Dumb painter giants grudge

He Shishen finally quietly took over 'WF' from CIC with a bid of [-].

Of course, Wen Rang didn't know about this matter, not even He Jiutang knew about it.

As soon as the full power of things was handed over, CIC removed all online and offline related matters about 'WF'.

After He Shishen got full control of things, he immediately suppressed all possible rumors. His goal was to keep 'WF' hidden underground forever.

In the second master bedroom.

"Dear Wenrang, hello, my name is He Shishen, male, born in an ordinary family on November 19, 11xx..."

"No, Boss, you're acting like you're endorsing a book, you're very emotionless." Lei Yuan interrupted He Shishen's voice.

He Shishen put down the manuscript in his hand, "Then how can it be considered emotional?"

"The proposal vows are full of voice and emotion! It's full of voice and emotion!" Lei Yuan patted the table.

"Facing you, I really can't express my emotions." He Shishen sighed at the manuscript, "I'm afraid I'll be nervous when the time comes."

Lei Yuan felt that the other party's mud could not support the wall, "You can just go to a meeting in the company, anyway, you can memorize it badly, so just recite it generously when the time comes."

"A meeting? He's not you, and he's not afraid of me. If I don't manage well, maybe I'll be beaten." He Shishen felt his temples throbbing.

Lei Yuan patted his head, "It's almost time, boss, don't make any trouble when the time comes."

Wen Rang had been waiting for He Shishen downstairs for a while, saying that he was going to go out to get some air.

Lei Yuan helped He Shishen go downstairs, and Wen Rang pushed the wheelchair over for him to sit on.

"Boss, I'm going back first." After Lei Yuan patted He Shishen on the shoulder, he took his coat and left first.

Wen Rang picked up a thin blanket from the sofa and covered He Shishen's thighs, and pushed him out.

"Let's walk out of the garden, to the side of Hi Street."

He Shishen looked at his watch, it was only after eight o'clock in the evening.

Wen Rang didn't notice anything wrong at all, he just looked at this trip as usual.

It's October, fallen leaves can be seen everywhere on the street, and the warm street lamps illuminate the asphalt road.

"Go to the square and have a look, it looks quite lively there." He Shishen pointed in a direction.

Wen Rang turned around and looked at the flickering square in the distance. He didn't see what was going on, but he didn't feel that anyone was there.

———How will I get up later.

———Stand up straight away, will he hit me first?

——Damn, forgot to practice standing up.

He Shishen became more and more nervous, while silently reciting his marriage proposal vows in his heart, while thinking about how to get up perfectly later.

Although Wen Rang didn't notice anything, he still felt that He Shishen seemed a little too quiet today.

"Wow, woof, ow!"

Accompanied by a small group of white shadows running in front of the two, a few barking dogs fell into their ears.

Immediately afterwards, a little girl about seven or eight years old ran over with a dog leash in her hand, panting and asked the two of them, "Uncle, have you seen my Xiaobai?"

"Xiaobai? A dog?" He Shishen asked, "Oh, I ran over just now."

"Then uncle, can you help me find it together? If the neighborhood administrator here finds out later, Xiaobai will be arrested!" The little girl looked flustered and stomped her feet anxiously.

When He Shishen heard this, he was about to stand up immediately, but Wen Rang pressed his shoulder and patted his chest.

"You?" He Shishen took the other's hand, "Be careful, watch the road, don't be bitten by a dog."

The little girl immediately refuted him, "Xiaobai can't bite!"

So, Wen Rang followed the little girl to find a dog. He Shishen thought it was just right, anyway, he wasn't ready yet, so he took advantage of this time to calm down quickly.

"Dear Wenrang, my name is He Shishen, and I..."

He Shishen recited silently a few times, but the more he recited, the more he got stuck, and the tension in his heart increased a little.

"Mr. He."

A familiar and cold voice came from behind.

"..." He Shishen's supporting hand clenched into a fist, "Song Li."

Song Li walked up to He Shishen, wearing a hat and a cigarette in his hand, looking down at him.

"Mr. He, what's wrong?" Song Li looked at He Shishen's legs.

He Shishen thought that the previous account hadn't been settled yet, and Song Li came to obstruct his eyes again today, so he was furious, "It's not your turn to care about it, if you don't want to be deaf in one ear, hurry up roll."

"I came to see Mr. He today, not for anything else, but for one thing." Song Li's face was calm.

He Shishen snorted, "Aside from Wen Rang, is there anything else you need Song Li to ask me for?"

"Yes." Song Li clenched his teeth, "Yes."

"Let's hear it." He Shishen let go of Cheng Quan's hand.

Song Li took off his hat, threw the cigarette butt in his hand to his feet and stomped on it, "I want to buy 'WF' back with you."

Speaking of this, He Shishen clenched his fists again, "Impossible."

"I'll offer 5000 million, please...be sure to give it to me." The first time Song Li faced He Shishen's eyes was begging.

He Shishen paused, "5000 million? At this juncture, you can't make up 5000 million even if you sell the Song family."

"You don't need to worry about this." Song Li said in a tired voice, "I just want to return to 'WF'."

