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Zhong Xiaoyan's words made Zhong Chuheng startled

Wait for "the two of them"?

It's okay for him to wait for women's clothing, but for him to wait for men's clothing...why?

He looked through Shen Moyan's text messages again.

He recalled the conversation between him and Shen Moyan just now in his mind.

【Did Wanran say anything to you? 】

[If it's about you and my brother, I've said everything that needs to be said. 】

[I'll pick you up by car? 】

[No need to pick up, I won’t come back today. 】

When thinking of this, Zhong Chuheng couldn't help but click his tongue.

Because he was eager to hang up Shen Moyan's phone at that time, he just said whatever came to his mind without deliberating.

But the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

So, did Shen Moyan think that the women's clothing was angry about him and the men's clothing?

In addition, both of them are not at home, and the phone is turned off if the text message is not returned...

This Young Master Shen must have already staged a bloody love triangle in his head, right?

Zhong Chuheng couldn't help feeling a little dizzy.

When he and Shen Moyan got married back then, they clearly agreed not to interfere with each other, and even wrote a special marriage agreement.

So what is he fuming about now?

What kind of affectionate husband are you playing?

Is there any way to fool Shen Moyan away without arousing his suspicion...

After all, he was alone, and it was impossible for him to go back as "two people" as Shen Moyan said.

Do not……

Perhaps, two people can appear at the same time...

Just use some blindfold...

Thinking of this, he picked up the phone and whispered to Zhong Xiaoyan,

"I'll send you the address and gate code of Shen Moyan's villa in a while, and you will live in Shen Moyan's villa tonight."

"Master Shen's... villa?"

Zhong Xiaoyan's voice was obviously shocked, "Brother, are you joking?"

Zhong Chuheng: "Don't worry, there is no one else in the villa at this time, you just need to lie on the bed and sleep."

Zhong Xiaoyan still hesitated:

"Is it true that you don't know how to wear clothes? After all, there is a big difference in the size of the two of us."

Zhong Chuheng: "It's dark, covered with a quilt, and you have a background in psychology, and your acting skills are not bad, do you think you can pass it on?"

As he said that, he increased his stakes, "Yan Wanran already had doubts about us before, if Shen Moyan doesn't give Shen Moyan a shot in the arm, I'm afraid this wealthy family won't be able to stay any longer, and when the debt is repaid, our family may have to sleep in the open It's on the street."

Zhong Xiaoyan on the other end of the phone gasped, and immediately responded, "Okay, I see, I'll go now."

After a moment of hesitation, she spoke again,

"Brother, will you replace me then?"

"Don't worry, of course you will."

For some reason, Yan Wanran and her brother appeared in Zhong Chuheng's mind.

I don't know, was it because Yan Wanran replaced her brother because she had to, or was there a reason for it?

After making arrangements for Zhong Xiaoyan, Zhong Chuheng hailed a car and headed to the commercial street.

Not long after getting in the car, Shen Moyan's call came as scheduled.

After Zhong Chuheng considered his words, he reached out to pick up the phone.

"Master Shen, are you free? It's text messages and phone calls."

"where did you go?"

Shen Moyan's voice sounded a little anxious,

"I'm at your house now, when are you coming back?"

Zhong Chuheng: "Is there something wrong with Young Master Shen? If it's about my brother, he is with me now, and he has explained everything your stepmother said to me."

What he said was ambiguous, as if they were all on point, and none of them seemed to be on point, which made Shen Moyan even more anxious, and asked directly, "Where are you? I'll drive here now."

Zhong Chuheng looked at the signboard of the commercial street not far ahead, and said lightly, "I'm not famous either. My brother said that he has a project here, and it seems to be your project."

For a moment, Zhong Chuheng clearly felt that Shen Moyan's breathing became heavy.

Obviously, he left a psychological shadow on the commercial street.

After a while, he said,

"Okay, I see."

After hanging up the phone, the car happened to arrive at the destination.

After getting out of the car, Zhong Chuheng went to the shop of Scar Man in a familiar way.

At the same time, the man with the scar was sitting at the door of the shop smoking a cigarette.

Zhong Chuheng couldn't help turning on the recording function of the phone and hiding it in his pocket.

Then, he strode towards the man with the scar,

"Boss Qian, long time no see."

After seeing Zhong Chuheng, the man with the scar took a puff of cigarette, and a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "How about the medicine? The effect is not bad, right?"

Zhong Chuheng smiled lightly, "It's pretty good, I wonder if you still have stock here?"

Hearing this sentence, the man with the scar showed a meaningful expression. He picked up the cigarette and took another deep breath, then threw it on the ground and stomped it, and stretched out his hand to greet Zhong Chuheng to enter the store.

After Zhong Chuheng entered the store, the man with the scar stretched out his hand to cover the door of the store.

Afterwards, he looked at Zhong Chuheng with a smile on his face,

"Yes, but if you still want it, it won't be the same price as last time."

Hearing this, Zhong Chuheng immediately understood what the scarred man meant.

Obviously, he knew that the medicine had poisonous ingredients, and if he took too much, it would lead to addiction.

