The ex-boyfriend who pretended to be good has really become good

Yiju is a vegetarian restaurant, the decoration style tends to be ancient, and each box has its own characteristics.In the largest private room on the second floor - the lotus room, a dozen young men and women walked out surrounded by a middle-aged man with glasses and elegant clothes.

"Boss, you're drunk, walk slowly." A boy reminded cautiously with a forced smile on his lips.

"It's okay, it's okay, there's only so much wine, and you can't get drunk." Associate Professor Zhong's face had already blushed, and his smile was a little more wild and proud than the hypocritical gentleness of the past.

"I'll take the teacher home." said the slightly dull boy with black-rimmed glasses.

"I don't need you. If you want to send it off, it's Xiaoling who will send it to the teacher." Associate Professor Zhong's unkind eyes fell on the girl who had been hiding on the outermost side.

The girl's face turned pale with fright, and she stammered, "Professor, I still have unfinished papers, and the date you set is coming soon."

The girl wore a simple black coat with a pair of jeans, and her hair was tied in a ponytail.

But even such an ordinary dress can hardly hide the girl's slender and tall figure and delicate face.

Associate Professor Zhong looked down maliciously from the girl's head to her face, her gaze was like that of a toad in a stinking swamp, sticking out a long, stinky tongue dripping with mucus, it was disgusting.

"The thesis is important, give it to the teacher quickly." Associate Professor Zhong's face darkened, and his voice became a little more serious.

After leaving the door of Yiju, he waved his hands at his students perfunctorily, and walked towards the parking lot.

"It scared me to death." The girl let out a long breath as she watched Associate Professor Zhong walk away, and slapped her chest hard.

"Don't be afraid, if he dares to touch you, I'll beat him up." The tall girl next to the girl, who was as tall as a basketball player, patted her on the head reassuringly.

"What are you talking about, you don't want to graduate? There are still a few months to go, and you want to capsize the gutter?" The first boy who spoke up reprimanded him.

"Brothers and sisters are still a few months away, and we will be in trouble. There is still a year." A boy said with a sad face.

"It's so difficult. This old bastard is about to become a professor. Doesn't it get worse?"

Several people looked at each other in unison, and they all saw an emotion called despair in each other's eyes.

The location of the parking lot is a bit far away, and you have to pass a small road with relatively few people.The dizzy Associate Professor Zhong staggered a few steps, he hurriedly supported the wall to stand still, mumbling indistinctly.

"I haven't found a replacement driver yet, so I'll call you later. There seems to be a guild hall near here."

The street lamps that had been in disrepair for a long time flickered and went out a few times, and finally died.The whole alley was in darkness, only the lights at the entrance of the alley in the distance were bright.

"It's really unlucky." Associate Professor Zhong spat hard, leaning on the wall and staggering forward.

He didn't take a few steps when he heard a few heavy footsteps behind him.The footsteps were getting closer and faster.

Associate Professor Zhong's brain paralyzed by alcohol could only analyze it. He was not a good person when he heard the voice. He should run to the entrance of the alley and enter the main road.

However, thinking so, the hands and feet that were as soft as noodles couldn't be controlled.He thought he was running, but in fact he just drew a circle on the spot sideways.

A footstep stopped behind him, Associate Professor Zhong felt bad.Before I finished my good words, I felt a pain in the back of my head, my eyes went dark, and I didn't know anything.

The five-year-old man held a steel pipe in one hand, and in the other arm hung the unconscious Associate Professor Zhong with his head down.

"Damn it! You beat me without even looking at your face?!" The man with a scar on his face who was walking all the way to the end pulled a few men away and rushed over.

"Didn't it be confirmed when we were at the entrance of the hotel? There can be no mistakes." The man stuffed the steel pipe into Scarface's hand, picked up Associate Professor Zhong and left.

"Can't you let me confirm it!!" Dao Scar frowned angrily, holding the steel pipe with both hands and breaking it directly.

"Brother calm down, don't you feel relieved when sister-in-law is doing things?" The man beside him patted Scarface on the back and comforted him.

"Don't worry." Scarface nodded halfway, and said furiously, "Who the hell is your sister-in-law?! If you keep shouting, I will destroy you."

"Yes, yes, it's not sister-in-law. Hurry up, brother, the young master is waiting." The man pushed his scarred back and walked forward.

"Eh? Xiao Xiao is not open today?" A few young people walked to Xiao Xiao's big iron gate, looked at the paper posted on it [The owner is happy, closed today], and said in surprise.

"No, why is the boss happy again? I remember that was the excuse for not opening the door last time."

"Hehe, the boss is really an old pigeon who doesn't bother to make excuses."

"Forget it, change house, come back tomorrow."

At this moment, Xiao Xiao's interior was quiet, only the innermost box on the second floor was full of people, and it was lit with bright lights that were different from the overall style.

"Why isn't he awake yet?" Duanmujin nestled in the sofa with a black fur coat, and looked dissatisfiedly at Associate Professor Zhong who was lying on the other sofa like a dead pig.

