After the real young master came back, the fake young master ran away overnight

A video began to play on the big screen.

The original soothing music was replaced by noisy sounds, and everyone who was chatting couldn't help looking at the big screen.

"Happy 24th birthday to Wenci's great son Yuansu!" After the words of blessing were over, several people were revealed.

The person holding the mobile phone to take the video seems to be standing unsteadily. The mobile phone is shaking, causing the picture to shake too, making people dizzy.

But soon settled down.

There are six people in the picture.

The younger Yuan Su's clothes were in tatters, his face was covered with bruises, he was cursing, and wanted to smash his phone, but was quickly stopped by Wenci.

Wen Ci was not much better, her fair and delicate face was covered with bruises, and her eyes were swollen.But he didn't care, he greeted the camera with a smile and then turned his head to look at the man behind him, "Yuan Su, don't count your words, hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

Yuan Su made a "grass" sound, "Damn it, just call it, what are you recording the video for?"

"Shut it off! Whoever lets it go, why don't you hurry up and shut it down for me!"

The dusty memory was completely awakened by that sentence, Yuan Su roared furiously, his face flushed red.

Damn, this can be regarded as the most humiliating time he has ever been.

If this is seen by so many people, he can just stop living.

Li Shengcheng, who had been absent all this time, quietly appeared behind Wenci, and made an OK gesture, "One person gave a thousand, and they left, and the video will not be interrupted. But you are too cruel, after three years, you are still here. Give Yuan Su a shock, it makes me laugh to death."

"He asked for it." Wen Ci said.

He prepared two big gifts, and chose to give him this one according to Yuan Speed's treatment of him.

The video was still going on, and Yuan Su, who was standing beside Wen Ci, blushed, cursed at the end, gave it up, raised his head and shouted: "I, Yuan Su, am willing to bet and admit defeat."

Then he stood opposite Wenci, bowed hard, and shouted, "Dad, my son lost, and he lost so convincingly."

A loving smile appeared on Wen Ci's face, he raised his hand and rubbed Yuan Su's head, and sighed: "My dear, it's okay to lose."

Yuan Su shook off the hand that heard the words, and with a stinky face, he ran directly to the mobile phone that was recording, grabbed the mobile phone and slammed it on the ground.

The screen was left in pitch black, and the video ended.

The audience was silent, and then they all looked at the two protagonists in the video.

Yuan Su clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he gritted his teeth to hold back the anger in his heart.

He remembered that he had already smashed his mobile phone and stepped on it a few times, why the video is still there.

"I found someone to fix the phone. Although it took a lot of effort, but fortunately the video is still there." Wen Ci stood beside Yuan Su, rolled his eyes, and smiled happily, "Son, happy birthday. If you give me a big gift, I will give you one in return, which is interesting enough."

This video was taken three years ago.

At that time, Yuan Su and Wen Ci disliked each other to the extreme, so they made an appointment and made a bet: the loser will be called the winner's father, and then express that they are willing to bet and admit defeat, and within three months they will never be able to Looking for trouble on purpose.

The two fought each other for 10 to [-] minutes, and neither of them accepted the other. When they were finally found, Yuan Su was lying on the ground and had no strength to fight anymore, so he could only admit defeat.

His face was as black as if a layer of ink had been splashed on it. Yuan Su could feel the people around him looking at him more and more complicatedly. Some people even started laughing regardless of anything. He was so angry that he trembled all over, and punched Wen Wen behind him. word.

"Run." After Wen Ci and Li Shengcheng finished speaking, they turned and ran.

The purpose of his coming here today is to give such a big gift, so that Yuan Su can take it easy and stop thinking about how to target him all day long.

The goal is achieved, you can slip away.

But there were people all around, and the two waiters standing at the door obeyed Yuan Su's words and blocked the door to prevent people from going out.

Wen Ci could only run around in the main hall, avoiding Yuan Su, and finally seeing that Yuan Su was about to catch up, Wen Ci turned his head and said while running, "Son, your crown fell off, help me quickly, today you Birthday, how unlucky to lose the crown."

