Waste material Wen Er Shao was submerged

"Wen-ya-shi, you prodigal son..." The second young master was inspired, so he had to wake up. Not only was he woken up by fright, but he was also scared away from the sequelae of the cold.

After the second young master opened his eyes and looked carefully, he couldn't help swallowing, and moved quietly behind Mu Fan.

Eldest Young Master Wen stood alone by the pier fiercely, staring at Second Young Master Wen with eyes that looked as if he wanted to eat people.

The beautiful captain's ship had already left, and the second young master could only see the buttocks of the ship when he turned his head. It was hopeless to escape back to the ship.The Second Young Master turned his begging eyes to Mu Fan, and now he could only turn to Mu Fan for help, although he also knew that his elder brother appeared here because of Mu Fan's mischief, but he didn't have time to worry about it at this time.

"Don't come over here yet." Eldest Young Master Wen yelled again, Second Young Master shrank his neck in fright, and pulled Mufan's sleeves helplessly, screaming pitifully.

"Brother..." Mu Fan pulled the second young master out from behind, pointed at the young master Wen and said.

"That's your brother." The second young master couldn't survive, so he was crying like a ghost.

"Mu Fan, you are my own brother, and that man is my step brother." The Second Young Master said this in a moderate voice, just enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

Mu Fan and Young Master Wen raised their eyebrows at the same time, looked at each other, and communicated silently.This is your brother!What a shame.Young Master Wen quickly shook his head and denied it, that is definitely not my brother, I don't know him.

There is no one in Jiacheng who doesn't know Mu Fan and First Young Master Wen, even if they don't know them, there is no one who doesn't know Second Young Master Wen.Because the old people will know that there is a good-for-nothing second-generation ancestor named Wen Yashi in Jiacheng, who comes to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble all day long; adults will often argue about which new wife Wen Er Shao is seducing; They would smile and clap their hands and shout that the teacher said that if you don't study hard, you will be as useless as Wen Er Shao in the future.

Then Er Shao became the spokesperson of Jiacheng, but unfortunately he was the spokesperson of Bad Example.And the wailing and howling of the Second Young Master just now immediately attracted the attention of other people in the port.After discovering that it was the Second Young Master Wen, they all stopped their work and planned to take a look at other things. After all, people like to join in the fun.

There were more people watching, Mu Fan and First Young Master Wen glanced at each other again, and then walked away quickly, each in one direction in tacit understanding, really worthy of being close classmates and friends.The second young master who stayed where he was was distressedly looked at the direction where his brother was leaving, looking at the direction where Mu Fan was leaving, and then at the audience around him, shouting angrily.

"What are you looking at? I'm watching the rape of a woman/the robbery of a man." The crowd booed and dispersed, and the second young master proudly held his head high and resolutely chased after Mu Fan.Just kidding, he didn't dare to go to his brother's place at this time, he had already thought about it on the ship, and hung on to Mu Fan first.

The second young master had calculated thousands of times, but he made a mistake, that is, where would Mu Fan go?So when the second young master got into Mu Fan's private car with a shameless face, he realized that the place he was driving to was a little familiar.

It wasn't until the car stopped that Er Shao figured out where this familiar place was.Coincidentally, it was Wenye Group, the company of Wen Second Young Master's family.The second young master wanted to stay in the car, but unfortunately, he was kicked out by the first young master Wen who drove up behind him.

Following the two of them into the company with resentment, the second young master felt that his back, which was usually upright, bent down involuntarily, and he felt guilty.Didn't say anything to the staff though with whom they missed?But the contempt that was unintentionally revealed was so strong that the thick-skinned Er Shao felt uncomfortable.

Er Shao and his group are on the second floor at the moment, and they are basically facing the bottom-level employees of Wenye.And they were about to get into the elevator, when the elevator door opened, and the old man who came out bumped into the second young master.

"Little bastard, kneel down for me..." Hearing the angry roar, the second young master knelt down physically before he realized it.That thumping sound made all the employees in the office notice the situation, they all stopped their movements and looked straight at the scene, never expecting that the second generation ancestor who usually flaunts his power would kneel on the ground at this moment.

When Er Shao reacted and looked up, he saw old man Wen standing at the elevator door with a livid face and staring at him.The second young master said in his heart that it was over, and bumped into his father himself, this time he would have to shed a layer of skin if he didn't die.

Sure enough, Mr. Wen took the chicken feather stick handed over by the secretary, and said to all the staff in the room.

"I heard that Ji Ye was a wise man. He thought he hadn't done anything harmful to nature, but he had a son who didn't live up to expectations. He even betrayed the company with outsiders and almost ruined the company. Today I will be in front of everyone. , beat this unfilial son to death." After speaking intermittently in one breath, it can be seen that the old man is really pissed off.

Then the old man walked towards the second young master with trembling steps, and the chicken feathers fell on the second young master mercilessly.The sound of swishing and swishing sprinted in the quiet environment, and everyone involuntarily gasped. Some couldn't bear to see this scene, and some gloated at the good show.

Most of the poles fell on the back. In fact, it didn't hurt very much to hit the chicken feather pole. The key is that the old man hit people with the pole with all his strength.The pole landed in the same spot over and over again, and it would be a lie to say it didn't hurt.

