Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

When the special plane arrived at Huaguo Airport, Mr. Leng looked at Ji Lianhuo who couldn't wait to unbuckle his seat belt, and couldn't help but smile.

Leng Wanyin and Leng Xiuming picked up the plane at the airport. Seeing Ji Lianhuo helping Old Man Leng off the plane, Leng Wanyin stepped forward to take Old Man Leng, looked at Ji Lianhuo, and couldn't help but smile.

"I haven't seen you for a winter vacation. Lian Huo seems to be a little taller again."

When Mr. Leng heard this, he looked at Ji Lianhuo, and couldn't help being happy, "No, no matter how long it takes, it will surpass my youth."

Leng Xiuming stepped forward, followed behind Old Master Leng and Leng Wanyin, and looked up at Ji Lianhuo, only to find that the other party was also looking at him, with meaningful smiles in his eyes.

Leng Xiuming was a little inexplicable, and subconsciously felt something was wrong.

"Brother and sister-in-law, are they all right?" Leng Wanyin asked her family members with concern, upon hearing this, Mr. Leng turned his head and smiled and glanced at Leng Xiuming.

"Chen Jin and Lan Hua are both good, but recently they keep talking about the past."

Leng Xiuming looked at his grandfather's expression and realized something instantly.

The smile on Leng Xiuming's face was gone, and he no longer wanted to ask whether his parents smeared his face with cosmetics or told about the peanut stuffing in his nostrils.

What I have to do now is not to look at Ji Lianhuo.

He obviously knew the meaning of that expression just now.

But fortunately, it is not very convenient for Miguo to call Huaguo. Wang Zhaomou probably doesn't know these things yet.

"Lian Huo is in the United States, besides work is work, and the only pleasure outside of work is making phone calls with Zhaomou." Mr. Leng smiled brightly, and looked at Leng Wanyin, "You don't know, Lian Huo bought a large stack of calling cards , and bought out several stores."

Leng Wanyin smiled and looked at Ji Lianhuo. Leng Xiuming took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and opened them again. In a short time, he didn't know how to face Wang Zhaomou.

A few people walked out of the airport, Leng Wanyin suddenly noticed something, looked around, "Didn't Zhaomou pick you up today?"

"I didn't tell Brother Zhaomou." Ji Lianhuo had a hard smile on his face, "I want to go back and give Brother Zhaomou a surprise."

"Aren't you going to sit with us?" Leng Wanyin looked at her little nephew with regret in her eyes.

"Don't hinder the young people." Mr. Leng looked at Ji Lianhuo magnanimously, "Go and do whatever you want."

As soon as Mr. Leng finished speaking, Ji Lianhuo quickly said goodbye, and almost rushed to the car at the gate of the airport, stuffed his luggage into the trunk, and got in hastily.

"Young man." Mr. Leng looked at the back of the car and couldn't help sighing.

Ji Lianhuo leaned against the car window, looking at the familiar scenery passing by in front of him, thinking of Wang Zhaomou's expression of surprise and surprise when he saw him, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Regardless of whether there is anyone nearby, I want to give Zhao Zhao a deep kiss and tell him how much I miss him.

Ji Lianhuo's car stopped in front of the villa, and Ji Lianhuo walked into the villa quickly with his suitcase. He looked at the watch in his hand, his eyes brightened.

"Xiao Ji, you're back!" Mrs. Cheng's eyes were full of surprise when she saw Ji Lianhuo.

"Is Brother Zhaomou in the company?" Ji Lianhuo put down his suitcase and looked around the villa, it was basically the same as when he left.

Ji Lianhuo approached the window and saw the newly pasted window grilles, with thin velvet, very beautiful.

"The young master is at the company, and Dabao is in a make-up class." Mrs. Cheng smiled helplessly, "Just after the new year, Dabao took another class. The young master said that he could learn to dance when he was two and a half years old, so he sent him to the ballet class." .”

Ji Lianhuo paused, thinking about Ji Dabao crying and dancing ballet, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows and showing a little smile.

"I'll go to the company to find brother Zhaomou." Ji Lianhuo looked at the watch in his hand again, took out an exquisite box from the suitcase, put it in the refrigerator and went out.

Ji Lianhuo took a taxi to the Wang Group. The front desk was used to seeing people coming. Ji Lianhuo took the elevator upstairs, but he didn't see the person he was thinking of in the president's office.

"Where's Brother Zhaomou?" Ji Lianhuo looked at Wang Zhaomou's assistant secretary, frowning slightly.

The assistant secretary looked at Ji Lianhuo, who was slightly more mature than before, and then remembered his identity as Leng's family. He looked down at Wang Zhaomou's schedule, "Mr. Wang went to Lemu Western Restaurant and just left."

"Brother Zhaomou going there to discuss business?" Ji Lianhuo's eyes lit up.

"It seems to be a private matter." The assistant secretary smiled professionally, "Boss Wang just asked me to mark it and remind him of his schedule in advance."

Private matter?

