Years of Intoxication

A black car was driving steadily at the foot of Bukit Timah Mountain, passing by the lights of the city, shuttled among the shadows of trees, and gradually blended into the quiet night here.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit depressing, with only the dull sound of machinery running in the background. Suddenly, a brisk cell phone ringing broke the quiet air.

The driver's eyes shifted to the rearview mirror, which reflected a handsome face with a wide forehead and high nose. His sculptural features and closed eyes gave him a sense of alienation. The temperament is extraordinarily stable and elegant.

The bell continued to ring, and the driver said softly, "Wang Dong..."

"Who?" Wang Jin asked, his voice was deep and magnetic, the volume was between the piercing ringtone and the subtle sound of the engine, and although the tone was casual, it had an aura that could not be ignored.

The driver looked down at the phone that was charging: "It's Mr. Gu."

Wang Jin's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. They were a pair of dark and deep pupils, and even a slightly tired expression could not stop their sharp edge.He picked up the phone and connected the call, his voice became soft at that moment: "Hello, Qing Pei."

"Brother Wang." GuQingPei's smiling voice came from the other end of the phone, "Have you arrived in Singapore?"

"Well, I just got off the plane and was about to go home." Wang Jin smiled, "What about you? Are you here too?" He looked out the window, and the trees that were disappearing quickly seemed like a time that was far away. In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the year again. .

"Yeah, it's so hot here." GuQingPei said, "That's right, the time difference between Hawaii and China is relatively large, I'm afraid I'll overplay it, and I won't be able to give you New Year's greetings at the first time, so I'll give you New Year's greetings in advance. Happy New Year Ah, our Wang Dong, I wish you to continue to prosper this year and reach new heights!"

Wang Jin smiled softly: "Thank you, Qing Pei, I also wish you good luck and great success, and I wish the two elders good health. Pay attention to sun protection and safety."

"Haha, don't worry, don't worry. With Brother Wang's auspicious words, I... don't touch my phone this year!" GuQingPei suddenly lowered his voice and scolded, "Do you understand or not?"

Wang Jin said helplessly, "Yuan Yang?"

GuQingPei said embarrassingly: "He was fishing with my dad just now, I don't know when he came over." He paused for a while, the background sound became quiet, he took a breath, "Brother Wang, it's the end of the year, I have something to say Although hypocritical, I still have to say, thank you for taking care of me these past few years, and you still take care of me this year when I started my own business..."

"Okay." Wang Jin said with a smile, "We have been friends and partners for so many years. You don't get tired of these polite words over and over again. Why don't you come to something practical and make a bigger one for Xiao Nan and An An during the Chinese New Year? Red envelope."

GuQingPei laughed loudly: "That is necessary. Hey, have you seen them? I miss them, remember to take some photos and videos for me."

"Not yet home, they must miss Uncle Gu very much."

"After the Chinese New Year, I will find time to visit them."

"Okay, don't fool people."

"How dare you fool my brother Wang."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Jin's eyes dimmed, and he couldn't hide the disappointment on his face.I don't know if it was to suit his mood, it started to rain without warning, and it was crackling and beating on the roof of the car, the rain was heavy.

Wang Jin knew very early on that GuQingPei couldn't tolerate other people in his heart, and he has let it go in the past few years, but watching their happiness, he would still be blocked in his heart from time to time. Everything is going against the odds, only GuQingPei...... exactly reflects the lyrics, "What you can't get is always in turmoil".

He rubbed between his brows wearily: "Old Wu, how far is it to get home?" Thinking of seeing his twin daughters soon, he felt a little better.

"almost."

The car drove into the villa group, and a few minutes later, it stopped in front of a mansion halfway up the mountain.

Old Wu got out of the car with an umbrella, and opened the car door for Wang Jin. Wang Jin lightly wiped the raindrops on his shoulders, and just stood up straight, he was stunned.

Parked in the yard is a steampunk-style motorcycle with a strange shape. It has a thick metal texture and retro aesthetics. The wild explosive power of the speed limit, like a beast.

Wang Jin doesn't know much about motorcycles, but this car is very cool.

The point is, whose car is this?

The house he bought for his wife and two children definitely didn't belong here.

The driver, Old Wu, also looked at the motorcycle curiously. He had some guesses in his heart, but he dared not speak out.

Wang Jin frowned slightly, and walked towards the door calmly, and Lao Wu quickly followed with an umbrella.

