remarry [rebirth]

Speaking of He Lanshu, Jiang Cong scanned the venue but didn't see him, so a cold snort suddenly came out of his nose.

A large drop of sweat fell on Wen Jiu's forehead, and he hurriedly told Yan Lang to take Jiang Cong aside first.

Seeing that Wen Jiu was by his side, Jiang Jintang left Jiang Cong's side, took a glass of wine and joined the chat circle.

Wen Jiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and picked some fruits and some relatively easy-to-digest pastries for Jiang Cong according to his stomach adaptability. Although Jiang Cong also had dinner, the food that Wen Jiu offered on his own initiative seemed to be particularly delicious. , He laughed so hard that he lost his eyes, and opened his mouth to let Wen Jiu feed the rice directly into his mouth.

After Jiang Cong finished his bowl of porridge, the venue suddenly fell silent again. Wen Jiu put down the bowl and chopsticks, took out a piece of paper to wipe his hands, and saw Yan Lang beside him stand up very rudely.

The wine glass on the table was knocked to the ground by him, Wen Jiu was taken aback, and looked up - He Lanshu walked in first, followed by Su Qin, they were considered a group, there were two groups in no particular order at the moment.

On one side is Yan Fei and the assistant behind him, and on the other side is actually Yu Dian and his secretary Sendra who had met several times in country m before.

Jiang Cong saw that Yan Lang didn't understand what was going on, so he found that He Lanshu at the entrance of the venue fixed his gaze directly on their seats as if his eyes were equipped with radar scanners. Jiang Cong curled his lips, very Unhappy, he tapped the ground with the crutch in his hand, "Ajiu, grandpa is still a little hungry."

"Ah." Wen Jiu came back to her senses, kicked Yan Lang to make him sit down, looked around the table, a little embarrassed, "Grandpa, you have eaten a lot."

Jiang Cong's stomach is also not good, it seems that people in the Jiang family have a bad stomach. Wen Jiu heard from Wen Xia that his mother's stomach doesn't seem to be good either, and she can't even eat cold ones in summer.

Jiang Cong saw that He Lanshu had walked towards the rostrum with Yan Fei and Yu Dian, and he stopped trying to grab Wen Jiu's attention, hummed softly, and turned around, "If you don't eat, you don't eat."

Wen Jiu couldn't laugh or cry and handed Jiang Cong a glass of warm water.

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"Maybe it's Yu Dian?" Yan Lang was in a daze, staring closely at Yu Dian who was sitting on the seat on the rostrum, a little out of his wits, "He, he didn't tell me that he was going back to China... "

Not only did he never say that he was going back to China, but he didn't even get back to him.

He knew Yu Dian's account password, and the login time of both parties was shared. Several times he could see that Yu Dian's login time was the day before he saw it, but he never replied to him even a single punctuation mark.

Yan Lang clenched his fist subconsciously as he spoke.

Wen Jiu couldn't care less about the little old man who was eating Feifei's jealousy, and hurriedly comforted Yan Lang in a low voice, "Don't think too much, there may be other reasons if he doesn't tell you."

Yu Dian's parents could have been killed in broad daylight because of the chaos, and died on the spot without even a chance to be rescued. Wen Jiu had never been exposed to those chaos—even when Yan Lang was young. There was a fight, and blood was seen, but it was obviously not at the same level as the chaos of that scene.

Yan Lang gradually controlled himself. He looked at Wen Jiu with both eyes, and drifted to Yu Dian who was on the podium in confusion, and replied without turning around, "En."

Wen Jiu sighed, and then thought that He Lanshu asked him to inform Yan Lang before, maybe it was because of this level of thinking?

He has never been able to do anything completely illogical. He would inform himself of this matter instead of asking Yan Fei to convey it. First, Yan Lang would not listen to what Yan Fei said, and even deliberately refused to answer his calls and messages. Second, It was because Yu Dian might have personally told He Lanshu about this matter.

Compared with He Lanshu, Wen Jiu's brain, which has been in a state of "low IQ" all year round, suddenly began to spin rapidly at this moment, and he immediately figured out the reason.

So he patted Yan Lang's shoulder very "surely". From the corner of his eye, he saw Yu Dian, who was always looking here when Yan Lang lowered his head, on the rostrum not far away, and said with more confidence, "Wait a minute Yu Dian will definitely take the initiative to come and find you."

Yan Lang raised his head and forced a smile, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, not knowing what he was thinking.

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Wen Jiu had nothing to do when he came to this business reception, and this kind of more formal reception generally ended earlier, around eleven o'clock, it was almost over.

It was still a bit cold at night, Wen Jiu was wearing a suit jacket just right, it was neither too hot nor too cold.

Jiang Cong was old and couldn't stay up late, so he had been sent back by the driver long ago. Jiang Jintang naturally followed him, and when he left, he told Wen Jiu that Wen Xia and Lan Lan were staying at Jiang's house tonight.

