Mr. Xu is an attack, he was reborn

The receptionist at the front desk couldn't stop Mr. Du, not to mention the studio never stopped anyone from coming or not coming.

This was originally a well-known mansion, but Mr. Xu bought it and turned it into a studio. Du Lin had to go up the stairs if he wanted to find someone.

The young lady at the front desk originally didn't intend to stop him, but because she saw Mr. Du's cold face, looking hostile to the visitor, she asked a few more questions, but she didn't expect to be ridiculed by those cold eyes.

Mr. Du folded his arms, he was dressed in a very human manner, his stature was as arrogant as his temperament, and he had to bow his head to see anyone.

He was arguing with the people in the studio here. The young lady at the front desk couldn't ask why, so she stood in front of him stubbornly, and the security guards surrounded him. Ready to press out.

Mr. Du snorted, with a gloomy face, relying on no one dared to move to sweep away a group of people, and was about to go upstairs when he saw a man in a black windbreaker standing at the top of the stairs, for an unknown amount of time.

Standing at the stairs, he was about the same age as Du Gongzi's elder brother. He was very handsome, with slender eyebrows and cold eyes, and his hair was combed back, revealing raven-black sideburns and beauty tips. Just looking at his temperament, he was even more arrogant than Du Gongzi.

Du Lin was stunned for a second, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "You are Xu Ao?"

It was this guy who beat him up, causing him to lose a lot of face.

Du Lin sneered, looking at people with absolutely no good intentions, wishing to crush Mr. Xu's bones on the spot.

He thumped up the stairs and walked up to the man. Du Linkuai was 1.9 meters tall and had a good figure. Standing in front of Mr. Xu was as tall as a mountain. It was hard to tell that he was only in his 20s, and his temperament was already very good. A mature man is just arrogant, arrogant and unreasonable.

Du Lin saw that Mr. Xu took a step back and opened the distance, the leather shoes knocked lightly on the floor, the beauty's long eyelashes moved under her tip, Mr. Xu did not look up, but only raised his eyelids.

"You look for me."

Du Lin folded his arms and looked coldly. He originally wanted to do something, but he gave up the idea after seeing Mr. Xu.

Compared to beating up Mr. Xu and letting him lose everything, it is Du Lin's style to cry pitifully for forgiveness. He can do it if he thinks so. If they compete, they won't take too much care.

As for whether it hurts the peace, after all, it is a modern society, where it is impossible to do things like that, to engage in murder and bloodshed, at most the loser lives in embarrassment.

Du Lin looked contemptuously and did not speak.

Mr. Xu can probably guess that this proud son of heaven, with a clean eye, has never cared about other people's likes and sorrows, and does things as he pleases. He is probably thinking about how to make him look ashamed and cry for his father and mother.

Although he is young, Du Lin's methods are ruthless enough. He is capable and talented. He is good in the business world, and he is also good to others. He has the instincts cultivated by elite education since he was a child. He refuses to let go of a single bit. A wounding knife.

That's why Lu You would be so miserable if he followed him, Du Lin wouldn't let go even if he wanted to get married, belittled his feelings, Du Lin pushed him so hard, nothing more than that child dragged him to death in the end.

Mr. Xu's attitude was indifferent, without arrogance or fear. Du Lin smiled at him, as if he entered the studio just to recognize Xu Ao's face, and when he saw clearly, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Mr. Xu watched him go down two stairs, took a step forward, stopped Du Lin, and said, "Mr. Du, do you know what happened that day was rape, what does rape mean? I don’t know if anyone in the Du family understands the law by tricking people into drinking, taking advantage of people’s unpreparedness, but do you know that rape will be punished.”

Du Lin turned his head suddenly, his gaze was like a torch, and the front desk lady was so frightened that she took out her mobile phone and called the police.

Mr. Xu hadn't finished speaking yet: "Mr. Du, you are bullying a man. Men don't know how to call the police, but if they drive people crazy, will they drag you to die together? How many lives do you have?"

Du Lin's cheeks puffed up slightly, and he didn't lose his composure, but his expression told Mr. Xu that this person didn't listen to anything, and his revenge would be a hundred times worse than what he had imagined just now.

