domineering man

A small incident happened in upper-class circles.

That is Zhao Qian's cousin, Zhao Wenya, is going to hold a birthday party, and he sincerely invites the children of all families of the right age to attend.

As soon as the invitation was issued, everyone outside knew that it was to choose a suitable fiancé for Zhao Wenya.

Originally, it was just a side branch of the Zhao family, which was not enough to attract the attention of the outside world, but this banquet was hosted by Zhao Xun himself, and Zhao Wenya was named Miss Zhao, which greatly increased her social status.

And those big families who had their own interests in mind, also joined the invitation one after another.

Zhao Qian lay on the railing outside, listening to the hypocritical greetings inside, and licked his ears impatiently.

"Cousin, why are you here, today is a good day, even for the sake of elegance, you should go in and say a few words."

Zhao Wenhua was holding a wine glass, well-dressed, and there were several well-known female celebrities behind him frequently looking at him. If Zhao Wenya's name was not on the banquet, people would almost think that he was the protagonist of the banquet.

"It's not my blind date."

Zhao Qian frowned, feeling extremely depressed.

Don't think he doesn't know what they're up to.

But he just didn't want to cooperate with them.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qian wanted to turn around and leave.

A young and beautiful woman stood in front of him, smiling and raising a wine glass to him.

"Mr. Zhao, do you have time to have a drink with me?"

Zhao Qian raised his eyelids, and perfunctorily glanced at the proud curves deliberately shown by the woman.

"Don't drink and drive, don't drink while driving."

After speaking, he strode away.

The remaining woman and Zhao Wenhua looked at each other, and it took a long time before she said with a dry smile: "Mr. Zhao, when will you tell a bad joke..."

Zhao Wenhua's eyes darkened, and there was a trace of gloom in them that made women afraid.

Zhao Qian's quiet place was disturbed, so he could only hide in the corner of the banquet, shaking his legs irritably.

Gao Fang, who walked around everywhere with a smiling face, saw Zhao Qian at a glance, and immediately found an excuse to get away from the entanglement of Zhao's second aunt, and walked towards Zhao Qian non-stop.

"Go over..."

He yelled at Zhao Qian with his fart, and Zhao Qian clicked his tongue irritably.

"Your second aunt is terrible. I think she has taken a fancy to me and wants me to be his son-in-law."

Gao Fang stroked his chin, speaking clearly and logically.

Zhao Qian glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and gloated, "That's a good relationship. When you see me, you have to call me brother-in-law."

"I can go to you, I don't want to cause such a big trouble for your family."

The two looked at each other, knowing all the messy things inside.

So, Zhao Qian looked at him, moved in silently, and the two brothers nestled in the shadow of the corner.

"Hey, let's talk about your big baby. I've been seeing him on TV recently. Why, your business went bankrupt and you turned into a bad boy?"

"roll!"

A person rolled out from the corner, and there was a conspicuous footprint on the white suit jacket.

Before attracting the attention of others, the person lying on the ground quickly shrank back.

"It's a good thing I'm wearing a cheap dress."

Gao Fang patted the dust off his clothes indifferently.

Seeing Zhao Qian propping his chin, frowning and looking extremely anxious, he obviously didn't want to stay in this place.

"What's wrong with you, isn't it..."

Before Gao Fang could ask, he saw Zhao Qian muttering there shaking his legs.

"Tsk, I finally had time today and planned to go back to collect cabbage, but I forgot that there is a banquet today."

Is it Jinwu Zangjiao... impatient...

After all, Gao Fang swallowed those words back into his throat.

The lively banquet became quiet in an instant. Zhao Qian poked his head out to take a look, and found that today's protagonist, Zhao Wenya, was walking slowly upstairs, holding Zhao Xun's arm.

Seeing Liu Chengan behind him staring at the arms of the two of them, Zhao Qian laughed happily.

Anyway, now he just sees who is having a bad time and he feels happy.

But the process had to let Xiao Liu go.

Some very official words were uttered by Xiao Liu forcefully, and the young princes in the venue all set their eyes on the elegant and gentle Zhao Wenya, with just the right appreciation and affection in their eyes.

Under Xiao Liu's introduction, Zhao Wenya pursed her lips and smiled lightly, her cheeks were a little reserved and blush, a bit shy and a bit nervous.

