obedient lover

Xie Song hurriedly put on his clothes, cursed viciously, opened the door of the box and rushed out.

Don't come early, don't come late, but choose this time to come.

Xia An was lying on the sofa, turning her head to look at his back.

The haze on the original dark eyes was gradually torn away, he sat up from the sofa, tidied his clothes slowly, and sighed regretfully.

He looked sober, not at all like a drunk person.

The dandelion petal necklace on his white neck looked extremely dazzling under the dim light in the box.

Why did Brother Zhuo Fan come over? He almost succeeded.

If this drags on, when will he be able to realize his wish.

When will I be able to see the god in my heart again...

Zhuo Fan slowly approached the center of the banquet hall. He was wearing a cool black windbreaker, his legs were straight and slender, and the blue star diamond earring on his left ear looked extraordinarily rascal at this time.

This hooligan was followed by two rows of bodyguards in suits and leather shoes. They were menacing and had bad expressions.

When Xie Song rushed to the scene, the banquet hall was very quiet.

A few senior bosses sat comfortably on the sofa, sipping wine and watching a good show with their lovers in their arms.

Most young artists looked at the scene in front of them that seemed to be about to burn and explode, and were so scared that they didn't dare to breathe harder.They retreated in unison, giving Zhuo Fan a large area for him to display.

Just like the scene that appeared in the movie, Zhuo Fan, who picked up the goblet on the table, turned around unhurriedly, and raised his eyebrows at Xie Song who was not far away, as a greeting.

"Mr. Zhuo." Xie Song forced the smile on his face, "You are..."

"Didn't your assistant tell you that I'm here to find someone?" Zhuo Fan drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, then put the goblet back to its original position, his tone full of impatience, "Is it interesting to ask me to repeat it?" ?”

"Ah, oh, oh." Xie Song's expression couldn't hold back, Zhuo Fan didn't have a tone of respect, which made people feel very uncomfortable, "Who is Mr. Zhuo looking for? If I can help, I will do my best help you."

"Stop talking to Lao Tzu here." Zhuo Fan frowned, his slightly low voice was full of threats, "The second son of the Xie family fled, where else could he go if he didn't go home? Hand him over if you are sensible. , It made me angry, I wiped out the Xie Group, and gave it to your old man as a grave gift."

As soon as these words came out, Xie Song's face changed several times in shock.

It's not Xia An, but An Nuo?

Annuo, who was kept as a pet by Zhuo Fan for three years, ran away?

He actually ran under Zhuo Fan's nose...

Damn, he dared to run? !

"Mr. Zhuo, I really don't know about this." Xie Song replied hastily, and he turned his head stiffly to look around.

Damn, everyone around is watching, it's really embarrassing...

Zhuo Fan's temper is very clear to him, and he will make trouble if he says to make trouble, just like a local hooligan.

The key point is that this gangster is powerful, has a complicated background, and his relationship is as strong as a dense spider web. He can't afford to provoke him at all.

"Mr. Zhuo, why don't we take a step to talk first, there is an empty box next door." Xie Song asked Zhuo Fan, "It's quieter there, you can talk slowly if you have any questions."

Zhuo Fan glanced at him disdainfully, and walked towards the box.

In order to prevent Zhuo Fan from bumping into Xia An, he led Zhuo Fan to turn to the right, and then graciously opened the door of the box for Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan stepped in with his boots, followed by his left and right arms.

They stayed inside the box, waiting for Zhuo Fan's orders at any time.

"Hand over Annuo, and I will spare you." Zhuo Fan walked to the sofa and sat down with a big face, his legs raised leisurely and arrogantly.

"Mr. Zhuo, An Nuo didn't come home. I don't know where he is. He stole your secrets and killed your father. He did such a despicable thing. Even if our family had a hundred guts, we would not dare to take him in with him You are right." Xie Song poured Zhuo Fan a glass of wine and handed it over carefully.

Zhuo Fan heard the words, and the ironic smile on the corner of his mouth was fleeting.

At the same time, he kicked over the wine that Xie Song handed to him with a kick, and stepped on the other's shoulder hard with his black leather boots, pushing it between his feet and the table.

In the painful expression of the other party grinning, Zhuo Fan's aura became more and more sinister: "I don't care if you know that the person you sent ran away, shouldn't you take some responsibility?"

"Yes, yes..." Xie Song nodded quickly and answered with difficulty.

His body was so crushed that he couldn't move. If Zhuo Fan exerted more force, the bones in his chest might crack...

Seeing Xie Song's expression, Zhuo Fan was almost sure that An Nuo had not returned to Xie's house.

That's right, it wouldn't be someone like the Xie family who had the guts to snatch An Nuo away in front of him.

"I'll give you three days." Zhuo Fan withdrew his foot, stood up from the sofa, and dusted his clothes casually.

Xie Song held his painful place, breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to get up from the ground, a cold black wooden warehouse suddenly pointed at his forehead.

His eyes widened in horror, all his attention was focused on the thing that could have killed him in that instant.

The blood was almost stagnant in fear, and the beating of the pulse was extremely fragile and precious at this moment.

He didn't dare to move, because if something went wrong, he wouldn't be able to bear the consequences.

Zhuo Fan bent slightly, approaching Xie Song's face, his tone sounded like a joke: "If I don't see An Nuo in three days..."

As he said that, Zhuo Fan moved the wooden warehouse down, forced it into Xie Song's mouth, and pushed it in mercilessly.

"Hmm..." Xie Song's tongue and palate hurt from the bump on the rough wooden body, and he didn't dare to make a sound of resistance in pain.

Saliva kept flowing down the corners of his mouth that couldn't be closed, and the picture looked disgusting.

"Why don't you just warm Laozi's bed for him? Laozi will give you the truth, 'snap', and instantly explode your head."

After Zhuo Fan finished speaking, he made a handsome smile, and raised his hand to take a few heavy shots of Xie Song's face, which didn't look like An Nuo at all.

His force was not small, Xie Song's face was knocked aside, and it began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhuo Fan took back the wooden warehouse, without looking back, but threw it into the bodyguard's hands without any mistakes.

Xie Song didn't even have time to wipe off the drool that was dripping down his chin, he didn't dare to do anything except nod in response.

Zhuo Fan straightened his body, turned around and opened the door of the box and walked out with a sullen face.

Anno...

You are so damn brave, dare to stab me with a knife, dare to lie to me...

You can lie to me about anything, but can you stop using the words "I love you" to fool me?

I can't believe it anymore, but I still take it seriously... over and over again.

If you want to hide it, hide it well, don't let me catch you.