I'm still a boss after I retire

"So I thought, I definitely can't let that grandson go, it's so pitiful if the girl said no! After many investigations, I finally let me know who that person is, Sun Binbin from the Department of Chemistry next door! Good guy! As soon as I saw his back, I recognized him, he must be the bastard who tried to rape another girl that day, as a caring citizen, I will immediately report the situation to Uncle JC." Wen Xia said with joy, with a very vivid expression on his face.

Wen Xia originally thought that he had provided a strong clue to the police, but he did not expect to meet him by chance while eating in the cafeteria a few days later.

When Sun Binbin saw Wen Xia, he smiled maliciously, and said to him, "Who is this? Why do you still have the face to come to the cafeteria? If I had you, I would have gone home and hid."

Not to be outdone, Wen Xia snorted, "Why didn't JC arrest you, you rapist!"

Sun Binbin pulled his face down, "You are the rapist, right? If you are forced to bite, you scum, don't think that the police can't catch you without evidence, so you can make a fool of yourself. People like you, bah!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Xia raised his fist and greeted people. Sun Binbin was not easy to provoke, and the two immediately scuffled together.

Because the cafeteria was at the peak of eating at this time, people immediately surrounded it, and finally the people from the security department arrived, and several men managed to separate the two of them together.

Wen Xia's face turned blue and purple, "Bastard!"

Sun Binbin was not much better, his face was covered with blood, "Scum!"

Later, because the two fought in public, which caused bad influence, and Wen Xia had already failed several courses, the school made a decisive decision, contacted Wen Zhuo, and suggested to him that Wen Xia should be suspended from school.

Wen Zhuo saw that his younger brother was full of hostility and couldn't hide the gloomy eyes, so he agreed after some consideration.

Later, Wen Xia was thrown to Si Guyu by his brother, and asked his acquainted uncle to train this brat.

After Wen Xia finished talking about the incident, he was filled with righteous indignation: "The grandson should have gone in a long time ago. I didn't expect that I saw him during the live broadcast today, but he was still outside! He still scolded me! He dared to scold me!! Where did he come from? You have the guts to scold me!!!"

After hearing Xia finished speaking, Si Guyu and Simu Yu exchanged glances.

"Finished?" Si Guyu asked.

Wen Xia didn't expect Si Guyu's attitude to be so indifferent, and suddenly became dumbfounded, "Say, it's over."

Simu Yu walked up to Wen Xia and stood still.

With this sudden oppressive feeling, Wen Xia couldn't help taking a step back, "Male, male god?"

Si Muyu's face was sullen, as if he was scolding a new recruit who had just entered their base, "I ask you, why did you beat him?"

Wen Xia was indignant: "He slandered me! I was so angry that I did it, and I was too lazy to push him so much."

Simu Yu: "Do you think I'm good at fighting?"

Wen Xia nodded, "Of course! You are my male god, my idol, and I just hope that one day I can become a good fighter like you!"

Simu Yu: "Then when do you think I will fight?"

"Of course you are..." Wen Xia paused, he had only seen Simu Yu make a move twice, one was at the back of the school three years ago, and the other was when the first few encountered the speeding gang.

He was vaguely aware of what Simu Yu wanted to express, and Wen Xia couldn't continue.

Simu Yu said: "The second question, when Gu Yu was about to hit you just now, you told him not to be impulsive, so do you think you were impulsive when you hit Sun Binbin?"

Wen Xia suddenly didn't dare to speak, he scratched his head, "But that grandson..."

"The third question." Simu Yu interrupted him, "Can you really confirm that that person was Sun Binbin that day?"

Wen Xia calmed down and thought about it carefully, "...I only saw the back... I think their backs are the same..."

Si Guyu took a sip of tea to warm his stomach, "My little friend, although we call you a little friend, you must know that you are 18 years old, not 8 years old. How come you don't know where you are when you get provoked?"

"..." Wen Xia was a little frustrated, she hung her head and said nothing.

Simu Yu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Your original intention is correct. But remember, violence can't solve the problem. Just because you fight well doesn't mean you can do it whenever you want. Also, don't be too impulsive——"

Simu Yu pointed to the debris on the ground outside the door, "You can't afford the consequences."

"Finally, always be sensible and don't be impulsive. Have you ever thought that there may be a misunderstanding between the two of you, he misunderstood you as a murderer, you misunderstood him as a murderer, or, the girl's death has nothing to do with this person at all."

"...Thought about it." It's just that Wenxia doesn't want to think deeply, otherwise he and Sun Binbin have been fighting for so long, and it's nothing to fight and suspend school.

Si Guyu yawned long, "I'm sleepy, I need to sleep."

Simu Yu immediately turned around, hugged him in his arms, and softly coaxed him: "Will you take a bath before going to sleep?"

Si Guyu: "Not good. If you call me brother, I will agree."

Simu Yu sighed helplessly, and whispered something in Si Guyu's ear, which made him giggle.

The two went upstairs talking and laughing.

Wenxia was left alone in place.

The black plastic wagged its tail and went to play with Si Muyu.

