billionaire heir

Chapter 409 The Quiet Beautiful Man
"It's none of your business that I eat, drink and have fun? I come whenever I want, none of your business?" Zhao Yuncong glared at Wen Yuqing, "If you talk nonsense, believe it or not, I'll beat you up?"

Needless to say, last time Zhao Yuncong really almost beat Wen Yuqing, the reason is very simple: this pretentious idiot is not happy.

Zhao Yuncong and Wen Yuqing are two extremes, one only cares about material enjoyment, while the other only immerses himself in the cultural world.

The two of them were unhappy with each other, and Wen Yuqing even said publicly that if there was an occasion to invite Zhao Yuncong, he should not invite him. He didn't want to be regarded as a brainless dude like Zhao Yuncong.

Zhao Yuncong said openly that if Wen Yuqing continued to babble and point fingers at him, he would hit him every time he saw him.

Therefore, the entire circle of young masters in Yanjing knew that Zhao Yuncong and Wen Yuqing did not match, and they could only invite one of them.

But everyone is also smart, if it is a game of eating, drinking and having fun, then invite Zhao Yuncong.

If it is the kind of bureau that needs to improve its own image, then please Wen Yuqing.

The two rarely meet in public, let alone privately.

And this time Wen Yuqing actually met Zhao Yuncong here, how could he not be surprised?

After Zhao Yuncong said something, Wen Yuqing had no choice but to hum and say, "I'm a gentleman, and I don't want to bother with a brainless savage like you... Hey, my friend's car has arrived."

A tourist bus stopped at the parking lot of Tianhe Villa, and a group of people moved things out of the bus with big and small bags.

Wen Yuqing went over to greet them immediately, but Zhou Haoxuan was completely ignored by him.

From Wen Yuqing's point of view, Zhou Haoxuan is probably Zhao Yuncong's follower.

Even if he is not Zhao Yuncong's follower, if he is with someone like Zhao Yuncong, he must be the same as Zhao Yuncong, and birds of a feather flock together!
Such a person is not worthy of his Wen Yuqing's association, and he doesn't even need to take a second look, it's meaningless.

Zhou Haoxuan saw Wen Yuqing with his own eyes, and finally understood why Zhao Yuncong didn't like him so much, and Cai Yuanhui was anxious to ask him to come over for help.

Zhou Haoxuan doesn't like this kind of self-righteous "sour scholar".

Zhou Haoxuan prefers the devil king like Zhao Yuncong, at least he is more real.

Wen Yuqing was busy greeting his friends, so Zhou Haoxuan, Cai Yuanhui, Zhao Yuncong and the others walked into Tianhe Villa.

As expected of a party hosted by Wen Yuqing, a "literate" person, the overall arrangement of the whole party is very distinctive, with lanterns, calligraphy and paintings, and ribbons hanging everywhere, which looks quite like the artistic conception of a poetry meeting in the Tang Dynasty.

It's just that the men who participated in this party were all in suits and leather shoes, and all the women were in dresses and high heels. They all held wine glasses and toasted with each other.

Of course, if you insist on saying that this place has an ancient artistic conception, then this place is more like Yihong Courtyard, which is full of a group of "girls" who buy spring guests and sell themselves instead of performing arts.

Seeing a group of men and women drinking and chatting at the party, Zhou Haoxuan found a corner by himself and became a quiet and handsome man.

There's no way, he doesn't like to chat with these people, and he's very hungry, so of course he wants to eat and fill his stomach.

Zhao Yuncong was accompanied by his sister, and Cai Yuanhui was busy greeting guests, so nobody paid any attention to him.

While eating, Zhou Haoxuan suddenly saw a familiar face, and couldn't help but move his eyebrows slightly: "Zhao Xiaohui?"

Yes, the woman standing next to a fat middle-aged man is none other than Zhao Xiaohui.

It seems that this woman has found a new benefactor, and there is no shortage of people to take care of her. No wonder she hasn't come to Han Zixi for a while.

Zhou Haoxuan originally wanted to go up to say hello, but after thinking about it, let's just pretend he didn't see it.

Zhao Xiaohui has the freedom to choose her own lifestyle, and Zhou Haoxuan also has the freedom not to talk to her.

Zhou Haoxuan doesn't like her, the farther away this kind of woman is from his wife, the better.

Zhao Xiaohui was chatting and laughing with that fat man, drank a cup of wine, and picked cherries with a toothpick. You feed me a bite and I feed you a bite. She didn't notice that Zhou Haoxuan was nearby.

She only has this fat man in her eyes now, she doesn't even look at the people around her, how can she notice Zhou Haoxuan who is a little far away?
"Zhong Liang, you bastard, you actually raised a mistress behind my back. Let's see where you go today!" A middle-aged woman whose figure and that fat man seemed to be a perfect match came in aggressively from outside. The palm like a bear's paw was thrown out towards her husband's face.

clap clap clap...

The slap was so loud that the whole party was stunned.

"Honey, stop beating, I don't dare, I don't dare again!" The fat man named Zhong Liang cried and begged for mercy, not to mention how pitiful he looked.

"Hehe, don't you dare? Okay, then you can issue a military order!" Mrs. Zhong sneered, "I slapped you twenty times just now, and you also slapped this bitch twenty times, give me a hard slap .If you hit me lightly, I'll hit you twenty times!"

"What?" Zhao Xiaohui trembled all over, her face became very ugly, "Ah Liang, you won't hit me, will you..."

Snapped!
Zhong Liang slapped him across the face very simply, and Zhao Xiaohui was slapped firmly in the face.

Zhong Liang glared angrily, and roared viciously: "I love my wife so much, if you hadn't stripped naked to seduce me, I would have been fooled by you for a while. You still want me not to beat you, dreaming !"

clap clap clap...

Zhong Liang slapped Zhao Xiaohui's face one after another, turning Zhao Xiaohui's face into a pig's head.

Twenty slaps, none of which fell, each one was done with all their strength, Zhong Liang did not show any mercy.

Mrs. Zhong was very satisfied, and nodded again and again: "My husband spent 20 yuan on you bastard, and I will keep this account. I am not unreasonable. Now, you spend the 20 yuan a lot. Give it back to me, let’s forget about it. If you lose a penny, you will bear the consequences!"

The 100 million that Zhao Xiaohui received as compensation from her husband has already been bought by her. Now she has no money at all, so if she is asked to pay back 20, where will she get it?

"I...I don't have any money..." Zhao Xiaohui trembled, "I owe you first, and I will pay you back when I have money..."

"No money to pay back?" Mrs. Zhong sneered, "That's fine too. The clothes, bags and shoes on your body are all famous brands, so just peel them off and return them to me!"

After all, Mrs. Zhong reached out to tear Zhao Xiaohui's clothes.

How could Zhao Xiaohui be this fat woman's opponent, the two were not of the same heavyweight at all, so scared that Zhao Xiaohui turned around and ran away.

Mrs. Zhong had been prepared for a long time, how could Zhao Xiaohui escape?

As soon as Zhao Xiaohui turned around, Mrs. Zhong's hand grabbed Zhao Xiaohui's hair and directly put Yue Xiaohui to the ground!

(End of this chapter)