Holding the wrong fake young master to favor without knowing it

Under the dim light, the man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a tall and straight figure. Gu Hanhai could tell at a glance that he was not a man who would come to such a place.

"If you have anything to say, just talk about it here." Gu Hanhai's tone was cold and his eyes were cold.

Just like Gu Hanhai was looking at Yan Zeshui, Yan Zeshui was also looking at the boy in front of him.

Being in a high position requires a discerning eye. When one sees Gu Hanhai, one has the feeling that this young man must be something in the pool.

"I've always paid attention to you." Yan Zeshui didn't care about Gu Hanhai's rudeness, and complied with Gu Hanhai's request to just talk here, "Yuanyuan likes you very much."

"Really?" Gu Hanhai's expression was obviously indifferent.

"Yuanyuan is not an extroverted child. It is rare for him to be so active."

"And then?" Gu Hanhai raised his head slightly, without any respect in his indifferent eyes.

"Do you hate Yuanyuan?"

Yan Zeshui's words made Gu Hanhai frown: "Just tell me what you want to do."

"Do you think I'm here to show you off?" Yan Zeshui asked again.

Gu Hanhai's silence and defensiveness made Yan Zeshui understand that this child is intelligent, precocious, and sensitive, and he has learned about the social class too early, and the wisdom will hurt him, which is probably already the case.

"I want to know your attitude towards Yuanyuan."

"I am very grateful to him." Gu Hanhai said.

"Is it gone?" Yan Zeshui asked.

"What else do you need?" Gu Hanhai asked back.

"Don't you want to be friends with Yuanyuan?"

"no need."

Because of this answer, Yan Zeshui frowned instinctively. Gu Hanhai was obviously only a young man, but he couldn't see through it. How true or false is this sentence?

"Yuanyuan herself was going to study at Renjiao High, but she suddenly said that she wanted to go to Nansan Shisan High. Does this have anything to do with you?"

Gu Hanhai's pupils darkened in an instant, and he replied inexplicably: "Isn't this something you, a brother, need to care about?"

"Does that mean it has nothing to do with you?" Yan Zeshui asked.

However, this time Gu Hanhai didn't answer any more, but walked past Yan Zeshui and left.

Yan Zeshui turned around: "Can I tell Yuanyuan about your attitude today?"

Gu Hanhai's footsteps didn't stop at all, and the figure from his back seemed to say that everything was meaningless.

Yan Zeshui sighed softly, he is really not an easy-going boy, his whole body is full of thorns, could it be that Yan Qingyuan has always been hot?

Yan Qingyuan was secretly paying attention to Gu Hanhai's affairs, neither Yan Zeshui nor Yan Zeqing knew about it.

Since Yan Qingyuan didn't want them to know, they didn't pursue it, it was just an ordinary friend, nothing serious.

It's just that Yan Qingyuan's more and more strange behaviors recently made the Yan family brothers doubt in their hearts. An older brother always cares about his younger brother.

I thought it was a rebellious period, but found that it was just the opposite. It is not so much a rebellion as a growing up.

And all of this happened after meeting Gu Hanhai.

There must be some opportunity.

At this time, the driver in the car got out of the car, and in front of Yan Zeshui, it was Yan Qingyuan's bodyguard, Yan Tan.

"You never think he looks very familiar?" Yan Zeshui looked at the direction Gu Hanhai left.

"His background is very clean." Yan Tan replied vaguely.

"En." Yan Zeshui sighed, "Is the problem with Yuanyuan?"

Yan Zeshui raised his head and saw the closed cake shop opposite the restaurant, where Yan Qingyuan often stayed.

"What kind of cake does Yuanyuan like?"

"The young master often orders the mousse platter."

Yan Zeshui nodded and took a detour to the opposite side.

I don't know if there is any mousse at the moment.

Yan Qingyuan may be happier if she eats something sweet.

Gu Hanhai leaned against the wall, quietly watched Yan Zeshui's car leave, his eyes were dark and deep, and there was nowhere to struggle.

Something happened to Yan Qingyuan, otherwise the Yan family's elder brother probably wouldn't have come to him specifically.

Gu Hanhai remembered that when Yan Qingyuan didn't get his own response, he looked at him in bewilderment, like a deer that lost his mother, his trembling limbs were stunned, and he was at a loss.

He didn't want the young master's sympathy for him.

Between Renjiao High and Nansan Shisan High, one person can clearly distinguish between good and bad. Gu Hanhai is not narcissistic, but he also knows that if not for himself, the young master might not even know where Nansan Shisan High is.

With Tianzhu's status, he couldn't drag the young master into the mud.

It's better to end his communication with Yan Qingyuan directly because of this unhappiness.

Presumably the young master's self-esteem would not allow him to continue looking for him.

As always, Gu Hanhai would not lose his mind to cute things that could shake his mind, but his body was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.

In the village in the city, Gu Hanhai was carrying a supper, but from a distance, he saw the hooligans blocking the door, and his expression sank.

Leaning against the wall, Gu Hanhai took out his elderly mobile phone to make a call, and kept making calls, but the phone on the other side was always turned off.

Gu Hanhai's face became more and more gloomy, he couldn't tell if Si Xueyu was at home now, if he was hiding in a safe place, or if he was trapped by these debt collectors.

Gu Hanhai wanted to call the police, but after thinking about it, he didn't continue.