Walking to the gate, Wang Jin said, "Old Wu, you should go home for the New Year."

"Alright Mr. Wang, call me if you have something to do."

Wang Jin opened the door and entered the room. The lights in the room were bright, and he became curious about the owner of the motorcycle.

I haven't been back here for half a year, the furnishings at home have not changed, and children's products can be seen everywhere.When I bought this house from a luxury designer, I liked its icy and elegant elegance, but now it has been tainted with a strong home atmosphere and has been pulled into the mediocre mundane world.

There was a football game on the TV, but no one was in the living room.

Wang Jin looked around and called, "Xiao Nan, An'an?" Now he hoped that his children would not be at home. Does it mean that his wife brought a man back and wanted the children to watch.

"Xiao Nan, An An?" Wang Jin called again, "Denise?"

I called a few times, but no one responded. Is there really no one at home?Wang Jin took out his mobile phone and dialed his wife's number.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected. The voice on the other end was a little hurried, and festive music crept into Wang Jin's ears from the other end of the phone: "Hello?"

The cheerful and noisy music made Wang Jin a little irritable: "Aren't you at home?"

"I'm at my parents' place with the kids, are you home?"

"Where can I go if I don't go home during the Chinese New Year."

"Oh, you didn't say it earlier." Denise didn't feel guilty, she said quickly, "I still have guests to greet me, hang up first, you want to see the child, you can come over early tomorrow morning."

"I won't go there." Wang Jin said patiently, "When are you coming back?"

"Not necessarily." Denise paused, his tone softened, "Honey, New Year's Eve, get yourself something to eat." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

Wang Jin wanted to say something, but the busy tone came from the other end of the phone, he frowned, feeling a little annoyed.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and he turned around sharply.

A...a man, a tall man wearing only a bath towel, was holding a case of beer in one hand and smoking a cigarette, standing behind him barefoot, with wet drops on his body, looking up at the he.

Wang Jin was stunned.

It was a very good-looking man, with wet black hair sticking to his cheeks, outlining a handsome face that was arrogant and somewhat decadent. He was tall and muscular, with shoulders that were not as broad as Asians, and chest and abdominal muscles. It is worn on the body like a brick, and there is a tattoo with religious elements on the right arm. The two straight and slender legs and bare feet wrapped in a bath towel give people a glimpse of his casualness at a glance.

Without thinking, Wang Jin can guess that this is the owner of the motorcycle in the yard.

After a brief moment of surprise, Wang Jin quickly regained his composure, and said coldly, "Who are you?"

The man looked Wang Jin from head to toe presumptuously, neither surprised nor embarrassed, he pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, put the beer on the ground, and fell into the sofa, just like here Just like your own home.

Wang Jin was superior in everything since he was a child, and he was always the most dazzling one among his peers. During his growth, he was rarely ignored by such rudeness. "Character.He said in a deep voice, "I'll give you 5 minutes to get dressed and leave here, or I'll call the police to take you out." This man fits Denise's taste, and she always loves looking for these handsome young boys.He thought ironically that at least he and his wife could agree on aesthetics.

The man concentrated on watching the game and said lazily, "It's your wife, the owner of this house invited me in."

"This house is the joint property of our husband and wife. I have the right to let you out." Wang Jin's voice was not loud, but his voice was powerful. He was used to being a superior, with an aggressive and high-pressure aura.

"Oh, that's right." The man was not moved at all, he stood up, smiled frivolously, and walked to Wang Jin's side in a few steps.

Wang Jin took a small step behind his right foot, clenched his fists, and made an offensive posture.Although this man was a little taller and stronger than him, he didn't look exactly out of shape when fighting.

The man reached out to Wang Jin with one hand, and Wang Jin threw his fist at his face. The man grabbed Wang Jin's wrist and pushed hard in front of him. When he bumped into the other person's shoulder, he was a little stunned by the bump, and felt that his mobile phone had been snatched away.

Wang Jin pushed the man away, staggered back a few steps, and saw his mobile phone appearing in the opponent's hand, he showed a naughty smile: "It's Chinese New Year, and it's raining so much, let the policeman take a break Come on, I won't eat you again."

Wang Jin straightened his collar and said in a deep voice, "I'll talk about it later, get out."

"It's raining so much, where do you want me to go?" He turned around and picked up a bottle of beer, brought it to his mouth, bit the lid off with his teeth, and handed it to Wang Jin, "Come on, don't be so stingy."