"Hey, your cousin looks quite innocent, quite different from those two wolf cubs."

Gao Fang stabbed Zhao Qian in the chest with his elbow, and watched with great interest from the corner.

"You like that you marry back."

Zhao Qian stabbed back lukewarmly, his gaze shifted from Zhao Wenya to the ambitious Zhao Wenhua.

Zhao Wenya is simple, but she is by no means stupid, otherwise she would not have made this request at the right time.

She wanted to leave her home, but Zhao Xun was willing to give her a push.

That's why there is such a huge banquet today.

For the first dance at the banquet, Zhao Wenya chooses the partner.

Countless young and handsome young masters all set their sights on Zhao Wenya, but unexpectedly, she chose an unexpected person.

Gao Fang frowned slightly, and looked at Zhou Yi with an obviously surprised expression. Obviously, he himself did not expect to dance with Zhao Wenya for the opening dance.

"weird……"

He shook his head, the frown between his brows not loosening.

"What's wrong..."

Gao Fang looked back and found that Zhao Qian was holding a plate with meat and fruit, eating with relish.

"Fuck, when did you get it?"

After finishing speaking, he snatched up a piece of meat from the plate.

Zhao Qian ate until his cheeks bulged, so he had no time to argue with him.

"just……"

He moved his Adam's apple, picked up the red wine he had just brought from the ground, gulped down half of it, and even belched loudly.

"What did you just say? It's so strange."

Gao Fang Baji Baji was struggling to gnaw the meat on his hands. Hearing Zhao Qian's question, he frowned and said, "Last time Zhou Yi was taught a lesson by Yin Su on No. [-] Street. I've been staring at him for several days to get revenge, and it turned out that this person seemed to be a different person, not only didn't play around, but also became a lot more honest."

After speaking, he shook his head in disbelief, and continued to nibble on the flesh on his hand.

"What lesson?"

Zhao Qian's expression became serious.

One day he drank a lot, and then he was drunk and a little unconscious, so he didn't know about Yin Su taking Zhou Yi out of the box.

"I don't know, but looking at him that day, I thought it was quite scary. I always feel that he is hiding some shocking secret, the kind that can scare people to death if he tells it."

It has to be said that Gao Fang is more sensitive than Zhao Qian in this regard. Looking back now, he still feels that that beautiful face has a strange sense of mystery, which is inexplicably oppressive.

Zhao Qian didn't know what happened at that time, but after listening to Gao Fang, he began to think seriously, thinking that it might have something to do with Yin Su's white hair.

"secret……"

He stood up unconsciously, his tall figure protruding from the corner.

After Gao Fang gnawed the meat in his hands, he was about to slam his mouth on the bar and was about to take a couple of mouthfuls. Seeing Zhao Qian standing in a daze, he quickly tried to pull him down.

"Ancestor, we are about to be discovered..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of black shiny leather shoes stood in front of him.

Gao Fang raised his head, and rubbed his wet fingers on the clothes embarrassingly.

"Zhao... Brother Zhao..."

Zhao Xun nodded, glanced expressionlessly at the bare plate with only a few drops of oil left in front of them, and asked sincerely, "Like it?"

Gao Fang waved his hands again and again, the glossy corners of his mouth somewhat affected his image.

How dare he say that before he came to the banquet, he was completing a great and primitive movement of life, and at this moment he was hungry chest to back.

If he dared to speak out, he had no doubt that with Zhao Xun's style, people would throw him out and throw him into the pond with a look of disgust.

Zhao Xun looked at Zhao Qian and found that Zhao Qian was looking straight at Zhou Yi who was dancing with Zhao Wenya.

The quiet Zhou Yi was handsome and unrestrained, and when he was serious, he also had the poise that his age should have.

It's hard to imagine that a few months ago, Zhou Yi was still a second-generation ancestor who lingered in romantic places and played around.

After the opening dance was over, Zhao Wenya shyly left the stage amidst everyone's applause. She gave Zhou Yi a shy look, and she did not hide her affection.

Zhou Yi was a little stunned, and looked embarrassed with his red ears. The two young people were talking in a low voice, and the smiles on their faces became more and more natural.

But obviously the second uncle of the Zhao family didn't like Zhou Yi.

Zhao Wenhua walked over, separated the two with a few words, and Zhou Yi's face became a little ugly.

