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Ah Zhong looked at the car following unhurriedly, with a serious expression on his face, looked at the intersection ahead, and suddenly turned the steering wheel and went to another road.

"Why did you change the route?" Zhou Wenguang asked strangely.

As Ah Zhong accelerated the speed of the car, he said in a deep voice: "There is an ambush!"

Two dazzling lights came on in front of him. Zhou Wenguang covered his eyes. Through the gap between his five fingers, he widened his eyes in horror and shouted: "Be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud collision sound, the car body slid sideways uncontrollably, slammed into the guardrail on the side of the road, and was forced to stop.

"Get out of the car!" Ah Zhong resisted the dizziness after being hit, and hurriedly shouted to Zhou Wenguang in the back seat.

Seeing that he hadn't moved, Ah Zhong just wanted to pull him, but suddenly saw a dark wooden warehouse outside the window pointing at the pale Zhou Wenguang in the back seat.

In the early morning of the next day, just as Wen Cheng lay down, the phone by the bedside rang, and he picked it up and answered it in a daze.

"Hey?"

His throat felt dry and sore as if it had been run over by a pebble.

"Zhou Wenguang is in the hospital now." Wei Qingshan's heavy voice sounded slowly from the other end of the phone.

"..." Wen Cheng was startled, and sat up from the bed.

"Last night when Ah Zhong escorted Wen Guang to another residence, he encountered someone ambushing him on the road. Although Ah Zhong tried his best to protect him, he ended up in Zhongmu Cang, and the place of Zhongmu Cang is too close to his heart. Life is in danger."

"No one should know about the route last night. It was someone inside us who leaked the news." Wen Cheng pondered.

"We need to look into this matter carefully." Wei Qingshan's eyes were also a little troubled, and when he remembered something, he asked again: "By the way, I heard that your hand was injured, is there anything wrong?"

"Small wound."

"That can't be careless, you have a good rest first, and I will take care of the rest."

"Well, hang up."

Just after hanging up, Wen Cheng called Fang Zhong, "Is Ah Zhong by your side?"

"exist."

"Tell him to come back to me."

"Yes."

The sky outside was not completely bright yet, Wen Cheng took the cigarette case on the bedside table, and looked at the ceiling above his head with deep eyes.

The bitter taste of cigarettes gradually filled his mouth, he slowly closed his eyes, and sighed with a complicated expression.

When Ah Zhong came, he still had a splint on his hand. Seeing Wen Cheng sitting on the sofa, he lowered his head in frustration, "Boss, I'm sorry, the mission failed."

Wen Cheng slightly closed his eyes, his face expressionless, and after a while, he said coldly: "Sorry, it's useless now."

"Give you a chance to redeem yourself."

Ah Zhong's face sank, and he said respectfully: "Yes."

"Is this store really your friend's?" Lu Qi looked at the store in front of him in disbelief. Although the decoration is not luxurious, every detail reveals the clean and tidy kitchen. All the tools are available, and even the display cabinet glass is polished.

"Well, he went abroad. I heard you said that you wanted to open a shop, so I asked him to rent it to us." Wen Cheng smiled.

"But my funds are limited." Lu Qi said hesitantly. This place is a bit close to the central road. He was worried that the rent would be too expensive, and he might not be able to afford it with his current ability.

Wen Cheng stretched out two fingers, "This is the number of a month."

"Twenty thousand?" Lu Qi said with distress on his face, "It's a bit too expensive."

"No." Wen Cheng smiled and shook her head, "Guess again."

Lu Qi's eyes lit up, "Two thousand?"

"Idiot." Wen Cheng poked his forehead with his index finger, "200 yuan."

"...It seems too cheap." Lu Qi frowned, "Didn't you lie to me?"

"No, he's not short of the money, you can just give it a token." Wen Cheng smiled.

Lu Qi hesitated: "Then do you want to treat your friend to dinner?"

"No, he's abroad now." Wen Cheng pulled him into the kitchen, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"

"Yeah." Lu Qi nodded happily.

Seeing that he was happy, Wen Cheng asked casually, "Then have you signed up for the training class?"