Wen Xia: "..." Why does he feel that he is a little pitiful at this moment?

Forget it, play games, play games!

The video of Wen Xia and "Pretending to be Wind and Rain", that is, Sun Binbin tearing each other up, was quickly edited and posted on the platform forum, attracting countless crowds who were curious about the grievances between the two.At the same time, it also increased the popularity of the two, and soon rose to the first or second place in the new anchor ranking list.

Many people thought it was a new type of marketing.

It is not a secret that the girl jumped off the building. In order to prevent everyone from eating melons blindly, an insider soon broke the news, and a new language storm was set off on the platform and forum.

A large number of people poured into Wenxia's live broadcast room, saying everything, and many people called him a "murderer" and "QJ criminal", and every sentence was more ugly.

Wen Xia's handsome face was so angry that it changed shape, but yesterday he was deeply educated by the male god, and realized that he should not be too impulsive, he is already a mature man, and he must learn to self-regulate negative emotions.

After watching too many ugly words, Wen Xia was laughed angrily. He watched his fans fight with other people in the live broadcast room, and stopped him: "Okay, don't be as knowledgeable as them. I'll just say it once, if I were a murderer, The police will intervene, and there is no need for you malicious people to impose verbal sanctions on me."

Sun Binbin also had the same experience as Wenxia. Facing insulting words such as "murderer", he was not as calm as Wenxia, ​​and his fiery temper exploded at the slightest touch. In a hurry, he simply turned off the live broadcast.

Wen Xia looked at Sun Binbin's panic-stricken look, raised his head proudly, and thought: I won.

Sun Binbin is so immature.

Si Guyu slept until noon, and he lay lazily on the bed with traces of ambiguity all over his body.

Simu Yu went upstairs with a glass of honey water, "Are you still awake?"

Si Guyu didn't even bother to open his eyes, "Take it easy when you're older, Uncle Si."

Simu Yu massaged his sore and swollen parts, and said amusedly, "I'm only three years older than you, and who couldn't sleep last night and insisted on playing the 'birth baby' game with me?"

Si Guyu groaned, "It's not me anyway."

The two of them lay on the bed for a long time, Si Muyu carried Si Guyu downstairs, when a police siren sounded faintly from the outer door.

The sound became louder and louder, as if walking towards the village.

Feeling noisy, Si Guyu buried his head in Simu Yu's arms like an ostrich.

Wen Xia, who finished the live broadcast, now poked his head at the door, with the same expression as the black plastic beside him, "Hold the grass! The police car is coming to our village. Uncle! Something happened!"

Uncle Wen reprimanded him: "Young master, don't make a fuss that you haven't seen the world, you've disturbed your husband."

Wen Xia silently turned his head and glanced at Simu Yu who was staring at him, "...Oh."

Uncle Wen called the twins, and said to them, "Go and find out what happened." After speaking, he turned to look at Wen Xia, "I will report to my husband after I find out what happened, you know?"

Wen Xia looked at Uncle Wen who was standing up straight, feeling something was wrong, "Got it..."

The twins have followed Simu Yu to walk on bloody knives for many years. Both of them are good at killing people and collecting information.

After a while, he came back, bringing a piece of exciting news to everyone.

"What? Grandma Wang's son went crazy and committed suicide?" Wen Xia asked in shock.

Shi Bushang nodded, "Yes, according to Aunt Niu, she was talking and laughing with Grandma Wang for dinner a few hours ago, when she suddenly dropped the bowl in her hand, roared a few times, and then hit her head against a tree."

"Crazy...suicide..." Wen Xia suddenly remembered the girl in their school, and shuddered suddenly.

He ran into the living room and told Si Guyu about it.

It was rare for Si Guyu to fully open his eyelids, he thought for a few seconds, and then continued to drink porridge.

After stirring the porridge in the bowl, he frowned and acted like a baby to Simu Yu: "You didn't add sugar."

While Si Muyu was going to get the sugar, Si Guyu propped his head on one hand, wondering what he was thinking.

A big hand stretched out and put it on his head, Simu Yu said: "Don't think about it, drink the porridge first." After speaking, he glanced at Wenxia, ​​"You go out first."

"Oh." Wen Xia touched his nose, why did he feel that the male god seemed unhappy.

After Wenxia left, Si Muyu hugged Si Guyu into his arms, and Si Guyu asked him, "Another one died, what do you think?"

Simu Yu fed him porridge gently, but his tone was very cold: "It has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with you. Be obedient, don't think about it anymore."

Si Guyu took a few sips, "I can't eat anymore."

Simu Yu coaxed him: "Can I have another bite?"

Si Guyu leaned into his arms, "I don't want to eat, I want to sleep."

"Then go to sleep." Si Muyu looked at the person in his arms, a hint of distress flashed in his eyes.

Si Guyu fell asleep quickly, and Simu Yu carried him upstairs and gently put him on the bed.

He was very afraid that Si Guyu would not be able to wake up one day if he fell asleep.

[The author has something to say]: There is no manuscript saved... What should I do in the future updates (T_T)