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On the unremarkable curb, the front and rear feet did not exceed 5 minutes, and the Rolls-Royce Phantom, Maybach and Lamborghini were parked respectively.

The three men got out of the car and looked at each other.

Wen Cha greeted them naturally: "Hurry up and find a place to park the car, don't get a ticket, let's go, go eat."

Three men whose combined wealth can circle City C several times are together, how can they miss the opportunity to kill them?

During the waiting time, Wen Cha took a fancy to one of the most luxurious western restaurants in City C, and was delighted to wait for their arrival before going to have a meal.

After he was seated, he handed over the menu to Xue Qingzhou and stared at him eagerly.

Xue Qingzhou laughed and ordered all the expensive dishes on the menu.

"Why don't you let me order?" Wen Rong was dissatisfied.

Of course it's because you, a straight man, can't get what I mean.

Warm tea sneered, with a sweet smile on his face.

"It's okay, I'll treat you this meal." Xue Qingzhou helped Wen Cha, "I want to thank Xiaocha."

"What happened?" Qi Xiuzhu stopped cutting the steak and asked.

Xue Qingzhou smiled with lowered eyes, his brows were clear, and he no longer saw the melancholy when he first met: "Thanks to the inspiration from Xiaocha, the new perfume I made has already been put on the market. It is called Cha Yun. I don't know the final market. What will be the effect, but without Xiaocha, there would be no breakthrough for me, I plan to give half of the pumping ingredients to Xiaocha. Xiaocha, what do you think?"

The warm tea bit the straw, from the surprise at the beginning to the beaming smile now.

People go whoring for nothing in the shop, and the money comes from the sky.

"Thank you, cousin." Wen Cha sincerely thanked, "I didn't help much, it all depends on my cousin to figure it out. Of course, I'm also very good, without me I can't do it!"

Xue Qingzhou was amused by his playfulness, and tolerantly agreed: "I talked to them about this before I went out, and the money should be remitted to you soon. Thanks to you, to be honest, I was due to a bottleneck before, I once tried to commit suicide. If Xiuzhu hadn’t discovered something was wrong in time and called Dad, Auntie and Arong over, I might not be able to sit here. Thinking about it now, it’s still too narrow.”

What he was talking about was that when Wen Cha first came to Xue's house, Xue Mei and Xue Pengfei were suddenly called away by a phone call, with hurried expressions and tired eyes.

Suicide is a topic that no one wants to bring up. The few men present were silent for a few seconds, and quickly changed the content of the chat tacitly.The warm tea didn't participate in their conversation, and slowly bit the straw, feeling something was wrong.

In the original book, Xue Qingzhou must have been rescued as things went before, and he felt remorse, so no matter what, he should not go to the end of death again. Why did he die?

But he didn't have any clues for the time being, Xue Qingzhou looked relaxed, at least so far, his condition is extremely healthy.

The plate pushed in front of him interrupted his contemplation of staring at Xue Qingzhou blankly, Wen Cha looked down at the porcelain white plate, on which the well-cooked steak was cut into small pieces.He raised his head again and looked at Qi Xiuzhu.

"Didn't you say you're not used to knives and forks?"

Qi Xiuzhu had a cold face, indifferent brows, shirt collar buttoned to the top button, and asked slowly.

Careless.

Last time he was lazy and didn't want to cut steak, so he casually said that he was not used to knives and forks. This time because he was too hungry, he danced with knives and forks so vigorously that he forgot that Qi Xiuzhu was a witness to the lie.

But Wencha is born with a good psychological quality. As long as you feel that you don’t overturn, you will never overturn.

He forked a small piece of steak into his mouth, nodded after chewing slowly, folded the silk napkin, and showed a complete set of table manners: "Thank you."

"Are you going to learn this for Qi Junhao?" Wen Rong's originally ugly face became even uglier.

See, the best big brother in the world is the one who returns with perfect logic no matter what nonsense you say.

"I like him." Wen Cha smiled flatteringly at Wen Rong.

Wen Rong was so angry that he couldn't eat, he didn't know how to persuade his younger brother to stay away from that scumbag, and sulked alone.

I don't know if Qi Xiuzhu accepted this reason, but he didn't dwell on this insignificant detail any longer, and changed the subject: "Just now you said that a foreigner harassed you, what's going on?"

Speaking of this, Xue Qingzhou and Wen Rong's expressions also became serious. They came here in a hurry and rushed to eat with warm tea, and almost forgot the most important thing.

Wen Cha roughly recounted the encounter with Wen Leshui and Edward, and then commented: "I don't know why, maybe I'm too timid. I always feel that something is wrong with Edward, especially evil. Although I have a bad relationship with Wen Leshui , I also don't want him to get hurt accidentally when he makes friends, alas."

"I see." Wen Rong's voice was calm.

