defeated

Zhan Huo slammed the pocket watch shut, clenched it tightly in his hands.

Seeing his face change suddenly, the maid thought something was wrong, and said worriedly, "Mr. Zhan, what's wrong with you?"

Zhan Huo said, "I'm not feeling well." Then, he quickly walked back to the room, closed the door, and entered his fingerprint to lock the door to ensure that no one could come in.

He stood there in a daze, spreading his pale palms.

With a light touch of his fingertips, the bodice flicked away. He looked at the smiling Min Ning, and absurd guesses flooded into his brain frantically.

Min Ning, Wen You?

The memories that have been chewed over and over countless times in the depths of memory gradually emerge.

In the western restaurant.

Min Ning seemed to see someone, startled for a moment, with a relieved smile on his face, and got up to chase after him.

Zhan Huo turned his head curiously, but Min Ning grabbed his shoulder, "You stay here, I have something to solve."

The smile on Min Ning's face became soft under the sunshine, and his eyes were shining, making people unable to look away.

Zhan Huo was a little worried. He wanted to turn his head to look, but his shoulder was held down, and Min Ning was stopping him.

Zhan Huo could only ask, "What's wrong?"

Min Ning met his innocent eyes, a little sad, but still gritted his teeth and said frankly: "That's the person..."

Zhan Huo's heart sank, and he suddenly understood.

The man Min Ning was talking about was the man who had been supporting him financially not long ago. Even though Zhan Huo strongly opposed it, Min Ning was unwilling to turn back. The man Min Ning liked.

"Don't worry, I'm not leaving. I'm just going to tell him clearly and return the things. Xiaohuo, be good, I'll be back later." Zhanhuo turned his head abruptly, and saw a person disappearing around the corner, Min Ning trotted to catch up, and shouted: "...Mr...."

……gentlemen……

……gentlemen……

He searched desperately in his memory, but he couldn't remember the name of that person, who was it?He frowned, feeling that every drop of blood in his heart was drained, but he couldn't think of it no matter what.

There was commotion outside the door, someone was knocking on the door vigorously, calling Zhan Huo's name eagerly, but Zhan Huo couldn't hear him, he sank into a world full of doubts, confusion and annoyance, constantly torturing himself, who is it?Who exactly?

The knock on the door became louder and louder, making one feel that the whole door was shaking, which showed how much effort the knocker had used.

Then, an exclamation came from outside the door, "Mr. Wen!"

Zhan Huo's eyes widened suddenly, as if enlightened.

He finally remembered the name Min Ning called before he left.

"Mr. Wen—"

Wen You was only wearing a thin pajamas, his face was as heavy as water.Hearing that the servant said that Zhan Huo looked unwell, he felt something was wrong, and rushed over immediately, only to find that Zhan Huo had locked the door and would not open the door no matter how he called.The last time Zhan Huo was shot and nearly died, his foundation was injured, and then he suffered from major and minor injuries, and his health deteriorated a lot. He suddenly locked himself in the room, and Wen You was afraid that something would happen to him.

Instruct Steward Zheng to bring the key and let him out while opening the door, but the door remains motionless.Wen You's face darkened, he hammered a few times to no avail, and said to the servant: "Bring the gun."

Naturally, he was not talking about ordinary shooting guns, but guns equipped with door-breaking bullets.

Every door in Wen’s house is equipped with keyed high-density fingerprint locks. Once the door is locked with fingerprints from the inside, it is impossible for people outside to open it smoothly. If the power is turned off, it will only be locked.When Zhan Huo moved in, in order to respect his personal privacy, Wen You did not enter his own information.

Thinking of this, Wen You's face became even uglier.

Steward Zheng was horrified when he saw his stern expression, and hurriedly ordered people to go quickly.When the gun came, Wen You found the position of the door lock, without even wearing goggles, and directly held it at 90 degrees to shoot.

The servants were taken aback.

But just when Wenyou was about to pull the trigger, the indicator light on the lock flashed slightly, and the door opened.

When Zhan Huo opened the door, Wen You's face finally softened, and he was relieved that Zhan Huo was fine anyway.

He threw the gun to the servant, and stared at Zhan Huo with burning eyes, for fear that he might make a mistake: "Uncomfortable?"

Zhan Huo's eyes were as indifferent as ice, indifferent to Wen You's concern.

He shook his head, "No, I'm fine."

Wen You's face changed abruptly, "Xiao Zhan, you..."

Zhan Huo opened his lips, showing a confused expression.

Wen You stepped forward, grabbed his chin, and asked unacceptably, "Tell me, what happened."

Zhan Huo pursed his lips.

Wen You approached him and coaxed him: "Tell me."

