Imprisoned Crown of Thorns

Before Shen Zui mentioned to Han Sen that the club, which had been bought from a Frenchman, would officially start operating about half a month later.

As the number one owner, it was very necessary for Han Sen to attend the club's opening ceremony on the night of the club's official opening.

Han Sen had never been very interested in these public events, but Shen Zui tried his best to persuade Han Sen to attend at night because he had something very, very important to tell Han Sen.

I always felt that Shen Zui's expression didn't seem very serious, and he was talking to himself with a smile. Han Sen felt that it might not be a very important thing, but it was just an excuse for Shen Zui to let himself go.

So, Han Sen first promised that he would go home and think about it first. In the end, the answer was given to Shen Zui and he still didn't want to go. Instead, he asked Shen Zui to host the opening ceremony. Much better.

Shen Zui has always been more comfortable with these social things in public places, and Han Sen prefers to stay at home, he is a man who is suitable for strategizing.

Besides, these activities are just superficial things. If Han Sen does not attend, it will not have a major impact on the operation of the group, because Han Sen knows that Shen Zui can handle these troublesome things on the scene by himself.

"Brother Shen, Mr. Han asked me to tell you that he thinks it would be good for you to preside over the opening ceremony yourself, and there is no need for him to attend."

A Bing sent a message from Han Sen to Shen Zui, who was changing clothes with a cigar in his mouth.

Bai Jin standing next to Shen Zui looked at Shen Zui, smiled and said:

"Azui, have you mentioned this matter to Mr. Han before? Or did you make up your mind secretly?"

Shen Zui took down the cigar from his mouth, shook his head and said:

"No, I mentioned this to Han Sen before, but it was half a month ago, Han Sen may have forgotten."

Bai Jin nodded, stretched out his hand to straighten Shen Zui's tie, and said with a gentle smile, "A Zui, I think you should go and explain it to Mr. Han right now, otherwise it's not good to let the girl wait ..."

Han Sen's personality is relatively reserved, Shen Zui never saw Han Sen take the initiative to contact any women, and Han Sen spent the critical years of his character formation after puberty in prison, and never mentioned that he had any female friends. Let alone a girlfriend.

So, out of consideration for Han Sen, Shen Zui proposed to Han Sen half a month ago to introduce him to a beautiful courtesan. On the scene, she was said to be a courtesan, but in fact she was a high-level prostitute invited by Shen Zui. At this moment, her only The goal is to climb onto Han Sen's bed, which is also Shen Zui's request to her - she must do her best on Han Sen's bed, making Han Sen want to stop.

Intoxicated in front of his lover, of course it is not easy to mention this kind of thing, so he introduced a girl to Han Sen. Bai Jin has always had a good impression of Han Sen, and Han Sen is a good brother of Intoxicated, so he let it go. Now take this matter to heart.

"All right,"

Shen Zui reached out and touched Bai Jin's face, then said with a smile:

"Honey, I'll ask the driver to take you to the ceremony site first, and the brothers over there will arrange for you. Don't be impatient, wait for me at the club for a while, and I'll call Han Sen over there."

"Okay, okay, hurry up, I'm not a child, you don't need to talk so much."

"So nice."

Shen Zui lowered his head and kissed Bai Jin's lips, then quickly turned around and left the door of the room.

Shen Zui drove to find Han Sen himself, then drove the car to the foot of the mountain, parked there, and walked towards the villa on the mountainside.

Shen Zui raised his head and looked towards the villa. The villa where Han Sen lives now is brightly lit.

Shen Zuixin thought that Han Sen should still be at home, because Han Sen never liked to go out, unless it was necessary to socialize, otherwise he would stay at home and never go out.

Leaving aside the maid, apart from Han Sen in the house is Nietzsche.Lu Delan didn't even have a serious woman, which was one of the reasons why Shen Zui was so anxious to find a woman for Han Sen.

Shen Zui was even as skeptical as Feng Bai was before, whether Han Sen was frigid.

So Shen Zui felt that if Han Sen tried this kind of "good" woman who is more charming, has means, and everyone praises her, she might be able to understand the taste and know the joy of love between a man and a woman. Then, Han Sen The personality that has always been introverted and deep will also change slightly.

Anyway, it's not that Han Sen wants to marry this woman home, but just take it to bed for fun, and a man won't care too much about the rest.

All in all, Shen Zui felt that his decision would be of great benefit to the current Han Sen.

The current Han Sen is too serious and cautious, Shen Zui hopes that he can look like a normal man, even if it is only a small part.

"Good evening, Mr. Shen!"

Seeing Shen Zui walking up, the housekeeper who came to open the door hastily greeted Shen Zui.

Shen Zui nodded, looked at the butler and said:

"Is Mr. Han there?"

The butler nodded and said with a warm smile:

"Mr. Han is in the living room now, you can come with me."

