bend this soldier

While saying goodbye to people on the phone in a friendly way, she was planning her own "poisonous plan" with a sinister smile, hum, Xi Xiaoshou, Xi Xiaoshou, just wait!One day, you will not be able to be arrogant without your man!

But before his plan could be implemented, another phone call came from Brother Fu's assistant, Huo Xu.

"Second Young Master, Young Master Fu has something to discuss with you, so please come here before eight o'clock." Huo Xu's voice was always businesslike, so upright that it was boring. Shao Dongyang once observed him specially because he was bored, and always saw him He wished he could use a settable to compare things with the right-angled side. He felt that his life was too boring and he looked like a monk, so he deliberately stuffed a beautiful boy under his bed on a dark and windy night, but the boy almost died that night. In his hands, of course, please don't think wrongly, the naked boy lying on the bed was regarded as a spy by the over-vigilant Huo Xu, and he grabbed the spy

Nen's neck was pinched to death... Later, because of this matter, Huo Xu "taught" him sternly, completely strangled his curiosity to read gossip, and vowed never to do it again. He couldn't afford to provoke him at will, and always use such things as "delaying the military situation" to pressure him.

"Is there something wrong?" Shao Dongyang asked casually after recalling the unbearable past.

The phone was quiet for a while, and then Huo Xu's voice continued, "It's about the entertainment city under your name."

"Okay, I see, I'll go there now." Shao Dongyang hung up the phone, went back to the noisy box before explaining, and drove back.

When Shao Dongyang went back, he didn't expect that his adoptive father, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was there, and it seemed that Brother Fu was confronting him for some reason, and the atmosphere in the study was very heavy and depressing.

Shao Dongyang glanced suspiciously at Huo Xu, who was standing quietly aside. The latter saw him enter the door and walked over to him, "Second Young Master."

"What happened?" Shao Dongyang glanced at the sitting middle-aged man and standing Fu Yuntian, and politely called, "Father, brother."

He Jianhao, who was sitting on the chair, glanced at him sideways and nodded to him, expressionless on his oppressive face, then he turned his gaze back to Fu Yuntian, and said to him in a serious voice: "Yuntian, I When did I ever hurt you when I raised you up? Your Uncle Mo's daughter is really nice, you can hang out with her first, and talk about it later if you don't like it. "

"Father, I won't like her." Fu Yuntian looked at him neither humble nor overbearing, with a very calm voice.

He Jianhao frowned tightly after hearing his words, "How do you know you won't like her? You haven't even tried."

Fu Yuntian looked at him silently, neither explaining nor refuting.

Shao Dongyang, who had just entered the door, was sweating faintly on his back. He was most afraid of appearing in the space where these two people existed at the same time.

"Oh," He Jianhao sighed suddenly, "I'm doing it for your own good. Your Uncle Mo has quite a strong influence in City A. Marrying his daughter will only make your future easier."

Fu Yuntian remained silent, his back was straight, his expression and eyes were very calm.

He Jianhao saw that he was silent all the time, and his calm personality couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, so he couldn't help raising his voice and said, "You're just talking, what exactly do you want?!"

Fu Yuntian still didn't move, but Shao Dongyang swallowed. He was a little worried that Fu Yuntian would directly tell him about his liking for Xi Zhaoran. If that was the case, his adoptive father would definitely not allow this matter to continue, maybe They will also find someone to do Xi Zhaoran secretly.But after thinking about it, Brother Fu takes Zhaoran so seriously, so he probably wouldn't do anything against him.

But Shao Dongyang never expected that He Jianhao would suddenly say Xi Zhaoran's name directly.

"I know you like that kid from the Xi family, but don't forget what your last name is and what his last name is!" Seeing that he still had that expression, He Jianhao spoke with an indisputable anger in his voice.

As soon as his words came out, the other two were stunned. Fu Yuntian's expressionless face finally showed expression. He frowned and looked at He Jianhao almost questioningly, "What does foster father mean?" What does your last name matter?

He Jianhao pursed his lips and stood up from the chair. Even though he was middle-aged, his tall stature and aggressive facial features still made people subconsciously awe him, and the aura of a superior also made people look up at him involuntarily. , when such a man straightened up, he was like a king of lions patrolling his territory.

He walked in front of Fu Yuntian expressionlessly, his eyes looked down from an absolutely strong man, "Yuntian, let me tell you again, don't think about that kid named Xi anymore, otherwise you should have predicted his end."

"Father!" Fu Yuntian frowned tightly, he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by He Jianhao shaking his head.