Wen Xia hasn't moved out of the old house yet, Wen Jiu thinks that after a period of time, she has to think about the house problem, the main thing is how to buy the house from Dr. Moce is the real thing, but Wen Xia Side... everything is more negotiable.

"Wait for Yan Lang." Wen Jiu stomped his feet and couldn't help yawning, "He said just now that he would go back with us, just put him at the intersection of Kaiyuan."

He led He Lanshu out of the way, thinking that he would have to ask Uncle Fu to prepare some soup later—probably his appetite was really used to being fed by Uncle Fu. Originally, soup was such a dispensable thing, but Wen Jiu preferred it. It is getting more and more inseparable. Today, if I don’t drink, my mouth and stomach will feel uncomfortable.

"There's no need to wait." He Lanshu held Wen Jiu's hand backwards according to his posture, and led him away, "Yu Dian and him are upstairs in the room."

Business receptions usually have many visitors from other places, so restaurants will usually prepare rooms for accommodation on the same day.

Wen Jiu didn't expect this, and was stunned for a moment when he heard that, He Lanshu had already stuffed him into the car.

He Lanshu drank a lot of wine, and there was a smell of wine on his body, which was not bad at all. Instead, there was a very fragrant smell of wine. Wen Jiu snuffed his nose twice, and opened the window to breathe, "I didn't even ask You, why did Yu Dian come back suddenly?"

"It's not sudden." He Lanshu tilted his head, squinted his eyes to look at Wen Jiu, and kissed him suddenly.

Wen Jiu blinked, a little surprised, but she didn't refuse, but opened her mouth cooperatively.

He Lanshu kissed for a while and then left, licking his mouth as if intoxicated, "Well, I didn't drink."

Wen Jiu looked at He Lanshu dumbfounded, and shook his hand in front of his eyes, "You're drunk."

He Lanshu raised his eyebrows, without refuting, he slid down a little comfortably, and leaned against Wen Jiu with his eyes closed.

This scene was quite rare, Wen Jiu stroked He Lanshu's hair, and kissed it, "And then?" He asked about Yu Dian.

He Lanshu didn't even open his eyes, thought for a while and said, "The casino business is a formal business, but there are still many other ways. The Yu family suffered a serious setback after the accident, and many shareholders have Sudden trouble, Dad took this opportunity to join hands with Yu Dian, and it seems to have stabilized the Yu family's turmoil."

Wen Jiu thought for a while, "The main foundation of Yu Dian's company is abroad, right?"

He naturally didn't think that Yu Dian would shift the focus of the entire company to China because of Yan Lang—even if he had this idea, decades of time might not be enough for such a big company, let alone a casino like this. gray place.

Although the regulations of Country Z have been relaxed a lot, after all, there are still many aspects that cannot be compared with Country M. For security alone, when Yu Dian just transferred the company to the country, the official of Country Z will first promulgate the following regulations. related regulations.

"Well, he came this time to take Yan Lang away." He Lanshu opened his eyes, took Wen Jiu's hand and placed it on his temple, Wen Jiu pressed him down, and He Lanshu closed his eyes comfortably again. He closed his eyes and said, "He has stabilized now, and has a lot of business dealings with the company. In recent years, he often stays in country Z."

Wen Jiu's eyes lit up, "Is he going to fight for a long time?"

It has only been half a year since I came back from Country M. Wen Jiu lamented the abilities of Yan Lang and He Lanshu, and then thought that this time is actually much less than the time when Yan Lang and Yu Dian reunited in the previous life .

Yu Dian no longer needs to replace Yan Lang in prison for decades in this life, nor does Yan Lang need to go to country M alone, from a casino idiot to finally climbing to the king of gambling step by step at the price of his fingers.

As it is now, what looks plain is actually the best.

"Probably so." He Lanshu smiled calmly, his brows furrowed slightly, "Try harder."

Wen Jiu let out an 'oh', and rubbed him a little harder.

He Lanshu had never been drunk before, or in other words—even if he was drunk, he could always control himself and not show signs of drunkenness in front of anyone.

But now Wen Jiu felt that He Lanshu would cry when he was unhappy, and laugh when he was happy, sometimes he would be childish in front of him, and sometimes he would feel uncomfortable when he was drunk, hiding his coquettish side.

He moved gently, and would ask He Lanshu from time to time.

At first, He Lanshu would respond, or nod his head, but as time passed, Wen Jiu's voice became smaller and smaller, and He Lanshu gradually stopped responding to him.

Wen Jiu took advantage of the red light and said to Wang Dachun in front, "Uncle Wang, take another detour home, Ashu fell asleep."

Wang Dachun glanced through the rearview mirror, nodded cheerfully, and replied cautiously, "Okay!"

Wen Jiu hugged He Lanshu's head with a smile, and slowly stroked his cheek with palms together. The other hand slid all over his face, from the center of the eyebrows to the bridge of the nose and lips.

Then he touched it again, pursing his lips and smiling silently.