《Invincible Wife》


 C1

    In the middle of the night, everyone was sleeping soundly. However, in a luxurious villa in B City, the lights were brightly lit. The old man sitting on the sofa had a gloomy expression on his face as he stared sharply at the little boy standing not far away.


    The little boy was about five or six years old, and his clothes were tattered, like a beggar begging on the street. His face was dirty, making it hard for people to clearly see his face, but his clear eyes were extremely vicious, like those of a newborn wolf, full of caution, looking as if it could pounce forward and bite someone to death at any time.


    The old man narrowed his eyes. He didn''t like the way the child looked at him. After a long while, he opened his tightly shut lips and solemnly asked, "Boy?"


    The middle-aged man standing next to the boy trembled slightly and replied, "Yes ¡­" It''s a boy. This subordinate had to search for many places before finding a child who has the same eight words as the one that fortune-telling first took place. "


    "Ridiculous!" The old man slapped the table angrily: "How could my grandson marry a man and become his wife? If this gets out, I''ll lose all my face, and my darling grandson will be laughed at for the rest of his life. "


    "But ¡­" "But ¡­"


    "Find it, keep searching. If you can''t find it, then do your best."


    "Yes, yes, yes." The middle-aged man was so scared that he repeatedly replied. Looking at the boy below him, he boldly asked, "Master, then this child ¡­"


    The old man looked at the boy again, his eyes flashing with ferocity. "I need to find a place to settle this."


    "Yes."


    At this time, the butler spoke up, "Master, I don''t know if I should say something."


    The old man restrained his anger. "Speak!"


    "Master, do you still remember what the fortune-teller said?"


    "Of course I do."


    Although three months had passed, the old man clearly remembered that the fortune-teller had said that they couldn''t kill anymore. Moreover, if they wanted to protect their grandson''s life, they had to raise a lucky child to help their grandson ward off a portion of the disaster. It was best if their child was taken into their home as a child''s daughter-in-law and treated him well. When he grew up, it would be best if the two of them could get married and give birth to children. That way, the other party would be able to add a blessing to his grandson''s lifespan.


    But now, not to mention that the boy didn''t look lucky, with his gender, how could he marry his grandson and have children?


    "Master, letting the child go is equivalent to Young Master''s virtue. Moreover, we still can''t find any other children with the same eight words, so why not temporarily adopt him and add some blessings to the young master. When we find a child with the same eight words, it won''t be too late to replace him."


    The old man was silent as he inwardly agreed with the butler.


    A child''s daughter-in-law only represented an identity. As long as it could save his grandson''s life, he would be willing to accept any number of such children.


    However, no matter how much he looked at the child, he found it unpleasant to look at him, especially in the boy''s eyes.


    He remembered that the fortune-teller had said that his grandson would have a calamity ten years from now. He thought it would be better to send the child in front of him away first and bring him back ten years later. In the meantime, if you can find any other child to replace the boy, just leave the boy there.


    But where to send it?


    The old man thought carefully for a while, then said, "Since you want to take him in as your daughter-in-law, you should study what your daughter-in-law should do. In the future, you should know how to serve my grandson, then send him to the Tansana Bride College for etiquette lessons."


    This way, someone would be able to take care of the child for him. The child would also be able to learn etiquette and not lose face in the family.


    The butler slightly frowned. "But, only girls are accepted in Tansana Academy."


    "Don''t worry about that. The principal of Tansana Academy owes me a favor and will accept this child."


    The old man''s main purpose was to throw the child into a pile of girls and to cut off the child''s wildness and sharpness. If he could become as obedient as a girl, then it would be better.


    "Yes."


    The butler motioned for the middle-aged man to take the child down to the bath.


    After the child left, the old man asked, "Is the child''s parents settled?"


    "Master, don''t worry, this child''s father is a gambler. After we gave him a hundred thousand yuan, he straightforwardly sold the child to us, and even the child''s account was transferred to our family. Also, we have always been secretive, so they don''t know our identities, and no one will know about this."


