Three smiles

Wei Cong's eyes made Wang Sanxiao feel anxious for a while, smelling of alcohol, he stared at Wei Cong's eyes with a splitting headache, saw his aggressive eyes from his lacquer-like eyes, suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, He looked away in a trance, thinking dejectedly: Why am I like a crazy shrew?

Alcoholism not only caused him a splitting headache, but also slight ringing in the ears. Wang San smiled and looked at Wei Cong blankly, saw his lips move, but couldn't hear what he was saying, and felt that his mind was in a mess , a voice became louder and louder: I love him so much, but he is entangled with women...

No, he can die for me.

There are so many people who can die for me, Xiong Da, Xiong Er... any bodyguard can die for me.

But there is only one Wei Cong whom I wish to know and love each other for the rest of my life.

However, this Wei Cong talked nonsense, so hateful.

Why don't you use some means to keep him by your side forever?

Wang Sanxiao's heart moved, he raised his eyes and glanced, and saw that Wei Cong's eyes and brows were full of petting chuckles, but there was deepness hidden in his eyes, and he couldn't help but secretly cursed at this wolf-hearted old bastard. Stop the fierce light in your eyes.

——Simply just do one thing and keep doing two things, let it be useless.

"It's getting late," he stood up, patted Wei Cong on the shoulder, and said very considerately, "Go take a shower and sleep, you should be tired after working all day, let's have a good rest."

Wei Cong was taken aback by his thoughtfulness, and looked at him suspiciously: "Didn't you listen to what I just said? Miss Yang and I are in a cooperative relationship, and she doesn't want to be cannon fodder for a commercial marriage..."

"Oh, is that so?" Wang San smiled and said kindly, "You should take a shower first."

Wei Cong: "..."

Pushing Wei Cong into the bathroom involuntarily, Wang Sanxiao turned and walked out of the room, found the Xiong brothers, leaned against the door, sniffed a cigar under his nose, twirled it slowly, and said in a gloomy voice, "Give me some Come on ice, ask for the purest one."

Xiong Er was about to go to sleep with the blindfold on, when he heard this, he was startled, he pushed the pink piggy blindfold on top of his head, and looked at him in astonishment: "Damn it, are you addicted to this thing?"

"No," Wang San smiled and raised his eyes, his eyes were covered with shocking red blood, he said flatly, "It's that old bastard Wei Cong who is really dishonest, I want to give him..."

"No," Xiong Da said roughly, "Third Young Master, Wei Cong is not an ordinary person, if you depose him, the Wei family will not let you go."

Wang Sanxiao took a puff of cigarette, held it in his mouth to enjoy it for a while, and then slowly spit it out. Suddenly, light smoke filled his eyes. He firmly held the cigar, and smiled drunkenly: "Wei family is not the only son, I help him They get rid of a competitor, and others will only be grateful to me. Although the old man has a high status, he does not hold real power. As for Wei Cong's old mother, an abandoned woman, forgive her for not causing any trouble. Besides, Wei Cong is full of brains Struggle for power and drug addiction will only smash his teeth into his stomach, and he has no face to tell others."

Xiong Er was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He didn't expect such a fucking decision to be made after careful consideration. It seemed that Wang Sanxiao was going crazy.

"No," Xiong Da refused him calmly, "If Yaqian knew about it, he wouldn't allow you to do it."

"Our old man... If he knew about this, he would just kill Wei Cong with one shot," Wang San smiled and held up the cigar between his fingers, as if he was holding a pistol. With a slight sound: "Bah..."

After speaking, he lifted the cigar and gently blew on the blue smoke from the end of the cigarette.

Xiong Er stared at him dumbfounded. After being frozen for a long time, he finally found his voice, and coughed lightly: "Well...if Mr. Wei's father finds out, he will shoot you as well."

Wang San looked at him with a displeased smile: "Which fucking side are you on?"

Xiong Er said righteously, "I'm fucking on the side of justice!!!"

"Master Justice, you have been expelled!"

"It doesn't matter what you say," Xiong Er squatted on the bed, tilting his head with a playful smile, "I signed the contract with Yachisui, and it's what he says."

Wang San laughed angrily: "What are you talking about, I'll give the old man a call, and I'll call you anyway."

