Hong Kong Movie: Pretty Boy and Bad Guy

Chapter 131
"Yeah, maybe..."

"Sir, you look bad, is there something bothering you?"

Dong Yi heard this, sighed slightly, and asked: "Driver, I want to ask you something, you can choose not to answer!"

"what's up?"

"I mean what if, what if your child goes missing?"

"Then I will definitely look for it all over the world!"

"What if I can't find it?"

The driver was silent, and after a while he said slowly: "I don't know, maybe it's the pain of my life, sir, did something happen to your child?"

Dong Yi shook his head: "No, I just asked casually!"

Hearing the taxi driver's reply, Dong Yi felt that the case handed over to him by the police station was a bit heavy. According to the information he had learned, there were no less than a hundred missing children during this period. I really don't know who it was from. handwriting.

Dong Yi couldn't help looking at the traffic lights and green wine in this isolated city of Hong Kong Island outside the car window, inexplicably thinking that maybe all kinds of novel things are going on in this world at this moment, and maybe there are people who are as busy as him, shuttling in and out of the city every day. in complex events.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that the longer he traveled, the deeper he felt trapped in these things.

It's like falling into a rose bush, surrounded by bright beauty, but also scarred by sharp thorns.

Maybe no matter whether you travel through time or not, as long as you live in the world, everyone in the world is a butterfly with its wings pierced among the rose bushes, and no one can escape it.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Dong Yi took a taxi to the downstairs of his house. When he got out of the car, he turned his back to the neon lights and the roar of the car. He was not in a good mood. The building was his warm home, but he didn't directly step into it.

Instead, he chose to stop downstairs and light a cigarette, hoping to exhale the negative emotions caused by reading the files today along with the smoke in his mouth.

In the open space downstairs, there is a puddle of water. Dong Yi couldn't help stepping on it, lowered his head and looked down at the reflection above, and suddenly felt that the familiar reflection seemed a little strange.

Looking at his own face in Jishui, Dong Yi let out a mouthful of melancholy, and murmured to himself, "People's hearts, people's hearts, how dazzling you look!"

Then Dong Yi cleared up his mood, stepped into the building, entered the elevator, and went to the floor where his house was located.

Walking to the front of his house, he took out the key and turned the lock. When he opened the door, Dong Yi stared at the scene in front of him in a daze.

I saw a group of chefs standing at home cooking delicacies from mountains and seas, and exquisite dishes were placed on the dining table.

Champagne, cigars, lobster, and seafood are all available.

Look at Dong Biao's arms open at this time, a mirror stands in front of him, and a person is holding a soft ruler to measure his figure. He is wearing a white tuxedo all over his body, and his hair is combed shiny.

On the other side, the fat mother was wearing a large white dress, something was inlaid on the fabric, and Pu Linlin was shining brightly.

Xiao Ling was dressed in white children's clothing, holding a big Mickey in her arms and having a great time playing!
Jane is having her hair trimmed by a hairstylist.

The family saw Dong Yi. Dong Biao asked someone to measure his figure, while he squinted his eyes slightly, raised his chin and said slowly to Dong Yi in a lazy and confident tone: "Ah Yi, you are back...

Just come here quickly, I'll ask someone to tailor some clothes, you can come too! "

Guttling, Dong Yi's Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed involuntarily, his eyes widened, he closed the door in bewilderment, came to the extended dining table in the room, and looked at the dishes on it, many large lobsters.

Uncontrollably, he picked up a flat wine bottle on the dining table and looked at it carefully. Looking at the logo on it, one fork and one circle, he couldn't help muttering: "Damn it! XO?!"

When she came to her mother, the fat mother caressed her new hairstyle triumphantly, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Ayi, mom, isn't this white dress and hairstyle nice?"

Dong Yi nodded in a daze, and then carefully asked: "Mom, are you all right? What's the trick?"

The fat mother waved her hand casually: "Hey, what can we do, if you didn't go to the police station today, we would have gone to a five-star hotel to enjoy it.

It's not just to not leave you alone, so I hired a professional to come to the house and arrange all this! "

At this time, Dong Biao had just finished measuring his figure, and the tailor beside him said with a smile, "Sir, your figure has been measured, and I will go back and make clothes for you!"

"Hey! Don't be busy yet, give it to my son... let me, the eldest son of the Dong family, take some measurements and hand-make some nice-looking suits for him!"

Then the man came to Dong Yi and said: "Sir, please come with me."

"Uh... well, well!"

Dong Yi was a little flattered by the situation, feeling that his brain was not enough, so he followed the tailor to the mirror in a daze, and measured his figure.

Dong Yi felt uneasy: "Father, what happened, you shouldn't have been stimulated?"

Dong Biao looked like an old god, and slowly waved his hands when he heard the words: "Oh, you must pay attention to demeanor when you speak, and you must not lose your sense of proportion. Remember, as the eldest son of Dong, you must speak and behave with a bit of dignity. , be polite and gentle, an elegant gentleman!"

Hearing this, Dong Yi wrinkled his nose and opened his mouth slightly, feeling that there was something wrong with his ears, and silently stared at the old father beside him.

Seeing Dong Yi's appearance, Dong Biao shook his head: "Oh... I just told you so much, you should pay attention to your demeanor. Look at you and show this appearance again. It's really out of place. Don't be like other people. Like Xiaomen Xiaohu, he looks like he has never seen the world!"

"Hmm~"

Dong Yi opened his mouth half-open, looked at his father in disbelief, and muttered: "Dad...you...are you crazy?"

Hearing this, Dong Biao said with a straight face and seriousness: "What are you talking about? Your father is fine with me. In this life, I think today is the most energetic day in my life!"

After the tailor finished measuring Dong Yi's figure, Dong Yi looked left and right at the family members in the house, walked hesitantly, and came to Ah Zhen's side. He saw her sitting on a chair with her legs crossed, and a hairstylist was trimming her hair.

Dong Yi was surprised: "Ah Zhen, what happened to Mom and Dad, what do I think is wrong?"

Ah Zhen raised her orchid fingers, and gently touched her cheek with her fingertips. Only then did Dong Yi realize that Ah Zhen, who didn't use much makeup before, had put on makeup, and even put on strong lipstick.

Azhen raised her orchid and pointed at Dong Yi: "My stupid brother!

Why do you make such a fuss, don't lose face to our Dong family.

Now he is also the young master of a rich family, so he should be like me, with the demeanor that a child of a rich family should have! "

(End of this chapter)