    "Hmm, that''s good. After sending the child to Tansana Academy, let him take a few more courses. Don''t let him graduate so soon, and don''t let anyone know his identity."


    "Yes."


    When he thought of the child''s eyes, he felt extremely uncomfortable. Immediately, his gaze shifted as he picked up the document bag that his subordinate had sent him earlier and passed it to the butler, "When we arrive at Tansana Academy, tell the child that the document bag contains a picture of his future husband, and that he must always remember who his husband is."


    After the old man finished speaking, his face broke into a meaningful smile. Then, thinking of something happy, he actually chuckled in a low voice, as if he was looking forward to a good show.


    The butler was surprised. He took the folder and replied, "Yes."


    It was unknown how much time had passed before the old man finally stopped laughing and asked, "Oh right, what was the name of that child just now?"


    "Lang Yan."

 C2

    If he met the same person three times in a row, it might be a coincidence. If he met the same person more than twenty times in three days, things might not be normal. He might even be able to determine that the person was purposely showing up in front of him.


    This kind of thing had recently happened in Hee Zhuolun. Whether it was going to the company, eating at a western restaurant, or going to the bathroom, he would always meet a tall and slender young man.


    The man had an ordinary appearance, with sleeping phoenix eyes in his eyes. His nose was neither tall nor short, and his lips were neither thin nor thick. Standing in the crowd, no one paid any attention to him.


    It was said that all clothes should be worn, and these words could be seen from this young man. In addition, the man also had a 30 to 70% cut hair style that was similar to his shoulders, and had dyed his hair color. Three of his hair was tied behind his ears with golden earrings, making him look like a noble young master from a wealthy family. His whole body was emitting a noble aura.


    When the young man appeared, he didn''t do anything. He was just like a passerby, flashing by in front of his eyes. However, he firmly remembered this person in his mind.


    Now, the young man appeared on his laptop screen.


    "Mr Hee, good evening. It''s the year 2053, the 14th of July, 22 o''clock sharp now, it''s night time. I''m Lang Yan, nicknamed Husband, you can call me Husband." The young man in the computer said in amusement.


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    "Today, I want to tell the story of a little boy who grew up in a normal family, had a father who loved to gamble money, a weak mother, a brother who was two years old and a sister who was three years old. Because the family was so poor that they couldn''t start a fight, and because creditors often came to collect debts, the father who loved to gamble money had no choice but to sell the boy to a rich family. However, for some reason, the rich family''s boss didn''t like the boy and sent the boy to a distant country to study. The boy was scared and helpless after being sent to a strange place, and it took him a year to get used to the environment there. However, it wasn''t easy to get good grades in a famous school. However, 20 years later, the little boy still graduated and returned home ¡­ "


    Lang Yan stopped talking here, he looked at the time on his wrist watch, and said: "Time flies so quickly, unknowingly five minutes have passed. If you want to know what the little boy will do when he returns, then please look forward to it. Thank you for listening.


    After saying that, his face broke into an elegant and meaningful smile, and the image on the screen changed back to its original appearance.


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun squinted his eyes.


    On the other side of the computer, Lang Yan slowly stopped smiling.


    The boy in the story just now was talking about himself. What happened after his father sold him to someone else and sent him to Tansana Academy was not as simple as telling a story. It could be summarized with just a few words.


    Lang Yan regained his senses and picked up the stack of photos on the table.


    In the photo, it was the same young man, about twelve or thirteen years old. He was very handsome, with thick eyebrows and a straight sword, and his eyes were like the moon in the night sky, curved, smiling like a spring breeze. He was especially good-looking, like a harmless boy, but if you looked carefully, there was also a hint of a wicked smile, and the sharp light in his eyes was something no one dared to underestimate.


    This was a picture given to him by the housekeeper who had sent him to the Bride Academy in Tansana twenty years ago, saying that this young man was his future husband.


    Husband?


    "My dear husband, I am back. I will ''serve'' you well."

 C3

    Lang Yan said lightly: "Dearest husband, I''m back. I''ll ''serve'' you well."