Wang Jin didn't answer.The man shrugged, sat back on the sofa and threw Wang Jin's mobile phone on the coffee table.

Wang Jin squinted his eyes. He didn't have much experience in dealing with scoundrels. This is just a good time to practice, so let's use it as a holiday to pass the time.He took off his suit jacket, hooked the tie with his slender fingers, and gently pulled it away: "Boy, what's your name?"

"Yan Sizhuo." He stared at the TV screen intently.

"How much does my wife pay you?"

"Huh?" He picked up the beer and brought it to his lips.

"My wife, how much will I pay you?" Wang Jin said clearly.

Yan Sizhuo heard that sentence clearly, and almost spit out a sip of wine. He turned his head and licked the corner of his mouth, with complicated eyes and a playful expression: "She doesn't need to pay me."

Wang Jin put his arms around his chest, and said with a smirk: "Oh, then I let you stay with me tonight, do you want to pay you?"

Yan Sizhuo coughed twice, put down the wine bottle, and lay down on the sofa in a comfortable position, with a pair of slender legs stretched out on the coffee table, with a faint smile in the corner of his mouth: "Look at you How do you want to accompany me?"

"You are in my territory, how you want to accompany me, I have the final say, let's make a price."

Yan Sizhuo rolled his eyes: "You can do whatever you want."

Wang Jin took out the checkbook from his briefcase, wrote a number casually, and threw it lightly on his lap: "Is it enough?"

Yan Sizhuo didn't even look at it, just smiled and said, "Enough."

Sitting on the sofa, Wang Jin snatched the beer from Yan Sizhuo's hand, and gulped down half a bottle. His body became hot in an instant. He tore off the tie that was in the way, threw it aside, and casually threw the shirt He unbuttoned a few buttons and rolled up his sleeves to his forearms.After removing the disguise of his professional mask, his face showed a bit of fatigue and laziness.

Yan Sizhuo squinted at Wang Jin, and the smile on his mouth deepened. He leaned over and blew lightly on Wang Jin's face: "Do you have any orders now?"

Wang Jin turned his face away and looked straight at the pair of stunning eyes without blinking—a little lack of confidence, he didn't even have the courage to look at such a good-looking person, but Wang Jin smiled calmly, "Go and cook."

Yan Sizhuo raised his eyebrows: "You want me to cook?"

"Yes, New Year's Eve, should I only drink beer?"

Yan Sizhuo sneered and nodded, "Okay, I'll cook for you." He stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Wang Jin began to focus on the game.Forget it, for the New Year's Eve, there is a pleasing cowherd, who may be better than himself alone.

Suddenly, a hand came around from the back of Wang Jin's neck and reached for his chin.

Wang Jin's eyes shot out, and he clasped the wrist like lightning and tightened it tightly.

"Why are you nervous?" Yan Sizhuo's voice came from behind Wang Jin. He grabbed Wang Jin's chin and forced him to raise his neck to look at him. My wrist hurts."

Yan Sizhuo looked down at Wang Jin from above, his muscular physique gave people an invisible pressure, his bottomless pupils seemed to have the power to suck people in, a drop of water rolled down from his hair , hit Wang Jin in the face, and Wang Jin came back to his senses in an instant. He let go of Yan Sizhuo's wrist, "Wang Jin, the promoted Jin."

Yan Sizhuo also withdrew his hand, not knowing whether it was intentional or not, his slender fingers frivolously brushed against Wang Jin's neck.

Wang Jin smiled disdainfully, this kid's rank is still a little bit worse.

Holding a beer in his arms, he slumped on the sofa, watching a game that had nothing to do with him on the huge TV, his eyes were clearly facing each other, but he didn't see anything.

He misses his children very much, but he doesn’t usually think about them very much. Even if he thinks about it, he has so much work to do, and he can’t go to see them, so this kind of holiday when the whole country rests is very important to him. .But he didn't want to go to his father-in-law's house either, his marriage to Denise was like a joke, he didn't bother to see his father-in-law's disgruntled face but didn't dare to offend his hypocrisy.

When Denise was young, he was madly infatuated with him, but he knew very early on that he was not suitable for marriage at all. He was neither addicted to carnal desire nor romantic, but he just knew very clearly and coldly that there is a difference between love and marriage. For him, it is a dispensable thing—even better, nothing, so that he can enjoy his passion as a life adjustment without being restrained and causing trouble.