"Then you go and fight, I turned my face and told Yachisui that you are looking for a boyfriend, hehehe," Xiong Er asked with a dead pig face not afraid of boiling water, "Hey, third young master, are you right?" Boss Wei loves you too deeply, right?"

"Of course, I am such an affectionate and peerless good man!" Wang Sanxiao stuffed the cigar into his mouth, leaned against the doorway and puffed, as if he was quite proud of his affection.

"Third Young Master," Xiong Da raised his head and said seriously to him, "If you really like him, you shouldn't want to abolish him. Do you love him or hate him?"

Wang San smiled for a moment, turned around and smiled, and said slowly: "I love him so much that I hate him."

"Stop talking nonsense," Xiong Da also smiled, his smile was very shallow, as if it was just a twitch at the corner of his mouth, it was fleeting, and he said in a deep voice, "If you love him, stay together, if you hate him, drive him away , don’t play heretics.”

Wang Sanxiao didn't expect Xiong Da, a bored bear, to discuss love issues with him, and felt very weird for a while, after thinking about it for a long time, he finally sighed and said bitterly: "Forget it, I shouldn't fucking look for you Two, hate it...for so many years, I haven't met anyone who is more interesting than him, fuck!"

After finishing speaking, he left depressedly.

Watching his back disappear at the door, Xiong Er looked at his eldest brother in bewilderment: "He went crazy with the wine today, and he wants to kill him as soon as he thinks, what does he think of Wei Cong? Hey, I didn't understand the last sentence, what's the fun? What's the fun in his thinking?"

"On the bed!" Xiong Da gave him an angry look.

Xiong Er squatted on the bed thinking about it for a long time, suddenly he laughed and said to himself: "On the bed... hey, on the bed... everything that can be solved on the bed is not a problem."

When Wang Sanxiao walked back to the room, Wei Cong had already taken a shower and was lying on the bed. Seeing him coming back, he put down his cell phone, put one hand behind his head, looked at him and said with a smile: "I don't want to go to bed so late, and I ran out to work again. Well?"

Go find something and come back to waste you, Wang Sanxiao glanced at him gloomily, walked to the bed, took off his bathrobe and lay on the bed, Wei Cong stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms, kissed his forehead, smelled the strong smell With the smell of alcohol and smoke, he frowned: "You smoke, it's better to smoke less."

Wang Sanxiao closed his eyes wearily: "I'm not addicted to cigarettes, I only smoke two when I'm in a bad mood."

Wei Cong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Wang Sanxiao was really not addicted to cigarettes back then, but now every time we meet, he is filled with smoke, and he can't help but feel sore: "I'm sorry."

"...Huh?" Wang San smiled for a moment, raised his bloodshot eyes to look at him, "What are you apologizing for?"

"I know I've made you unhappy," Wei Cong kissed his eyes, and said softly, "You wait for me for a few more years, even, within a few years, we can be together openly and aboveboard, and no one can stop us."

Wang Sanxiao felt that his obsessive appearance was very stupid, so he yawned lazily, and hummed sleepily: "Who the hell is waiting for you."

Wei Cong laughed at himself: It is my charm that can make you fall in love with me. Whether I can keep you or not depends on my ability.

Alcoholism was refreshing for a while, drunk and heartbroken, Wang Sanxiao woke up with a splitting headache, sat up rubbing his temples, smelled the smell of sweet and sour pork ribs, moved his nose twice, and his stomach grumbled in due course.

He got up with a pale face, put on his pajamas, wandered to the door of the restaurant, and saw Wei Cong eating, eating four dishes and one soup all by himself, with sea cucumber and millet porridge, eating with gusto.

"Eat pork ribs early in the morning?" Wang San smiled hoarsely, "Why don't you get tired of you?"

Seeing him approaching, Wei Cong put a bowl of millet porridge on the table: "Excuse me, Third Young Master, check the time after getting up, it's six o'clock in the afternoon, it's so early in the morning, I think you're stupid for drinking. "

Wang San smiled gloomily at him, turned around to wash up, sat at the table after finishing, and picked up the chopsticks listlessly: "Why didn't you go to work again?"