What about calling the police?

Gu Hanhai put down his supper, and hid his old cell phone and other valuables in a corner.

A thin young man came out from the darkness, and the ruffian who was squatting at the door stood up, smoking a cigarette: "Yo, I'm back."

With a gloomy expression, Gu Hanhai just uttered two words casually: "No money."

At this time, the hooligans outside looked at each other and smiled with the people next to them: "Did you hear that, no money, hahahahaha."

Gu Hanhai didn't say a word.

The hooligan pointed at the door: "Your mother doesn't lack cosmetics and new clothes every day, right? Why? If you have money to buy new clothes, don't you have money to pay back?"

Gu Hanhai did not respond, and took off his gloves. Under the white gloves, the hands that were full of scars and thick calluses, which did not belong to a pair of teenagers, were exposed again.

Following Gu Hanhai's movements, the gangster's complexion darkened: "Toast is not a fine drink."

Si Xueyu hid in the big wardrobe in the room and shivered, her long hair was disheveled, and her makeup was stained by tears of fear.

Suddenly the door of the big wardrobe was opened, Si Xueyu looked up in horror, but all her fear turned into joy when she saw the person coming.

"Little sea."

There was a bruise at the corner of Gu Hanhai's mouth, he looked down at Si Xueyu: "Come out."

Only then did Si Xueyu come out of the closet, and noticed that Gu Hanhai was covered in stolen goods, and there were even bloodstains in several places, and said worriedly, "Xiao Hai, are you alright?"

"Where's the money?" Gu Hanhai asked.

Si Xueyu's face froze immediately, and she immediately lowered her head, curling her hands unconsciously, looking very timid.

"Has he been here?" Gu Hanhai was obviously familiar with such scenes.

"En." Si Xueyu responded slightly, "But I didn't give it all to him. I also bought some things, and I'll return them later."

Gu Hanhai glanced at the newly bought clothes, shoes and other items in the corner, but didn't continue to say anything.

"I put the supper on the table, go eat it." Gu Hanhai dug out a simple medical kit from his closet, and skillfully treated the wound.

"Thank you Xiaohai, our Xiaohai is really the best child in the world." Si Xueyu immediately smiled, and ran to eat supper, leaving Gu Hanhai alone to deal with the wound.

Gu Hanhai was full of medicine, sitting on the chair, staring at the medical box with blank eyes.

The fingers are still hurting, and the feeling of beating and the pain of being beaten have not dissipated yet.

After a long time, there was a chuckle in the silent air.

-

Yan Qingyuan was lying on the bed, and suddenly woke up from the muddy dream.

He seemed to know why Gu Hanhai was angry!

Ever since he came back, he had been thinking hard and didn't know how he had offended Gu Hanhai, so he missed two bowls of rice at night.

Immediately found his small flashlight and a series of equipment and went under the bed, opened his small box and took out his notebook.

After quickly flipping through a few pages, I found the record above.

Yan Qingyuan stood in front of Gu Hanhai with a sneer. The arrogant young man was full of contempt, and taunted in a sharp voice: "Aren't you the Tuyan family's money? Since you are looking for money, don't pretend to be noble. Who do you show it to, if you don’t want money, why don’t you go back to your dilapidated house? Do it and erect a memorial archway, disgusting or not.”'

Yan Qingyuan felt a heart attack after seeing this word, and continued to turn the page.

'Yan Qingyuan casually slapped a stack of money directly on Gu Hanhai's face, but Gu Hanhai dodged it. Yan Qingyuan said angrily: "You still dare to hide? If you want money, you have to kneel down obediently and let me slap you, maybe I'm happy, and I can give you more."'

Yan Qingyuan's eyes suddenly went dark.

'Yan Qingyuan hugged Yan Zeshui's arm, with a coquettish voice, but looked at Gu Hanhai with provocative and vicious eyes: "Brother, brother, I didn't spend the money, I went out with that person that day Yes, I don't know what's going on, I usually tell my elder brother that I need to spend money, you know, I know why he spends money, he is because..."'

Yan Qingyuan's flashlight fell to the ground, and his eyes turned black.

He covered his face with his hands in despair.

What a big shame play death scene this is.

The one who said time and time again that he likes money is Gu Hanhai, but in fact the one who mentions money every time is himself.

Yan Qingyuan's face was full of confusion, what had he experienced in the past two years to become like that?

Yan Qingyuan plucked up the courage to open the notebook again, and quickly skipped the sentences that made him scratch his toes in embarrassment, and finally found a paragraph, which was in the second half.

Yan Qingyuan couldn't believe it, but his high-spirited self was ridiculed by the garbage from the slum that he didn't like, and the people who used his arrogance to shout at him now turned a blind eye to him.

"What the hell did you do?!" Yan Qingyuan stepped forward angrily and wanted to grab Yan Hanhai's face, but Yan Zeshui grabbed his arm and threw him aside, Yan Qingyuan immediately fell to the ground, the pain could not suppress the panic, "Brother ?”

"I never said I hated money." Yan Hanhai was condescending, and Yan Qingyuan's contemptuous eyes on him were returned several times now, "It's just the way you try to humiliate me with money, it's disgusting."'

Seeing this, Yan Qingyuan felt like a thunderbolt.

ah?Did he use money to humiliate Gu Hanhai today?