It turned out that Denise was pregnant. I don’t know if it was because of estrogen. She could cry for hours at a time. the health of his son.

Facts have proved that he really made a wrong decision. He has a cold nature and cannot give Denise the company and loyalty he wants. He is also annoyed by crying babies, and he is too lazy to get into meaningless quarrels, so he hides when he can .Fortunately, Denise has watched it in the past few years, An An spent his money with peace of mind, took care of their children seriously, and with the help of Gu QingPei, opened a trading company, and the two lived in harmony.

I just don’t know if it’s because he’s getting older, or the kids are growing up, or it’s a combination of reasons, his heart is starting to soften, he will think about buying gifts for them when he’s on a business trip, and he’ll make regular video calls, watching GuQingPei and Xiao Nan, When An An stood together, he couldn't help but fantasize about them as a family of four.

Frustrated in love, coupled with the disappointment of not seeing the children, made this year extremely depressing.He really wants to find something to vent, but it's not easy to smash his own home.

"Hey, do you have any taboos?" Yan Sizhuo poked his head out from the kitchen.

And this little boy who was hanging on, Wang Jin thought angrily, could this year be worse.

"No, I can do whatever I want."

"It's up to you." Wang Jin thought about it, but he still had to tell him. He was picky since he was a child, and there were quite a lot of things he didn't eat.

Wang Jin went to the kitchen and saw Yan Sizhuo was handling vegetables. He was humming a song with a cigarette in his mouth. He was wearing a bath towel around his lower body. With his tendon meat, this picture not only did not have a homely atmosphere, but was full of The taste of eroticism.He leaned against the door frame, his eyes sweeping every inch of Yan Sizhuo's muscles wantonly, "I don't eat onion, ginger, garlic, spicy, mutton, radish or celery."

"You're so grown up, still picky eaters?" Yan Sizhuo gave him a sideways look.

"Picky eating has nothing to do with age."

Yan Sizhuo gave a ruffian smile, took out the kitchen knife and began to chop vegetables, without raising his head, he said, "Do you think it looks good when you look at me like this?"

"It's pretty good-looking." Wang Jin's eyes slid from Yan Sizhuo's handsome face to his chest and abdominal muscles, all the way down, he smiled contemptuously, "I spent money, can't I see it?"

A chill flashed in Yan Sizhuo's eyes, he turned around, raised his hands, made a gesture of surrender, and said with a naughty smile, "If you want to see it, just see it thoroughly." He looked down at himself meaningfully bath towels.

Wang Jin smiled slightly: "You are very enlightened, young man."

"You're welcome." Yan Sizhuo shook his waist, in an inviting posture, but with a provocative smile on his lips, "Come on."

Wang Jin hesitated for a moment, watching Yan Sizhuo spread out one hand while still holding the knife in the other, he suddenly felt a sharp and dangerous breath licking the main artery, he shrugged, "Hurry up and cook, I'm hungry "He's not in the mood for flirting today, not fucking at all, not to mention the thought of this kid sleeping with his wife in his house, even though he looks quite in line with his aesthetics, he also feels a little shy.He is a person who will take revenge, and he kept this kid because he wanted to go back.

Yan Sizhuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and threw the knife back on the cutting board.

I haven't finished watching a game, and the meal is already ready.

Wang Jin glanced at it, and it turned out to be quite decent, exceeding his expectations.

Yan Sizhuo sat down and said, "Try it."

Wang Jin took a bite of the bamboo shoots, they were crisp and delicious, and he nodded: "Not bad, I didn't expect you to be good at cooking."

Yan Sizhuo chuckled lightly and said, "I can't imagine being able to cook. Who doesn't have a kitchen, but you really surprise me."

"Oh, what do you mean?"

"A man who looks so dignified usually has a good face, but he can sit and eat with me so calmly." Yan Sizhuo moved closer to Wang Jin with a provocative look on his face, "I slept with your wife, what do you want?" It's really big."

Wang Jin smiled lightly and said, "I'm glad you said she doesn't need to pay you, which proves that she is well maintained." Denise is a few years older than him, and she is almost forty. Of course she is very beautiful, and she is mature. It should not be a problem to attract any man with the charm of a woman. The problem is that the man in front of him has such a top-notch skin and is so young, so he looks like he is selling it.So he was skeptical whether the money was collected or not, and of course he didn't really want to know.