Er Shao has one advantage, that is stubbornness, as long as he doesn't want to, he will insist on not speaking.So when old man Wen started beating him, he kept silent, not even willing to move, let alone dodge.Not long after, the white shirt on Second Young Master's body had been soaked with traces of red marks, and the madman heard that the old man couldn't see the red marks at all, and instead looked for the bright red marks to smoke.

In the end, Young Master Wen couldn't see it, so he walked over and stopped Old Man Wen, unwilling to persuade him.

"Forget it, Dad, you really want to kill him. It's no wonder that mother isn't in a hurry with you." The old man Wen also thought of his beloved wife at home, and thought that the child whom his beloved wife loves is such a virtue, and he suddenly became angry again. Blood welled up.

"Get lost." Second Young Master staggered to his feet, wiped away the snot that came down at some point, and wanted to leave with a stubborn frown.Reluctantly, his body was already weak after the high fever, and he was beaten so hard that he stood up and knelt down again.

Mu Fan quickly supported him, nodded to Old Master Wen and First Young Master Wen, staggered Second Young Master's back with one hand, and supported his legs with the other to hug him.

"Let Yashi go to my place first!" After speaking, Mu Fan looked at First Young Master Wen, and after getting the latter's nod of agreement, he left with his arms in his arms.

When Mu Fan and Wen Er Shao were nowhere to be seen, Old Man Wen dropped the chicken feather pole, sat down on the chair exhaustedly, and supported his forehead full of vicissitudes.As the saying goes, it hurts his mother's heart to beat Zai'er, so how could he have the heart to really beat someone to death, but helplessly, this worry-free son...

Er Shao was carried out of the company by Mu Fan, and there were people watching curiously along the way, Er Shao was a little embarrassed and depressed.But Second Young Master is not someone who cares about rumors, although he also feels ashamed to be hugged by a man, but he has no energy to struggle.He kept hiding his head like an ostrich in a stuffy manner, and there were bursts of stabbing pains on his back, which he didn't feel when he was stiff just now, but now the pain came out like a piercing pain.

Sitting in the car, Mu Fan didn't let him go, but let Er Shao sit on his lap, and gently unbuttoned Er Shao's shirt. The cloth lay on the wound on his back, and Er Shao sucked in pain in one breath.Mu Fan's movements were a little lighter, but he taught the second young master mercilessly.

"It's good to know it hurts, so that you don't have to use your brain when doing things next time." The second young master sniffed and frowned.

"Mu Fan, I want to have a runny nose." Mu Fan took a deep breath, trying to convince himself that he was not as knowledgeable as this little bastard, took out a few pieces of paper from the back seat, stretched it out to Er Shao's nose and wiped it carelessly.

"I'm about to become your mother." The second young master rolled his eyes, Mu Fan's thigh was hot under his buttocks, he moved to find a more comfortable place, when he accidentally touched the wound, the pain suddenly returned Gritting teeth.

"I've caught a cold..." means, is there any talk about the sick?

"Yes, I'll leave it to you." There was an inexplicable sense of fragility on the painfully wrinkled face in front of him, so that Mu Fan couldn't help but want to hurt him.He didn't know why he brought the little bastard back to his side, anyway, he was startled by Er Shao's stubborn expression, which made his heart fluctuate.

"Just now, why were you so stubborn? It took a lot of pain to be soft." He felt quite painful when the pole fell again and again, and he was a little surprised how the bullying second young master could stand it.Er Shao looked up at Mu Fan and smiled triumphantly.

"You don't know my dad. If I really give in, he won't let me go so easily." Mu Fan blacked out, and this little bastard was just playing tricks to gain sympathy.

"It seems that there should be no sympathy for you."

In the villa on the other side, Mrs. Wen heard that her son was back, and happily cooked a table of delicious dishes herself, but it was a pity that it was time for dinner.Only my wife and the eldest son came back. The youngest son, whom I love the most, was nowhere to be seen. After telling the story of the day from the mouth of the eldest son, he has been in a very complicated mood.

On the one hand, you are worried about your son's injury, and on the other hand, you blame your wife for being cruel. If you are a father, if you don't reflect on your son, what's the use of blaming your son?Now that her son was taken away again, the more Mrs. Wen thought about it, the more worried she became. Mu Fan was unreliable, how could a lover be beaten and watched.

Maybe where is my son suffering now?Thinking of this, Mrs. Wen couldn't sit still, she hurriedly put on a coat and was about to go out.Seeing that the old lady had run away, the whole family felt a little worried, so they had no choice but to follow.

When the Wen family's family arrived, what were Mu Fanzheng and the second young master doing in the room?The door was closed tightly, and the family outside the door could only hear the ambiguous voice from inside and imagine freely.

"Mu Fan...I'm in pain, take it easy..."

"Be patient, and get used to it after a few more insertions."

"Don't press me down, you're so heavy."

"Hey, I won't hold you down, what are you going to do..."

"Uh...it hurts..." Everyone was listening outside the door with black lines all over their faces. In broad daylight, what are they doing inside with the door closed?

The author has something to say: the second watch...it's not yet 5 o'clock...