Zhan Huo backed away, he looked at Wenyou and himself, as if he was watching a big joke.He thought that he was a good judge of people, that he would not make a mistake, but he really responded to Ye Su's self-willed words.

He really wanted to tell him these words.

Wen You was stung by his subconscious resistance, the hatred in those eyes made Wen You extremely angry, and he roared angrily, "Go call a doctor."

The doctor arrived and confirmed the diagnosis, and Zhan Huo lost his voice.

He lay quietly on the bed, and Wang Zhuoya gave him a detailed examination.His complexion was not very good, and when he came out, he was quite critical of Wen You.

"There is no major problem with the body, but the fire is excited and stagnated in the heart. Voice, it is not pathological, functional aphonia, and it will recover quickly if you take good care of it. You are an expert in this, and you understand it better than me. What's wrong?"

Wen You was silent, he thought he hadn't done anything to Zhan Huo, he thought that when he woke up, the two of them could be together happily.But after lingering all night, Zhan Huo became dumb and couldn't speak a word.

Wen You's fair and handsome face lost all color.

"I saw it, on his body, on his neck," Wang Zhuoya clicked his tongue, "Don't say that it has nothing to do with you. I said you are too impatient, the twisted melon is not sweet, and it's not that you have learned a lesson last time. I Say Xiao Zhan is a good kid, you..." He said, looking at Shang Wenyou's increasingly dangerous eyes, and finally stopped talking.

Wang Zhuoya smiled awkwardly, "It's for your own good too."

Wen You couldn't tell, he couldn't tell the other party with Zhan Huo's current appearance, they were happy last night and had a good experience, Zhan Huo would even kiss him back, pamper him, and respond frankly.

Wen You went back to the room and saw Zhan Huo coming out of the bathroom. He stopped wiping his hair and opened his mouth to greet him.

He changed into a crisp short-sleeved liner, the fabric fit the flexible skin, showing off the superior body proportions.

Wen You's eyes touched the red marks on Zhan Huo's collarbone. He thought that these marks were all left on this person by him, but he couldn't get close at this time.

Seeing his blank look, Zhan Huo grinned and gestured with his fingers: What, frightened?

He used to work as a volunteer in an orphanage, took care of deaf-mute children, and learned some sign language by the way. Although his knowledge base was not perfect, he had no problem coping with daily communication.But after finishing the gestures, I realized that Wen You couldn't understand, so I had to lie down on the table next to the bed and write it down.

Zhan Huo smiled and handed the note to him, as if he didn't like Wen You's fuss.

Looking at his hearty smile and free and easy writing, Wen You felt a dull pain in his heart.

His Zhan Huo is very good, very good, but he is always unlucky and gets hurt by strange things.

Wen You asked: "Is it... last night..."

Zhan Huo blinked and wrote on the paper: If I say yes, will you become impotent?

Wen You was black for a moment, but thinking about it carefully, he only had sex with Zhan Huo in his life, but Zhan Huo was in such a miserable state, how could he do anything?Such abstinence is no different from impotence.

Zhan Huo asked again: Wenyou, do you really like me?

Wen You was taken aback: "You still don't believe me?"

Zhan Huo raised his eyebrows, and wrote on the paper: Then how many blue-faced confidants do you have.

Wen You choked, according to his concept, there was none, but Zhan Huo might not believe it.

Zhan Huo smiled mockingly, and took out the pocket watch from the drawer. The exquisite pocket watch fell from his palm and stopped in front of Wen You.

Zhan Huo asked: Who is the engraved one here?

Wen You's eyes suddenly changed, he was about to speak, Zhan Huo opened his mouth and said: Wen You, you are really deceiving people!Or that Mr. Meng who can be sent abroad at any time is also a substitute. Your serious white moonlight hangs in front of your desk, making you think about others every day!

After finishing speaking, he coughed and laughed at himself: Oh, no wonder you have to do business at that table!

He tried his best to open his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound. He kept coughing, and his fair face was flushed.

Wen You was stunned.

He looked at the anger surging in Zhan Huo's chest, the unwillingness hidden in his eyes, and the redness of his cheeks. Although he knew that thinking like this was abnormal, he still wanted to press him down on the bed and do it firmly.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered: "Xiao Zhan, are you jealous?"

Zhan Huo was stunned suddenly, and said angrily: "Dream your Spring and Autumn Dream!"

Wen You hugged him confidently, "Although you are in such a miserable situation now, I... am really happy to see you jealous."

Zhan Huo froze, the excited expression faded from his face, and he became completely indifferent.

Wen You didn't see it, he was immersed in the joy of his heart, and said softly: "You don't need to care, I only like you, the person on the table is not important."