Han Sen is just very low-key and doesn't like to attend public events. He doesn't have any quirks of in-depth inspections and closed doors to thank guests. Therefore, as long as acquaintances or guests with business contacts come to visit, the housekeeper looks familiar and friendly to the guests. They will bring the guests directly to Han Sen.

Shen Zui followed the butler through the garden, and saw the door of the living room of the villa was open from a distance, and Han Sen was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The whole living room was brightly lit, and the light golden light spilled from the door. Facing the light, I was so intoxicated that I couldn't see the expression on Han Sen's face at the moment.

Shen Zui squinted his eyes hard, and found another man sitting opposite Han Sen.

Shen Zui recognized who it was at a glance.

A head of bright red hair, fair cheeks, and a cold look, except for Nietzsche.Lutheran, who else?

In fact, I have never understood it.

I don't understand why Han Sen asked Nietzsche.A cold and vicious man like Lutheran survived.

I don't even understand why Han Sen would be with Nietzsche at this moment.Lutheran, the old devil, was sitting in the living room, and they both looked quiet.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Shen Zui was really taken aback, then quickly suppressed his expression, and walked into the huge living room of the villa with his legs open.

Shen Zui knew that Han Sen would never do things without a reason.

"Good evening, Han Sen!"

Still far away, Shen Zui smiled and waved to Han Sen who was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

When Shenzui entered the door, Han Sen was sitting on the sofa holding a book, looking down silently, looking at his expression as if he was reading every line carefully. Nietzsche Lutheran was sitting opposite Han Sen. With his head down, he seemed to be concentrating on eating dinner, and what he ate was Chinese-style white porridge.

There are a lot of food on the large coffee table between the two sofas. Shen Zui glanced at it subconsciously. They are all seasonal fruits and some desserts.

Nietzsche Lutheran was surrounded by servants who were serving him for dinner.

"good evening."

Hearing the intoxicated greeting, Han Sen closed the book in his hand, raised his head and greeted, then stood up, and received his good friend politely.

Shen Zui smiled gently at Han Sen as before, and waved mischievously.

Nietzsche Lutheran who was sitting on the side raised his head and took a look at Shen Zui. He didn't have much expression on his face, but it seemed that he was not very happy, and his expression was a little sleepy. His spirit seemed not very good, even a little decadent. .

This time Nietzsche Lutheran gave him a very different feeling of intoxication. It was not the familiar Nietzsche Lutheran who was intoxicated in the past, but a feeling of paleness and powerlessness.

Shen Zui always felt that Ni Ludlan was like a star-studded, dark and boundless night sky, silent, noble, and evil.

But at this moment, he looked like a sky without stars and moonlight, as if something had been sucked out overnight, giving people a sense of powerlessness.

Shen Zui looked at Nietzsche Lutheran's face, that face was still amazingly beautiful, but it was almost pale, it looked like a piece of pure white silk under the bright light in the living room, and the pair of emerald green The bright red eyes, bright red lips and long red hair formed a terrible and sharp contrast.

This sudden contrast looks very beautiful, but at this moment, it is more or less intrusive. At first glance, it gives people a feeling of trepidation.

It makes people feel uncomfortable.

Nietzsche Lutheran seemed to have become even thinner.

Shen Zui looked at his slender fingers holding the spoon, and thought to himself.

"Please sit down."

Han Sen reached out to motion for Shen Zui to sit down on the couch opposite.

"OK, thanks."

Shen Zui reached out and unbuttoned the bottom button of the suit, and then sat down casually. When he was with Han Sen, he really didn't need to care too much about the details.

"I won't eat it."

Nietzsche Lutheran saw that Shen Zui, who was always smiling, came here at night, and he was obviously very unwelcome. He felt uncomfortable being forced to be together all day long by Han Sen, but now Shen Zui came over again.

Nietzsche decided to simply go back to sleep now.

Anyway, he has nothing to do now, and the physique of being forced to inject drugs by Han Sen has become abnormally lethargic and lethargic.

Nietzsche Lutheran now spends most of his time sleeping and rarely feels hungry, but Han Sen requires him to eat three meals a day and eat regularly and quantitatively.

Even so, Nietzsche Lutheran still felt very tired.

It is said that fatigue and lethargy are the most obvious manifestations of human weakness. Nietzsche knew that if he continued like this, his life span would be shortened rapidly.

However, even so, he still wanted to go back to sleep at this moment.

He really just wanted to fall asleep.

Because when he saw Shen Zui enter the door, and just heard his voice, he felt annoyed.

If Han Sen likes to be quiet, then Nietzsche Lutherland likes to be quiet even more, it is simply an extreme love of quiet, and he hates the noise and noise of the situation and the form.

Even if I am now under house arrest and control, this will definitely not change.

After speaking, Nietzsche got up and planned to go upstairs to sleep.

Hearing what Nietzsche said, Han Sen frowned silently, turned his head to look at Nietzsche, and then looked at the porridge in front of Nietzsche. There was still half a bowl of porridge in it, and Nietzsche just sat down. I ate a few bites.

"sit down."