"Don't try to resist me, Yuntian," he looked straight into his eyes, the vicissitudes honed by time were hidden in the deep eyes, and his deep voice was slow but with an irresistible sense of oppression, "I only want to I lost one because I took a wrong step back at the most critical moment and made the worst compromise, so that I lost everything in the end, and I can't recover... and I will never make the same mistake again The second time, so, Yuntian..." He raised his hand and patted Fu Yuntian's shoulder, the strength was not heavy, but it made people feel the pressure, "Don't force me to attack your sweetheart."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Fu Yuntian with a stiff face, passed him and strode out of the study without looking back.

Huo Xu respectfully opened and closed the door for him, even though there were only three people in the room, the silence was suffocating.

Shao Dongyang swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, and kept giving Huo Xu who was standing by the side his eyes, signaling the latter to say something to divert Brother Fu's attention, so that he would stop being frozen there.But some people usually have sharp eyes that can count sand, but now they just stand there straight like a doorpost as if they didn't see anything.

Shao Dongyang was so depressed that he had no choice but to go out on his own. He laughed dryly, and was about to speak to call back Brother Fu's attention, but he stopped him with a word.

"Dong Yang, two of the nightclubs under your name have been closed by the police, you can take someone to see it yourself." Fu Yuntian stood in the book with his back to him.

At the table, the indifferent voice was as usual.

"Oh," Shao Dongyang touched his nose and nodded, "I'll go there now, you..." He glanced at Fu Yuntian's back, touched his nose again, and tried his best to say something in his heart to comfort him For a while, but in the end, I just squeezed out a sentence, "Don't be too sad, and ah, don't fight against the foster father, otherwise..."

"A Xu, send the second young master out." Fu Yuntian interrupted him, and glanced sideways at Huo Xu.

"Yes," Huo Xu nodded, then turned to Shao Dongyang, and said, "Second Young Master, please." He opened the door again and gestured to him as a please.

As Shao Dongyang walked out, he rolled his eyes inwardly, this wooden monk's ears are really good now!Next time, let the "mother" in the nightclub introduce him to a girlfriend, and see if he can continue.

"Second Young Master, do you need me to drive you?" Huo Xu asked respectfully as he sent him outside the door.

Shao Dongyang curled his lips, "No need, I'm leaving, you should take good care of your elder brother, let him think about it, anyway..." Anyway, Xi Zhaoran doesn't like him either.The last sentence was too hurtful, he couldn't say it directly, otherwise he couldn't guarantee whether Huo Xu, who had always been a loyal dog and protector, would kick him away.

"Second Young Master, go slowly and be careful all the way." Huo Xu nodded to him, as if he didn't hear the implication that he didn't say.

"You go back." Shao Dongyang waved his hand back, and went downstairs.

Huo Xu stood at the stairs, turned and walked back until his back disappeared.

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Xi Zhaoran's complexion has become more and more beautiful recently, his face is full of red, and everyone is smiling, as if his whole body is surrounded by spring breeze.He also often skipped work when he was at work, and wandered to the places Tan Tianyang would pass by when he was inspecting the floors, pretending to meet them by chance.

The number of "coincident encounters" has increased, and Tan Tianyang also saw what he meant, so he asked him: "Is the job easy now?"

"Very boring." Xi Zhaoran shrugged, most of the time when he sat in the office he was in a daze.

When Tan Tianyang asked him, he was standing in the kitchen cooking in a floral apron. When he heard Xi Zhaoran's answer, he cut the vegetables with his hands and thought for a while before saying: "You will inherit Katsuo?"

"No," Xi Zhaoran shook his head very clearly. Not only would he not inherit anything from the Xi family, but he also wished to leave there sooner. He approached Tan Tianyang, looked at him with a smile and asked, "Tianyang, if I don't Inheriting the things from the Xi family, can you support me?"

Tan Tianyang stopped the action of chopping vegetables in his hands and raised his head to think about it seriously before he said with some uncertainty: "Normal

Raising land should not be a problem, but I can't afford a car for the time being, nor can I afford a good house in a prime location." He took another look at his snow-white shirt with a collar, "Maybe I can't buy it for you. Good shirt to wear. "

After he finished answering, he took the hanging pot and washed it with hot water, put it on the stove, poured oil and started cooking, his skillful movements were very beautiful.

"Then I don't want to stay at Xi's house anymore, you can support me." Xi Zhaoran felt his eyes were a little hot, he lay down on his generous back, and pressed his face to the back of his neck.

"No regrets?" Tan Tianyang asked while turning the frying spoon.