Satisfied with the warm tea, he stuffed another small piece of steak into his mouth.As long as Wen Rong knows about Edward's existence, with his rigorous personality, he will definitely find a way to investigate it.Edward did a lot of crazy and outrageous things for the so-called art, but no one has ever revealed it.This is the country of Hua, so it's time to let the socialist iron fist strike hard to show him some color.

The crystal lamps in the restaurant reflected the clear light, the musicians playing the piano played gentle notes on their fingertips, and the red and white roses in the corner contrasted each other. Warm Cha suddenly remembered the days when he chatted and messed around with a few friends in his previous life. He didn’t know how they are now. Every Ching Ming Festival, do you think about him burning more racing cars and gems for him?

The beeping sound of the mobile phone interrupted his thoughts.

Wen Cha found that the newly opened bank card suddenly sent a text message to his mobile phone:

[Your bank card ending in 123 received a transfer of 1,000,000 yuan]

The fewer words, the greater the shock.

Wen Cha resisted the urge to jump up from the chair and counted silently.

One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, father, grandpa!

Xue Qingzhou noticed the boy's demeanor, and his expression was relaxed, as if he didn't expect it to be so fast: "Is the money in the account?"

This is his dear cousin, this is clearly his dear reborn parents!

Wen Cha was so moved that tears came to his eyes, his thin skin turned red when he was excited, and his eyes seemed to be sprinkled with crumbs of stars: "Brother woo woo, I love you so much."

Xue Qingzhou was caught off guard by the boy's straightforward and bold confession, but he couldn't stand the other party's wet appearance like a kitten in the rain.Just now he noticed that the young man was momentarily disappointed, but luckily the other party adjusted immediately, so he didn't need to find ways to comfort him.

"Thank you cousin, I also..."

Xue Qingzhou is emotionally introverted and rarely talks about love, so he couldn't say that word for a while.

But warm tea smells like a sunny day when the ice and snow melt in early spring. It has nothing to do with beauty and makes people feel brighter.It has nothing to do with beauty, but it makes people feel loved from the bottom of their hearts.

Wen Rong's face was dark: "Didn't I give you a black card?"

A black card is a black card, and benefits are benefits. How can the two be confused?

Of course Wen Cha wouldn't say it out loud, he flattered him flatteringly: "Thank you brother."

After a good meal, after Xue Qingzhou paid the bill and everyone was about to leave, Wen Cha said first: "Brother and cousin go home first, uncle and I have something to say, you go first."

What do you have to say to him?

Wen Rong couldn't help but want to ask, but thinking about the recent book "How to Be a Good Brother" which said that children should be left with enough space for sex, he forcibly resisted the urge to ask.

Moreover, Qi Xiuzhu is not someone else. First, he is his mother’s godson. Second, he doubts whether Qi Xiuzhu has lost love after staying in the temple. He has never seen him have any mood swings, so he handed him over to He is also relieved.

"Okay." Wen Rong nodded.

Since Wen Rong had no objection, even with Xue Qingzhou's gentle personality, he would not vote against it.

Although he didn't get into their car, Wen Cha reluctantly said goodbye to them, satisfying all their fantasies about his brother.

The two brothers coaxed by the younger brother are already thinking about what gift to give next.

Qi Xiuzhu, who was silently standing aside and waiting, rubbed his temples, and said in a mocking tone, "If Qingzhou is not your cousin and is related to you by blood, I almost thought you were going to attack him."

"Are you jealous?" Wen Cha raised his head, smiling, his eyes seemed to be filled with spring water.His neckline was loose, revealing his beautiful collarbone, and he stepped close to Qi Xiuzhu. He had a sweet and sweet scent, which seemed to be there, but it was even more domineering than the sandalwood scent that Qi Xiuzhu had been used to from the tip of his nose since he was a child.

Wen Cha looked at Qi Xiuzhu, who had deep eyebrows, his forehead covered his eyes a little, and his handsome appearance was a little cold because of his long-term immersion in the Zen temple.

Wanting the gods to go down to earth, wanting him to be stained with the world of mortals is more challenging than any extreme event that Wen Cha has tried before, and it also makes him more eager to try.

He could understand why Qi Xiuzhu came over immediately after sending a text message.

Qi Xiuzhu didn't believe him, so he wanted to take the opportunity to observe him, so as to rule out his doubts or solid conjectures about him.

Wen Cha's kitten-like eyes bent down, charming and pure: "It's okay, I like you too."

fraud.

Qi Xiuzhu has never seen such a person who is full of sweet lies, who weaves traps lightly and skillfully to lure people into willingly jumping in.

"My brother was nice to me and gave me a black card, and my cousin sent me the money directly." Wen Cha counted with his fingers, irrationally speaking, and reversed the logic, "I like you so much, don't you want to show it?"

He held Qi Xiuzhu Weiliang's hand with strong knuckles, like a siren sea monster, beautiful and seductive: "There is something, you will help me, right?"