    Twenty years ago, when he was still young, he didn''t understand what the butler meant by husband. The butler also didn''t tell him the name of the teenager in the photo. It took years for him to learn from his female seniors that a husband was a husband, just like his father was his mother''s husband. On the other hand, Tansana Academy was not only a bridal academy, it was also an aristocratic academy. Hence, a few of the older female upperclassmen who had great family influence could recognize at a glance that the young man in the photo was the great Young Master Hee Zhuolun from the Hee Family of the Z Nation.


    As long as it was a business that couldn''t be sold in the dark, they would all be part of it, but the main point was that they would still have to rely on selling arms and drugs for a living. Moreover, the power of Hee Family was extremely huge, with branches almost everywhere in the world, so not many people dared to offend Hee Family.


    However, the Hee Family people were not flourishing, and every year, the number of people in the Hee Family grew fewer and fewer, because either they had an accident, or their lifespan was not long, and either they could not give birth to a child, or every couple only had one child. Even if they used all sorts of methods or spent a large amount of money, they would not be able to produce any more newborns in the Hee Family.


    Because of this, the Old Master Hee began to become superstitious, adding on to his old age, he became more and more convinced that this was a matter of retribution. Gradually, they began to think that their Hee Family had done too many evil deeds, and that the old genius would punish them for it.


    Old Master Hee was worried that his only grandson would encounter an accident like his son and his daughter-in-law, so he sent many bodyguards to protect Hee Zhuolun. Therefore, it was very difficult to get close to Hee Zhuolun, and that was the reason why Lang Yan had only talked to him for the first time through his computer.


    Furthermore, after observing for a few days, Lang Yan realized that Hee Zhuolun did not recognize him. Even when he reported his name earlier, Hee Zhuolun did not have much of a reaction.


    But, how could Hee Zhuolun not recognize him?


    He was his daughter-in-law, more or less, he knew of his existence. Could it be that Hee Zhuolun was pretending not to know him?


    However, with how precious Old Master Hee was to his grandson, it was normal for him to not know of the shameful matter of having a boy as his daughter-in-law. Otherwise, why would he let a man be his daughter-in-law to protect his grandson? It would be even less possible for him to spend twenty years and also for him to not meet Hee Zhuolun once.


    "Ugh ¡­" No, it could not be said that he had never seen it before.


    Ten years ago, the people from Hee Family had come to pick him up and bring him back to Z Nation. It was also at that time that he found out that he was adopted into the Hee Family as a daughter-in-law.


    At that time, the steward said he would take him to see someone, but he didn''t say who.


    The sky was very dark and there was no light. He could vaguely make out the other party''s face, because the situation was in a state of crisis, so he did not dare to confirm whether it was Hee Zhuolun or not. After that, he was sent back to Tanasha Academy due to his injuries.


    Lang Yan thought about this and unknowingly raised his hand to touch his forehead. In the place where Liu Hai was blocking, there was a circular scar on his middle finger.


    He slowly regained his senses, picked up the paper on the table and smiled, on it recorded Hee Zhuolun''s month of travel, stolen from his computer by Hee Zhuolun''s secretary.


    He quickly scanned through the announcement, and finally, his gaze landed on tomorrow''s journey.

 C4

    The next morning at 5: 50 AM, Lang Yan was woken up by his phone''s alarm.


    He rubbed his eyes and walked to the window to pull open the curtains. What he saw was a green and luxurious villa area. Each of the luxurious villas here was a masterpiece by an architect.


    Just as the clock on the bed pointed at six o''clock, the gate of the villa area opposite was opened, and a man wearing a white tracksuit walked out. His face was extremely handsome, his skin was white, and his eyes were like stars, and his eyebrows were like swords, and his nose was tall and straight, and his thin water-like lips had a faint smile on them. As long as one saw the neighbors nearby, they would smile and greet him, and he was very polite, but only those who were able to see through him would know that behind his smile was coldness and coldness.


    The white clothed man was his fianc¨¦, Hee Zhuolun. It was because Hee Zhuolun lived here that he bought the villa closest to Hee Zhuolun.