Unlike Duanmu Jin, who was wrapped into a ball, Duanmu Yin wore a black tight-fitting half-sleeve, exposing the graceful muscles of the upper arm and forearm.

"Drink too much." Duanmu Yin poured himself a glass of vodka and said after taking a sip.

"..." The scar face standing behind Duanmuyin glanced at the calm man, and screamed frantically in his heart, the second young master was getting impatient!It's all to blame for this stupid batch, hitting so hard! !

The man turned his head to look at the scarred face, and said slowly, "Second Young Master, I should have hit him hard, or wake him up?"

"Okay, I don't have that much time to spend with him. I can't let him stay awake. I have to contact the crematorium for him."

Duanmuyin shook the glass, and the ice cubes hit the glass wall making a nice crisp sound.

Just as the man was about to step forward, he was blocked by Scarface.The moment the man tilted his head, his scarred face had already walked beside the unconscious Associate Professor Zhong.

Scarface picked up Associate Professor Zhong's collar with one hand, and pulled him up.The other hand, as big as a cattail fan, "cracked" to Associate Professor Zhong's face.

Duanmujin widened his eyes, sniffed his nose, and muttered in a thick nasal voice: "After such a distance, I can feel my face hurt~"

Duanmu Yin nodded seriously, drank the wine in the glass, and poured himself another glass.Duanmu, who was unable to drink after taking the cephalosporin, rolled his eyes angrily, "Do you dare not drink in front of me?"

"Don't dare." Duanmu Yin raised the wine glass to Duanmu Jin's eyes and shook it. The irregularly cut glass reflected a beautiful light under the light, and the best wine was crystal clear.

Duanmujin's wine worms were hooked out, he swallowed hard, curled his lips, and said, "I don't know if I am a human, but you, Duanmuyin, are a real dog."

Duanmu Yin had had enough teasing, and directly performed a toast in front of Duanmu Jin.Angrily, Duanmujin turned his head and focused on Associate Professor Zhong.

"Oh, it hurts." There was a slight cry of pain, and Scarface threw the person into the sofa like a noodle pocket, and flashed back behind Duanmujin.

Associate Professor Zhong opened his eyes in a daze, only to feel a burning pain in his cheek.He hissed, and touched his own face, and touched his swollen red cheek, which hurt him so much that he was sober.

As soon as Associate Professor Zhong looked up, he saw Duanmujin, who was sitting on the black sofa opposite, wrapped himself in a ball and had a red nose, and Duanmuyin, who was wearing half-sleeves and had a cropped hair, was drinking by himself.

Behind him stood a dozen or so tall and thick men in black suits.

Associate Professor Zhong swallowed. Compared with the seemingly harmless Duanmujin, Duanmuyin at this time frightened him even more.

Duanmu Yin was originally wild and handsome, with a fierce look in his brows, and he had the aura of a big boss when he sat there.

At this time, there were so many unkind-looking strong men in black suits behind him, which made Associate Professor Zhong immediately think of something bad.

"Where is this? What are you going to do?" Associate Professor Zhong straightened his back, as if this could cover up his panic and give himself a bit of momentum.

As everyone knows, his little red face has already made him look funny and ridiculous.

Duanmujin suppressed his smile and put on a very kind smile, "Professor Zhong should still remember me?"

"Of course, Duanmujin."

"That's good." Duanmujin stretched out his hand from the long sleeves, and the seals applauded, "I specially invited Professor Zhong to talk about some things, and I hope to hear the correct answer from Professor Zhong."

Duanmujin deliberately accentuated the last five words.

Associate Professor Zhong's expression turned ugly, and he pointed to the row of straight strong men, and said, "Is this talking? This is kidnapping! Duanmujin, you are kidnapping me, I want to call the police and arrest you!"

"Kidnapping?" Duanmujin looked at the agitated Associate Professor Zhong in surprise, and sighed, "You say you are an associate professor at a university, and you want me to teach you the law?"

"In our country, the crime of kidnapping refers to the act of kidnapping others by means of violence or other methods for the purpose of extorting property, or kidnapping others as hostages." Duanmuyin explained quietly from the side.

"Look at you sitting here intact. There are no ropes or other items on your body to imprison your freedom. You haven't lost your mobile phone or wallet. I didn't ask you to call anyone to ask for money. So, you can eat randomly, You can't talk nonsense."

Duanmu Jinwen taught Associate Professor Zhong aloud, and the contempt in his eyes seemed to stick to Associate Professor Zhong.

"You, you." Associate Professor Zhong's lips trembled in anger, and his finger pointing at Duanmujin trembled even more like a willow branch in the spring breeze, and there were afterimages.

"Stop pointing, you look like you have Parkinson's." Duanmujin looked at Associate Professor Zhong with distaste, and said, "Didn't your mother teach you that it's rude to point at people?"

[The author has something to say: I'm always sorry for the gold, and when I get together with the little silver, I just chase the stupid, rubbing my hands together

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