man in suit

Lightning streaked across the night sky as if torn apart the night, and the muffled thunder sounded like the roar of monsters from another world.

The storm continued, and it was pitch black outside the window. The smell of the sea wafted in the humid air, which was a little cold and a little fishy.

After licking the bright red wine remaining on his lips with the tip of his tongue, Mingchen looked away from the window and raised his wrist to look at the time. The hour hand pointed to eleven, the minute hand pointed to four, and the second hand was still turning.

"Are you sleepy? Go back to the lounge and rest for a while. The wind outside is too strong, and going down the mountain will be dangerous." Seeing Mingchen looking at his watch, He Wenxuan asked Mingchen considerately if he needed to rest first.

A round steel ball candy in his hand was turning between his fingers. Mingchen smiled slightly. He looked at the guests in the hall who were still immersed in music and dancing, shook his head and said, "I'm just looking at this How long has it been raining, and the rain is so heavy that it seems difficult for the guests to go back to the villa, no matter whether it is a boat or a helicopter, there is no way to travel."

There was another thunder, and at the same time as the thunder exploded, the steel ball candy in Mingchen's hand slipped from his fingertips to the ground, and a waiter not far away was walking towards them carrying two glasses of red wine.

"Well, helicopters can't take off in heavy rain..." Before He Wenxuan finished speaking, a panicked scream sounded in his ears.

A waiter with slippery feet, an overturned red wine glass, a beautiful waiter who screamed piercingly, and a gentleman who hurriedly stood up to support the beautiful waiter but was splashed with red wine.

Two glasses of red wine were spilled on Ming Chen, the waitress was so frightened that her face turned pale, her lips were trembling and she couldn't even speak. They all knew that the guests who came to the palace today were either rich or expensive, and only the guests were needed One sentence and they will lose this precious job.

"It's okay, it's really okay." Smiling and comforting the waitress in turn, Ming Chen let go of the waitress who almost fell, looked at the broken glass on the ground and said, "Clean it up."

"Are you not injured?" He Wenxuan quickly walked to Mingchen's side to check. Fortunately, he was only spilled with red wine and was not hurt by the wine glass.

Ming Chen shook his head, looked down at his wine-red "white shirt" with a wry smile, and sighed, "It's so sticky, I have to take a shower and change my clothes."

After leaving the hall and returning to the previous lounge, Mingchen blocked He Wenxuan who wanted to enter the bedroom with him, He Wenxuan said with a smile: "Okay, I'll wait for you outside."

"I may stay in the house for a while. If you want to go back, come to me?" Ming Chen said, "There is no need to stay with me all the time. I know you have a lot of things to do tonight."

"En." He Wenxuan responded, and warned, "Remember to lock the door behind you later, and don't open it for anyone if it's not us."

I really like to chatter like a mother, Ming Chen nodded.

After a while, the waiter of the palace brought a spare suit. Although the fabric and style were not as beautiful as Ming Chen's haute couture suit, at least it was clean.

He Wenxuan said goodbye with a smile, took a change of clothes and locked the bedroom door behind him, the gentle and quiet smile on Ming Chen's face disappeared without a trace the moment he turned around, the delicateness and fragility in his eyes was replaced by the cold firmness Ice replaced it, and slowly took off the dirty clothes and threw them on the ground.

The man pressed the player in the room, and the beautiful female voice sang as if it came from the ritual chant of the forest goddess, solemn but ethereal.

Walking into the bathroom with bare feet, the man's hair was wetted by the spray from the shower, and it slid down his graceful and poignant long neck to the butterfly bone on his back...

The palm of his hand wiped away the water mist on the bathroom mirror. The man whose hair was still dripping with water looked at himself in the mirror. His fingers rubbed his chin lightly. Ming Chen looked down at his left wrist. Except for an identity number that marked him from District [-], there was no longer that small chip in his body.

The hot water was still flowing from the shower, Ming Chen turned and left the bathroom, took out the spare suit from the bag, gently rubbed his fingers against the cool fabric, and neatly made this set even the shirt black A pure black suit was worn on the body.

Plain white fingers buttoned the cufflinks, put the not-so-simple custom-made pen into the pocket of the coat, and walked to the head of the bed. The man sitting by the bed raised one leg and stepped on the edge of the bed, and casually took it out from under the pillow. A sharp dagger was tied to his calf, and he put on black socks and leather shoes.

He got up and walked to the small safe for guests in the lounge and squatted down. After entering the password, the safe opened with a crisp "click", and a cold black pistol rolled out of the safe.

Outside the window, the storm is still there.

