The Shura Field of the Big Brothers

"Didn't you smell that there is still a smell of alcohol? I must be here because I drank unconsciously - ouch, it's gone, don't smoke to death here..."

Behind the back of the door, Wang Ji's face turned red and white when he heard everyone talking about himself, "What did I do last night? Why don't I have any memory?"

Looking down at the wet crotch again, his face flushed red, "It's the first time I've grown so big! And I've been seen by so many people—I'm ashamed! I'm ashamed..."

"Today! Just today! If you don't let you hand over the painting obediently, my Wang Ji's Wang will write it upside down!"

He slumped on the ground, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, then quickly got up, rushed to his closet and quickly found a black suit.

"I made a fool of myself in front of so many people because of you, today either you die or I live!"

He hastily pulled off the pants that made him lose face, and entered the bathroom. Before he could get wet, he eagerly squeezed the shower gel.

He refused to give up until the shower gel was declared "bankrupt".

"Isn't it just peeing your pants! What else has I, Wang Ji, not experienced, hehe——"

As he spoke, he wiped the shower gel vigorously on his body, then picked up and turned on the shower to wet his body, and then rubbed his body vigorously, wishing to wipe his body until only bones remained.

For a moment, the bathroom was filled with fog, bubbles were floating everywhere, and the water was rushing...

After washing for nearly three hours, he came out of the bathroom wearing a bath towel, wiping his wet hair, raised his legs while walking, and smelled himself, "Hmm—it should be washed..."

"Oh! Sorry I didn't see anything!"

Hearing a woman's urgent voice, he hurriedly raised his head, and found Han Xiyun standing in front of him covering his face, the corners of his mouth twitched twice in embarrassment, "You, you... when did you come in?"

He froze in place as he spoke.

"Don't worry, I really didn't see you sniffing there... I'm here to return your painting—yes, return the painting to you."

Han Xiyun responded with suppressed laughter, quickly put down the painting in her hand, shrank her pupils and glanced at the person in front of her.

Seeing his flustered look, Han Xiyun thought of him getting drunk and pissing his pants at the door, so she couldn't help but sneer, and hurriedly turned around covering her face.

"I really didn't see anything, I'll go back first, you go on, you go on."

Seeing Han Xiyun running out of the room holding back a smile, Wang Ji froze his limbs and was about to fall apart.

He was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, "Then what did you see?"

How can this be explained?Said that he just smelled to see if he still smelled of urine?
Or check to see if it's cleaned?It seems...it seems very unreasonable...

Another hour passed, Wang Ji finally plucked up the courage, put on his clean black suit, a dark overcoat, sunglasses, and dragged his suitcase out of the room, holding a painting in his other hand .

"Boom boom boom -- boom boom boom --"

He finally knocked on Han Xiyun's door, holding the painting hesitantly, "Miss? You should be inside, right? I'm going back, thank you for your help, I want to give you a present."

Hearing that there was a gift, Han Xiyun immediately got up from the bed happily, put on her baby drag and rushed to the door, lying on the door and listening to the movement outside.

"I heard your voice, miss. Since you don't want to come out now, it's fine. I'll leave the gift at your door. There's still a game waiting for me in two days, so let's... go first."

As Wang Ji spoke, he put the painting in his hand on the ground carefully, which shows that the painting is also very precious to him.

"This is not an ordinary painting, it is very precious to me, so you must treasure it for me, for sure!"

He looked at the painting on the ground reluctantly, and suddenly remembered something, quickly took out a business card from his pocket, and secretly stuffed it behind the frame.

Now he was finally willing to leave, dragging his suitcase and never looking back.

After hearing the voice, Han Xiyun quietly opened the door, only to see a handsome figure receding away, looking down at the painting on the ground, she was stunned.

"Isn't this - isn't that someone's masterpiece?"

"Why are you so excited? Isn't it just a——painting?"

Bai Mianzhi walked out leisurely with his hands in his pockets, looked down while speaking, and swallowed silently, "Hehe! This... is quite collectible."

Han Xiyun was taken aback by his sudden appearance, but he immediately stretched out his hands, squatted down trembling, and carefully picked up the painting.

"It's not sure if it's an imitation! Hehe!"

He said with a twitching corner of his mouth, looked at the painting carefully, and blinked at Han Xiyun, "It seems that it really is...Treasure it well!"

"Then you give it to me!"

Seeing him holding on to the painting, Han Xiyun looked anxious, reaching out to grab it...

Just when they were arguing vigorously, Bai Mianzhi suddenly felt a chill down his back, he quickly turned his head and glanced, and immediately trembled his lips nervously: "Han...Mr. Han?"

"What are you doing?"