Mr. Xu watched Du Lin leave, returned to the office to continue working, and returned home at six o'clock.

Just as he took off his scarf and gloves, the phone buzzed.

The call is from Miss Secretary.

"Mr. Xu, uh, I didn't want to tell you, but the matter is so serious, Zhou Guican was stabbed twice."

The fact that Zhou Guican entered the hospital became a trending topic on Weibo.

The manager, Ms. Deng, was about to explode, not only because of his injury, but also because of the rumors and rumors in the comments. Two days of fermentation.

What kind of male mistress, what kind of love murder, guessing that he is taking drugs and guessing that he is not clean, from acting to character, character to appearance, accusations and belittling of everything, the comment area is bloody, fans and passers-by are pinched to death Rumors and gossips are getting bigger and bigger, Judou, Weibo, Tieba, and posts are springing up like bamboo shoots after rain, and there are also people who speak for him, but the current situation may not last long.

Those who watch the excitement, those who fight, and those who make troubles are all covered with a layer of skin, and they want to gnaw half their lives off the fish on the chopping board.

Ms. Deng has one head and two big heads, and she looks around for news.

The artist was stabbed in the company's garage, but the higher-ups wanted to suppress him and not let him investigate. His current attitude was vague, as if he was hiding something.

Her artiste was lying on the bed, his life was saved, and his injuries were not serious, but he couldn't make the announcement, couldn't take the show, and the promised big movie might have to be replaced because of this.

Not to mention affecting the future, but also a great opportunity was lost.

Did you offend someone?

Ms. Deng was suffering from a headache, and she couldn't bear to disturb Zhou Guican's rest. She thought of someone hesitantly, so she called his secretary. When she mentioned this matter, Ms. Deng just wanted to find out. Because of some disaster, it's time to think about what to do next.

She also knows that Zhou Guican separated from Xu Ao a few days ago, and it is hard to guess what rich people are thinking, but it has always been said that Mr. Xu treats people with a human touch, so Ms. Deng wants to ask Mr. Xu if he knows , but Ms. Deng couldn't guess that that person would rush to the hospital in the middle of the night.

"Mr. Xu."

Ms. Deng stood up and said hello, and observed with her professional eyes. It was cold in winter, but Mr. Xu didn't wear gloves. It seemed that he came out in a hurry. The secretary was wrapped in a fluffy coat and followed behind with a leather bag. Looking at her with her eyes, Ms. Deng felt slightly certain.

Mr. Xu asked: "How is it?"

Ms. Deng replied: "No internal organs were injured, and the incision was not deep, but I still need to be hospitalized for observation."

Mr. Xu nodded, indicating that he understood, leaving the fluffy secretary behind, and went into Zhou Guican's ward by himself.

The hospital is a private hospital, and the ward is a separate ward. The little lover woke up, his black grape-like eyes were shining, very pure, he looked at Mr. Xu who walked in, and called leo.

Mr. Xu walked to the bed, looked at the infusion bottle, and looked at the scratches on the little lover's face. His eyebrows furrowed a little, but he didn't say anything. He took off his scarf, pulled up a stool and sat down.

Mr. Xu's movements stirred up a bit of wind, and there was a gust of cold air on the coat, which tasted like wind or ice, which was very unique.

The lover said: "Is it raining outside?"

Mr. Xu nodded.

The lover wanted to ask Mr. Xu why he came and why he let him go, but he never had the initiative.

Moreover, people can lie, and they can't tell the truth in every sentence. If you look up and don't look down, how can you tear yourself apart?

Those who are kind-hearted, they are still polite on the surface, and they only bury them in their hearts. Those who are bad, they will even think of more ruthless tricks to drive you far away, and it is best not to see you again in this life.

People are especially cruel to people they don't like.

The lover is very silent, usually happy and bright, but now he can't find anything to say to Mr. Xu. If he doesn't say anything, Mr. Xu has such a cold temper, and he won't take the initiative to talk about it.

So the two sat alone, and Mr. Xu changed the infusion bottle for him in the middle. When he sat down, he said, "Don't worry, I will take care of these things."

