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"Zheng Bo, don't you plan on going to see your room? I've got someone to move your luggage there." The first thing he said when he walked into the garden was to make excuses for Zheng Bo to leave. He Wenhan was obviously talking to Zheng Bo. While talking, he kept staring at Ming Chen who was sitting on the wicker chair.

Looking at Ming Chen with a calm face, and He Wenhan who kept his eyes on Ming Chen, Zheng Bo put down his coffee cup and stood up, raised his hand and patted He Wenhan's shoulder, and said jokingly: " He Wenhan, is this how you treat customers?"

"I invite you to drink tonight!" Finally turned his attention to Zheng Bo, He Wenhan winked at his old friend, Zheng Bo was speechless for a while, this guy obviously wanted to send him away.

Suddenly thought of something, Zheng Bo said to Ming Chen who was sitting quietly before leaving: "Ming Chen, let's have a drink together at night, He Wenhan treats you."

"Okay." The man agreed with a smile.

"See you tonight."

"Well, goodbye." Ming Chen nodded with a smile.

As soon as Zheng Bo left, He Wenhan immediately sat down on Zheng Bo's seat just now, crossed his legs and didn't speak, raised his chin slightly, and just stared at the man sitting opposite him with a fierce look in his eyes It looked as if he wanted to eat Ming Chen bite by bite with his eyes.

Without even bothering to raise his eyelids, Mingchen opened today's newspaper and read slowly. The bug secretly installed in He Wenxuan's study room did not allow him to get the information he wanted. The conversation between He Wenxuan and He Wenhan was more about " Mingchen" this person, not "Tyrell".

This somewhat troubled Ming Chen, and today he probably wanted to go to the study while He Wenxuan was away, but when He Wenxuan was not in the study, he always liked to have him by his side, and it was difficult to have a chance to escape.

"Look, no matter how long it takes, I won't be able to hurt a hair of mine." He Wenhan in front of him is an opportunity, Ming Chen said while reading the newspaper.

"Why can't I remember when you became so caring and even made coffee for He Wenxuan? He Wenxuan looks very gentle and considerate, right? He treats everyone like this, you won't be so stupid as to think he would like it You?" After finishing speaking, He Wenhan secretly clicked his tongue.

Mingming had thought about reconciling with Mingchen before coming here, at least to ease the embarrassing atmosphere of mutual hostility between them, but seeing Mingchen's peaceful appearance, he couldn't help but want to provoke this man. Mingchen completely ignored himself, but he was like He Wenxuan, and he was so angry and disgusted that he couldn't eat, holding his breath in his chest and feeling very uncomfortable.

It has been like this since before, deliberately saying ugly words to stimulate Mingchen, as if only by doing so, Mingchen's pair of dead eyes will occasionally reveal some real emotions, but then the color in those eyes became less and less, more and more It became lighter and lighter, and on a certain day there were only black, white and gray, and then it suddenly closed one day, and I was lying quietly in the intensive care unit.

"Deliberately using some vicious words to provoke me is not much different from those little boys who deliberately tease girls in school to gain attention. You are not a child with a mentally retarded development, and I am not a child who does not understand anything. Little girl." Ming Chen looked at He Wenhan calmly, "You look stupid."

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"Obviously the same face, why is there such a big difference between people." Ming Chen put down the newspaper and stood up, looking as if he didn't want to spend any more time with He Wenhan. He looked at the irritable He Wenhan and said , "If you want to teach me a lesson, you don't have to wait too long. Maybe in two years, He Hongxue will kick me out of the He family if he figured it out, and then you can take a gun and shoot me in the temple."

He Wenhan frowned, and then stood up; "I didn't intend to kill you!"

How could Ming Chen think that he wanted to kill him?

"Is that going to take off my clothes in public and humiliate me or..."

"What the hell are you thinking!" He Wenhan couldn't help interrupting Ming Chen's words. In Ming Chen's heart, he actually has such an image?

"Isn't it?" Ming Chen smiled suddenly, "I thought you hated me so much that you wanted to strangle me to death with your own hands."

Both love and hate are feelings, the more intense the more you care.

Of course Ming Chen knew that He Wenhan didn't really want to kill him, so why?I can't believe that the male god who was once aloof in my heart has become a lowly and self-defeating pet, or is it a naive way to win his attention through this method?

