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It was not until the afternoon that Wei Ziyang woke up. To be precise, he was woken up by the ringing of the phone.

Looking at the phone, it was an unfamiliar number, Wei Ziyang thought for a while and picked up the phone: "Hello?"

There was a brisk voice on the other end of the phone: "Brother."

Sure enough it was him.

Wei Ziyang responded lightly: "Yes."

Wei Ziqi directly ignored Wei Ziyang's indifference, excitedly said: "Brother, are you free tonight? Let's have a meal?"

Wei Ziyang rubbed his temples: "Today I..."

"Don't say you're not free!" Before Wei Ziyang finished speaking, Wei Ziqi interrupted him hastily, "I know you don't go to work today, this is our first meal in so many years. Fan, it's unlucky for you to refuse."

Wei Ziyang's face was just indifferent, as if he had no special expectations for the meal: "I really don't have time tonight, I have an appointment."

The person on the other side was stunned for a long time: "Is it very important? Vega came back late today, I wanted to invite you to my house to try my handicrafts, I bought a lot of delicious food."

They were all living together with Zhou Weijia, Wei Ziyang couldn't help frowning, and replied for a long time: "Yes."

"Then where do you live now? I'll come and see you."

"No need, you can't find it even if you come here." With the complex terrain of the slums, people who are not familiar with it must get lost when walking in. Wei Ziyang took a breath, and his tone of speech suddenly changed, with a crisp charm , "Which villa do you live in Mr. Zhou, I'll come and see you in a few days."

Hearing his brother talking about his boyfriend's golden house in such a familiar and frivolous tone, and implying that there is more than one golden house, Wei Ziqi felt strange in his heart, fell silent for a moment, and announced his name.

"Okay, I'll ask you out when I have time." Wei Ziyang smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

The words were finished, but neither of them hung up the phone. They were silent, only the sound of each other's breathing. After a long time, Wei Ziqi suddenly asked, "Brother, do you think I'm annoying? Do you not want to see me?"

Wei Ziyang's smile restrained, his eyes became clearer: "Ziqi, believe it or not, no matter what I do, I won't harm you."

There was another long silence, and Wei Ziqi chuckled on the opposite side, avoiding his question: "Then you must call me when you are free, I can make preparations in advance."

Wei Ziyang just sneered, and said another simple word: "Yeah."

After hanging up the phone, Wei Ziyang sat on the bed, looking at the messy home, feeling cold.

No matter how bad it is, it's nothing more than that, so let's just go to the end.

I got up lazily, picked out a set of clean clothes from the clothes that were thrown all over the floor and changed into them, fetched a basin of water and tidied myself up. With the smile that is always on the corner of his mouth, there is a seductive energy in his bones.

The phone rang at the right time, and Wei Ziyang connected and said to himself, "Here we are."

Walking out of the slums, crossing several roads, a ostentatious sports car parked opposite, Wei Ziyang casually got into the car.

Before he could sit still, the people around him couldn't wait to press him up, bit his mouth, and kissed desperately.

"Why are you so anxious? Pay attention to your image!" Wei Ziyang took advantage of the situation and bit him, pushing him away forcefully.

Zhou Weijia tugged at his collar, suppressed his desire, and let go of his hand: "Little bitch, you finally figured it out, you know you're looking for me?"

Wei Ziyang looked frivolously: "I'm hungry."

This pun made Zhou Weijia's brain twitch. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the sports car rushed out with a squeal.

Wei Ziyang tilted his head slightly and looked out of the car window. Zhou Weijia's car was running recklessly on the spacious road, and gradually drove into the urban area. The surrounding street scene became more and more prosperous. In that dilapidated slum, which one is real and which one is illusory.

"Did you see me and Ziqi together, can't bear it anymore?" Zhou Weijia smiled triumphantly.

Wei Ziyang withdrew his gaze: "Zi Qi was asking me out for dinner just now, saying that you will be home late today, may I ask where Mr. Zhou is so busy?"

"Busy with you." The obscene words came out casually.

"Are you not afraid that I will tell Ziqi?"

Zhou Weijia glanced at it: "Do you dare?"

Wei Ziyang smiled slightly, but did not answer.

What would it be like if Wei Ziqi suddenly appeared in front of them at this time?

Along the way, Wei Ziyang was thinking about this question, but unfortunately, such a bloody plot did not happen.

The car drove into a luxury hotel smoothly, and when the two got out of the car, Zhou Weijia dragged Wei Ziyang inside with familiarity.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhou Weijia pressed him against the wall and raised his hands.

"I said I'm hungry!" Wei Ziyang said angrily.

"I've ordered food, let's serve first."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll get dizzy and spoil your interest?"