An undisguised disdain appeared on Yan Sizhuo's face: "Even if your wife cuckolds you, you don't care?"

Wang Jin shrugged his shoulders: "She doesn't spend money on her own merits, but I'm still not happy with spending my money on whoring." He smiled like a jerk, "So for the sake of psychological balance, I'll spend money on whoring you."

A flash of anger flashed in Yan Sizhuo's eyes, but Wang Jin didn't notice it.He smiled coldly: "Your marriage is too perverted."

"Well, I think so too." Wang Jin deliberately made a sinister smile, and lowered his voice, "But he's not as perverted as me."

Yan Sizhuo raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"My taste is...special. Since I paid so much money, I want the best service. I hope you abide by professional ethics and don't back down." Wang Jin said with a low smile, "It may hurt a little, but don't worry , there is a hospital nearby.”

Yan Sizhuo's smile became colder and colder: "Really, then I really want to learn it."

"You will." Wang Jin thought suspiciously, is this kid really so courageous?Money is not life. The thing Denise hated about him the most was that it was all for men and women—as if she didn't know it at first, and the one she brought back was even worse.

The most embarrassing thing is that he actually wants to celebrate the New Year with such a thing, he is really aggrieved.

It’s approaching midnight, there are many Chinese in Singapore, and the sound of fireworks can be heard from outside the window from time to time. The atmosphere of the New Year is quite strong, and most of the thousands of lights in the city should be indulging in joy. It’s just that the two real Chinese in this room have a meal. But the meal was tasteless, and everyone had ghosts.

At this time, Wang Jin's cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Denise's. He knew that the children must have called to pay New Year's greetings. Finally, with a real smile on his face, he connected the phone, and the voice Much softer and full of affection: "Hello?"

"Dad." Two childish voices came from the other end of the phone, "Happy New Year, Dad!"

"Happy New Year, babies." Wang Jin smiled, "Do you miss Dad?"

"I really want to, will Dad come to pick us up at Grandpa's house?"

"Grandpa's house is too far away. Dad won't go. Dad will be waiting for you at home." Wang Jin's voice is rare, "Dad bought you a lot of presents."

Yan Sizhuo looked at Wang Jin in a daze, as if he couldn't believe that this man would have such a tender side. At this moment, the cold and hard lines on his face softened, and he was no longer domineering.

"Wow, what gift did Dad buy, I want a gift!"

"You listen to your mother and grandpa and grandma obediently. If your mother says you have performed well after returning home, father will give you gifts, okay?"

The two children shouted excitedly on the other end of the phone, and a warm current surged in Wang Jin's heart.When the children were just born, he thought they were little animals who could only eat, drink, and snark, but as they grew up and had their own thoughts and souls, he realized that they were not his toys, not his own. Heirs, but real people who need his affection.

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Wang Jin's face didn't fade away. He didn't return to normal until he met Yan Sizuo's scrutinizing gaze: "What's wrong?"

"It's obvious that you suck as a husband, but it seems that you can be a father."

Wang Jin's face darkened: "You don't deserve to judge me, eat your meal quietly."

Yan Sizhuo mockingly smiled: "It's already reduced to spending New Year's Eve with a stranger like me, so stop pretending."

Wang Jin put down his chopsticks and said in his usual admonishing manner: "You haven't forgotten that I paid you, have you? Can you speak human words? If you can't speak, start barking like a dog from now on."

Yan Sizhuo also put down his chopsticks, with a sinister expression on his face: "Is this part of your perverted hobby?"

Wang Jin smiled coldly: "Yes."

A chilling and fierce light flashed in Yan Sizhuo's eyes. He was about to stand up when suddenly, his eyes became pitch black.

Wang Jin was stunned for a moment: "Tsk, is there a power outage?"

Yan Sizhuo took a deep breath: "It's raining, maybe there's something wrong with the circuit."

Wang Jin stood up and wanted to look for tools, but he didn't come back to this house several times a year, so he didn't know where the toolbox was. He took out his mobile phone for lighting: "Look for the toolbox."

"Isn't this fucking your home?"

"Don't talk nonsense, go find it." Wang Jin began to search all over the room, and Yan Sizhuo followed suit.

Wang Jin finally found the toolbox in the corner of the kitchen cabinet, which contained a flashlight and various household tools. He turned on the flashlight, carried the toolbox and walked to the underground garage, where the main gate of the villa is.