"I'm off work." Wei Cong rarely saw him in such a delirious state, and thought it was very funny, and said with a smile, "Today, the old man called me and asked why you didn't go there. I said you were uncomfortable, so I shirked it." gone."

"Oh, thank you very much," Wang San smiled after taking two mouthfuls of food. Feeling that his stomach was overwhelmed by the hangover, he put down his chopsticks resentfully, took a small spoon to drink millet porridge, and said in a rambling manner, "About In the collection exhibition of your father, I know that the old man has a few masterpieces that can be called unparalleled in the world, such as the Ru kiln flower mouth plate, and the Fengmo copper three-legged Xuande furnace with the help of my old man. But your father..."

Wei Cong looked at him with a smile: "Just say what you want, don't worry about me."

"Your father is so petty," Wang San said with a smile, "He wanted to hold a collection exhibition but he was reluctant to let others see his collection, so he tried to fool me with some high-end goods, and those few really good things were all hidden. I'm afraid that I'll let other people's eyes be full of the slightest bit."

Wei Cong also understood his father's character very well, and smiled when he heard this: "I will try my best to convince him."

"Also," Wang Sanxiao said lazily, "I will do my best for your family, and the commission can't be less than a penny. You two are misers all the way."

Wei Cong laughed loudly: "We have nothing to do with each other, we will be estranged if we talk about money."

"Yeah, what's the relationship between the two of us?" Wang Sanxiao finished a bowl of millet porridge angrily, stood up and wandered back to the bedroom, cursing as he walked, "You fucking cheated on me."

Wei Cong leaned on the back of the seat, looked back at him with interest, and raised his voice: "Hey, tell me, what is the relationship between us?"

Wang San's laughing voice came from the bedroom: "Friends in Pao."

"Heh, friends with guns," Wei Cong laughed, "I think it's the kind of guns for a lifetime."

Wang Sanxiao lazily lay back on the bed, humming: For the rest of my life, if you do all the fucking wicked things, I will let you have no "quilt".

Fuck him, he thought angrily, can't we use some means to destroy this guy?

The next day, Wang Sanxiao's hangover was almost healed, and he remembered Mr. Wei's collection exhibition, so he wandered over. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the old man with a big horse and a golden sword sitting on top, and Wei Cong and a middle-aged man broke up. Sitting on both sides, Wei Guangyao was sitting next to the man, chatting respectfully with his father and son, brother and friend, all he missed was hanging a banner above his head - everything is going well.

"Old Wei, I haven't seen you for a few days, and I'm more energetic and youthful." Wang San smiled heartily, walked over, sat on the sofa next to Wei Cong, and nodded slightly to him, "Mr. Wei, hello. "

Wei Cong smiled and nodded: "Hello."

The two people who crawled out of the same bed a few hours ago greeted the old man politely and distantly, then turned their heads to look at the old man tacitly as if they didn't know each other.

The old man pointed at the middle-aged man opposite: "Sanxiao, you may not recognize him. This is the third child, and next to him is my grandson, Wei Guangyao."

Wang Sanxiao stood up and stretched out his hand to the middle-aged man, muttering "I have been waiting for a long time..." The moment the two shook hands, he was so sharp-eyed that he realized that this man was the one he met in the elevator when he went to Wei Cong's company a few days ago That middle-aged man thought to himself that he was Wei Huang.

Wei Huang shook his hand and laughed warmly: "Is your father still in good health?"

"Thank you for your concern, my old man is in good health, and he eats deliciously," Wang San smiled and thought why he was so enthusiastic?Is it just because my old man has a big face?

He glanced at Wei Guangyao faintly, and found that this guy smiled even more happily when he saw that he looked like he had eaten a fly. He said that although Wei Guangyao was not the eldest son and grandson, he was The eldest grandson doesn't seem to be favored very much, not only the eldest grandson is not favored, but Wei Cong's younger son doesn't seem to be favored very much either.

Wang San smiled and looked at Mr. Wei, with a respectful smile on his face: "The children of the Wei family, it turns out that all of them are Huai Yu holding Jin, Feng Zilong Zhang, the third master is majestic and ambitious, and the young master is young and talented, and he is full of spirit. It’s really a tiger father without a dog.”

Before he finished speaking, Wei Guangyao stared at him, as if he was about to vomit.