At this time, Zhao Qian strode over and put his hand on Zhou Yi's shoulder.

"Chat?"

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, not understanding what the two of them had to talk about.

But facing Zhao Qian is much better than facing the yin and yang and superior Zhao Wenhua.

The two turned around and left. From the beginning to the end, Zhao Qian didn't look at Zhao Wenhua more.

Zhao Wenhua tightly squeezed the wine glass in his hand, and he cast a gloomy look at a certain woman in the venue.

The woman lowered her eyes in some embarrassment, but obediently followed the direction in which Zhao Qian and the two left.

"What happened to you and Yinsu on No. [-] Street that day."

Zhao Qian asked questions straight to the point.

Zhou Yi looked at him suddenly, his face was red and white alternately, struggling to leave.

"tell me……"

Zhao Qian gave a low drink, and held onto his arm tightly, not letting go.

Zhou Yi gritted his teeth, the boozy redness on his face was instantly replaced by paleness.

It's just that Zhao Qian's insistence on having an answer made him unable to break free.

"He's a monster..."

Zhou Yi turned around, gnashing his teeth with fear.

"What, say one more thing."

Zhao Qian pinched Zhou Yi's neck, his face so gloomy that he could drip water, he would not allow anyone to slander Yin Su.

"He's a monster."

Zhou Yi poked his neck and repeated without fear of death.

He saw with his own eyes that Yin Su's hair turned white to the naked eye, and Yin Su found his gaze.

At that time, Yin Su was also pinching his neck like Zhao Qian, but he was calm.

He still remembered the cool fingertips stroking his pulse on his neck, and the tall man looked down at him indifferently.

"If you dare to speak out, then..."

The nails dug into his flesh, and he felt that the throbbing meridians in his neck were only an inch away from being punctured.

The fear of dying made Zhou Yi make a final resistance.

He grabbed a few bloodstains on the back of Yin Su's hand.

He saw that beautiful but cold and mysterious man lowered his head, licked the blood on the back of his hand with the tip of his tongue, and then, in the blink of an eye, the scars on his hand healed instantly, and the pale and delicate skin was intact.

"Good boy, go home, and don't play such dangerous games at night again."

When Yin Su walked out, Zhou Yi's legs softened and he knelt down on the ground. His fingers wiped the bright red blood on his neck, and his whole body arched his back as if he was suffocating, panting heavily.

Zhao Qian let go of his hand and froze in place.

How can anyone heal instantly after an injury?

He thought of Yinsu's ruined face.

Maybe the outside world didn't know what happened that day, but he knew that what Quyang poured on that day was real sulfuric acid.

Also, after Yin Su went to meet Qu Yang, he went back the next day and found that Qu Yang was insane, and he couldn't answer any questions he asked him.

And those reporters, the doctors in the hospital...

It seems that they never remember Yin Su's injury.

There were many questions suppressed in his heart, but Yin Su left just as he said, and those questions were suppressed in the deepest part by longing and strong love.

Now it was all revealed by Zhou Yi.

"Jiang Yuebai..."

He murmured, a little dazed.

Yes, some time ago, Jiang Yuebai suddenly said that he was going to retire, and all the properties of the Jiang family were handed over to the youngest son of the Jiang family, Jiang Xingcheng.

And that period of time happened to be when he and Jiang Yuebai were fighting to the death.

"I'll stop here. I don't want to cause trouble, so don't look for me anymore."

Zhou Yi rubbed his neck and left the banquet without saying hello.

The face of the woman leaning against the corner flickered back and forth between dignified and weird, but she went back and told Zhao Wenhua exactly what she had heard.

Zhao Wenhua's eyes flickered slightly, and he whispered a few words in the woman's ear.

The woman was a little embarrassed, but she responded obediently.

Not far away, Zhao Xun and Xiao Liu watched all this with their eyes.

Xiao Liu glanced at Zhao Xun with questioning eyes.

Zhao Xun shook his head lightly, signaling not to intervene for the time being.

Xiao Liu pushed his glasses, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Now, there is a good show.

Yin Su had just finished filming a commercial, but because the cooperating actor was very powerful, he was late and forgot his words, and laughed frequently, but because there was someone behind him, no one dared to say him, and it took a long time to finish filming a commercial.

