Gold Master Shunmao Code

Han Yueran finally moved out of the bathroom slowly.He was only wearing a bathrobe, the neckline was open very boldly, and the water droplets from the tips of his hair dripped on his collarbone, sliding all the way from his chest into the shadow of the bathrobe.The handsome face was covered with a little moisture, making it more charming than usual.

However, Wen Gu's mind is full of "Who is Miss Su, who is Miss Su", and he has no intention of admiring Han Yueran's beauty.He glanced at it and said speechlessly, "Can you put on your bathrobe better."

Han Yueran originally showed off his eight-pack abs that he had worked so hard for, but Wen Gu said that he was limp in just one sentence.He straightened his collar and restored his cold image.The method provided by that mentally handicapped Chen Xuan is really unbelievable, it is useless at all!

Wen Gu turned the phone in his hand and handed it to Han Yueran, "Assistant He just called, it seems urgent, you'd better call back and ask."

Han Yueran took it casually, frowned and said, "What's the hurry?"

He had explained early in the morning that unless Han's was about to go bankrupt, he should not dial his private number at night.It's okay this time, he's just solving problems in the bathroom, it would be embarrassing if someone called him while he was playing with the male god.

He swiped the screen a few times, and while pressing the dial key, he said, "If this matter is not urgent enough, I will make him urgent tomorrow."

It was rare for him to be humorous, he curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled, looked up at Wen Gu, Wen Gu twitched the corners of his mouth, and made two hecks, his superficial smile was not sincere, very insincere.

Han Yueran looked at Wen Gu's solemn expression, feeling a little dazed.The phone seemed to be picked up over there, Han Yueran glanced at Wen Gu, and said seriously to the other side of the phone, "Get to the point, don't talk nonsense."

A lot of words were said over there, Han Yueran became more and more puzzled as he listened, and frowned, "Who are you talking about?"

Wen Gu observed Han Yueran's expression calmly. It seemed that he was really puzzled and didn't know who Assistant He was referring to as Miss Su.

Not knowing what was said over there, Han Yueran's face changed suddenly.A layer of haze quickly formed on his face, his lips were pursed into a straight line, he lowered his head and muttered, "How did she find it..."

Wen Gu's heart skipped a beat, he had never seen Han Yueran's expression before, he was confused and painful, hated and struggling. "She" of course refers to that Miss Su, and "find it" means that the two have been separated for a long time before?

"I see." Han Yueran's voice immediately turned cold, so cold that it could freeze into scum.He leaned the phone to his ear without moving, and walked slowly out the door.

Han Yueran walked too fast, Wen Gu didn't react, and subconsciously took a step forward to hold him back, but Han Yueran seemed to be completely absorbed by the words on the phone, didn't notice Wen Gu's movements, and brushed past him directly.

Han Yueran had just finished flushing with cold water, and there was a chill in his body.It was obviously not too cold in early spring, but it was so cold that I shivered.

Han Yueran opened the door directly and walked out.With a bang, the door was shut.

Wen Gu looked at the closed door for a while, then was stunned for a few seconds, and did not follow.He casually took a book from the bookcase.Sit back on the bed, flipping aimlessly.

Ms. Su, after being separated for many years and then reconnecting, she asked to meet and talk in the middle of the night. Why does this description look more and more like an ex-girlfriend?But Wen Gu had a premonition, no.This person should be more important than his ex-girlfriend, and also...more terrifying.

It took Han Yueran more than ten minutes to come back.Wen Gu felt that the door was pushed open, and hurriedly looked up.

Han Yueran's expression was indifferent, his face was gloomy, the phone was tightly clenched in his hand, and there was a faint crack on the screen, as if someone had thrown it hard.

Wen Gu put away the book in his hand, only to realize that he had taken the second volume of "Runaway". He was absent-minded just now, he didn't read a line, and he didn't even know what book he took.

He didn't move, just sat on the bed and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Han Yueran put the phone on the table and said calmly, "It's okay."