"No." Lu Qi looked worried, "My brother hasn't agreed to my resignation yet."

"It's okay, don't be in a hurry." Wen Cheng rubbed the top of his head, "Today I will be your master for a day, so that you can enjoy yourself."

Lu Qi was surprised on his face, "Can you make cakes?"

"Hmm." Wen Cheng raised her eyebrows proudly, "I can do anything."

There was some admiration in Lu Qi's eyes, "It's amazing."

———I am not only good at this, but also good at bedtime.

Of course, Wen Cheng didn't say that as Lu Qi, she took the apron and helped Lu Qi put it on, and put a white chef's hat on him.

Lu Qi stared at him with bright eyes, Wen Cheng's heart fluttered a little, she lowered her head and nibbled his rosy cheek.

Seeing that the blush on his face deepened, Wen Cheng curled the corners of his lips wickedly, "Let's begin."

"First prepare the materials..."

"These tools have to be used..."

"Now let's meet..."

Wen Cheng seemed to have used all the patience she had spent in the past twenty years, and taught her step by step very carefully.

The whole afternoon passed in a blink of an eye, and the two of them finally tossed out a six-inch cream cake in the evening.

Wen Cheng framed a flower on it. Seeing what she was going to write, Lu Qi leaned over to take a look, and found that it was written in large characters of happy birthday.

Lu Qi's face was a little dazed, and he was silent for a while, before he remembered that tomorrow was his birthday. In the past, when he was at home, his parents and his brother would ask him what he wanted in advance. Now that he has moved out this year, his family and him seem to have forgotten about it. .

Wen Cheng looked around, "You should go home tomorrow, so I gave you a birthday present in advance today."

Lu Qi's eyes were a little touched. This was the first time anyone except his family remembered his birthday.

"...thank you," he whispered.

Wen Cheng laughed and said, "That's it?"

Lu Qi blushed, and leaned over to give her a quick kiss on the side of her cheek.

"That's about the same." Wen Cheng raised the corners of her lips, and found two candles to light, "Although it's a day earlier, there's still a cutscene."

Lu Qi nodded, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, meditated for a few seconds, and then slowly blew out the candle.

Seeing that there was no curiosity on her face, Lu Qi asked, "Don't you want to ask me what wish I made?"

"You don't need to ask." Wen Cheng cut a piece of cake and put it on a plate, and said clearly, "It must have something to do with me."

Lu Qi was a little curious and asked, "Then guess what I promised?"

"It won't work if you say it." Wen Cheng scooped up a spoonful of cake and handed it to his mouth, "Taste it."

Lu Qi took a sip, and the facial features on his face wrinkled instantly, "It seems too sweet."

"Really?" Wen Cheng took a sip and put it into his mouth, "It's okay."

"I put too much sugar." Lu Qi said with dim eyes.

"No." Seeing that he was a little depressed, Wen Cheng ate several mouthfuls in a row, and comforted him: "I feel just right. If the cake is not sweet, is it still called a cake?"

"Is it really delicious?" Although Lu Qi was happy in his heart, he still had doubts on his face.

"It's delicious." Wen Cheng nodded affirmatively, "So don't worry."

Seeing that Lu Qi was relieved, Wen Cheng put down the spoon, "I'll go to the bathroom first, just wait for me."

"Okay." Lu Qi nodded.

Wen Cheng's footsteps of leaving were a little flustered and hurried, and she finally reached the bathroom. She couldn't help but leaned on the wall and began to retch.

The sweet and greasy cream seemed to stick to her throat, and Wen Cheng rinsed her mouth with tap water for a long time before suppressing the nausea.

"...is a little sweet."

"Ah Zhong! Where are you going!" Duan Xiu, who had just returned to the cafe, asked in a panic when he saw Ah Zhong packing up his things.

"Leave." Ah Zhong zipped the suitcase with one hand and stood up from the ground.

"Where are you going?" Duan Xiu panicked.

"I don't know." Ah Zhong reached out and took down the books on the shelf.

"Boss blames you for not protecting Zhou Wenguang?" Duan Xiu hurriedly prepared to go out, "I'm going to plead with the boss!"

