Compete with your nemesis to be a prodigal

Duan Zhuoheng's words made the atmosphere that had been slightly relaxed just now tense again, and the onlookers couldn't help but burst into cold voices again, wondering if this ancestor was provoking Lu Bingwen, right?

"I heard that last time at Duan Zhuoheng's reception banquet, the two of them almost got into a fight. This time, maybe..."

"Probably not. Even if the two of them quarrel again, we should save some face for Mr. Fang. Today's mess is enough. If these two really quarrel, it won't end well."

"Even our nanny saw the video of the two of them arguing last time, and there were a lot of people watching the joke."

Someone in the crowd was whispering.

If we said that most people were still watching the excitement at that time, then now, facing these two crazy guys who can directly send themselves to Weibo hot searches, everyone began to hesitate.

After all, if there were any news, it would not only be the two of them who would be ashamed, but the whole circle of netizens would laugh together when they laughed.

Fortunately, although Lu Bingwen taught two people a lesson in a row today, he didn't seem to be in a too irritable mood. Facing Duan Zhuoheng's "provocation", he just snorted coldly and said it was okay.

Duan Zhuoheng didn't know what kind of medicine he had taken, and he didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue the victory, so he said "that's good" with a light smile and stopped talking.

Fortunately, there was no trouble, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that things had calmed down, they started to socialize again.

Fang Heng didn't know much about the two of them, he just thought that they might be friends, Duan Zhuoheng was concerned about comforting Lu Bingwen who was almost injured just now, but Liao Chen next to him was a little confused.

After Fang Heng left, he touched Lu Bingwen's shoulder with some confusion: "What's the situation with you two, are you playing underground?"

Lu Bingwen frowned slightly, and was about to say why some words came out of your mouth so unpleasant, but after thinking about it, he felt that what Liao Chen said seemed to be right.

After thinking for a while, he said to him: "Just to avoid some unnecessary troubles."

"Huh?" Liao Chen was a little confused, "It's just dating together, what's the trouble?"

But just after he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly rolled, as if he realized something, he lowered his voice: "Are you afraid that Duan Yuming will know, which will affect Duan Zhuoheng's position in Qirun?"

After he said this, Lu Bingwen remembered that Duan Yuming was a person who valued inheritance of heirs more than anything else. For the so-called blood of their old Duan family, even Duan Luo, his own daughter, had to become sons. stepping stones.

Even Duan Luo said at the beginning that if she wanted to bring down Duan Zhuoheng by any means, she could just go to Duan Yuming's hospital bed and tell him about their relationship.

From this point of view, if the matter of being together with Duan Zhuoheng is exposed, Duan Zhuoheng may be the first to be affected. He doesn't believe Duan Zhuoheng can't guess these assumptions, but he was the one who proposed to hide the relationship at the beginning. Duan Zhuohao has always been indifferent look.

If he hadn't proposed to temporarily hide the news of being together at that time, would Duan Zhuoheng have chosen to disclose it directly?

Lu Bingwen thought for a while, and felt that the answer was yes.

Last time when he accidentally took the wrong mobile phone and posted the wrong Weibo, Duan Zhuoheng put forward the idea that it would be better to make it public without much hesitation. .

Reminiscent of Duan Zhuoheng's reaction when he knew that Duan Luo had found him to cooperate, the more Lu Bingwen thought about it, the more he felt that he didn't seem to have much interest in Qirun.

Lu Bingwen also felt that this conclusion was a bit too miraculous. After all, it was Qirun. After Huanyu disappeared, Qirun was the only one in China. How could anyone refuse such a temptation?

Lu Bingwen kept this kind of question in his heart until he was on the way home at night when he was caught by Duan Zhuoheng who insisted on letting him get into his car, and asked directly: "What's on your mind, Wenwen?"

Lu Bingwen glanced at him, wondering if he should ask directly, so he could only ask something else casually first: "Have you visited Duan Yuming in the hospital recently?"

"No, he's confused now, even Duan Luo and Duan Zhuohao seldom go."

"Oh."

Lu Bingwen pursed his lips. Could this be the reason why Duan Zhuoheng didn't care about publicity, because he knew that Duan Yuming was no longer a threat to him?

But something was still wrong, Lu Bingwen recalled Duan Luo's swearing when he came to him, and always felt that Duan Zhuoheng was not as sure of victory as he showed.

"What's the matter, what are you thinking?" Duan Zhuoheng slightly tilted his head on his shoulder with the smell of alcohol.

"It's nothing."

Lu Bingwen turned his head and sniffed lightly, then quietly raised his hand to put it on his cheek, as if to help him cool down.

Forget it, it's hard for me to figure out the reason for this kind of thing by myself, let's let it go for now, what matters now is Duan Zhuoheng's state of mind.

Thinking of the appointment time with Professor Zhou the day before yesterday, Lu Bingwen took a deep breath, patted Duan Zhuoheng's face twice with his hands, and after attracting his attention, he pretended to be natural and said in as relaxed a tone as possible: "Do you have time tomorrow? "

Duan Zhuoheng was probably a little sluggish after drinking, and didn't realize that something was wrong with Lu Bingwen. He rubbed his head against Lu Bingwen's neck with a smile: "What's the matter, do you want a date? Of course I have time!"

