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"Is there a way to find Su Wanfeng's person?"

Zhan Juzhou stood up slowly with red eyes.

Xiaohui: "Why don't you... you can contact Ruan? He is the guest he introduced to Xiaosu. You should know where Xiaosu is."

Zhan Juzhou felt a sharp pain in his heart when he was poked by the word "guest". He frowned and said hoarsely, "Telephone."

Ah Ruan was having fun with a few ducklings at the bar, when he was suddenly pulled up by his collar and pressed against the wall.

The huge impact caused severe pain in his back. Before he could react, someone pinched his neck tightly: "Who did you introduce to Su Wanfeng?"

Ah Ruan's eyes stared in pain: "What?"

Zhan Juzhou's eyes were red and cold: "I said, who did you introduce to Su Wanfeng? How long has it been?!"

Before he could...

bring him back.

He doesn't want that 200 million!He wants a Su Wanfeng that only belongs to him!

A Ruan was frightened by his eyes, he stumbled and said: "I introduced someone to... Xiaosu, he came to me, he said he needed a sum of money urgently, and asked me if there was any suitable person to help him contact ..."

"and then!"

Ah Ruan's shoulders trembled: "I just found him one, he...he passed by a few days ago."

Zhan Juzhou's heart shattered as if it was pulled out from his heart and then slammed onto the ground.

It was already a few days ago...

He took a deep breath, his heart was so densely packed that he wanted to be bitten madly by countless ants, and his flesh and blood were all bloody. He almost exhausted all his strength before he said to A Ruan, "Contact information."

Zhan Juzhou quickly found out the identity of Boss Lu.

He is a local seafood businessman. He is almost 50 years old. He has a son who is one year older than Su Wanfeng. He loves both men and women, especially young and beautiful boys.

A Ruan said that Boss Lu's actions are generous and generous, but he is too troublesome. There are often young boys who are played in the hospital, so even he is unwilling to have any contact with Boss Lu.

He told Su Wanfeng about it, and persuaded Su Wanfeng not to be with Boss Lu, "But he really seems to be very short of money, and he is also very anxious, saying that he won't do it when he earns enough money..."

Zhan Juzhou threw Ah Ruan away, angry and irritable like a lion with its back on its tail.

He got into the car, lit his cigarette with trembling hands, and lit the cigarette three times in a row.

Lin Zesheng had never seen Zhan Juzhou like this.

As a professional player, Zhan Juzhou has an extraordinary ability to withstand pressure and a strong enough heart.

It was the first time he saw Zhanjuzhou, which seemed like the world had collapsed.

"What's wrong?" Lin Zesheng didn't dare to joke like before, and frowned: "Did something happen to Xiao Su?"

Zhan Juzhou squeezed the cigarette in a daze, the butt of the cigarette was about to burn his fingers, but he didn't notice it.

Lin Zesheng took the cigarette from his hand, "Speak, what happened?"

Zhan Juzhou turned his head slowly, with a hoarse voice, "I seem to have... killed him."

"what?"

Zhan Juzhou's eyes were scarlet, "I shouldn't be playing..."

He was the one who forced Su Wanfeng to go that way.

In the past two years, Su Wanfeng has been paying back the money. The debt collectors chased him and splashed paint on the door, and he stabbed his neck with a knife in the middle of the night. Su Wanfeng never thought of making money like that.

But because of his few words, Su Wanfeng embarked on that road.

Zhan Juzhou hugged his head.

Why is he so stupid.

Why didn't she see how much Su Wanfeng cared about herself.

……

After five o'clock that night, Zhan Juzhou finally found Lu Yi's villa.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw the heavy iron door being pulled open from the inside, and Su Wanfeng walked out from inside.

He drooped his head, wearing a blue T-shirt and a pair of jeans, drooped his head, grabbed a small bag of garbage, and walked slowly towards the garbage bin at the door.

Zhan Juzhou couldn't describe his mood at the moment, when he saw Su Wanfeng's limping walking posture, his heart almost broke into pieces.

With red eyes, he clenched his fists and walked towards Su Wanfeng step by step.

Su Wanfeng stood beside the trash can in a daze, only feeling dark in front of his eyes, subconsciously raised his head, but bumped straight into Zhan Juzhou's glaring scarlet pupils.

After a brief silence, he didn't even bother to throw away the garbage bag in his hand, and turned around and ran into the villa.

Zhan Juzhou grabbed his arm.

Su Wanfeng's eyes were red, and he struggled twice: "Let go..."

The bag in his hand fell to the ground.

The things inside rolled out with a "crackling".

Zhan Juzhou looked down and saw some adult toys, candles, collars, and a bloody whip.

Su Wanfeng pushed Zhan Juzhou away, squatted down and picked up the things one by one.

"Zhan Juzhou, the money... I will definitely pay you back."

Zhan Juzhou squeezed his wrist, his voice was cold: "Follow me."

"Zhan Juzhou, I..."

Zhan Juzhou roared: "I don't need you to pay back the money! No need! Do I care about the 200 million?!"

Su Wanfeng's neck shrank from being yelled at, his eyelids trembled, and tears rolled down in a "swish".