Wen Gu observed his expression and asked, "Are you going out now?" He remembered that Assistant He had just said that Miss Su wanted to talk to Han Yueran.

Han Yueran asked "Huh?" in doubt, and shook his head.He lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and looked very tired. "sleep."

His anger and ferocity just now had been vented in the study, he didn't want to show too much negative emotion in front of Wen Gu, so he closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down.

His hair was not completely dry yet, it was a little wet, and it stuck to his bloodless cheek, like a dog crawling out of the water, leaning sadly on the pillow.

Can Wen Gu sleep?He felt that if he really fell asleep, Han Yueran would cry and pass out in the middle of the night.

He put his head on Han Yueran's shoulder, and rubbed his neck like Han Yueran often did, "I don't want to sleep, you forgot? I want to mourn for the protagonist."

Han Yueran opened his eyes, the fundus of his eyes was thick black that couldn't be wiped away.He turned his head so that he could kiss Wen Gu's lips. Han Yue kept his lips touching and said in a hoarse voice, "How do you mourn?"

"Who knows?" Wen Gu thought for a while, "Let's just make up one."

He began to make up things casually, "He has done many good things in his life, and he has also done many bad things. He is a person who is neither bad nor bad, but we still have to feel sorry for his death."

Han Yueran didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were empty, "Yeah."

Wen Gu held Han Yueran's hand, "The reason for this regret is that he has not been honest with his wife."

Han Yueran continued to be distracted, "Yes."

Wen Gu pinched Han Yueran suddenly, and said solemnly, "He dropped his phone, didn't say anything, just wanted to sleep, no wonder he died in the end."

"Hiss?" Han Yueran was pinched in pain, and finally came back to his senses, and happened to meet Shang Wengu's worried eyes.

Wen Gu stretched out his other hand and gently patted his head, "What happened to the phone call just now?"

Han Yueran felt that his waist was about to be pinched, he gasped, and endured the pain without screaming.He said weakly, "What's going on?"

"Miss Su?" Wen Gu didn't want to entangle any more, and went straight to the point, "Who is she?"

Han Yueran's pupils shrank, and he turned his head, "An insignificant person."

This reaction was so close to writing "she is important" on his face, how dare he say it doesn't matter?

Wen Gu was anxious, but he knew that it was useless to ask Han Yueran what he didn't want to say.He suppressed his curiosity and doubts, and didn't press the question any further. He just followed his words and repeated, "Well, it doesn't matter. Then what does she want from you?"

"... want money." Han Yueran was silent for a while, and finally spoke.

"Ask for money?" Wen Gu hesitated, and he forced a joke, "An insignificant person asks you for money as soon as they open their mouths? Has your reputation for charity already been heard in the streets?"

Han Yueran turned around, didn't respond to the joke, and said with a tired face, "500 million."

"Five million..." Wen Gu said carefully, "For you, it's not too much."

"Not too much." Han Yueran didn't know what to think of, sneered, and said word by word, "It's too little."

Wen Gu was silent for a moment, "Are you going to give it to her?"

"No." Han Yueran said coldly, "I won't give any money."

Wen Gu hugged Han Yueran's head in his arms, "Okay, don't give it away." He rubbed his hair and said nonsense, "We can use this money to do something else... Well, open a few sugar-fried chestnut shops." shop."

"Yeah." Han Yueran responded sullenly, "500 million can open two."

"No," Wen Gu added, "you can rent a small car for five hundred, and we can drive ten thousand."

Han Yueran made up his mind about Wen Gu's appearance of pushing a small cart, selling sugar-fried chestnuts, and couldn't help but smile.The depression in my heart didn't feel dispelled.

He quietly put his arms around Wen Gu's waist, and after a while, he whispered, "Aren't you going to ask me who she is?"

"Don't ask," Wen Gu said seriously, "Anyway, he is an irrelevant person, so let's sleep."

Han Yueran choked, he hesitated and said, "She is... the one who gave birth to me."