Zhou Weijia took a few steps back, but in the next second his big hand grabbed his throat, not light or heavy, so that he would not be strangled to death, but it also left him nowhere to escape. He sneered a few times: "It's already here!" For this sake, why are you pretending? Do you think I don’t know about your little abacus? I’ve whetted my appetite before, but now you suddenly come to me because you saw me with your brother, and you’re afraid that I don’t want you. Is it? Don't worry, as long as you serve me comfortably, I will treat you well."

This man is really conceited, Wei Ziyang smiled, and suddenly became charming: "Are you really planning to keep one at home and raise another outside? Oh no, I'm afraid Ziqi can't be counted as a family member, but can only be considered as a sneaky one." right?"

"I'd like to keep them all at home, but seeing how flirty you are, I don't know how many people have fucked them before. It's okay to play with, but I think it's dirty if you keep them."

Wei Ziyang not only didn't get angry when he heard this, but smiled even more happily: "When you made love with Ziqi, all you thought about was me, right?"

Zhou Weijia froze for a moment, then rudely pushed him down on the bed in the next second, covering his body: "Shameless bastard!"

Just as the two were entangled, the doorbell rang just right, and the waiter pushed the dining car.

"Would you like a drink first?" Wei Ziyang opened the red wine and poured half a glass.

Zhou Weijia took off his coat, lay on the bed with his legs crossed, staring at him with lustful eyes.

Wei Ziyang slowly went over, climbed onto his bed, sat on his lower abdomen, stroked his chest with his fingers, and opened a button.

Zhou Weijia's body tightened, and the flames in his lower abdomen shot up.

"Mr. Zhou, do you think I'm pretty?" Wei Ziyang's voice was soft and seductive.

"Hmm..." Zhou Weijia groaned.

"Where is it beautiful?"

"It looks good when you smile."

Wei Ziyang smiled brightly like spring water.

The night outside the window was hazy, and the dim light added a bit of interest to the room. Wei Ziyang shook his body slightly and rubbed against his lower body. He took a sip of wine, and brought the glass to Zhou Weijia's mouth, and smiled with thin lips: "Alcohol can help sex, take a sip."

Zhou Weijia took a big gulp of his hand, turned over and pushed him down, tore his clothes, and kept biting his mouth: "You don't want to sleep tonight."

"I won't let you sleep either."

"Bitch, are you impatient?"

"How is my brother's bed skills? Huh? I'm better than him?"

"What do you compare him to? If you get fucked a lot, you will naturally be stronger."

Wei Ziyang giggled, Zhou Weijia's body became hotter and hotter, but his movements became more and more sluggish. Suddenly, his head was heavy, and he fell on Wei Ziyang, unconscious.

With a smile still on his face, he pushed the person on him: "Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Weijia's body swayed, sinking and dying.

Wei Ziyang kicked him away and slapped him on the face: "Zhou Weijia, get up and fuck me. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Zhou Weijia fell into a coma completely and didn't react at all.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of drinking, he unknowingly took the medicine, all of which was in Wei Ziyang's plan.

Next, Wei Ziyang started to take off his clothes, stripped him naked in a few strokes, then took off his own clothes, and slept next to him.

He took out his phone, posed in a provocative pose, clicked, and took pictures from various angles.

After finishing all this, Wei Ziyang put on his clothes, went to the dining car, opened it, and saw that the delicious food was delicious.

The service of this high-end hotel is really thoughtful!Wei Ziyang was in a good mood, poured himself another full glass of wine, picked up the knife and fork, hummed a little tune, and ate heartily.

At this moment, Zhou Weijia next to him was still sleeping naked on the bed, this scene was as weird as it could be.

After he had eaten and drank enough, Wei Ziyang looked at Zhou Weijia who was occupying the bed, thought for a moment, lifted one foot, kicked him out of the bed, and then lay down on the bed carelessly, wrapping the quilt tightly and sleeping peacefully.

Poor Zhou Weijia just lay naked on the carpet all night.

The next morning, Zhou Weijia woke up with an itchy nose and sneezed, and found himself lying naked on the bed, holding a smiling Wei Ziyang in his arms, holding a decorative feather in his hand, brushing his face. Come and sweep.

Calculated the time, put him on the bed again, there are still things for him to do, we can't really make the relationship deadlocked.

Zhou Weijia was sore all over. He touched his naked body, suspicious in his heart. Could it be that he used too much force last night?But why can't I remember anything?It was completely unexpected that the soreness was caused by sleeping on the ground all night.

Before Zhou Weijia could speak, Wei Ziyang put the phone in front of his face.

In the photo, Zhou Weijia, who was soundly asleep, hugged Wei Ziyang tightly, as close as he could be. Anyone could imagine that this was a battlefield that hadn't been cleared yet.

"You! What does this mean!" Zhou Weijia jumped up from the bed suddenly, flustered with anger.

Wei Ziyang said to himself: "I just added Ziqi's WeChat, you said I should send him something, are you satisfied with this one?"

