turn a rival into a wife

Ren Er was so angry that he almost dropped his phone, but he is not someone who gives up easily, so he kicked Gauss in the past: "Give me your phone."

Gauss didn't even dare to fart, so he gave him the phone.

He took the mobile phone and wanted to continue making calls. He pressed the mobile phone number three times, and then changed to sending text messages. The force of pressing the mobile phone was as hard as breaking it: Don't block me again!

He waited for five seconds before calling. Although the other party was connected, there was no movement, but he didn't hang up.

Proudly snorted out of his nasal cavity, counting him as acquainted.

The other party suddenly said: "You said that you are not allowed to block you."

He raised his neck: "Yes! I said it!"

He heard a contemptuous laugh and then there was no movement. He took the phone away and saw that it was hung up again. He called again and it was familiar: the number you dialed has been turned off...

He felt that he was holding his breath in his chest, which made his heart ache. He staggered and took a step back. Gauss quickly ran over with his sharp eyes and supported him: "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Ren Er pointed at the phone in pain: "He, he wants to piss me off..."

Gauss glanced at the phone. It was the first time he saw the boss being so angry. As a younger brother, he had only one sentence: "One word from you, boss, I will copy the guy and fuck him."

Ren Erxin wanted to destroy the pavilion and still need you, so he solved it himself, but he didn't want to use force to solve Song Wanting, so he patted Gauss on the head and pushed him away, and sat down on the sofa with a sullen face: " Call all the brothers who can be called.”

When Gauss heard that this was going to be a big scene, he immediately shook people.

On the other side, the phone that Song Wanting had just put down turned on again. He turned his eyes and saw that it was a message from Jiang Mian: Brother Ting, I always felt that you didn't like Ren Er very much. I made a mistake. In fact, your We have a good relationship~

There is also an emoticon pack covering your mouth and snickering at the back.

He frowned slightly, and took the phone.

Song: Why do you say that?

Soon a photo was sent, and he almost threw away his phone.

In the photo, he and Ren Er are hugging each other, no, to be precise, Ren Er is holding him in his arms, as intimate as a pair of lovers.

It reminded him of the scene when he woke up in the morning, it was really a nightmare.

When he opened his eyes, it was Ren Er's face, with a high nose bridge, thick eyelashes like a fan, and messy long hair scattered on his head. He slept very well, so good that he felt that it would be great if Ren Er could sleep forever .

But the warm touch from his lips told him that Ren Er was still alive.

He turned his eyes downward suspiciously, Ren Er's plump lips were pressed against his own, a little compressed.

With a buzzing in his head, he knew what five thunders struck the top.

It's not that Song Wanting has never encountered troubles and crises in his life, but this time he really has no way to deal with it.

He couldn't even remember how he left the room.

He never dreamed that his first kiss would be lost just like that, to such a scoundrel, bastard, fool...

He took a deep breath, locked this memory and threw it into the corner, Jiang Mian sent a few more words to explain.

Mianmian: Brother Ting, I don't have any other intentions, I just think it's cute that you sleep like this.

Mianmian: Brother Ting, don't worry, I won't post casually.

Song: I drank a little too much last night, and fell asleep without paying attention, but this kind of photo is indeed easy to cause misunderstanding, so I should delete it.

Mianmian: Delete!Delete it now!

Song: Did you send it to Ren Er?

Mian Mian: ... this ...

He looked at the kneeling emoticon sent by Jiang Mian, for the first time he wanted to block Jiang Mian too, pinched the center of his brows tiredly, and before he could reply, another call came from an unfamiliar phone number.

Although there is a 90.00% possibility, Ren Er called.

But the remaining [-]% may be important calls, and he has to answer them.

"Song..."

He hung up and blacked out a dragon with a blank face.

Ren Er looked at the phone that was hung up again, snorted, picked up the second phone on the coffee table, and there were more than ten phones on the coffee table.

The room was also full of younger brothers, who looked at their boss strangely and curiously.

In this way, he made five more phone calls, and on the sixth, Song Wanting finally hung up the phone, and he threw his long legs on the coffee table in awe: "Mr. Song didn't hang up, it's okay, hurry up." Hang up slowly, I'm not in a hurry."

"What the hell are you doing!"

Song Wanting's voice was obviously hot, but Ren Er was very happy to hear it, and he was happy when Po Tingzi was upset!

"It's very simple, I want you to apologize to me."

"I apologize to you?" Song Wanting's tone was full of disbelief.

"Yes, you know what you did yourself." Ren Er remembered that he had made a joke all the way with a bastard, and was so angry that he wanted him to apologize. It would be nice if he didn't make a bastard to come over and apologize .

"If you harass me again, I will call the police immediately."

Ren Er sat up abruptly, because of his occupation, he was very sensitive to the words "reporter" and "policeman"

"Who played with you! Sick!"

Hanging up the phone, Ren Er was stunned by the yelling, blinking his eyes and imagining how he would be mad at himself, he couldn't help laughing.

His younger brothers all looked worried about their elder brother.

The few who got their phones back secretly chatted in the small group.

"Brother, is your head a little sick?"

"I look like it."

"I'm close to the phone, and I heard a man on the other side yelling fiercely."

"Brother is still laughing after being yelled at!"

"...So that's the case, the case is solved, it's love."

A few people chatted enthusiastically in the group, and Ren Er was half angry, and the remaining half considered that this broken pavilion would definitely do what it said, so he still accepted it as soon as it was good.

Waved to the people in the room: "Okay, let's go."

The younger brothers got fresh and hot gossip, and they left quickly. In the blink of an eye, Gauss was the only one left. He lay down on the sofa: "Get something to eat."

Gauss went downstairs to buy groceries.

