Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Under the light, Xu Zhou's glasses reflected a cold light, making him look a little more devilish.

Even through the gold-rimmed glasses, one could clearly see Xu Zhou's pair of upturned phoenix eyes, which looked like the setting sun melting the first snow, warm and sharp, but with a chilling chill, without a trace of warmth, making people feel creepy, as if blood would splash out three feet in the next second.

What else can everyone say? They can only sigh that the An family is really awesome, having offended two big guys at once.

I heard that An Zeyu's cousin has been suppressing someone named He recently, and he has also informed other people to have that person's articles withheld.

Originally, no one took this trivial matter seriously, but now seeing Xu Zhou's condition, they had to take this matter seriously.

If you think about it carefully, you probably know why Xu Zhou would approach An Zeyu. An Zeyu's cousin who is just living a life of idleness and waiting for death does not have such great ability to mobilize those connections to help him.

Behind this, An Zeyu’s greeting is indispensable.

I'm afraid that even if Fu Jin hadn't happened, Xu Zhou would have taken action against An Zeyu, but since they are all in the same circle, it shouldn't have been so disgraceful.

Xu Zhou's attack was very heavy-handed and terrifying. Such a gentle man seemed to be so ruthless that even the sound of breaking bones could be heard, and An Zeyu fainted.

Xu Zhou dropped the steel pipe and said with some regret: "It's really weak. I just touched it a little bit."

He felt a little bored, so he nodded slightly to Fu Jin as a greeting and left.

As for what other people think and what the Xu family will do, that is none of his business.

Fu Jin looked at Xu Zhou's leaving back. His long eyelashes cast a desolate shadow, making it impossible to see what he was thinking at the moment.

Lin Xi also looked at Xu Zhou's back in confusion. She felt that Fu Jin seemed to know Xu Zhou, and even had some complicated emotions.

He hasn't spoken since he appeared in Xuzhou.

However, Lin Xi has been by his side for several years and is very good at observing people's words and expressions, especially when it comes to Fu Jin.

She keenly noticed that although the man seemed calm, his heart was not as calm as before, and even his gentle grip on her wrist became a little heavier.

But everyone has their own secrets, and she doesn't want to explore them. The reason a secret is a secret is that no one else knows it. She shouldn't pry into other people's privacy like that.

Curiosity is nature, silence is respect.

"Okay, let's continue. This is just a small incident. It won't disturb everyone's fun." Fu Jin spoke up to end the farce. He casually passed over the bloody scene.

Lin Yan and An Zeyu had already been carried into the hospital. Everyone had returned to their original state, chatting with people around them with a smile, making connections, and discussing business dealings.

If there are children of marriageable age in the family, they can discuss business marriage. If not, it doesn’t matter. It is the same to let the young daughter marry an older boss as a second wife.

In short, it's all about interests.

After what happened between Lin Yan and An Zeyu, the people present put away their contempt for Lin Xi, and the smiles of those around her became more sincere.

No matter what, being able to get Fu Jin to help her out is a good move.

They also looked down on Lin Yan's attitude of usurping the throne and taking advantage of others, but seeing that the serious young lady Lin Xi was silent, they, as outsiders, did not say much and always maintained a superficial relationship with Lin Yan.

Lin Xi smiled, leaned close to Fu Jin's ear and said, "Mr. Fu, now everyone knows that I am your woman. This is really a distressing thing."

"What, you don't want to?"

Lin Xi knew he was joking, so she said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "That's not the case. I'm not the one who suffers anyway. I'm just afraid that it will delay you from finding a girlfriend. By then, I'm afraid that this canary of mine will be an eyesore to Madam Fu."

"Don't worry, there won't be Madam Fu."

In her puzzled look, Fu Jin smiled and stopped talking about this topic, saying softly: "I'm going to go out for some fresh air. You should seize the opportunity and make more connections, which will be beneficial to you in the future. Lin Xi, you have to become stronger and stronger on your own to convince everyone."

He didn't mind letting her ride on his favorable auspices, nor did he mind sending her to the sky, but he hoped that she could spread her wings and fly, and not be confined to one place.

Lin Xi raised her eyes to look at him and said softly, "Okay."

Many years later, Fu Jin, who had unified various underground forces in just a few years, was no longer with us. A certain program actually invited the international film queen Lin Xi for the first time. She was very beautiful, wearing a cheongsam and looking at the camera charmingly, with a smile on her face as clear as autumn water.

When someone asked her about her past, about Fu Jin, who was despised and feared by everyone, she was silent for a long time before she chuckled and replied, "Sometimes, what you see with your own eyes is not the truth. Some people take the initiative to walk into the darkness, walk in the darkness, and serve the light."

Fu Jin went outside to get some fresh air, stood not far from the fountain and silently lit a cigarette. While he was thinking about things, he suddenly heard a vomiting sound beside him, and then a bad smell spread.

Fu Jin looked up and paused slightly. It turned out to be another acquaintance.

Thinking of the friendship they had in the past, he walked up and wanted to hand the handkerchief to the drunk man, but he felt nothing in his pocket. Then he remembered that he had used the handkerchief to wipe Lin Xi's hands before.

"are you OK?"

After Zhao Yichuan vomited, he felt like he was about to collapse. He waved his hands weakly and stumbled forward, but he couldn't move because his arms were restrained by someone.

"Let me go." He frowned and struggled, but when he couldn't get free, he got anxious and reached out to pull Fu Jin's collar: "Who the hell are you? Why do you care about me?"

Fu Jin didn't say anything, but pulled the person to a chair nearby and asked someone to bring a bottle of water.

Looking at the drunk man, I sighed helplessly. How much alcohol did he drink to get so drunk?

However, over the years, his drinking capacity has not improved and is still very bad.

"Hey, Zhao Yichuan, wake up."

Fu Jin helped the man up and poured water into Zhao Yichuan's mouth.

Since he reached his current position, who dared to let him personally feed water? Most of them dared not even breathe in front of him.

Zhao Yichuan's confused eyes slowly opened. His expression was sleepy and dazed. He looked vaguely ahead. Surprisingly, he did not make a fuss and drank the water obediently.

He touched Fu Jin's eyes with trembling hands. What a familiar pair of eyes. They appeared in his dreams countless times, but after waking up, only desolation was left.

"Su He, is that you?"