Zhou Weijia didn't understand what Wei Ziyang meant, so he twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled dryly: "What are you doing taking pictures of this kind of thing? Stop making trouble, what do you want to eat later? I'll take you there."

"Didn't you ask me yesterday if I dared to tell Ziqi? I want to show it with practical actions."

Zhou Weijia was furious, and pushed him away, hurriedly getting dressed.

Wei Ziyang lay comfortably on his side on the bed, resting his head on one hand, looking at Zhou Weijia who almost had his legs stuffed into one trouser leg.

"Mr. Zhou, why are you panicking? A big man has the guts to steal, but doesn't he have the guts to admit it?"

Zhou Weijia's hands froze, and his face was gloomy: "What are you going to do?"

Wei Ziyang fiddled with the phone: "Tell Ziqi."

Zhou Weijia rushed over to snatch the phone.

Wei Ziyang dodged sideways, hid the phone behind his back, still smiling and said: "Don't be rough, Mr. Zhou, we are all civilized people."

Zhou Weijia was in a hurry: "Delete the photo."

"I took a lot of pictures, which one should I delete?"

"Bitch!" Zhou Weijia scolded angrily, but then smiled sarcastically, "Okay, go tell Ziqi and see if he believes you or me. Don't blame me for not reminding you, it's not easy to climb up on a younger brother who is a bit capable. If you can earn a little bit, don't ruin your future so easily."

"Mr. Zhou is threatening me?" Wei Ziyang smiled calmly, "I still don't believe it. My younger brother is a high-achieving student with such a low IQ. I'm a bad guy anyway, so I have nothing to be afraid of. Boss, without the help of that cheap daddy Ziqi, can you get a share of Ji Boss' Binjiang Bay project?"

Zhou Weijia stared at Wei Ziyang in astonishment: "How do you know?"

Wei Ziyang smiled cleverly: "It's just from hearsay."

Of course, taking Wei Ziqi to the famous building is not to expect to listen to his advice, but to gain more negotiation capital.

"Are you not afraid that I will make you unable to continue in the famous building?" Zhou Weijia said in a dark voice.

In a place where the rich and powerful gather like a famous building, there will inevitably be many shady things, and the privacy of the guests will be violated casually. Should the famous building open its doors for business?

Wei Ziyang looked aggrieved: "Then I can only give the photos to the media. I am shameless, so I don't know if you want to be shameless, Mr. Zhou."

The world loves gossip the most. For someone like Zhou Weijia, who is famous in the upper class, the more troublesome he is, the more attention he attracts.

Zhou Weijia was furious and clenched his fists: "How much do you want?"

Wei Ziyang smiled and said, "One million."

"One million? What do you think you are? One million worth a night?"

Wei Ziyang twitched his lips: "The Binjiang Bay project can earn several hundred million casually, Mr. Zhou, are you still reluctant to part with a mere one million?"

"Bitch, you don't even look in the mirror to see who you are!"

"Mr. Zhou, please use a new word, I'm tired of hearing it."

It's not that Zhou Weijia can't afford the 100 million, but that he pays such a sum of money out of nowhere, and feels unwilling to be taken advantage of.Moreover, he has fought countless battles on the bed, and he always feels that last night was weird, and he is confused as to whether he ate or not. It's just that those sexy and embarrassing photos are in front of him. It doesn't matter whether he ate or not, and he has no time to think about it up.

"President Zhou, if you really don't want to give it, it's fine." Wei Ziyang lazily got up from the bed, smiling like a flower, "help me draw a thread."

"Putting strings?"

"Help me connect with Mr. Ji?"

"President Ji? Ji Yuanxi?"

Wei Ziyang nodded.

Zhou Weijia looked him up and down with a strange expression, with contempt in his eyes: "It turns out that you are always teasing me in front of you. You didn't plan to ask for 100 million at all. You wanted to climb Ji Yuanxi's bed?"

"Boss Zhou is so smart." Wei Ziyang clapped his hands pretendingly.

"Just you bitch, can Ji Yuanxi fall in love with you? Stop daydreaming! The number of people who want to climb into his bed every day is beyond count, so it's your turn?"

"Will you be able to climb into his bed? Let's see Mr. Zhou. If you can sleep on his bed, let's see me." Wei Ziyang smiled shamelessly.

"I've never seen someone as low as you. How could Ziqi have a brother like you." Zhou Weijia took a long time to recover, and the contempt on his face deepened: "You still haven't deleted the photo!"

"I'll delete it after I'm done. Don't worry, Mr. Zhou. In fact, I don't want Ziqi to be sad. And if I can get into Mr. Ji's eyes, I will certainly not forget Mr. Zhou's kindness, and I will speak a few words of kindness in front of him for you. of."

Thinking of such a dirty trick in his hands, Zhou Weijia was even more annoyed, and could only curse one sentence at a time: "Bitch."