When He Wenxuan came, John was sitting with He Hongxue and the others.

The torrential rain was pattering against the window, and He Wenhan was leaning against the window, standing faceless, with his hands folded in front of his chest, his jaw slightly lifted, and a cold, cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He Hongxue leaned against the desk behind him, his face still expressionless and calm.

"Wenxuan!" Seeing He Wenxuan coming in, John stood up anxiously, looked at He Wenxuan almost pleadingly, and said in a hurried tone, "You have to help me, you have to help me."

"Don't worry." The gentle smile is the most unguarded indifference. He Wenxuan walked steadily between He Hongxue and He Wenhan. Looking at the three brothers in front of him, John's eyes widened, and he fell back in frustration. on the sofa.

John lowered his head, rubbed his cheeks vigorously with both hands, and growled with anger and unwillingness: "I'm so stupid that I think you will help me!"

Today was his engagement ceremony, but what should have been a happy day turned into constant troubles since Wu Xin had an accident, and even bigger troubles stood in front of him.

John froze for a moment when he heard Wu Xin's name from He Hongxue's mouth, and then these men who used to be his friends quickly showed their cold side, if He Hongxue and the others told Princess Margaret about the special Maybe John's marriage dream will be broken.

This is undoubtedly a disaster for John, whose family is in desperate need of royal assistance.

John quickly understood the purpose of He Hongxue and the others. These gentle scum wanted to use this to threaten him, blackmail him, and even control him.

"You are my friend, of course I will help you, but John, you have to cooperate with us." He Wenxuan looked at his old friend calmly and almost coldly, and said word by word, "Wu Xin was implanted He bought a nano-robot that can control his breathing, and that person is in this palace now, that mysterious man wants to ruin your engagement ceremony, and he also wants to kill Wu Xin, do you have feelings for Wu Xin? Even if it’s just A little bit."

John almost roared out, squinting and shouting, "Of course I love him!" His chest heaved violently, his lips quivered slightly as if he was about to cry, too many bad things happened to him tonight.

The moment he heard about Wu Xin's accident, he almost wanted to check the man's injuries immediately, but he still had to suppress his true emotions in front of Margaret, and He Hongxue and the others still knew about him and Wu Xin. He felt confused, anxious but didn't know what to do.

John looked at the three He family brothers in front of him with distrust, looked at He Wenxuan and them coldly like a trapped wild wolf, and said in a deep voice: "How do I know that you didn't hurt Wu Xin to blackmail him?" I?"

"If we want to blackmail you, there is no need to tamper with the engagement ceremony between you and Princess Margaret. Everyone knows that Wu Xin belongs to my elder brother..." He Wenhan curled his lips and shrugged when John glared at him. Shrugging his shoulders, he continued, "We don't need to involve ourselves, and there is no reason to kill Wu Xin."

He Hongxue said: "It is still unknown who is secretly sabotaging your engagement ceremony with Princess Margaret, and that person probably knows about your relationship with Wu Xin, John, have you offended anyone recently, or have you What enemies are there?"

What He Hongxue said frightened John. When he thought about whether someone would secretly try to kill him, he became very nervous, and his arrogance suddenly weakened.

John pursed his lips tightly and shook his head, said in a deep voice, "No." But he quickly changed his words, "I don't know, what I mean is... I spent some money before, probably because I offended a certain girl or The boy's family, but that's all in the past, could it be them?"

This answer is distressing. It seems that John doesn't even know that he has offended anyone.

It's just not that simple. Think about it, there is a person who quietly controlled Wu Xin and was able to sneak into Princess Margaret's engagement ceremony silently. That person may be one of the guests. It could also be a waiter.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to control John is one goal, but He Hongxue still has to find potential enemies in the end.

"Have any guests left the palace so far?" He Hongxue asked.

"Zheng Bo has confirmed that no guests have left the palace because of the heavy rain, and he has controlled all the entrances and exits." He Wenhan frowned, "There are hundreds of guests, waiters and other staff, even if we Knowing that guy is in the palace, it's hard to know his identity."

"Wait." He Hongxue only said one word.

"Wait?" John asked suspiciously.

"That person should still be moving, it won't be that simple." He Hongxue thought for a while and asked, "Where is Princess Margaret now?"

John said with a sullen face: "She is still sulking, and what happened today has made her angry. Margaret is a woman with a bad temper."

He couldn't help complaining about his fiancée, and realized that he had shown too much real emotion, so John quickly changed his words: "She smashed things in the room."

The phone rang suddenly, and He Wenxuan answered the phone, a strange flash of light flashed in his eyes.