Before He Wenhan opened his mouth, Ming Chen said: "But it doesn't matter, whether you plan to continue attacking me with vicious words, or try to push me into the sea to drown, I don't care."

"What do you mean?" He Wenhan didn't understand the meaning of Ming Chen's words.

"It means, I don't care about you."

This sentence is simple and straightforward enough, He Wenhan will not be so stupid that he can't understand the meaning of Ming Chen's words, even if he can't understand, he can still see something from the cold expression on Ming Chen's face.

Is this man really not going to take care of himself?

Mingchen resolutely turned around and left, with an indifferent attitude and no sloppy actions, whether it was a superstar in the past or the depression and loss after becoming a pet, they have nothing to do with the current Mingchen.

"You have become different from before, Ming Chen." He Wenhan shouted at the man's back, he suddenly felt that this familiar man had become very strange.

All the fog of self-righteousness and self-hypnosis was cut by Ming Chen with a knife word by word, and after dispelling the fog, there was the truth and reality that he was unwilling to accept.

"The former Mingchen is dead."

Without looking back, the man strode straight out of the garden.

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When He Wenxuan came out of the study, he saw Ming Chen standing outside the door at first sight. He stepped forward and gently held the shoulder of the man who seemed obviously concerned: "What's wrong?"

His brows were slightly frowned, like ripples of water on a calm lake wrinkled by the wind, He Wenxuan's caring expression was reflected in a pair of clear eyes under his thick eyebrows, Ming Chen seemed to hesitate, hesitating I opened my mouth.

"I met He Wenhan just now, and I said some rather exaggerated things to him, and he was so angry that he left just now, I was wondering if you want to go and see him?"

After listening to Mingchen's words, He Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled lightly: "I thought Wenhan was causing trouble again. I know my twin brother better than you. If you can say some exaggerated things to him, he should also Said some very bad things to you, right? You still think about him at this time."

"I don't want to quarrel with He Wenhan so stiffly, but I won't take the initiative to find him. After all, he is your brother, so I thought maybe I could come to you." Ming Chen looked a little tired, he stepped forward and hugged him He Wenxuan seemed to be the only way to relax him, and said apologetically, "I hope I didn't trouble you."

Soon he hugged the man back, and He Wenxuan gently rubbed Ming Chen's back: "I just happen to have something to talk to him about."

Ming Chen said, "Then I'll wait for you in the study."

Saying goodbye to He Wenxuan, Mingchen entered He Wenxuan's study openly, and walked slowly to the place where He Wenxuan and He Wenhan were talking before. He wiped the back of the chair and took off the miniature bug that he secretly put in the morning and stuffed it into his pocket. inside.

After strolling slowly around the study room, he randomly picked a book and held it in his hand. Ming Chen sat behind He Wenxuan's desk, and the book was spread out on the desk. Before reading a few lines, there was a sound outside the door knocking.

"Come in." He leaned back in the comfortable leather chair.

The butler pushed the door open and placed some exquisite desserts on the small table in the study: "Mr. He prepared it for you, you can enjoy it slowly."

After bowing, the butler left the study room, Ming Chen glanced at the delicate and delicious snacks and suddenly smiled, He Wenxuan is really a caring man.

He put his hand on the drawer handle of the desk, and with a little force, he didn't pull it open, and the drawer was locked.

The scene returns to the moment when Ming Chen and He Wenxuan embraced, the hands that hugged the body, and the small movements that were not noticed when they swiped through the pockets.

Pursing his lips and smiling slightly, Mingchen opened his palm, and in his palm was a small key. He Wenxuan didn't put away the study drawer key in the hotel room on purpose. This small key is not difficult for Mingchen.

He got up and walked to the door of the study room and locked it behind him. The man casually picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth. He put the small storage disk he carried with him into the phonograph in the study room, and then walked back to the desk and sat down.

The key was inserted into the keyhole, and with a click, the drawer opened, and a document wrapped in brown paper lay quietly in the drawer.

Leaning on the back of the black leather chair, the man with his legs crossed quickly and carefully unwrapped the leather file bag, and took out the documents one by one.

"Damn --------" The moment he saw the information, the man who had always been forbearing and calm couldn't help but curse out.

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Mingchen suppressed the anger in his heart, took out his mobile phone and took pictures of all the documents one by one, quickly sorted them out and put them back in the drawer intact.