Yuan Su subconsciously raised his hand to help him, and when he reacted, he roared angrily, his eyes were red, "Shut up, who the hell is your son."

Wen Ci laughed so hard that she could hardly breathe, and when she turned her head, she slammed into someone's arms.

He didn't expect that there was someone in front of him at all, his eyes flickered, his body tilted, and he leaned back covering his nose that was almost so painful that he was almost unconscious.

At the critical moment, someone grabbed Wen Ci's wrist, pulled her forward, and threw herself into the opponent's arms again.

The faint scent of mint gradually cleared up the confused brain. When he heard the words and came back to his senses, his hands hugged the man tightly without knowing when, and he was as close as a couple in love.

Hearing Ci's heart, he immediately let go of his hands, took a few steps back, and said with a slight bow, "I'm sorry."

Yuan Su, who was standing next to him, didn't move, and the people around him were silent. From the corner of his eyes, he saw their expressions as if they had seen a ghost, and he felt a "thump" in his heart, sensing something was wrong.

The familiar sense of oppression made Wenci's scalp numb, and he slowly looked up.

The man with an indifferent face stared at him quietly, and asked softly, "Are you all right?"

Facing those deep eyes that can't see through any emotions, Wen Ci's body stiffened and stammered: "No, it's okay..."

All kinds of information about the villain flashed across his mind, and he couldn't catch it even after hearing the words. What he was most sure of was that the villain's personality was unpredictable, so he asked him calmly, "Are you okay?" I wanted to kill him for a second.

The audience was so quiet that every pore in his body was screaming and uncomfortable. He turned his head and searched around, never wishing to hear the sound so much.

The protagonist has the aura of the protagonist, which will definitely attract the attention of the villain, and then he can take the opportunity to slip away.

God seemed to have heard Wen Ci praying inwardly. A few seconds later, Wen Sheng, who had changed his clothes, walked in from the door. He realized that the audience was too quiet, looked at Wen Ci, raised his eyebrows, and smiled.

Wen Ci withdrew his gaze, and quietly glanced at Chi Guanyan, who was still staring at him without shifting his gaze.He gritted his teeth and walked towards Wen Sheng, but Chi Guanyan was still staring at him.

Wen Ci was seen a little at a loss, standing where he was, for the first time he didn't know what expression to make.

"Mr. Chi, I didn't expect you to come." Yuan Su realized, changed the anger on his face, and approached Chi Guanyan with a smile, "I'm so happy that you can come, It was my mistake that I didn't notice you coming before."

Before he approached, Chi Guanyan sat back on the sofa again, did not speak, his eyes fell on Wenci's hand.

Yuan Su could feel his estrangement, so he didn't go up to touch him. He poked out Wen Ci fiercely with his eyes, and said cheerfully: "Mr. Chi, Wen Ci didn't hurt you, did he? He's just so reckless, he doesn't even look at it when he walks. Be careful, or I will accompany you to the hospital for a checkup?"

Wen Ci was racking his brains to recall when Wen Sheng and Chi Guanyan first met, when he suddenly noticed that Chi Guanyan seemed to be staring at his hand and looked down.

Because the wound has not yet healed, there is still a bandage on his hand, which looks awkward at first glance.

Is Chi Guanyan looking at his hands?Still looking at his corgi ass in bandages?

Hearing the words, he put his hands behind his back in an instant, looked up at Chi Guanyan, felt that he could no longer be in a stalemate, and said softly: "I didn't see the road clearly just now, and I bumped into Mr. Chi, I'm very sorry."

Yuan Su added insult to injury, "What's the use of apologizing, and the tone is not sincere at all, Mr. Chi was injured by you, are you responsible?"

Wen Ci was too lazy to give Yuan Su any eyes, and said to Chi Guan seriously: "If President Chi is injured by me, I will take responsibility to the end."

No one spoke.

The people around watching the theater were afraid of being tired of watching Chi, but now that something happened, they all stood quietly as the background board for fear of harming themselves.

Wenci rubbed his nose, which was still a little sore, wondering whether Chi Guanyan was angry or not when he kept silent.

"How are you responsible?" The man sitting on the sofa spoke suddenly, breaking the silence where the needles could be heard.