In a moment of anger, Liang Fan wanted to cuckold Cheng Yanzhi again. When the situation became more and more intense, Dai Xu's phone call interrupted the heated atmosphere.
Pushing the man in front of him away, Liang Fan turned slightly sideways and answered the phone in a low voice.
Zhou Jinghui's interest waned, he raised his hand and pursed his lips, looking at the watch again.
Dai Zhu said that her car was parked downstairs and Liang Fan had to leave now. After hanging up the phone, the abnormal blush on her face was still there, her almond-shaped eyes were watery, and she said softly: "I'm sorry, my friend is here to pick me up."
Already."
What a perfect moment for something to happen, but now it was interrupted by a phone call.
The interest aroused was fleeting. Zhou Jinghui smiled at Liang Fan and nodded: "I understand, I know you are busy, sister."
The curved angle of his thin lips was slightly ironic, and Liang Fan immediately felt that he mistook Dai Xu's phone call as Cheng Yanzhi's call, and judged that she was in chaos at this time and finally gave up.
Without explanation, she nonchalantly adjusted her wrinkled skirt and said vaguely: "You know my home address. If you miss me, you can come over."
Zhou Jinghui's eyes were scornful: "You won't meet other men at home, right?"
After leaving for a moment, Liang Fan didn't turn his head, and his voice was slender, soft and seductive: "That depends on your luck."
*
The fairy-like woman left. Zhou Jinghui looked at it for a while and was brought back to attention by the ringing of his cell phone.
"Hui, Ayue and I are here, where are you?"
The voice inside the microphone is unusually deep, and the timbre sounds mature for his age.
As Zhou Jinghui walked back, he replied with a calm attitude: "I'll be there soon."
In the smoke-filled box, three men each sat on a sofa. Zhou Jinghui was in the middle, with the back of his neck slightly raised and a cigarette between his lips, in a lazy and leisurely manner.
"Just now, Cheng Yanzhi came to see me."
Hearing the sound, Xiao Yue on the left put down his wine glass, straightened his posture, and said coldly: "He still has the nerve to find you? When the merchant betrayed your father, they took away so much of your family's assets, how fucking embarrassing!"
Gu Xiangwen had a mature and steady face with a cold face. He was much calmer than the young and frivolous Xiao Yue when things happened. He felt bloodshed and said, "I'm afraid you will retaliate. Let's find out the truth first."
After getting up and dusting off his cigarette, Zhou Jinghui raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile in his eyes: "It's quite interesting."
"What?" Xiao Yue was a foolhardy type and didn't understand.
But fun is something that needs to be experienced by oneself. Zhou Jinghui didn’t want to say more, squandered the cigarette in his hand and raised a toast to the two good brothers.
"We were all hanging out together at first, but you were still willing to follow me after my accident. I'm very grateful."
Zhou Jinghui didn't often say such hypocritical words, but when he saw Cheng Yanzhi and others today, he once again felt the differences between people.
Without saying anything, Gu Xiangwen clinked glasses with him. Xiao Yue also got up from the sofa and came over to clink glasses.
"Brother Hui." His eyes accidentally glanced at Zhou Jinghui's lips. Fearing that he might have misjudged him, he came closer and grinned wider and wider: "Whose lipstick did you put on your lips?"
Gu Xiangwen also looked over and found that Zhou Jing's lips were unusually red.
The two people's expressions alternated between cold and hot. Zhou Jinghui was surrounded in the center, blinking his eyelashes, as if he was thinking seriously.
Just when Xiao Yue thought he wouldn't answer and was even going to rebel against the general, he heard his smiling voice: "A beautiful sister, quite hot."
"Holy shit!"
Xiao Yue was so surprised that he almost shouted. His ambiguous smile became deeper and deeper. He looked at Gu Xiangwen, who was a man of few truths, and tried to find the same feeling: "Brother Hui likes hot girls. I thought he liked little white flowers."
"That means you don't understand him." Gu Xiangwen obviously didn't agree with him, "The one raised by Cheng Yanzhi has never been pursued in college..."
His words stopped suddenly, but Xiao Yue understood everything.
"Indeed." He tried to make amends for himself, "If you liked someone pure, you would have fallen in love with her long ago."
Zhou Jinghui did not participate in their gossip throughout the whole process. He knew what he wanted and knew exactly what he wanted.
After a while of silence, Xiao Yue's curiosity aroused: "Brother Hui, how beautiful is my beautiful sister? Will you bring me to meet her?"
He wanted to know who made the iron tree bloom.
Swirling the wine glass gracefully, Zhou Jinghui said slowly: "Cheng Yanzhi's fiancée."