    His purpose was very simple; it was to get close to Hee Zhuolun and then use all the knowledge he had learned over the years onto Hee Zhuolun. After all, the reason he had been sent to Tansana Academy back then was largely because of Hee Zhuolun, so the time to ''repay'' him had come.


    Lang Yan looked at the two burly men who were exercising behind Hee Zhuolun. He stopped smiling and leisurely went downstairs to eat breakfast, then, to prepare the things that he might use today.


    Waiting until 8 o''clock, when he saw that Hee Zhuolun was about to go out, he sat in front of his computer and used the platform software to change his phone number to enter a phone number.


    When Hee Zhuolun came out, he slowly rode on his Harley motorcycle out of the villa. With a smile on his face, he greeted Hee Zhuolun, "Mr Hee, what a coincidence, I didn''t think that you would also be living here."


    Hearing that, Hee Zhuolun looked over, his eyes squinted, and smiled: "Indeed it''s a coincidence."


    Furthermore, Lang Yan had told him a small story through the computer last night, so he was very sure that Lang Yan had moved here because of him. However, he was still unable to guess the other party''s motive for doing so for the time being.


    The two bodyguards behind saw that it was a stranger, and became cautious. They quickly came to Hee Zhuolun''s back.


    "I just moved to the villa complex yesterday, please take care of me in the future." Lang Yan parked the car in front of Hee Zhuolun, took out a half a foot wide gift box from his backpack, and handed it over: This is a small present I prepared for my new neighbor, I hope Mr Hee will not dislike it.


    Hee Zhuolun looked at the exquisite gift box and gently smiled: has spent a lot of money, if you are free in the future, please come visit me at my place.


    "I will." Lang Yan smiled meaningfully, "As long as I''m free, I will be there."


    When he said the word "empty," he purposefully emphasized.


    Hee Zhuolun raised his eyebrows, his smile not changing.


    The bodyguard felt that Lang Yan''s smile was a little strange, so he took the initiative to go over and receive the gift for his master. Following which, he nimbly heard the soft ''Tick Tack Tack Tack Tack'' sound from inside the box, like the sound of a second hand moving in a clock.


    He seemed to have thought of something and his expression changed. Then, the voice from the box suddenly stopped.


    "It''s a bomb." The bodyguard hastily tossed the box into the distance.


    The other bodyguard was shocked and quickly rushed towards Hee Zhuolun: "Young master, quickly get down."


    Before Hee Zhuolun could react, his entire body was violently pushed to the ground by the force of the explosion. His body struck the ground heavily, and the pain made him want to cry.


    The two bodyguards protected Hee Zhuolun with all their might, but after half a minute, before the bomb had exploded, they heard someone ask sarcastically: "What are you guys doing?"


    The three of them looked up only to see Lang Yan standing in front of them, looking at them with an idiot look on his face.

 C5

    Lang Yan folded his hands across his chest and laughed. "You just said bomb? Don''t tell me you think that I sent you a bomb? "


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    He was closer to Lang Yan, so he had of course heard the sound coming from inside long ago. However, he didn''t think that it was a bomb, otherwise, he wouldn''t have stood there motionlessly.


    Furthermore, as the Young Master of the Hee Family, what kind of person hadn''t he seen before? If he didn''t even have the ability to judge others, then wouldn''t living this long for nothing?


    "If I really want to bomb you guys, I can just throw a powerful bomb at your villa. How can I let you guys find out that the bomb inside is a bomb, and even send yourself to the door, killing yourselves for nothing? Am I that stupid? " Lang Yan slowly withdrew his smile, "Mr Hee, being careful is a good thing, but if you are too cautious, there is a possibility of something bad happening."


    He put on his helmet, got on his motorcycle and headed towards the gift box, picked up the gift, and threw it in front of Hee Zhuolun. Then, he rode his bike and left.


    It was unknown if it was because he had used too much strength, or if it was because the box had been forcefully thrown out twice, but cracks had appeared on the surface of the box.