He opened the distribution box and tried the switch first, but there was no response, so he had to open the circuit box.

Yan Sizhuo appeared from behind at some point: "Do you know how to repair?"

There was a black light, a human face suddenly appeared from behind, and there was a little light from a cigarette butt. Wang Jin was taken aback. He said angrily, "Damn, you make no sound when you walk, you want to scare me to death."

"I don't have shoes on."

"Why don't you wear shoes, do you know how dirty the garage is?"

"My height is [-]. My feet are [-]. Are there any slippers here that I can wear?" Yan Sizhuo knocked him away, "I can't fix it just by looking at you, get out of the way."

"You can?"

"Better than you." Yan Sizhuo took out his electric pen and began to check the wiring.

Wang Jin was really not very good at it, so he had to hold the lamp for him beside him.

While cultivating, Yan Sizhuo said, "A person like you is really not worthy of marriage. Your wife married you because she was blind."

"Her eyesight is very good." Wang Jin said coldly, "Speak human or bark like a dog. Shall I remind you a second time?"

Yan Sizhuo didn't take Wang Jin's threat seriously at all, but instead sarcastically said, "You know what? You're more rubbish than I imagined."

Burning with rage, Wang Jin grabbed Yan Sizhuo's shoulders, pressed him against the wall heavily, and shouted sharply: "You fucking say it again!"

Yan Sizhuo directly spat the cigarette butt into Wang Jin's face, and said clearly and provocatively, "Trash."

The scorching pain on his skin completely ignited Wang Jin, and he punched Yan Sizhuo in the face - he had wanted to do this a long time ago.In the business field, he managed to maintain the image of a mature and steady Wang Dong, but on this terrible New Year's Eve, he just wanted to let go of all the anger and frustration in his heart.

Yan Sizhuo dodged his head and punched Wang Jin's abdomen. Wang Jin's stomach was throbbing with pain, and his elbow hit Yan Sizhuo's waist, hitting Yan Sizhuo's rib joints heavily. Yan Sizhuo snorted, grabbed Wang Jin's collar, and punched Wang Jin's chin with an uppercut.

Wang Jin was sent flying by this heavy punch, his teeth bit his lips, the smell of blood filled his mouth immediately, he fell to the ground with a bang, his eyes were spinning, the pain made his brain a little clearer, But the anger was intensifying and burning his reason again.

He spat out the blood in his mouth, got up, growled, and rushed towards Yan Sizhuo.

Yan Sizhuo flew up his long legs, kicked Wang Jin's waist, and shouted, "I will discipline you for your wife today!" There were only extremely weak light from the flashlights that fell on the ground, and Yan Sizhuo Zhuo paid attention to Ying, and this kick missed, and slid past Wang Jin's waist, but it still made Wang Jin gasp in pain. Wang Jin gritted his teeth fiercely, and hugged Yan Sizhuo's calf with his backhand , Pushing back hard, Yan Sizhuo's back hit the wall hard, and his body lost his balance.

Wang Jin took the opportunity to rush forward and punched Yan Sizuo several times. Yan Sizhuo quickly stabilized his body and grabbed Wang Jin's wrist. During the scuffle, Yan Sizuo's bath towel fell off, and he was wearing nothing inside. , the two were very close, Wang Jin felt something all of a sudden, his body froze.

Yan Sizhuo cursed in a low voice: "It's fucking disgusting!"

Wang Jin was even more angry: "I should say that!" He raised his fist again and struck Yan Sizhuo's cheek.

Yan Sizhuo turned his head to dodge, and at the same time dodged his body. Wang Jin's punch went straight into the distribution box and hit the circuit box.

Wang Jin only felt a burst of painful electric current attacking his whole body instantly from his right hand, and he suddenly convulsed violently, his eyes staring like bells.

The last sound he heard before he passed out was Yan Sizhuo calling his name.

What woke Wang Jin up from his sleep was a soft child's voice. He slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the beautiful round face of his daughter An An.

He was slightly stunned, his memory was a little confused, and he didn't know what happened for a moment.

"Dad, Dad is awake!" An An threw herself on him and kissed his face.

"An'an..." Wang Jin raised his hand and patted her on the back. His whole body was numb and very uncomfortable. His memory came back, and he remembered that he seemed to be... electrocuted.

His son Xiao Nan also ran over and threw himself into his arms to fight for favor: "Father, why are you lazy on the bed?"