Han Xinli had been standing behind them for some time, with his hands behind his back in a serious expression, seeing Bai Mianzhi as if he was going to eat him, "What are you grabbing?"

"Dad? Why are you here?"

"Why can't I come? If the people from the Chujiang Li faction didn't keep an eye on me, I should have come a long time ago!"

"Han...Mr. Han, don't get me wrong, we don't usually do this..."

Seeing Han Xinli's seriousness, Bai Mianzhi felt unprecedented fear, and silently swallowed again.

"No way? You're such an adult, why don't you just grab a painting? Bring it here and show me!"

Han Xinli stretched out his hand as soon as he spoke, and his eyes were staring so frighteningly that he was about to suffocate.

"Look! Look! Just don't steal it from me!"

Han Xiyun unhappily handed over the painting that she had finally snatched, curled her lips and took a few steps back, hiding her hands in her pockets, pursing her lips and pretending to look away indifferently.

"Hmph! You girl—the bigger you are, the less polite you are! What else is so worthwhile with Dad..."

Han Xinli, who took the painting, glared at his daughter again, picked up the painting and looked at it after muttering.

"This... I'll keep it for you for the time being, so as to save you two from robbing it here."

He put the painting behind his back as he spoke, and smiled instantly, "But where did you get such a precious painting? This is an out-of-print collection!"

Han Xiyun's eyes widened in anger, her brows were frowned in depression, and she replied listlessly: "Your daughter got it so hard by selling her luster."

"Sell your hue? What do you mean?"

Han Xinli became nervous, and immediately took a big step closer, pulling Han Xiyun to look left and right, "What happened to you? Did someone bully you again, tell Dad, Dad will make him pay the price!"

"Oh no! Dad!"

Han Xiyun took away her irascible father's hand in embarrassment, and explained with a smile: "I met a painter and became his model once. He gave me this painting to thank your daughter."

"Hmph! Just to give you such a precious painting as a thank you?" Han Xinli raised his head in disbelief.

"Really, Dad, isn't your daughter beautiful enough? Not worth a picture?"

Han Xiyun took her father's arm as she spoke, and said coquettishly, "Oh dad! Just return the painting to me. I got it with great difficulty. I have been deadlocked in posing for more than an hour!"

"No! I'll confiscate the painting. Who knows what he's thinking about. If something happens in the painting, I'll take it for inspection. Don't worry, I won't steal you."

Han Xiyun curled her lips helplessly, "Forget it, you're right, I'm hungry, let's eat."

"Hey - wait for me, I'm hungry too, Mr. Han, would you like to have something to eat together?"

Bai Mianzhi looked at Han Xinli unceremoniously, but he glared at him, and retracted his neck in embarrassment, "Then we two go eat, you find a place to rest first."

"No! I want to go with you."

Han Xinli frowned, and stared straight at Bai Mianzhi, like staring at a thief.

"Whatever you want, let's go!"

Han Xiyun panted heavily as she spoke, putting her hands in her pockets and swinging them leisurely.

"Dr. Bai recently... seems to be very close to us, Xiyun? It seems that you two are quite familiar with each other now."

Han Xinli tried it out on purpose, and his tone was like talking to a rival in love. Of course, Bai Mianzhi also realized it, and forced a smile: "What did Mr. Han say, I am her personal doctor, can we not be familiar with each other when we stay together every day?"

"Cough cough cough..."

City A,
Chu Jiangli ran out of the company gate angrily, thinking that his appearance was pointed out by others, and there was no news of his beloved woman so far, he was full of anger.

In a fit of rage, he speeded up to 200 with a sloppy suit, rushed to a high-end wedding ring customization shop, braked at extreme speed, and drove out the door quickly.

The manager of that store happened to be standing at the door, and was immediately stunned when he saw the car of the richest man, and rushed out to receive him in a hurry.

"Hello, Mr. Chu, why come here today when you are free, what do you want to see?"

Maybe because he smelled him, the manager closed his mouth immediately after speaking, the smile on his face was very stiff, he held his breath and took a small step back quietly.

"What? Dislike?"

Chu Jiangli's cold sentence made the manager bow and apologize again and again: "I'm sorry, Mr. Chu, I'm sorry, how could I despise you, it's too late to welcome you, hehe."

Chu Jiangli snorted coldly, raised his eyelids to glance at everything in the store, and said lightly: "I want to order a ring, a young woman around 20 years old, petite and exquisite, with just the right proportions."

Having said that, he was secretly pleased with pride.

"This...what kind of style do you need, we have here..."

The manager just wanted to introduce, but was glared by Chu Jiangli's ferocious eyes, "I only look at the final product, don't care about the price, I want the most luxurious and the best looking!"

The manager was confused when he heard that, and raised his arm nervously to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "Then... do you have a photo of that person? What's the size?"