After I was kicked out by the benefactor

There was a palpitating silence in the cloakroom, Xu Shuming raised his head, and met Zhong Wentian's gaze lightly for a moment, then turned away his eyes slightly, and refocused his attention on Zhong Wentian's tie.

"It's not considered acquaintance, it's just a one-time relationship." He said in a flat tone, his hands knotting the tie were very steady, and he seemed to have no other distractions, and he had no time to think about the deep meaning of Zhong Wentian's words.

Zhong Wentian stared at him for a while, Xu Shuming stood so close to him, as if he could hold him in his arms with one hand.The expression on his face is also very docile, the eyelashes are slightly drooping under the eyelids, trembling slightly with the movements of his fingers, as fragile and heavy as the wings of a butterfly, just like how he feels to Zhong Wentian, thinking of this, Zhong Wen Tian smiled suddenly.

When he laughed, he was very gentle, and his voice softened. The breathless atmosphere in the cloakroom disappeared in an instant. He said:

"Then I will meet him tomorrow. The Xuan family made their fortune in Hong Kong. I don't know as much about Hong Kong as you do. You can go with me tomorrow night and help me see if the eldest grandson the Xuan family raised up is as good as the outsiders said." Young and promising."

Hearing that Zhong Wentian described Xuan Honghui as young and promising, Xu Shuming was a little surprised. It happened that he had already tied up his tie, so he took a step back so that Zhong Wentian could straighten his neckline in front of the mirror.

"Why, did I say something wrong?" Zhong Wentian looked at him in the mirror and smiled.

Xu Shuming looked at Zhong Wentian who was standing with him in the mirror. There were almost no traces of age on Zhong Wentian's face. It was hard to imagine that Zhong Wentian would regard Xuan Honghui as a junior. He shook his head and said:

"It's nothing, why did Mr. Zhong think of meeting Mr. Xuan?"

Zhong Wentian raised an eyebrow at him, as if he didn't quite believe that he was surprised by this question just now, he said: "Xuan Honghui's grandfather opened a bank, even if I don't want to pay attention to the Xuan family, I can't ignore the Shen family." Grandson's face. I heard that Xuan Honghui has a younger brother, but for so many years, no one has heard what his younger brother has done. Do you think this Xuan Honghui is interesting?"

What's the point?He has seen big dramas of wealthy families on Hong Kong Island since he was a child. If Xuan Honghui is really like what Zhong Wentian said, with the support of his grandfather with such a strong background, then what can his younger brother do, it is called ability.

"Then the Xuan family...to Mr. Xuan...?" Xu Shuming asked from a different angle.

Zhong Wentian turned his head and glanced at him this time, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, "Did you just think that my attitude towards Xuan Honghui was a bit contemptuous?"

Xu Shuming didn't expect Zhong Wentian to be so perceptive, and just about to explain, Zhong Wentian waved his hand to him and said in a flat tone:

"Xuan Honghui is backed by his grandfather. It is good that he has received strong support, but he never thought that the Xuan family is always surnamed Xuan. Xuan Honghui is only thinking about his grandfather's cultivation, and spares no effort to suppress his younger brother. How happy are the elders of the Xuan family?——Xuan Honghui's father also contacted me, but his father's attitude was very ambiguous. , isn't it interesting?"

Zhong Wentian used two words of "interesting" in a row on this matter, which surprised Xu Shuming. He thought to himself, when will Zhong Wentian have the time to care about other people's family property struggles.

Could it be that Xuanjia's change of rights can bring him any huge benefits?Or, when did he become so interested in Xuanjia?

What the hell is he trying to do...

Xu Shuming showed a puzzled expression, but Zhong Wentian over there lowered his head and buttoned his cuffs, not paying attention to Xu Shuming's expression.

"Let's eat breakfast on the plane. You can eat whatever you want. You slept very late last night, and you have to get up early in the morning. Take a day off today, and let Bai Yue do the rest."

"Then how do I—" Xu Shuming subconsciously wanted to refute.

Zhong Wentian raised his head to look at him, cut off his words, and said calmly: "It's nothing wrong, haven't you seen your face? Next time you want to express yourself, you should take good care of your body first."

Xu Shuming was taken aback, Zhong Wentian's tone sounded a little displeased, Xu Shuming thought he had done something wrong, his mind was running at high speed, why not Zhong Wentian put on a well-tailored coat and walked in front of him , directly picked up one of his hands from his leg and put it in the palm of his own.

"Mr. Zhong..." Xu Shuming struggled a little, but Zhong Wentian raised his eyes and glanced at him dissatisfied, "Don't move, let me see your wrist."

Only then did Xu Shuming understand that Zhong Wentian wanted to check his wrist that was injured by him last night, Zhong Wentian pulled up his sleeve, revealing a thin wrist.

"It's all right now." Xu Shuming said.

Zhong Wentian ignored him, looking at the pale finger marks on Xu Shuming's wrist, his eyebrows frowned.

"Next time if I lose my sense of proportion, just say it directly, don't hold back everything."

Xu Shuming couldn't answer these words, he gave Zhong Wentian a strange look, and the moment Zhong Wentian relaxed his fingers, he pulled his wrist back from his palm with a little strength.

"I will remember Mr. Zhong's words." Xu Shuming said with a smile.

Xu Shuming's skin was delicate and cool to the touch, like expensive satin, suddenly pulled away from his palm, Zhong Wentian felt that his palm was empty, he looked down at his empty palm, and then He looked up at Xu Shuming's smiling face.

I suddenly feel a little lost in my heart, and there is also a little bit of frustration.

"Really remember?" Zhong Wentian withdrew his hand and walked out of the cloakroom first, without turning his head, he said: "Next time, don't smile so ugly, I don't like it."

Like a mask.