Ji Lianhuo felt a little uneasy, and took a taxi to Lemu Western Restaurant. As soon as he entered the restaurant, he saw Wang Zhaomou sitting on a soft chair, drinking water with downcast eyes.

Ji Lianhuo's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily. Just as he was about to step forward, he saw a man walking over with a rose in his hand, sitting opposite brother Zhaomou with a smile on his face.

Staring at the rose, the smile on Ji Lianhuo's face disappeared little by little. The waiter stepped forward and asked with a smile, "Who are you?"

"One."

Ji Lianhuo looked at the man holding the rose, with a bit of coldness in his eyes, and pointed to the seat behind Wang Zhaomou, "I want to sit there."

"Okay, sir." The waiter took Ji Lianhuo to an ottoman, quickly poured water, and brought the menu.

Ji Lianhuo pointed casually, held the water glass and pretended to drink water, and quietly listened to the movement behind him.

"I'm 27 this year..."

When Ji Lianhuo heard that the man started to introduce himself, he almost explained everything about him, including his height and weight, how many houses he owned, how many cars he had, and even how much money he had in the stock market.

Ji Lianhuo gritted his teeth tightly, only to hear another sentence from the back.

"I really feel honored that you can come on a blind date with me."

Blind date? !

Zhao Zhao is on a blind date? !

Ji Lianhuo was expressionless, but his red eyes betrayed his master's emotions.

Ji Lianhuo clenched the water glass little by little, trying to hold his breath and think calmly.

With a "pop", Ji Lianhuo looked at the broken water glass in his hand, and the water overflowed the table in an instant.

Just like my own reason, it seems that it can't play its due role at this moment, and it is boiled by emotions, and it is paralyzed.

Zhao Zhao clearly said so.

He likes long and stable relationships where he will wait for himself.

Why do you want to go on a blind date with others? Is it forced by others?

Impossible, obviously no one can force Zhaozhao to do what he doesn't want!

For some reason, Ji Lianhuo thought of the middle-aged man who wanted to spend [-] million yuan in exchange for leaving Zhaozhao.

is it him?

The corners of Ji Lianhuo's mouth drooped and his eyes were dark.

The two waiters came over and saw the broken water glasses on the table. They saw the man's face was as cold as ice, his eyes were dark, and the air pressure around him was extremely low.

Ji Lianhuo took out a banknote and put it aside, looked at the empty opposite, without saying a word.

The two waiters cleaned the table almost as fast as they could in their lives, brought the man a water glass again, and refilled it with warm water.

"I didn't come to date you."

A familiar voice sounded behind him, and Ji Lianhuo was taken aback. He was almost drowning. He poked his head out of the water and took a long breath of air.

Ji Lianhuo couldn't describe this feeling, he just felt his heart relax for a moment, and the place where the bleeding was supposed to come out immediately returned to its original state.

Ji Lianhuo quickly drank a few sips of water, his hanging heart finally fell, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

Zhao Zhao is still waiting for me.

Zhao Zhao has me in her heart.

Zhao Zhao would not want me to go on a blind date.

Ji Lianhuo felt sweet in his heart, wishing he could get up now and kiss the lips of the person behind him.

When Ji Lianhuo heard the strange man speak, he realized that this was Zhao Mou's elder sister's blind date. When he explained the situation clearly, the strange man didn't stop. After talking a lot, he finally said, "If What would it be like for us to form a family."

Who wants to form a family with you!

Ji Lianhuo pursed his thin lips tightly, his chest heaved, and he couldn't help but exert force in his hands, and there was another "pop", and the second water glass repeated the ending of its predecessor.

The two waiters came forward in a daze, and Ji Lianhuo continued to take out the banknotes for compensation. He felt that someone was looking at him. When he raised his eyes, he found that it was a customer obliquely in front of him, looking at him with crazy eyes.

This man, why is he angry at the air?

Ji Lianhuo had no time to pay attention to other people's eyes, so he pricked up his ears and listened to the voice behind him.

When a strange man asked Brother Zhaomou if he wanted to marry him, and Brother Zhaomou replied "No to you", Ji Lianhuo felt like his heart was blossoming.

Zhao Zhao has no intention of marrying anyone else.

As Zhao Zhao remembered, I belonged to him.

Ji Lianhuo couldn't help laughing, and licked his lower lip.

"Are all the Wang family so arrogant?... What do you mean it's not right for me!" The man dropped a cup, several customers were abruptly persuaded to leave, and Ji Lianhuo's expression became a little bit cold.

what's this.

Dare to throw a cup in front of brother Zhaomou?

The man seemed to realize that he had lost his composure, and kept apologizing. Ji Lianhuo was satisfied to hear Zhao Zhao's threatening words to the man, and saw Zhao Zhao get up and leave.

The man immediately chased after him, and the waiter just brought up the food Ji Lianhuo had ordered. Ji Lianhuo quickly put down the extra money, and when he passed by the place where the man was just now, he took the man's table knife, turned around and strode behind the man.

The man lost Wang Zhaomou, but Ji Lianhuo did not.

Ji Lian and Huo Jingjing watched the man start to make a phone call, his gentle face looked a bit ferocious.