He took his mobile phone and found that Jiang Mian had sent him a message, but it was withdrawn.

He sent a question mark, and the other side replied with a hey.

He was confused.

But this time he didn't take the opportunity to chat with Jiang Mian, the scene of the birthday party last night somewhat hit him, if Jiang Mian was really with him, it would only lower Jiang Mian's quality of life.

Moreover, with his status, he can't stand up in that circle, can't get on the stage, and even Jiang Mian will be excluded and looked down upon.

How could he have the heart to drag the angel down from the sky.

A little frustrated.

For a few days, he was very honest and didn't take the initiative to contact Jiang Mian again. He just browsed his circle of friends and read some food and drink that he posted. Jiang Mian was very happy every day, and he never contacted him.

This hit him even more. For Jiang Mian, he was just a friend who would not be remembered until he appeared.

The bandage on his head was removed, and on the first day he was about to go back to work, he got new news that he had found the group who beat him.

That day when the fat man was having dinner with his friends, he happened to hear people chatting at the table next to him, so he bragged about it, saying that he killed Ren Er, Li Long's subordinate who was known as a vicious dog, but nothing happened, and he didn't dare to retaliate against them at all.

It's okay if Ren Er didn't know, but now that he knows it, he can't forget it.

On a dark and windy night, the pickup truck plunged into the city.

Ren Er had a baseball cap on his head, and his whole body was full of chilling violence.

Biting the lollipop in his mouth and staring at the bar next to him, the fat man in the back row gnawed on the pig's trotters, and couldn't stop talking: "Boss, how far shall we beat them?"

"That's no nonsense, not dead or maimed, lying in bed for a month." Li Shan answered, he was not half as thin as a fat man: "We are not always like this, we are good citizens, revenge must be revenge with a conscience. "

Ren Er suddenly sat up straight, the four people in the car were quiet, and four people wobbled out of the bar door.

Ren Er: "It's them."

Fatty: "Yes!"

The car door opened silently, and Ren Er's tall figure was full of oppression, not to mention that he was holding a baseball bat in his hand, and rushed over after pressing down his hat.

Four people jumped out of the back of the car, and Gauss was in charge of driving, and stayed in the car without moving. Including Ren Er, there were a total of 4 people, and they rushed up and did it without saying a word.

Ren Er's long legs kicked the opponent's heart fiercely, kicking him over, and the baseball bat hit the thigh.

It stands to reason that this stick should hit the opponent's knee, but Ren Er and the others seldom do things like this. If it causes trouble in the store, they will call the police.

But this time the situation is different, this is a personal grievance.

They have their rules.

The other party screamed, and Ren Er raised his head when he hit the other party with the tip of his shoe, and spat the lollipop stick in his mouth into his face: "Your father, I'm here to take revenge on you, please make it sound better."

As he spoke, he stomped his foot hard on his chest, and screams and screams were all around him.

They come prepared with the guys in their hands, and they have the upper hand.

Ren Er changed his target again, sweeping one by one with his long legs.

Before he had time to enjoy himself, the noisy shouting sounded at the door of the bar, and he was getting closer and closer. He flew a person away with a stick, raised his eyelids, at least twenty or so, and rushed out with the guys.

Sticks, wine bottles, brooms, mop poles, whatever.

"Hold!"

He scolded, this f*cking investigation didn't make it clear, this f***ing fucker went to his lair, isn't he going to die!

"Run!"

He yelled, they are ruffians, but they don't have a heroic complex, and they don't pay attention to dignity. The most important thing is to live, and it's better not to get hurt.

He swept around, and the fat man ran slowly and was held back by a person. He rushed over immediately. Just as the baseball bat was in front of the fat man, a beer bottle fell on it, and the flying glass shards made him shut down. Lowering his eyes, the other hand kept pushing the fat man: "Get in the car!"

Glass shards scratched the back of his hand, and a line of blood appeared immediately.

Fatty got into the car, and Gauss and the others shouted anxiously: "Quick!" They didn't dare to call the boss, if the other party knew his identity, they would have to stare at Ren Er.

Ren Er got into a fight with someone, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at a large group of people rushing towards the car, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Drive away!"

The baseball bat got stuck on the opponent's neck, and he raised his leg and kicked the opponent's leg. His way back to the car was blocked. He exchanged glances with Li Shan, and rushed into a nearby house. shop.

Gauss and the others didn't delay, and stepped on the accelerator.

"Quick! Go into this store! Find me!" Someone shouted.

Ren Er ran in and found out that it was Jia Diba. He rushed into the dance floor quickly and glanced at the door. The group had already entered.

He glanced at the second floor, he had to sneak into the private room.

He hurriedly ran up to the second floor, followed a person, stretched out his hand to hold the door panel, and blocked the other person's movement to close the door and squeezed in. The other person looked at him in a daze.

He saw a row of well-dressed and good-looking men standing in a row.

This is... a little duck?

And he happened to be standing at the very end of the position, ignoring the person next to him, ducks are ducks, a man can bend and stretch, first pick a customer who is pleasing to the eye, and then look at the opposite side, this time it is him who is confused.

Song Wanting crossed his legs, looking at him with complicated eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and it seemed that he was having a hard time holding back.

Ren Er's eyes rolled: "Mr. Song~" Wei Yin turned eighteen corners, walked over with a smile, sat down beside Song Wanting, put his chin on his shoulder, and said familiarly: " The wound on your hand is healed~"

I looked at his duckling in a daze just now: it turned out that it was called by a guest.

Song Wanting's client: This Song Wanting is quite flamboyant, there is a duckling who knows him anywhere.

The customer glanced at Ren Er again, no, this has to be called a big duck.