if love is invisible

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Han Feishen made an appointment at nine o'clock in the evening, but by the time Gu Xijue arrived at 08:30, Han Feishen had already drank two bottles of wine in the private room and lit a cigarette between his fingers.

In the smog, Han Feishen's face looked more gloomy, and his breath became more alienated.

There is also a trace of depression.

Look at the ashtray on the table again, a pile of cigarette butts.

When did this person come?He smoked so much!

"What's the matter?" Gu Xi Jue quickly snatched the cigarette between his fingers, and stamped it out in the ashtray, "Brother, what happened? Don't scare me!"

Han Fei waved his hand and touched the cigarette case on the table. There was no cigarette in it.

Immediately he rang the service bell, and the waiter brought over two packs of cigarettes, and he lit one without saying a word.

Gu Xijue was afraid, so he quickly called Rong Xiu: "Where are you, third brother? Come quickly, the boss is crazy!"

"I'm not crazy." Han Feishen snatched his phone and threw it aside, "Just drink with me when you come, and don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

Gu Xijue claimed at the wine table that he would never get drunk after a thousand cups, but in fact he drank very lightly, and when Han Fei poured down a cup, he didn't even have to struggle and poured it down immediately.

"What a disappointment."

Han Fei stood up, poked the cigarette he had just taken a few puffs into the ashtray, pulled off his jacket, and walked towards the door unsteadily: "One, there is nothing to drink!"

Opening the door of the room, Rong Xiu, Li Zhaoran, Liang Jingyu, Song Ci, and Jiang Yang happened to arrive at the door. The five of them knew that tonight was not going well when they saw Gu Xijue, who was unconscious on the sofa, and they couldn't help but hug each other Han Fei came back.

Seeing that there were cigarettes on the table, Jiang Yang lit one for himself first, then lit another and stuffed it into Han Feichen's mouth: "Brother Han, there is nothing that smoking one cigarette can't solve, if there is, then two! "

Han Fei took two deep breaths.

The cigarette was the brand he used to smoke, a high-end cigarette, but it didn't taste that way. Han Fei took a few puffs and simply poked it into the ashtray.

Only then did Rong Xiu speak: "Brother, what happened?"

"Chen Mian... wants to kill Xue'er."

This……

The few quickly exchanged glances, and Rong Xiu said: "Brother, is there any misunderstanding? Have you checked it? Has anyone seen it?"

"There is no misunderstanding, I saw it with my own eyes." Han Feichen raised his head, his face expressionless, "She held up a dagger and stabbed Xue'er viciously. She was about to kill Xue'er just a little bit."

Several people exchanged glances again, and Liang Jingyu said, "Brother, what you hear is not what you hear, and what you see is not necessarily what you see, let alone sister-in-law is not that kind of person."

"You have only known her for a few days, and you know that she is not that kind of person?"

Han Feishen sneered: "I have known her for ten years, and nine times out of ten times I saw her she was bullying Lolo or abusing cats and dogs... She is too good at disguising, the kindness she has shown during this time Tricked me too."

Han Feishen took the wine bottle over and drank half of it, his eyes were bloodshot: "For Sunan! She pretended for so long to avenge her lover Sunan! Heh! I also told her that I hope to be able to Start over with her! I also asked Xueer to register under her name! I also... ran to cook for her! Ha, I, Han Feichen, are a big joke!"

Chen Mian is a very charming woman. It is not surprising that Han Feishen will be attracted to her after putting aside his prejudices and getting along with her. When Chen Mian, his mind was also severely pulled.

But Han Feishen went to learn to cook just because he wanted to start over?
This is not just being attracted, but falling in love with her, even falling in love with her.

The six people looked at each other again, Li Zhaoran bent his beautiful peach eyes, and said with determination: "Brother, you are not a big joke, you just fell in love with Chen Mian."