Zhan Juzhou snatched the bag from his hand, threw it into the trash can, and dragged Su Wanfeng into the car.

With a bang, the two-ton vehicle trembled violently.

The car was so quiet that only Zhanju's heavy breathing, suppressing his anger, remained.

Zhan Juzhou stared at the pedestrians in front of him silently with red eyes, his lower lip was bitten bloody, he didn't speak, and Su Wanfeng didn't dare to speak, the silence between the two lasted for an unknown amount of time, and then Zhan Juzhou got out of the car , and sat in the front cab.

He held the steering wheel, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'll take you back to the hotel first. If Lin Zesheng asks, just say that you have changed to a bar with a higher salary to accompany the drink, and don't say anything else. This matter, apart from me , no one is allowed to tell."

Unable to wait for Su Wanfeng's answer, Zhan Juzhou's voice trembled angrily: "Speak."

Su Wanfeng gave a soft "hmm".

Zhan Juzhou wiped his eyes with his hands, and then drove him to the hotel.

When they arrived at the hotel, Zhan Juzhou handed the room card to Su Wanfeng: "Go back to your room first."

It was only after Su Wanfeng limped away that Zhan Juzhou punched the steering wheel of the car.

The car whistle screamed, and the passing pedestrians glanced at Zhan Juzhou in dissatisfaction.

Zhan Juzhou leaned on the steering wheel, and after a long, long time, he raised his head and took a deep breath, and drove to the pharmacy.

He bought some medicines for anti-inflammation and skin trauma, and before he left, he asked the clerk to help him get some ointment for reducing swelling.

Back at the hotel, Su Wanfeng was sitting obediently by the bed, with his head down, staring at his toes.

Zhan Juzhou locked the door and walked over, "Take off your clothes."

Su Wanfeng raised his head, hesitated, but stood up obediently, took off his T-shirt first,

On the fair skin, bruises and purple marks from the whip were exposed. It didn't look serious. After all, that thing is for fun, and it can't hurt anyone.

It was Zhan Juzhou who was in pain, and the traces silently told him what Su Wanfeng did with others, and he was still a person who could be Su Wanfeng's father...

Just for that 200 million.

Zhan Juzhou was so regretful that he wanted to strangle himself to death.

Resisting the urge to cry, he said in a hoarse voice, "Go to the bed and lie on your stomach."

Su Wanfeng was stunned for a while, then kicked off the shoes on his feet, and lay on the bed obediently.

Zhan Juzhou helped him apply the medicine little by little, and when his finger touched the wound, Su Wanfeng would tremble, but there was no sound at all.

Pale fingers gripped the bed sheet tightly.

Zhan Juzhou took care of the injury on his back, then patted his waist: "Pants."

Su Wanfeng turned his head, with a bit of shame in his eyes: "Next...no need."

Zhan Juzhou didn't talk to him: "Are you doing it yourself or am I?"

Su Wanfeng's eyes were steamy, he bit his lip, and finally took off his pants little by little.

The injury on the buttocks was even more invisible, Zhan Juzhou didn't care about that at first, he parted Su Wanfeng's legs, as if to prove something, and glanced at a certain position.

It was indeed swollen.

Zhan Juzhou's breathing froze for a second, and his heart was bleeding.

He was mentally prepared, but when he saw such a fact, he almost collapsed.

He was furious, but he couldn't blame Su Wanfeng.

He was the one who forced Su Wanfeng to someone else.

It's his fault.

Zhan Juzhou helped Su Wanfeng deliver good medicine, and pulled the quilt to cover him.

"exhibition……"

"To shut up."

Zhan Juzhou interrupted him directly, he didn't want to hear anything now, he just wanted to be quiet.

To digest this fact.

Zhan Juzhou went to the balcony to smoke, Su Wanfeng lay on the bed, motionless, and fell asleep unknowingly.

When I woke up, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Zhan Juzhou was still smoking on the balcony.

He just maintained the action he had before falling asleep, like a sculpture.

Su Wanfeng put on her clothes and shoes lightly.

"Zhanjuzhou..."

Zhan Juzhou turned his head, his eyes were full of red silk: "What?"

Su Wanfeng lowered his head: "I'm hungry, can I go out and buy some bread?"

Zhan Juzhou finally put out his cigarette and walked back to the house, "There is a coat in the closet, wear one, I will take you out to eat."

"It's okay, just bread..."

Zhan Juzhou frowned: "Go and wear it."

Su Wanfeng had no choice but to go to the closet, and opened it. There were several clothes of Zhan Juzhou inside. He picked out a white coat and put it on.

The two left the room one after the other.

The western restaurant on the second floor was still open, Zhan Juzhou asked, "Want to eat?"

Su Wanfeng doesn't like western food, and he doesn't know whether he should refuse it. He was hesitating when Zhan Juzhou said, "If you don't like it, just say it."

Su Wanfeng: "I don't want to eat this."

"I'll take you out to eat."

Su Wanfeng nodded slightly.

At this point, many shops outside are closed.

Zhan Juzhou drove slowly along the side of the road. He didn't know if God played a joke on him. He actually found a beef noodle restaurant that was still open.