Therefore, when he described the medicine, he said "the effect varies from person to person".

In other words, according to the different desires of people, the addiction will also be different.

Zhong Chuheng: "That is to say, you still have the goods here?"

The scarred man smiled slightly, "There is no shortage of goods, it depends on how much you want."

Zhong Chuheng: "You said earlier that this medicine was imported from India, did you just talk about it casually?"

"It doesn't matter where it's imported from."

The scarred man's eyes became sharp,

"The important thing is whether the medicine is effective or not."

Zhong Chuheng nodded thoughtfully, "Then if you want to buy more, can you buy it?"

The scarred man laughed,

"It depends on how much money you pay for it."

"How much can you exchange for the number of one hundred thousand?"

After pondering for a moment, the scarred man slowly shook his head,

"Maybe I can only change ten boxes..."

In other words, 1 yuan a box.

It is nearly a hundred times higher than before.

Zhong Chuheng: "Is it all in stock?"

The scarred man nodded, and then he narrowed his eyes slightly,

"Of course, if I don't see the money, you don't want to see the goods either."

Zhong Chuheng smiled faintly, "Boss Qian, if you don't inspect the goods for me first, how can I give you the money without worry?"

The man with the scar made a low snort, and he walked to the warehouse inside, and after a while, he took out ten boxes of pills.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Chuheng couldn't help but glanced sideways in the direction of the warehouse, "It seems that you, Boss Qian, have more than ten boxes here? About how many?"

Hearing this, the man with the scar looked at Zhong Chuheng with a chill in his eyes, "Boy, ten boxes is enough for you to eat for a long time, don't be too greedy, after all, this medicine is not an ordinary item."

"Not an ordinary item?"

Zhong Chuheng was thoughtful, "Then what is this medicine? Could it be..."

Immediately, he opened his eyes wide, "Could it be drugs?"

Hearing this, the man with the scar suddenly changed his expression.

Seeing his appearance, Zhong Chuheng pretended to be surprised and said,

"Really? Boss Qian, if you are caught, not only will the store not be able to continue with your dose, but you will be sentenced to death, right?"

At the same time, the scarred man's expression became serious, and his voice became stiff, "Are you really here to buy medicine?"

Zhong Chuheng smiled faintly, "Before buying medicine, I have something to show Boss Qian."

As he spoke, he took out a document from his bag and handed it to the man with the scar.

"Mr. Qian, please take a look at it. If there is no problem, sign it."

Seeing this document, the scarred man's face became more and more gloomy.

This document is nothing but the commercial street relocation agreement proposed by Zhong Chuheng.

After seeing the words relocation, the man with the scar was furious, grabbed Zhong Chuheng's lapel, and roared, "You bastard is indeed the running dog sent by Shen, what the hell are you pretending to be a grandson?" , I’ve said it before, I won’t move even if I die!”

Zhong Chuheng sneered, reached out and took out the phone that recorded the audio, and pressed the end button, "It's up to you. I don't think I need to teach you which one to choose between signature and death penalty?"

"You bastard!"

This move obviously angered the man with the scar. He reached out to grab something from the counter, and charged towards Zhong Chuheng.

Zhong Chuheng only felt a silver light flash in front of his eyes.

This is obviously a shining knife!

Zhong Chuheng took his time, saw the direction of the sharp knife, and turned sideways to avoid it.

Afterwards, he directly opened the false door and took a step back.

I thought that the man with the scar would restrain himself a little under the watchful eyes of everyone, but he obviously lost his mind and chased him out with a knife in his hand.

Just when Zhong Chuheng was about to stop him, a person suddenly stood in front of him.

In an instant, the scar man's blade grazed the man's arm, and blood splashed out immediately.

Seeing this, Zhong Chuheng's eyes darkened immediately, he grabbed the man's shoulder and pushed him aside, "Stay aside for me."

Then, he flew up and kicked the scarred man's ankle. When the scarred man's foot was unstable, he grabbed his wrist and forced him to let go. His stomach was pushed hard.

Under his repeated violent attacks, the man with the scar instantly lost the strength to fight back, and fell to the ground humming.

Zhong Chuheng was condescending, with cold eyes,

"I wanted to spare your life, but if you want to die yourself, you can't blame others."

With that said, he picked up his cell phone and directly pressed the alarm call.

Seeing this scene, the people around the commercial street were frightened and stupid, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

Zhong Chuheng looked around for a while and said intently,

"I think everyone has also seen that if the world has a drug trafficking den here, I am afraid that the business here will plummet. If you sign the contract now, you can still receive the previous relocation subsidies, but after the news of the drug trafficking den spreads, I don't know what will happen. That’s it, let’s think about it carefully.”

Hearing Zhong Chuheng's words, people in the commercial street looked at each other in blank dismay, showing fearful looks one after another.

As he spoke, he looked at the injured person next to him, his eyes narrowed slightly,

"Come here, let me bandage you up."

At the same time, someone in the crowd shouted,

"Du Yiliu, isn't the man who knocked Boss Qian to the ground your boyfriend?"