Lu Bingwen knew that he was joking, so he tilted his head to his side, and smiled softly: "I want you to accompany me to meet someone."

"Who?"

"Secret, you will know tomorrow."

Duan Zhuoheng raised his eyes to look up, muttered "mysterious", but still agreed.

Teacher Zhou actually has his own psychological counseling room, but considering Duan Zhuoheng's identity, Lu Bingwen was afraid that there would be too many people in that place to reveal something, so he chose a private club with high privacy.

Professor Zhou also expressed his understanding.

At noon the next day, Duan Zhuoheng drove the car outside the clubhouse according to the navigation given by Lu Bingwen. After parking the car, he was a little curious: "Are you really here for a date?"

Lu Bingwen glanced at him, but didn't answer. He dragged him in, reported his name to the waiter, and then raised his eyes and said to him, "You'll know later."

The box Lu Bingwen booked was on the third floor. When the two went up, Teacher Zhou had already arrived and was drinking tea. Seeing someone coming, he got up and nodded to Lu Bingwen: "Come here?"

Lu Bingwen nodded, "Yes", and introduced to Duan Zhuoheng: "This is Mr. Zhou Shangfeng."

Duan Zhuoheng socialized a lot, and he habitually came forward to shake hands: "Hello, we seem to have met before, I am Duan Zhuoheng."

"Friends of investors, it's a pleasure to meet you." Zhou Shangfeng smiled and stretched out his hand to shake.

After some cordial greetings, the three sat down one after another.

Lu Bingwen intentionally left the seat opposite Mr. Zhou to Duan Zhuoheng, while he himself sat on his left side by the door.

Duan Zhuoheng didn't know what he meant, obviously he was the one to accompany him, so he secretly tugged on Lu Bingwen's clothes under the table and gave him a wink.

However, Lu Bingwen, who had always been in harmony with him before, didn't know what was wrong this time, as if he couldn't understand what he meant, and didn't respond.

There was no way, Duan Zhuoheng could only think that he brought him here because he wanted him to maintain the atmosphere, so he had to take the initiative to find a topic.

"I didn't have time to chat with you last time. What does Mr. Zhou do research?"

When he asked this question, Professor Zhou became puzzled, and looked at Lu Bingwen: "Have you not told Mr. Duan yet?"

Lu Bingwen bit his lower lip. He originally wanted to have a showdown with Duan Zhuoheng on the way here, but after a long time of deliberation, he couldn't make it, so he smiled awkwardly, and temporarily introduced Duan Zhuoheng's hand under the table: "Mr. Zhou is the number one psychological expert in China." scientist."

"psychologist?"

Duan Zhuoheng seemed to understand something, his face changed slightly: "You know?"

Lu Bingwen grabbed his hand tightly and smiled bitterly: "Well, I saw the medicine you hid."

Duan Zhuoheng frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but finally held back, and held back Lu Bingwen's palm: "Sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you on purpose, but I was just afraid that you would worry."

"I know," Lu Bingwen was afraid that he would be worried, and forced a smile on his face, "Don't worry too much, in fact, it's not a big deal, it's just a small psychological cold, besides, isn't there Teacher Zhou? ?”

Duan Zhuoheng smiled and pressed his palm: "Okay, I'm not worried, and you don't have to worry too much. Let me chat with Professor Zhou alone for a while, is that okay?"

Lu Bingwen looked at him, then at Professor Zhou, and nodded slightly after seeing him nodding: "Okay, then I'll go out and wait for you first."

Duan Zhuoheng chatted with Professor Zhou in the box. Lu Bingwen didn't know, but his eye circles seemed a little red when he came out to look for him.

Just when Lu Bingwen thought that he had cried and wanted to come forward to comfort him, he looked at his eyes again as usual, no tears, no bloodshot eyes, and that look just now seemed to be his own illusion.

Lu Bingwen rubbed his eyes involuntarily.

"Why, are your eyes uncomfortable?"

Duan Zhuoheng can always pay attention to his every move at the first time and express his concern.

"No," Lu Bingwen shook his head and asked him, "How are you talking?"

"Very good," Duan Zhuoheng smiled, "Professor Zhou said that my current condition is not very serious, as long as I take the medicine on time every day, I will get better and better."

Lu Bingwen stared straight at Duan Zhuoheng's eyes, as if he wanted to see something from it, and after a while he finally said: "That's good."

Although Duan Zhuoheng himself said that his condition was not very serious, Lu Bingwen was still a little worried when he thought of his previous record of hiding medicine from him. He went in and checked with Professor Zhou again, and he was relieved when he got a definite answer.

Professor Zhou has not received private counseling for a long time, and Lu Bingwen is very grateful for making an exception this time. Although he made it clear before coming here that this time he only considered it as a favor to the students and would not charge money, when he left, Lu Bingwen still Quietly stuffed a bank card without a PIN in his pocket.

"Well, you should be relieved now, right?"

On the way back, Duan Zhuoheng took advantage of the red light and kissed Lu Bingwen on the cheek.

Lu Bingwen was overjoyed, but he still asked the question that had troubled him for a long time: "Why did you go to the bar to get drunk that day?"