He took his coat and was about to leave directly, when he heard a moderate exclamation behind him.

"Is Mr. Zhao getting married?"

marry?He is here, who can Zhao Qian marry...

He slowed down unconsciously, and the people behind him also lived up to his expectations, and their voices became louder and louder, for fear that no one would hear them.

"Who is this woman? She looks pretty."

"Don't you know, the youngest daughter of the Li family, I heard that she is not very favored, but she is really good-looking."

"It's true, Mr. Zhao is also in his twenties, no matter how he plays, he will take care of it, not to mention, women are always better than men."

The last sentence is so meaningful.

Seeing Yin Su's footsteps stopped in place, several people looked at each other, and they all saw the gloating in each other's eyes.

Yin Su turned his head and strode towards several people.

Everyone else stopped what they were doing, and responded with a gesture of watching the excitement.

The few people who spoke loudly raised their chins and looked at Yin Su arrogantly. They were waiting to see Yin Su's reaction.

"Excuse me, can you lend me your phone?"

Yin Su smiled gracefully.

Several people were a little stunned.

"My phone is out of battery, isn't it convenient?"

Yin Su looked at them very politely, neither angry nor sad.

The person he was looking at gave him the phone in a daze.

Yin Su clicked on the topic about Zhao Qian, which briefly introduced the scene of Zhao Wenya's birthday party, but then the topic turned to Zhao Qian, the words were a bit vague, and there were a few ambiguous pictures of Japan's love , it seems that there is really such a thing.

He sighed softly, shook his head and said, "This girl is too young, Zhao Qian likes mature and elegant ones."

"It looks very delicate, but Zhao Qian likes people who are more beautiful and more eye-catching."

"The figure is not bad, but Zhao Qian likes people who have a good temperament."

"Generally speaking, this girl is pretty good, but Zhao Qian doesn't like this one."

Yin Su returned the mobile phone to the other party, and quite seriously wanted to participate in the other party's gossip.

However, seeing a few people with strange expressions, no one spoke.

Yin Su smoothed the long hair that fell to his forehead to the back of his head, and asked with a smile, "Do you think I'm right?"

Several people twitched the corners of their mouths numbly.

Yes, why not, I let you finish talking, what else do we have to say.

All the cynicism he had prepared was useless at this moment.

No one responded to him, and Yin Su was not embarrassed. He put his hands behind his back, turned around and left frankly, and shook his head as he walked, saying: "To be liked by such an excellent person as Zhao Qian, that person must be perfect." .”

The few people who have nothing to say and the passers-by who are ready to watch the excitement: Heh...

Wu Mingyuan, who was waiting in the car, was shocked when he heard the door being opened, and quickly closed the webpage he was browsing.

He glanced at Yin Su cautiously, seeing that there was nothing unusual on Yin Su's face, he exchanged a few words as usual.

"Today is very hard, tomorrow you have no work, you can have a good rest."

Yin Su responded softly, and began to recline on the back seat.

Wu Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief quietly, his heart was still trembling from the eye-catching headline that Zhao Qian wanted to get married.

Yinsu didn't work for the next few days. It seemed that Wu Mingyuan didn't pick him up on purpose, or maybe he blocked a lot of announcements.

This brought Yinsu back to his usual leisurely life, but there was no Chinese cabbage for him to grow here, and there was no "Encyclopedia of Sow Breeding" that had been completed in half, and he would not worry about someone going home at six o'clock.

He began to sit on the balcony, and sat all day long.

The cold air that has already entered the winter can emit fog when he speaks, but Yinsu doesn't seem to feel it.

His body, which is always cold, is even colder in this cold winter day.

Wu Mingyuan looked at Yin Su's back, and suddenly felt that Yin Su's white hair seemed to be a little more.

That lean and straight body was still a young man, but Wu Mingyuan felt that Yinsu at dusk was like a dying old man, lonely and desolate.

Suddenly, Yin Su lowered his head and bent his straight back slightly.

Wu Mingyuan was worried that Yin Su would catch a cold when he fell asleep, so he hurried over, only to find that Yin Su was seriously... swiping his phone...

The page contained hot search news about Zhao Qian's engagement.

After a few days of fermentation, the remarks in it became more and more certain, as if they had been confirmed by Zhao Qian himself, and even the few blurred pictures revealed were of Zhao Qian and a woman shopping intimately.

