I'm all set, you don't even want to fuck me

During Yan Yiming's absence, cigarettes became a must-have item for Mr. Cong.

It's not because of depression or because I want to smoke, it's just that I feel a little bit of Yan Yiming's smell.

Looking back at Yan Yiming, Cong Jun didn't mention anything.He couldn't say it was because he liked it, and he couldn't ask Yan Yiming if he had recovered his memory.

"It's nothing strange for a man to smoke a few cigarettes."

Cong Jun left after leaving this sentence, he should show his face after not returning to the police station for a few days, and Cong Jun also refused to answer countless calls from Cong Sheng.

In the police station, Lin Li was propping his head in a daze. When he saw Mr. Cong entering the door, he almost jumped up from his seat.

Cong Jun glanced at him, and Lin Li immediately followed Cong Jun into the office: "Team Cong, I found out that Yan Xiao is in a small town in Canada, but if you want to arrest him..."

"Understood, I will make a report to my superiors to request extradition."

Lin Li replied hesitantly and was still standing in front of the desk, Cong Jun closed the document: "Speak up if you have something to say."

"Is there any arrangement for the Cong team to do..."

Yan Xiao's case came to an end for the time being, and the Sixth Squad was free, while Lin Li had been idle since Mr. Cong asked him to find something to do by himself, and he almost fell ill.

"It depends on how the superior arranges." Cong Jun didn't say much, there was a pile of documents on the desk waiting for him to check, most of which were the progress of the materials in the past few days.

As soon as he picked up a document, Lin Li scratched his head: "Actually, the people who stared at Yan Ruohao didn't find anything, but they always felt a little weird."

Cong Jun raised his head and glanced: "What's wrong?"

"Yan Ruohao lives a monotonous life alone, and the company's family is two o'clock and one line, and he sees very few people." Lin Li propped his hands on the desk: "Team Cong, do you think he knows we are spying on him so he deliberately monitors him?" Yes, should we investigate the two brothers of the Yan family?"

"Is there any evidence?"

"No..." Lin Li felt that it was abnormal for a rich person to live such a boring life without social interaction.

For him, the youngest of the Yan family is really too withdrawn.

"Don't talk nonsense without evidence." Cong Jun read the information, highlighted the location where Yan Xiao was, and stared at that location for a long time.

Anyway, the person he wants to arrest and bring to justice is named Yan.

When he looked up, he found that Lin Lize was still standing in front of the desk, and frowned: "What else?"

"And... Cong Team, is your father really Cong Ju?"

As soon as the words were finished, the screen of the mobile phone on the table lit up to display Cong Sheng's name. Lin Li glanced at him and made an OK gesture, and left the office with an understanding expression.

Cong Sheng answered the phone without saying hello, and said bluntly, "Seven o'clock tonight, Zongyin restaurant, table 5."

Before Mr. Cong could speak, the phone hung up.

The restaurant belongs to that kind of high-end western restaurant, the design style is biased towards European style, and most of the guests who come here are couples.

A red rose was placed on the dining table, and the music in the hall was also lyrical classical music. The waiter in a small dress stood on one side and bent slightly to introduce the dishes to the woman sitting opposite Mr. Cong.

"How about a classic pairing at the restaurant?"

Realizing that the woman was talking to him, Mr. Cong said "hmm": "Whatever you want."

The so-called classic pairing is red wine and steak. Until the dish is served, Cong Jun's way of getting along with the woman opposite is also the one where she asks and he answers.

And the woman didn't show any impatience during the whole process, but Cong Jun frowned.

Taking a sip of red wine: "I like men."

The smile on the woman's face was a little stiff, and the hand holding the knife and fork also stopped in the air, and she put down the knife and fork as if she had realized it belatedly: "If you have any dissatisfaction with me, you can directly say it, and you don't need to make such an excuse."

Cong Jun didn't say anything but just glanced at her, and then the atmosphere between the two of them became awkward, and after a few mouthfuls, they broke up unhappy.

After taking a taxi to the villa, Mr. Cong turned on the light in the living room and went upstairs.

A small light was on in the room, and Yan Yiming was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and seemed to be asleep.

Cong Jun took off the bandage on Yan Yiming's leg, took the medicine box and reapplied the medicine on Yan Yiming and wrapped a new bandage.As soon as he stood up, Yan Yiming pulled him into his arms and hugged him.

"Where did you go?"

"work."

"Working with women?"

"No."

Yan Yiming rubbed against Cong Jun's neck: "Then why do you smell like a woman's perfume?"

"No."

"Still said no." Yan Yiming lifted Cong Jun's chin, slowly pressed his lips against it and took a bite.

Cong Jun moved, put his hands beside Yan Yiming and looked at the desire in those eyes: "The wound will open..."

Yan Yiming smiled, and whispered close to Cong Jun's ear: "So I need you to move..."