"No need, Duan Xiu." Ah Zhong sighed helplessly, "Boss has already lenient."

"Just let me leave city b, it didn't kill me."

Duan Xiu felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "What did you do?"

Ah Zhong was a little silent. After a long time, he said indifferently: "I revealed Zhou Wenguang's whereabouts."

"It turned out to be you!" Duan Xiu's eyes widened in shock, he gritted his teeth and grabbed Ah Zhong's collar, angrily said: "Boss is so kind to us, you are crazy! Why did you betray him!"

Ah Zhong pulled his hand away, and said expressionlessly: "There is no reason."

"I just don't want to live like this anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Xiu received a heavy fist on the right cheek. His eyes were red and his face was ferocious. This was the first time Ah Zhong saw Duan Xiu's murderous expression.

"If it wasn't...if it wasn't for the boss..." Duan Xiu glared at him viciously, "I'm afraid you and your brother are still begging in the red light district, living a life without a meal!"

There was a bit of hatred in Ah Zhong's eyes, and he said darkly: "But don't forget, my brother was killed by him."

"Fart!" Duan Xiu was angry and anxious, and cursed: "The boss never thought that your brother would help him block the knife, and the boss has never treated you badly in these years, and let you continue to study in college. Go, now you blame the boss for killing your brother, are you still human?!"

Ah Zhong didn't argue, just looked at him quietly for a while, but in the end he didn't say anything, turned around and left the door with his suitcase dragging.

"Stop!" Duan Xiu caught up with him anxiously, "If you don't make it clear today, you will never leave here!"

Ah Zhong looked at a strange man with a thin figure and a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks standing at the door, he frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hello, I'm Duan Xiu's friend, Wang Zhongyang." Although he smiled kindly, there was a worldly tact in his eyes.

"..."

"Xiao Yangzi?" Duan Xiu, who was catching up, saw the man standing opposite Ah Zhong, and asked in surprise, "Why did you come up here?"

"Didn't you say you want to take me to meet your boss? I saw you hadn't moved, so I came up to take a look." Wang Zhongyang replied with a smile on his face.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Duan Xiu patted his head, "I forgot about it, but now I have it"

Just about to tell him to wait for a while, when she turned her head and saw that Ah Zhong had dragged his suitcase not far away, Duan Xiu hurried to the stairs and shouted at his back: "Wait, I will let you go today. Ma, I will look for you tomorrow!"

After he finished cursing with righteous indignation, he turned to Wang Zhongyang and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to my old man's house."

"Is your boss treating you well?" Wang Zhongyang asked with a smile.

Duan Xiu nodded affirmatively, "Of course! When I first got out of prison, they all cared that I had been in prison. There was no place for me, only the boss was willing to take me in."

"Really?" Wang Zhongyang nodded thoughtfully.

"What about you? How are you doing?" Duan Xiu glanced at his vicissitudes of facial features and asked worriedly, "Did you suffer a lot?"

"By the way, and why do you work under Zhou Wenguang?"

"I came out before graduating from junior high school. I worked in a factory making auto parts. As a result, the factory closed down within two years. I moved to a company to work as a security guard. Once Mr. Zhou suffered from high blood pressure. I just ran into him and sent him off. I went to the hospital, and then he was grateful to me and kept me by his side. A few months ago, Mr. Zhou found out that the other party had won the bid at a low price, so he sent me to collect evidence."

"I managed to find some clues a few days ago. I originally planned to hand them over to Mr. Zhou, but because Ms. Zhou and Young Master Sun went out privately and exposed the news in advance, he is now on the cusp. It is not safe for these documents to be placed on him, so let me Keep it on your behalf, and tell me that if something happens to him, hand over these documents to Wei Qingshan, Boss Wei."

"...But I don't know where Boss Wei is now, so I can only get offline through your boss."

After Duan Xiu listened, she was about to speak when she saw the elevator arrive. As soon as she got off, she ran into Wen Cheng and Lu Qi who had just arrived at the door.

Seeing the figures of him and Wang Zhongyang, Wen Cheng's eyes flashed a trace of coldness.