"Ah! I don't know how Liu Liu is, I really want to lie on the sofa with him, I really want to watch the sky, the water and the moon with him!"

Chen Ming also followed Fang Heng's direction and pushed Yan Yue to that place. During this period, he clearly heard Yan Yue whisper "pervert".

It was probably said to the general on the sofa, it seems that Yan Yue really doesn't like him.

"Oh, right. Yan Yue, where is the thing I want?"

Fang Heng stood up and stared at Yan Yue, the previous laziness and sleepiness faded from his face.

Yan Yue glanced at him and replied, "What is it?"

"Tsk." Seeing Yan Yue's indifferent appearance, Fang Heng was a little unhappy, and he repeated with accent: "What I want."

Of course, Yan Yue knew what Fang Heng wanted, and it was nothing more than the records of Liu Rumei's relationship with him.

Fang Heng has been pursuing Liu Rumei for several years, but Liu Rumei is also very arrogant and has no cold for this man at all.

Just two years ago, ever since Fang Heng knew that Liu Rumei and Yan Yue had a good relationship, he had been pestering Yan Yue for Liu Rumei's life records.

After so many years, if Liu Rumei doesn't like it, she just doesn't like it. Yan Yue doesn't understand why Fang Heng has been refusing to give up on Liu Rumei.

What's more, Liu Rumei is still a man.

"He left early a few days ago, and he didn't know what to do. Fang Heng, I think you have been single for long enough, you can find a woman to marry."

When Yan Yue said this, it was Fang Heng's turn to be unhappy. He darkened his expression and said with a sullen face: "Yan Yue, who do you think helped you entangle those people above you when you were about to die? You have no right now Talk about my affairs."

Not knowing where the anger came from, Yan Yue slapped the seat angrily and almost fell off the wheelchair.

"Fang Heng! I treat you as a person, and I kindly advise you. Zhou Xikai is also my friend. If he really likes you, I will cheat him? Are you telling Fang Heng to marry someone else!?"

"Grass!"

It really is a pot that cannot be opened without mentioning.

Fang Heng pushed aside the glass products on the coffee table. Due to the force, those tea bowls and cups fell off the table and fell to the ground, cracking and shattering.

Fang Heng lowered his voice and shouted like a lion roaring: "Would I fucking know that Liu Rumei doesn't like me? But I just don't care about him. What can I do? Yan Yue! Born like you, you have everything. People who live like gods without emotions and desires will not understand what it means to be tempted and what it means to like!"

"Fang Heng, you have to quarrel with me, don't you?"

With a cold voice, Yan Yue raised his head and met Fang Heng's eyes brightly.Compared to Fang Heng's rage like a fiery lion, Yan Yue appeared much calmer.

Fang Heng let go, lay back on his sofa, and his tone returned to the usual: "I called you here today for business. The higher-ups asked you to go to Zhejiang and Shanghai with me."

"Don't go."

"You have to go this time. There are some situations above, so all the cadres and troops in the Great Quartet have to go."

"I hurt my leg, so it's inconvenient to travel long distances."

"Eight sedan chairs have to pass." Fang Heng glanced at Yan Yue's two legs hanging on the wheelchair and added: "The medical treatment here is not good, and there are more advanced things over there. Go, yours." The legs may be fine."

"..."

Yan Yue looked down at his legs and fell silent for a while.

"What are you still hesitating about? You and your father ran around the territory every day since you were young. What is there for you to commemorate here?"

Yan Yue said lightly: "Who said no."

"Um?"

Yan Yue's uncharacteristic behavior aroused Fang Heng's interest, "Could an emotionless liar like you have a crush on some lady? A man or a woman."

"Do you think I like men as perverted as you? And, who do I like. It's not your business."

"It's crazy to like men, can you stop making trouble with me in this aspect, if I don't think you have a good relationship with Liuliu, I would have assassinated you a long time ago. I can still hold back my anger and talk to you about the present ?”

"Ah."

Yan Yue rubbed his left hand against his right belly, and smiled without answering.

This man really wants to have trouble with me in the aspect of "liking men", stinky Yan Yue, curse that you like men in your life, and he doesn't like you either.

Fang Heng pursed his lips and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Is there anything else you can do? I'll go if I'm fine."

Yan Yue waved his hand and told Chen Ming who was standing behind him all the time, "Girl, let's go."

Chen Ming received the order and was about to push Yan Yue away.

Fang Heng stopped him.

"Wait a minute. I'll pick you up at your home in two days. This time, you have to go if you don't want to. Don't skip the ticket for me."

It seems that it is common for Yan Yue to skip tickets to Fang Heng, and Chen Ming couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at, servant! Do you want to die?"

Hearing Chen Ming's crackling laughter, Fang Heng, who was already in a bad mood, cursed.

Normally, when Fang Heng got angry and angry, Yan Yue wouldn't make much noise, at most he would talk back to him, but this time Fang Heng was so rude that it was Chen Ming, and Yan Yue couldn't sit still. .

"Watch your words."

A coldness came from Fang Heng's back. Although Yan Yue's specific face could not be seen clearly, from his voice, Fang Heng seemed to feel a black panther staring at the back of his neck.

Unconsciously, Fang Heng raised his hand and touched his neck.

"Fang Heng, just like you can find someone to assassinate me, I can also find someone to kill you at any time."

If you still don't know the level, Liu Rumei can kill you if you commit the following crimes, making your life worse than death.

Of course, Yan Yuewo didn't say this in his heart.

"Who is she to you?"

Fang Heng frowned and pointed at Chen Ming behind Yan Yue.

The meaning of that woman in the little yellow robe must be extraordinary to Yan Yue, otherwise he wouldn't be so angry.

"It has nothing to do with you. Girl, let's go."