    Hee Zhuolun couldn''t help but be startled when he saw the gift.


    The bodyguard who was pressing down on him suddenly widened his eyes, revealing a terrified expression. This was because the gift in the gift box was the bomb that they had previously mentioned.


    The bomb was set up in a special way, with a clockwise, minute, and second hand clock on it, but it had stopped spinning. Below it was the electronic clock. What was horrifying was that the electronic clock had only one second left, which meant that there was one second left before the bomb would explode.


    "Young master, be careful." The two bodyguards anxiously pushed Hee Zhuolun back to the ground, with a dong sound, Hee Zhuolun''s face once again touched the ground closely, but this time, they did not press further, but forehead.


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun''s face darkened, the first thought in his mind was not about the bomb, but to remove the two bodyguards who had overprotected him.


    Then, with a bang, the bomb exploded. However, it was not loud, like the sound of fireworks.


    The two bodyguards didn''t feel any pain in their body and looked puzzled. After a few seconds passed, they vigilantly and slowly raised their heads, only to see colorful pieces of paper fluttering in the air as if celebrating or making fun of them.


    Hee Zhuolun''s face darkened. "Get up quickly."


    He had never felt so ashamed in his life.


    "Yes." The two bodyguards immediately stood up and helped Hee Zhuolun up.


    At this moment, a well-dressed middle-aged man walked over with calm steps. He ordered the bodyguard in a cold voice, "The two of you, pack up your bags and return to our home."


    He had never seen a bodyguard protecting his master while injuring his master. If it weren''t for the fact that they were loyal to their master, they wouldn''t have been able to return to the main house.


    "Yes." The two bodyguards looked at Hee Zhuolun''s bloody forehead, both feeling guilty and afraid, and did not dare to say a word.


    The middle-aged man looked at Hee Zhuolun, and asked with a pained heart: "Young Master, are you alright?"


    "I''m fine." Hee Zhuolun frowned, he rubbed his swollen belly, seeing the piece of paper on the floor, he stopped for a moment, then bent down to pick up the paper. The piece of paper was square in shape and about ten centimeters long. There was also a picture of a beautiful little boy with a very bright smile on his face.


    He narrowed his eyes and passed the paper slip to the middle-aged man: "Uncle Wu, look, isn''t the child on this piece of paper the me that I was when I was young?"


    Martial arts looked down and his cold face softened. "He is not the young master from a young age."


    He scanned the other pieces of paper and found that they were all painted by their young masters, but all of them were of different ages. There were babies and children, and teenagers and middle-aged people, and there were old men, so that one could see the painters, and the painters, and the painters, and the painters, were so profound and attentive that they made the people in the pictures seem lifelike.


    In addition, there were different numbers written on the back of the paper.


    Martial Arts found other bodyguards and asked them to pick up the piece of paper without missing a single piece. Then, they found a piece of paper that wrote: According to the numbers on the bottom of the piece of paper, fold it into a small book. There will be a surprise waiting for you.


    Hee Zhuolun raised his brows, "Surprise? I want to see what kind of surprise it is. "


    Martial Arts understood what he meant, and ordered the bodyguards to arrange the papers.


    Hee Zhuolun passed the piece of paper back to Martial Arts and asked: "Uncle Wu, how is the investigation on Lang Yan progressing?"


    Last night, after Lang Yan closed the video, he immediately sent people to investigate this person.


    Martial arts said: "For the time being, I don''t have an idea."


    "The person just now was Lang Yan. You can check from the villa across us."


    "Alright."


    Hee Zhuolun picked up the box on the ground and looked at it carefully.


    These so-called bombs were actually modified from fireworks. After equipping the clocks, wires, and zero wires, it was like a real bomb.


    To be honest, he really didn''t think that there would be anyone in this world who would dare to mess with him, and even beat him up twice in a row.


    Hee Zhuolun laughed, the smile was extremely gentle and enchanting, but the martial arts beside him felt a chill down his spine.