"Don't you think it's ridiculous." He Shishen said firmly, "What kind of fantasy are you begging me for?"

Song Li's mouth twitched, and he smiled wryly, "He Shishen, do you take yourself too seriously? Regardless of background, qualifications and abilities, you may not be better than me. I can't beat you. Do you really think that I am the best? Is Wen Rang leaning towards you?"

"Whether he prefers me or not, you know very well." He Shishen's face stiffened.

Song Li threw the hat in his hand aside, "You have already lost to me in terms of starting point, you are just lucky."

"It's enough to be luckier than you."

Song Li stepped on the pedal of the wheelchair, grabbed He Shishen's neckline with the other hand, and looked fiercely, "You are indeed luckier than me. You have everything I want, but I also have things you will never get."

"What." He Shishen met the other's eyes without fear.

Song Li raised the corners of his mouth, with a confident light in his eyes, and said slowly, "I've heard Wen Rang's voice and his words, but you haven't."

He Shishen was stunned, and his heart kept tightening.

"I've heard him sing, I've heard him read, I've heard him swear, and I've heard him call my name. Do you have any of these?"

"You don't, and you never will."

Song Li let go of the other party's neckline, and laughed like a madman, "If I had known that Wen Rang would still not choose me, I shouldn't have been guilty of that accident for so many years."

"What...an accident." He Shishen was in a mess.

"I ruined it." Song Li gave up on himself, "I was the person Wen Rang was going to meet in that accident. I didn't expect that."

He Shishen stood up abruptly, raised his fist and threw Song Li's face directly, "I'm fucking!"

Song Li twitched the corner of his mouth with the belly of his thumb, "He Shishen, you should also go deaf with me."

Song Li pulled out a short knife from his back waist, and was about to stab He Shishen in the face. He Shishen reacted immediately, turned his face to avoid the stabbing, and cut his palm on the opponent's arm. The dagger fell to the ground.

He Shishen kicked the dagger away with quick eyesight and quick feet. Song Li grabbed the opponent's clothes and stirred vigorously. The two immediately rolled on the ground and began to wrestle.

"The surname is Song, I'm the one, today the old and new accounts will be settled together." He Shishen pressed the opponent's jaw with one hand, and kept pounding the opponent's body with his fist.

"Ah, everyone... don't think about it." Song Li punched He Shishen on the side of the waist, and while the other was in pain, he immediately overthrew him, sat up and grabbed the other's neck with both hands.

He Shishen's neck seemed to be pinched so badly that he couldn't separate his opponent's hand, so he simply punched the opponent's chin from bottom to top, only to hear the sound of teeth touching, and Song Li cried out in pain. With a cry, he let go of He Shishen's neck.

As if feng shui was turning, He Shishen immediately took the top position again. Blood was already oozing from Song Li's mouth, and red liquid was sticking to his white teeth.

Song Li's glasses were knocked crookedly, taking advantage of the moment He Shishen leaned down, Song Li took off his glasses, and holding the legs of the glasses, he was about to stick them into He Shishen's ears.

"Ouch!"

A mass of white shadow rushed towards the two wrestling together, He Shishen took the opportunity to slap Song Li's hand holding the glasses, got up from the opponent, and kicked the opponent away from him.

"Xiaobai! Don't bite!"

The little girl holding the dog leash immediately went to hug the dog, Wen Rang followed closely, and immediately saw He Shishen and Song Li who were standing and sitting.

"Ahem." Song Li patted his chest and stood up tremblingly.

The corner of He Shishen's mouth was also broken, and his whole mouth hurt when he was panting.

When Wen Rang ran over and stood between the two of them, he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Wen Rang, I..." Song Li's first reaction when he saw Wen Rang was fear.

He Shishen immediately grabbed Wen Rang, brought him behind him, and said to Song Li, "Get lost."

"Wen Rang, me." Bloodshot eyes appeared in Song Li's eyes, "I'm sorry."

Wen Rang stood behind He Shishen, looked at Song Li's complex face, finally closed his eyes, and shook his head.

"Heh, heh." Song Li smiled bitterly, "Okay."

Probably because he had envisioned this scene many times, so Song Li was not very sad when he fled, but he walked faster than expected.

The two of them stared at Song Li's disappearing figure in a daze, and they didn't come back to their senses until they heard a few barking dogs.

The little girl holding the dog seemed to be frightened by the scene just now, timidly gave way to Wen, thanked her and ran away.

"Are you okay?" He Shishen patted Wen Rang's limbs, then squatted down to tie the other's shoes, "Why are there dog hair all over his pants?"

Wen Rang breathed out after recovering from the scene just now, but when he saw He Shishen's flexible and easy look, he immediately gasped again.

After He Shishen stood up, he straightened his collar again, "Why are you looking at me like that, is my face broken?"

——Sure enough, it was still played.

——He made another move.

He could feel his lungs starting to catch fire.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just got a little injury, how can he beat me." He Shishen touched his cheek, "I haven't..."

Wen Rang smiled kindly, passed He Shishen, pushed the wheelchair in front of him, and made a gesture of please.

"..." He Shishen's legs suddenly softened, and his knees immediately fell to the ground, "I was wrong."

[The author has something to say: the preparation is over]