dream winter

When Meng Dongchu was put on the bed by Wei Mengzhe in the half-mountain villa, Yang Han's car was still racing along the coastal road.

Meng Dongchu was drunk and didn't know where he was. Subconsciously, he knew that he was facing a stranger. When Wei Mengzhe pulled his clothes, he pushed him away with all his strength. With a sound of tearing, the thin fabric of the shirt was torn. It was broken, revealing the skin on his bare shoulders and chest, which was white and delicate.He couldn't see the plunder and longing in Wei Mengzhe's eyes, he just wanted to sleep on the bed blindly, his head was so dizzy.So when Wei Mengzhe unbuttoned his pants and kissed him, the hand he pushed away became weaker and weaker.It seemed that he could hear the special ringtone of Yang Han's call, Meng Dongchu subconsciously wanted to answer it, but Wei Mengzhe picked up the phone and dropped it on the ground.Wei Mengzhe picked him up and wanted to turn him over, ready to go further, Meng Dongchu's throat felt sticky, and he vomited, all over Wei Mengzhe.

Wei Mengzhe had to leave him to take a bath, it was early.this night.

Coming out after taking a bath, Wei Mengzhe admired Meng Dongchu's slender figure engulfed in the soft quilt, and just as he was about to take the next step, the door was kicked open.

In the next second, Wei Mengzhe was completely thrown out of bed.

"Yang Han?!" Wei Mengzhe lay on the ground in embarrassment, looking at the angry Yang Han with a guilty conscience, "Don't you want this person?"

"My man, when can you touch it?" Yang Han said as he took off his coat and covered it for Meng Dongchu.

"What kind of person are you? You're just a puppet of the Yang family. Someone you care about so much still let him out to show off?"

"It's not as good as you, giving up your own person to make others happy, and let him die." Yang Han held back his anger.

"What did you say?" Wei Mengzhe slowly got up and looked at Yang Han in disbelief.

Yang Han glanced at Meng Dongchu, who had his eyes closed, and said, "Let's go out and talk."

Meng Dongchu woke up, not knowing where he was. This was not any of Yang Han's residences he was familiar with, not like a hotel.

He struggled to get up, the clothes covering his body belonged to Yang Han, the clothes he wore tonight also smelled of the same perfume.He turned around and wanted to get out of bed, but when he saw his torn clothes and a pair of black-rimmed glasses without lenses on the bedside table, he suddenly remembered Wei Mengzhe's face. Pajamas on the side, barefoot out of the room.

The lights were on downstairs, and there were voices talking.I don't know what prompted Meng Dongchu to go downstairs quietly.He stopped halfway because he heard Wei Mengzhe talking.

"You said I killed Fan Lei, what evidence do you have?" Wei Mengzhe said.

There was no sound for a long time.

"where do you come from."

"I was very surprised back then. Lao Chen, who lived across from your house, lent his house to a screenwriter to write scripts. How come that person moved away very quickly, and it was only three days after Fan Lei's accident. Later, I met in a foreign country. His life is extravagant, not like what his family background should have..."

"He obviously deleted it." Wei Mengzhe snapped.

"Oh? I don't know about that." Yang Han said, "You can also delete me. Guess if I have a backup."

Wei Mengzhe didn't reply.

"From now on, don't let me see you messing with Meng Dongchu, otherwise this video will be in whose hands."

Meng Dongchu leaned against the wall to think, obviously Yang Han had evidence that Wei Mengzhe killed Fan Lei, it was a video.No wonder Yang Han had said something very suggestive in front of Wei Mengzhe before.Hearing the sound of footsteps going upstairs, Meng Dongchu quickly ran back upstairs. Just as he picked up his mobile phone in the room, Yang Han opened the door and entered.

"Let's go." Yang Han said.

"Oh." Meng Dongchu agreed, and walked downstairs with him.

When passing by the living room, he saw Wei Mengzhe sitting there with a dead face.

Wei Mengzhe has killed people before—they can do anything.Meng Dongchu thought of this and glanced at him, then immediately turned away.

On the way back to the villa, although Yang Han didn't say anything, Meng Dongchu knew that he was angry, and drove all the way back to the villa.

Meng Dongchu felt shy and didn't want to go in.He knew what he was facing when he entered the door.Yang Han grabbed the man and entered the door.

They didn't say anything, Yang Han just acted harder than usual, Meng Dongchu resisted at first, but when he thought that he was about to leave this person in front of him, he felt a bit of reluctance in his heart, and became more and more lingering with him.

In the early morning of the second day, Meng Dongchu woke up and saw no one around him. He went downstairs with sleepy eyes and saw Yang Han busy in the kitchen.

White smoke rose from the porridge pot, and Yang Han said with a normal expression, "The porridge will be ready in a while."

It was as if they had been an old couple for many years - indeed this was their daily life - but after all they could not be like ordinary couples, never could be.

Meng Dongchu thought for a while, then smiled, "Okay."

After Meng Dongchu finished speaking, he turned and left, going to his so-called studio.

The studio was Meng Dongchu's private domain that Yang Han tacitly allowed, and Yang Han generally didn't interfere too much if it was not necessary.It was here that Meng Dongchu started his escape plan.All the preparations to be done were broken into parts and arranged in every minute time, so that Yang Han could not notice it.

Meng Dongchu opened the drawer and took out a palm-sized manuscript, which he bought from an auction at a high price.With Meng Dongchu's character of spending money like water, the things he bought in these years are the amount of the car, it is estimated that Yang Han will not care that he is missing a painting.

By selling this painting through a secret channel, he can get a huge amount of money that Yang Han doesn't know about. Even if Song Yuan's help in transferring assets is discovered by Yang Han, he still has the corresponding funds.

This channel was provided by Ye Ze.Meng Dongchu and Ye Ze met at work. Meng Dongchu just quietly suggested that he bought a painting. Ye Ze understood what he meant. He has been with the boss of Mingcheng for many years, so he naturally has his secrets. to help him sell paintings.Meng Dongchu expected that Ye Ze would be willing to help him, and he knew that only people like Ye Ze could help him keep the secret.

Even after he left, Yang Han found out that it was Ye Ze who helped him, so he didn't dare to touch Master Xu's people.

As for Song Yuan, Meng Dongchu rubbed the edge of the drawing paper and thought, with Yang Han's aristocratic education, he shouldn't embarrass someone who seems to be his "rival in love".Just like Yang Han knew about the relationship between Song Yuan and Meng Dongchu but still asked Song Yuan to work in Qinghan to monitor rather than suppress with power, it can be seen that Yang Han is at least a gentleman.

Meng Dongchu had never thought about this before, but when he thought about it now, he was a little dazed.When he came back to his senses, he quickly rolled up the drawing paper and put it in an inconspicuous jar.

At this moment, Yang Han pushed the door open and entered.

Meng Dongchu panicked for a moment, and knocked the jar over. The cylindrical jar rolled off the table, rolled along the floor, and rolled to Yang Han's feet.