    He took the gift box back to the villa and applied the medicine on his forehead. Then, he drove out of the villa by himself without waiting for the paper to be ordered.

 C6

    Using the rearview mirror on the motorcycle, Lang Yan was once again pushed down to the ground by the bodyguards in a sorry state, causing him to feel extremely happy.


    Actually, he wasn''t a vengeful person. However, there were some things that couldn''t be done without a grudge, especially what happened ten years ago ¡­


    Lang Yan thought, and furrowed his brows.


    He had originally wanted to settle the score with Old Master Hee and vent his anger, but Old Master Hee had always been a heavily guarded family, it was not easy for him to sneak in, even if he could sneak in once, it would be useless. He did not want to assassinate Hee Family, furthermore for an old man who had experienced all kinds of storms and lost all his relatives, no matter what tricks he played, it would not be painful at all.


    I believe that Hee Zhuolun just needs to spurt out his nose a little and he will be unable to sleep for three days and three nights.


    Lang Yan left the villa area, and did not dare to make anymore guesses. He focused on speeding up the expressway. Three hours later, they arrived at Longyin Village, which was about 80 kilometers away from B City.


    Although this place was very close to the bustling capital, in order to maintain the simple and unadorned style of the city, the roads of the village were paved with mud and stone, making the village look relatively outdated. However, because of this, many people from the city had come to this place in order to experience the life of the village.


    In addition, many tourists were attracted by the old houses left behind more than two hundred years ago, and even the village music on the hill was loved by many tourists.


    Lang Yan entered the village and saw the old man watering the plants by the side of the road. He stopped the car and asked, "Uncle, is there a repair shop that helps people repair small cars?"


    The uncle laughed brightly, "Yes, there is. If you keep walking forward, we''ll reach you within a hundred meters."


    Lang Yan asked again: "Then is there only one repair shop in the village?"


    "Yes."


    Hearing his answer, Lang Yan thanked him with satisfaction and drove to the repair shop.


    The repair shop only had a man in his thirties. Since he had no business, he could only sit at the counter and play with his phone.


    Lang Yan carefully examined the man who seemed to be in low spirits. After confirming that he was not some decent person, he asked: "Master, are you the boss here?"


    Seeing that a customer had come to visit, Car Repairman hurriedly put away his phone and welcomed him with a smile: "Yes, Mister, do you want to repair the car?"


    He looked at Lang Yan''s motorbike and revealed an apologetic expression, "Sir, I''m really sorry, I only know how to fix small cars.


    Lang Yan smiled: "I''m not here to repair cars, I want to do business with you."


    When the Car Repairman heard that it was for sale, his smile froze. "Sale? Are you trying to sell car parts? "That would be even more inappropriate. I brought all of the accessories here from the city by myself."


    Based on his words, he did not want to make a deal with Lang Yan.


    Lang Yan did not explain as he got off the carriage and walked over to Car Repairman''s side and said a few words in a low voice.


    Car Repairman was startled, then his eyes lit up, but he still hesitated.


    Lang Yan knew what he was worried about and guaranteed, "Don''t worry, I will absolutely not commit murder or arson. As long as you do as I say, this matter will definitely not involve you in it.


    Car Repairman thought about how there was no business going on recently. He clenched his teeth and agreed to this matter, "Alright, but let''s make a deal first. If you find out that I am here, I''ll tell you that you asked me to do it."


    Lang Yan replied, "No problem."


    He took out a thousand yuan from his wallet and stuffed it into Car Repairman''s hands, turned around, and left on his bicycle.


    Car Repairman threw the money in his hands and clicked his tongue twice: "I didn''t think that such a dignified person would not be soft-hearted when doing things that are lacking."


    One truly could not judge a book by its cover, one could not judge a book by its cover.


    Car Repairman kept the money properly, found the thing he needed later and went to do what Lang Yan had told him to do.

 C7

    Not long after Lang Yan arrived at Dragoncry Village, a black Bentley arrived at the outskirts of the village. However, before he had gone far, he heard a sudden crash. It was the sound of a car exploding.