Wu Mingyuan's breath was stagnant. Zhao Qian hadn't contacted him these days, and he couldn't contact Zhao Qian, so looking at the news again, even he felt that it was somewhat true.

After all, in Zhao Qian's capacity, finding a woman of the same wealth to marry is the best choice.

Yin Su carefully read the report word by word, and his pale fingertips stayed on the phone page for a long time.

It wasn't until Wu Mingyuan's nose turned red from the cold wind outside that Yin Su raised his head and said calmly, "Book a ticket and go back to City H."

The secretary watched Zhao Qian who was getting irritable day by day, and he had cultivated a good psychological quality, and he was able to complete the work meticulously under such great pressure.

The little secretary, who was about to get off work and wait for her boyfriend to pick her up, saw Zhao Qian's irritable expression, and knew that the woman was here again.

Sure enough, as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw a well-dressed woman in the company lobby.

Zhao Qian's steps were big and hasty, and he didn't care about his ungentlemanly behavior. Poor Miss Li was stepping on thin and long high heels. While maintaining her ladylike elegance, she wanted to keep up with Zhao Qian. money.

Finally, in desperation, Miss Li twisted her leg and fell to the ground.

Hearing the movement behind him, Zhao Qian clicked his tongue in extreme annoyance, but turned around and walked back.

Miss Li rubbed her leg in pain and aggrieved, her eyes were red with tears, she looked as pitiful as she could be.

Even the little secretary who hadn't had time to leave felt a little pity.

It's a pity that the hard-hearted Zhao Qian didn't help the other party up, but squatted halfway in front of Miss Li, and said very bluntly: "I said, I like men, why are you pestering me?"

Miss Li silently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, biting her lip stubbornly.

"I want to marry you."

Zhao Qian sneered, and glanced haughtily at the other party.

"There are many people who want to marry me, but there is only one person I want to marry."

As soon as these words came out, Miss Li raised her eyes to look at him, and there were still a few teardrops remaining in her watery eyes.

"I... I really want to marry you, I can give you a child, I can give you a complete family."

At the end of the speech, the voice became smaller and smaller, because Zhao Qian's face sank.

The atmosphere was a bit oppressive, and the people around held their breath and dared not speak. Just when everyone thought that Zhao Qian would lose his temper, Zhao Qian stretched out his hand and patted Miss Li's head, and sighed.

"You are still young, only in your early twenties, you can have the choices you want, and a complete family is not men, women and children, but I love him, he loves me, and we can form a family."

Zhao Qian knew that Miss Li didn't like him, and said that he wanted to marry him. In his opinion, it should be because of the interests of the family.

Miss Li is still young, he doesn't want the other party to waste time on him, and he doesn't want the other party to cause trouble for him.

His eyes darkened, his voice sank, he looked at Ms. Li and said: "I hope you can remove the public opinion that has been stirred up on the Internet as soon as possible, it's useless to me, but if you go too far, don't blame me for being too ruthless. "

After speaking, he got up and left.

"not me……"

The subtle and hesitant voice made Zhao Qian stop in his tracks.

"I didn't make the public opinion on the Internet."

Zhao Qian frowned slightly, and strode away without hesitation.

Ms. Li sat on the ground, ignoring her looking around, and quietly clenched her hands on the ground.

The top of the head seemed to still be warm.

She thought of what Zhao Qian said.

In her early twenties, she can have the choice she wants.

Zhao Qian did not go back to the Bauhinia Garden, but drove all the way back to the old house.

The door was opened forcefully, and Zhao Qian walked all the way to Zhao Xun, who was sitting upright, with a cold air.

"Brother, you said that you would not control my marriage."

Zhao Xun tapped the table with his fingertips, his sword eyebrows slowly tightened, and his lips were pursed into a slit.

Zhao Qian, who was originally aggressive, suddenly felt a thump in his heart. He knew that this was a sign of Zhao Xun's displeasure.

He was thinking about whether to kneel down and adopt a soft policy.

Seeing Zhao Xun raised his chin, narrowed his eyes slightly, let out a breath from the slit of his nose.

"Humph!"

The author has something to say: In fact, I kind of want to pair Gao Fang with Wang Qi from "The Enemy" as a CP

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