Only then did the lover open his mouth, the big boy's voice was clear and clear without haze, and his tone was slow: "Leo, you don't have to do this specially, I know who Du Lin is, I'm not afraid of him, if he finds someone to stab me, I'll stab me too." My man broke his leg, he is precious, I am not afraid of his bullying, I don't need to be a star, and I will fight to the end with him."

The lover knows more about Du Lin and Lu You than anyone else, and he also knows Du Lin's family background, so he doesn't want Mr. Xu to get involved.

But the lover is still young, even if he can bear it, when he thinks of Du Lin, he will inevitably show a little anxiety on his face. His parents are divorced, and his family background is ordinary. He has only himself in his adventures and has no backing, so he has less confidence in dealing with people and things, and more is a desperate fight or tolerance.

Mr. Xu loved and respected him in his last life, and for this reason, and because of his sincerity in treating Lu You forever.

The lover pursed his lips, which was a small gesture when he felt stubborn or reserved: "I can't fight him alone, but I still have the police and the money to find a lawyer. Leo, I'm not afraid of him."

Mr. Xu's eyelashes moved, he didn't nod his head, he didn't say anything, and his lover stopped talking. He opened his eyes to look at Mr. Xu, and then looked out of the window.

The sound of pattering rain, the dead trees outside the window are covered with cold rainwater, and the light contrasts with a faint color. The lover can't feel the pain of the place where he was stabbed, but it is not very comfortable after all.

"Mr. Xu, it's getting late, you go back and rest."

Mr. Xu hummed, but instead of getting up, he asked, "Can't sleep."

The man's voice is low and indifferent, because of the late night or the weather, it has become a little private, as if they live in the same place, and when they meet when they get up to drink water at night, he asks if you can't sleep.

The lover's eyelashes fluttered and blinked, and his lips were slightly pursed.

The night was long and boring, and Mr. Xu, who couldn't sleep, told his lover about the past to divert his attention.

The lover didn't hear him mention his family very much, but he knew that Mr. Xu had an older sister, and his parents passed away when he was very young. In the past, Mr. Xu never talked about himself, and it was not to avoid taboos, but it was unnecessary to tell his lover.

After two lifetimes, Mr. Xu got acquainted with his lover's temperament, knew that he was a good boy, so he didn't have any guards, and he talked like chatting with an old friend.

But the lover didn't know what Mr. Xu was thinking, and didn't know that Mr. Xu had lived again, so he was not on guard against him. When Mr. Xu talked about the past, the lover listened to him with a blank expression.

Mr. Xu said that when he was young, his elder sister sent him to boarding school, and he returned home every January. He refused to obey the discipline, and one night he played truant and rode to the Haibin Bridge to drink beer.

At one forty in the morning, it was raining outside.

There was also a band on the bridge singing the glory days, and the singing was okay, but the weather was too cold. Mr. Xu didn't stay long, and went back after drinking beer. Later, he caught a cold and had a fever and coughed for more than a month.

Mr. Xu said: "It was raining in winter, and I wore thick and ugly clothes. I went to the cafeteria to buy unpalatable meat buns. My sister called me and asked me how fast my money was spent. I regretted that I lied at that time. , In fact, there are random flowers."

He also talked about some winter things, which were trivial and ordinary, and had nothing to do with anyone. My lover listened carefully and picked the right questions to ask or answer.

Mr. Xu today is Mr. Xu, but not like Mr. Xu.

The tone of his speech was cold and indifferent, without any ups and downs, but he listened word by word, but it made the lover feel gentle inexplicably. The lover lowered his eyes, nestled in the warm quilt, and the effect of the medicine came up, and he seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping. .

The man's voice gradually lowered, and the lover heard him speak in a low voice in his native dialect.

"You have to be coaxed before you are willing to sleep."

The lover retorted in a low voice in his heart, feeling drowsy, but he couldn't say anything to refute.

Mr. Xu waited until the little lover closed his eyes, walked out the door, and made a phone call, the other end answered quickly, the music was loud, and he was so excited.

Mr. Xu said: "Mr. Du, Changhu Hospital, you come, I will wait for you."