"What a bastard... I want to make his life worse than death!"

Ji Lianhuo followed the man to a place where there were few people, approached indifferently, put the dining knife on the man's waist, slowly pulled out the phone from the man's hand with one hand, and pressed the hang up button.

"Keep quiet and move forward."

Wen Yanbo was startled by the deep voice behind him. It seemed that there was a knife on his waist. If he moved by himself, one of his kidneys might be gone.

"I'll give you whatever you want." Wen Yanbo walked away as the knife pushed him against him, his face pale.

There was no sound behind him, and Wen Yanbo watched helplessly as he walked more and more sideways, turning into an empty alley, and the road ahead was blocked.

The knife at his waist seemed to be gone, Wen Yanbo turned his head cautiously, and saw a somewhat familiar face at a glance.

"You, you, I've seen you!" Wen Yanbo walked forward quickly, distanced himself from Ji Lianhuo, his breathing was short, and he remembered what he had watched on TV.

"You are from the Leng family, aren't you!"

Ji Lianhuo didn't make a sound, staring at the man in front of him with dark eyes, silently wiped the handle of the knife in front of him, and threw the table knife in his hand at his feet.

"You, what are you doing? I have never offended you!" Wen Yanbo subconsciously picked up the only weapon in front of him, pointed the tip of the knife at Ji Lianhuo, and kept backing away. The man in front of him was tall and silent, like a Tibetan mastiff that couldn't bark. There was a frightening coldness in his eyes, as if he would bite the throat of his prey in the next moment.

Wen Yanbo kept retreating until his back touched the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

Ji Lianhuo raised his hand suddenly, Wen Yanbo stabbed out the table knife subconsciously, Ji Lianhuo turned sideways, quickly grabbed Wen Yanbo's wrist, and twisted it violently, Wen Yanbo screamed, the table knife dropped his hand and fell to the ground.

Ji Lianhuo kicked the table knife, twisted the man's wrist, and aimed his fist at the man's hypocritical face, causing Wen Yanbo's nose to bleed instantly.

"I didn't offend Leng's family. If there's something wrong, it's just a misunderstanding!" Wen Yanbo shouted desperately, but the person in front of him remained silent, twisting his wrist to a bizarre angle little by little.

Wen Yanbo could almost hear the sound of his bones being broken. The next moment, there was a huge pain in his leg, and Wen Yanbo fell to the ground. His facial features were almost distorted in pain.

Wen Yanbo almost fainted from the pain, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw the man stepping on his other leg, with a sudden force on his foot.

"Ah!" Wen Yanbo twitched in pain, the words he had just heard faintly resounded in his mind.

""You are the first one who dares to throw a cup in front of me... Broken arms and legs, don't blame me for not reminding you. "

"Wang Zhaomou, Wang Zhaomou!" Wen Yanbo suddenly understood, remembering the words that everyone had circulated in private, his eyes turned red and he looked at the man in front of him.

"You are one of Wang Zhaomou's dogs!"

The man paused, and Wen Yanbo looked at the man in front of him in fear, only to see the man raised his lips and smiled slowly.

The screams kept ringing in the alley, shrill and unhuman. After a long time, Ji Lianhuo tried the breath of the unconscious man, found a tissue, and put away the table knife that the man had held before through the tissue.

Finally, he kicked the man between his legs, took out the mobile phone he had just taken away, wiped it carefully, took a few steps back, and put the mobile phone at the entrance of the alley through a tissue.

Wen Yanbo was awakened by the severe pain, he could hardly move his hands and feet. The Leng family member had already left, and his cell phone rang in his ears. Wen Yanbo saw his cell phone in the middle of the alley.

The desire to survive made Wen Yanbo move towards the phone. Every time he moved, he felt heart-piercing pain and kept howling, like a bug that had been stepped on in the dust. Move towards the phone.

Wang Zhaomou came out of Lemu Western Restaurant and went to the real estate company. He finished work on time, took a stack of unfinished documents, and left work on time.

The driver sent Wang Zhaomou to the villa. As soon as Wang Zhaomou opened the gate of the villa with the documents, a tall figure rushed over immediately, like a big dog who hadn't seen its owner for a long time, clung to the owner, kissing his cheeks over and over again.

"Zhaozhao, I'm back." Ji Lianhuo kept kissing the cheeks of the person in front of him, as if he wanted to kiss all the thoughts of a winter vacation. His eyes were full of his greedy breath, which was more intense than that on that shirt. many.

"Just come back." Wang Zhaomou put one hand on Ji Lianhuo's face, smiled slightly, "Welcome home."

"Zhao Zhao!" The emotions in Ji Lianhuo's heart were about to burst out, his cheek lightly rubbed against Wang Zhaomou's palm, and he tilted his head to touch the lips of the person in front of him, doing what he had thought about for a winter vacation.

Mrs. Cheng brought the food to the table, only to see that the young master hadn't entered yet, and was blocked by Ji Lianhuo at the door, the two were inseparable from each other.

I really didn't see it.

With a smile in her eyes, Mrs. Cheng turned her head helplessly.