"What stupid thing are you talking about? I will fall in love with her?" Han Feichen curled his lips mockingly, "If it wasn't for Xue'er, if it wasn't for not wanting to disobey Grandpa, I wouldn't even look at her more!"

"Xue'er is Chen Luoluo and I's daughter. If I don't treat her better, how can she willingly take care of my daughter? Unfortunately, I was wrong."

"Chen Mian is born vicious!"

Song Ci suggested: "Then return Xue'er to her mother to feed her herself. No matter how good others are, they can't compare to their biological mother."

Han Fei smiled again: "Chen Luoluo is not suitable to be a mother. In order to keep her figure, Xue'er took breast-feeding drugs as soon as she was born... Chen Mian is vicious by nature, Chen Luoluo is not as vicious as Chen Mian, Nothing good either."

He already knew it, but he just didn't want to bother.

"My daughter..." Han Feichen threw away the wine bottle and put his hands on his head, "I'm sorry for her..."

The Six Young Masters of W City grew up together. The Han Feishen they knew was cold-blooded and ruthless since childhood. In middle school, a male classmate scolded him for having a father and no mother, which angered him. As a result, the male student knocked the floor out of the floor with his head. He didn't even move his eyeballs, and in the end it was Han Tianyuan who made the decision to let the boy's parents take him back.

After he became an adult, his methods became more brutal and decisive. Anyone who blocked him would be punished by him so that he would never have the possibility of turning over.

However, it was such a man known as the "God of Killing", who was forced by a woman to come and drink, and like Mrs. Xianglin, babbled that Chen Mian was not good here or there.

If this is not love, what is his performance tonight?Are you nervous?

Rong Xiu is a detective, and he is involved in many aspects. After meeting Chen Mian last time, he went to investigate the matter of the Chen family and found some clues.

Pushing down his glasses, Rong Xiu said: "Brother, don't be angry when I tell you. Actually, I have investigated Chen Mian, and she and Sunan are indeed innocent, but Chen Luoluo—"

"Okay! I didn't ask you to come out to hear what you said about that woman!"

"Come on! Drink!"

Jiang Yang and Song Ci dragged a glass of Gu Xijue to the far side of the box, and they drank with Han Feichen until midnight, until Han Feichen couldn't open his eyes, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

Rock-paper-scissors, Song Ci and Jiang Yang won, and they were responsible for sending Han Feishen home. Liang Jingyu was worried, so he simply brought Rong Xiu along.

The car stopped in front of the banana building, and Song Ci honked the horn.

Chen Luoluo in the room was suddenly awakened: Han Feishen is back!

Jump out of bed and run out barefoot.

He bumped into Jiang Yang and Song Ci who were supporting Han Feichen.

Seeing this, Rong Xiu immediately took a step forward and frowned: "Your young master is drunk, where is your young wife?"

Chen Luoluo's face turned pale, and Xiao Qi rushed out: "Young Master is drunk? I'll call Young Madam right away!"

"Xiaoqi, wait a minute!"

Chen Luoluo called Xiao Qi to stop, and looked at Rong Xiu: "Ah Chen said, without his order, Chen Mian is not allowed to leave her room for half a step. Please help Ah Chen into the room, and I will take care of him."

In front of outsiders, she shouted one after another, this woman must be Bailianhua Chen Luoluo.

Rong Xiu's expression remained unchanged, he looked at Xiao Qi: "Which room is Young Madam in?"

"The middle on the right—wait, I'll get the key first." He ran to find Ghost, "Ghost, open the room of the young lady! The young master is drunk and needs to rest!"

Chen Luoluo's expression changed: "I can't—"

Ghost Ying had already opened the door of Chen Mian's room, and to avoid suspicion, Xiao Qi and Mei Ying helped Han Fei in.

In the room, Chen Mian let out a horrified expression, and squeezed desperately to squeeze out a word: "Who?"

His voice was low and hoarse, as if his throat had been cut open, making it uncomfortable to hear.

The few people outside the room frowned.