"Xiao Nan, An An." A charming woman came over and carried them off Wang Jin's body, "Dad is not feeling well, you go out first."

The two children reluctantly left the room.

Wang Jin raised his heavy eyelids and said softly, "Denise, you are back."

"Xiao Zhuo called me and said you got an electric shock and you're going to scare us to death." Denise touched his forehead and heaved a sigh of relief, "You're finally awake."

"Little...Zhuo?" Wang Jin remembered how he got an electric shock, and suddenly became angry, where is that bastard Yan Sizhuo?He must send him to the police station for a few days!He sat up, and immediately saw Yan Sizhuo who was sitting in the chair, looking at him with a half-smile.

Wang Jin said angrily: "Do you have the sense to take the man home? I bought this house for you and your children, not for you to recruit male prostitutes!"

Denise's expression changed, and he screamed, "What nonsense are you talking about, this is my cousin's son! Didn't you see it at our wedding?"

Wang Jin was stunned.

Yan Sizuo made an exaggerated military salute to Wang Jin, smiling ironically.

Denise stomped her feet angrily, but she didn't dare to make too much trouble in front of Wang Jin: "I didn't know that Xiao Zhuo was here, he doesn't like staying in hotels, my cousin gave him the key, you're ridiculous, that's why you think Others are as absurd as you!"

Wang Jin lowered his head and rubbed the center of his brows, so embarrassed that he wanted to continue to fall back into a coma. He remembered the few hours he spent with Yan Sizhuo, what they said and did... It's just that he hasn't been so embarrassed for a long time pass.He vaguely remembered that there was such a person, but when they got married, this kid was still a real brat, how could he recognize him.

Yan Sizhuo mocked: "Speaking of recruiting male prostitutes, Wang Dong is really willing to spend money, he must be very skilled."

Denise's face was hot, and he scolded softly: "Xiao Zhuo, don't say a few words, no matter what, it's your fault for doing it, come here and apologize to your uncle."

Yan Sizhuo stood up, and said casually: "Auntie, you are still very beautiful, go find a better one, why bother with this kind of scumbag."

"What do you care about the elders!" Denise's face turned blue and red, "Apologize!"

Yan Sizhuo took a deep breath, walked over, bowed down, put his fists on the mattress, looked straight at Wang Jin with sharp and unruly eyes, and said with a fake smile: "I'm sorry, Uncle, I shouldn't hit you , even though you are really, he, mother, owed a beating."

"Little Zhuo!"

Not to be outdone, Wang Jin smiled and said, "You really look like a male prostitute, don't blame uncle for misunderstanding you."

"Wang Jin, you, enough of you!" Denise was so embarrassed that he slammed the door and left.

The two stared at each other, and there was an awkward silence in the room.

Yan Sizhuo took the lead and said, "Divorce her."

"It was she who forced me to get married with the children, and she didn't agree to the divorce because she thought the money was too small." Wang Jin said coldly, "We have been playing our own way for so many years, and we live in peace, as long as she doesn't mention it, for the sake of the children. , I don't mind raising her for the rest of my life."

"I mind."

Wang Jin narrowed his eyes: "It has something to do with you."

"Because I found out..." Yan Sizhuo leaned forward and squeezed Wang Jin's chin with one hand, "A person like you can't be held by ordinary people."

"so what?"

"So it's very interesting and full of challenges." Yan Sizhuo smiled, "I like it."

Wang Jin patted his hands away: "I'm sick." He lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

Yan Sizhuo pushed him back on the bed with one hand, and mocked: "Wang Dong, I have taken your money, but I haven't 'served' you properly yet."

"Yes." Wang Jin sat on the edge of the bed and smiled lazily, "Then you kneel down."

Yan Sizhuo narrowed his eyes.

"Kneel down and kowtow to uncle, and I'll make you a big red envelope." Wang Jin smiled arrogantly.

Yan Sizhuo clenched his fists: "I didn't convince you last night, did I?"

Wang Jin stood up and walked straight out of the door. When he passed by Yan Sizhuo, he said coolly, "You brat, don't worry about it in front of me."

Yan Sizhuo turned around and looked at Wang Jin's back, with strong flames rising from his eyes.

When the elders get together, they like to talk about the most beautiful, the most ostentatious, the most eye-catching, and the most independent cousin in the family, who married a man who is rich but has a bad character. The description is very unbearable, arrogant, utilitarian, romantic