Han Sen gave Nietzsche a cold look, and signaled Nietzsche to sit down obediently now.

"When you are talking about the problem, I think it is better for me to avoid it."

Nietzsche looked at Han Sen and said.

"sit down."

Han Sen still repeated this sentence with no expression on his face, then pointed to the porridge in front of Nietzsche, "Tonight's dinner must be finished, and we must go back to sleep after eating."

"Besides, it's useless for you to hear what we talked about, so give me dinner now."

Nietzsche glanced at Shen Zui, then shook his head and said:

"I am full."

Hearing what Nietzsche said, Han Sen frowned suddenly, and scolded Nietzsche severely: "You have lost your appetite, and three meals a day should be normal. You are already a middle-aged man, and you are not an ignorant child. How can you even eat?" You can’t even eat three regular meals, you want to die early, don’t you?”

Nietzsche pulled his lips and smiled, stretched out his hand to brush his hair,

"I don't think I'm too far away from death now. Skipping food can speed up death. Isn't that what you want to see?"

"sit down!"

Han Sen reached out and slammed the table, looking very unhappy, looking at Nietzsche with a dark face.

Nietzsche blinked, and finally sat down slowly, then picked up the spoon in the bowl and continued to eat.

Han Sen stared at Nietzsche as he began to eat dinner in earnest before he restrained his expression.

Seeing that Nietzsche Lutheran finally finished his torment, he was intoxicated and looked at Han Sen's reaction. He was really puzzled and interesting. He really had never seen anyone who could make Han Sen get angry so easily.

From the first day Shen Zui knew Han Sen, it seemed that the only person who could make Han Sen get angry a few times and cause mood swings was this man.

"Okay, Shen Zui, why are you looking for me here?"

After confirming that Nietzsche was sitting opposite him and eating bit by bit, Han Sen turned to look at Shen Zui.

Shen Zui hurriedly said:

"It's a very important thing!"

Han Sen looked straight at Shen Zui,

"Very important thing? Is there something wrong with the club?"

Shen Zui shook his head, and smiled proudly at Han Sen, with a rare innocent expression on his face, "Do you still remember that half a month ago, I told you that I would introduce you to someone who is here at the ceremony? A famous courtesan?"

Seeing Han Sen nodding his head indifferently, Shen Zui still said passionately:

"The name of this courtesan is Julie. She is a beautiful woman with blond hair and blue eyes. It is said that her 'word of mouth' has always been good. She also knows your reputation. She said that she has always admired you and is eager to see you. Look, Isn't this kind of thing important?"

Han Sen looked at Shen Zui expressionlessly:

"Is this kind of thing important?"

Shen Zui reached out and patted Han Sen's shoulder:

"Hey brother, this kind of thing is of course important. You are a man, and you are a successful man. How can a successful and prestigious man not have a beautiful woman by his side? Don't you think so? I already have a woman now, just I'm waiting for you! If you've been single all this time, brother, I'm really ashamed to get married!"

Listening to Intoxicated's affectionate and generous speech, Han Sen still didn't react. He was just thinking. He tapped his fingertips on the nanmu coffee table rhythmically and slowly for many times, and then continued to say nothing. sit there.

Nietzsche Lutheran finally finished his bowl of rice. He raised his eyes and glanced at Han Sen, then stood up, "I'm going upstairs."

After speaking, Nietzsche Lutheran turned and left.

"and many more."

Han Sen suddenly stopped Nietzsche.

Nietzsche turned his head and squinted slightly at Han Sen.

"what's up?"

Han Sen looked directly at Nietzsche's face, and smiled with a smirk:,

"Uncle, tell me, should I go or not?"

"I believe your friend is for your own good, Han Sen, if you like women, you'd better find a woman to accompany you, that's the most comfortable way."

Nietzsche had a natural expression on his face.

"Now that I've answered your question, I think it's time for me to go to bed."

After finishing speaking, Nietzsche turned around and walked up to the second floor, then opened the bedroom door and walked in.

Han Sen stared straight at the door of Nietzsche's bedroom for half a minute, then put his hands on his knees, stood up neatly, and said in a drunken voice, "Let's go together."

"Okay! Great!"

Shen Zui put his hand on Han Sen's shoulder, and the two walked through the hall of the villa together.

After returning to the room, Nietzsche and Lutheran sat quietly on the bed in the bedroom, their bright red hair rested on their cheeks, their eyelids drooped slightly, and their long eyelashes cast shadows under their eyes. The layer of green shadows seems to be like a very beautiful statue, but his expression is cold and frightening.

"boom--!"

sound.

He didn't know what he was thinking, he stood up abruptly, picked up the ashtray next to the bed and slammed it on the opposite wall, then sat down again, right next to the bed, straight and hard He stared at the crystal shards of glass scattered all over the ground for a full 5 minutes, until he gradually showed a tired expression.

In the end, Nietzsche Lutheran silently pulled back the quilt on the bed behind him, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and quickly and deeply fell into sleep.