    The owner of the car quickly braked and five seconds passed before the door was pushed open.


    The person who walked out of the car was Hee Zhuolun, who had been injured twice by the bodyguards in the morning. Seeing the broken glass by the side of the road, he frowned, because the surface of the broken glass was covered in mud and dirt, which was extremely similar to mud and stone, so under the light of the sun, it did not reflect any light. Otherwise, he would not have run over the broken glass in the car and caused the wheels to explode.


    He looked at the completely flattened wheels, his eyes narrowed and a look of contemplation flashed in them. He thought about the last two times he came here and saw a repair shop in front of him. He had no choice but to slowly drive the car into the village and stop in front of the repair shop.


    When he got out of the car, he saw that the shop had quite a few spare parts and maintenance equipment, so he said, "Boss, I''ll have to trouble you to mend a tire."


    Car Repairman, who was playing with his phone, saw that it was a Bentley. His eyes flashed as he put his phone away and smiled, "Alright, Mister, you can sit over at the sofa for a while. I''ll be able to repair your tire soon."


    He poured a cup of water for Hee Zhuolun and quickly dragged a bunch of tools to the back of the car.


    Hee Zhuolun did not drink the water on the table. Instead, he took out his mobile phone and called his friends: "Tinghee, I have arrived.


    On the other end of the phone, there was a bunch of words, but his voice was intermittent. He Zhuo could barely hear the other side saying, "The signal isn''t too good here. We''ll talk later."


    Hee Zhuolun hung up the phone and heard the sound of a plastic bag coming from the back of the car. He quickly walked over and saw that Car Repairman was looking for a tool in the plastic bag.


    Car Repairman chuckled to him, "Sir, the tire is not serious. I can repair it in 15 minutes."


    Hee Zhuolun sat at the side and watched him fix the car.


    Car Repairman''s movements were extremely proficient. He said that 15 minutes was only 15 minutes. After putting away the tools, he stood up and said, "Sir, the tire has already been repaired."


    Hee Zhuolun asked: "How much?"


    "1500 yuan."


    When Car Repairman said this number, a hint of nervousness flashed across his face.


    How could he not be nervous?


    Of course, he was worried that the other party would not be happy to make trouble for him. After all, the other party did not seem to be someone to be trifled with. Even though the other party seemed gentle, one could tell from the aura he emitted that he was not an ordinary person.


    Hee Zhuolun immediately took out 1500 yuan from his wallet and gave it to Car Repairman. To him, 1500 yuan was just a small amount, equivalent to a tip for a waiter. Moreover, how could he, the Eldest Young Master, know how much money was needed for the replacement of the womb?


    "Thank you, sir." Car Repairman did not expect the other party to give him the money so readily. He happily took out his name card and handed it to Hee Zhuolun: "Sir, this is my name card. If you need it, you can call me anytime."


    Hee Zhuolun took the postcard and drove off.


    However, before they had even driven a hundred meters, the car suddenly stopped.


    Hee Zhuolun got down from the carriage with a darkened face.


    He felt particularly unlucky today. As soon as he fixed the tires, the car stopped burning.


    He had obviously taken care of it yesterday, so why did it suddenly go out?


    Could it be the Car Repairman?


    However, he had his eyes set on Car Repairman, who would not even have the chance to lay a hand on his car.


    Hee Zhuolun immediately walked to the back of the car, wanting to see if the Car Repairman had done anything, but someone shouted out: "Sir, your car can''t be parked in the middle of the road, it will block the tourists from going in and out and cause a traffic jam."


    He looked over and saw a man in a straw hat standing in the cornfield. Because of the glare of the midday sun, he could only tell from his figure, clothes, face, and voice that he was an old man.


    In order to not block the way, Hee Zhuolun quickly bent down to check the exhaust pipe.


    Seeing that Hee Zhuolun did not immediately drive away, the old man shouted again: "Sir, is your car broken down? If your car breaks down, you can ask the Car Repairman in the village to take a look at it for you, or ask him to help you drag your car to the shop and fix it. "


    Hee Zhuolun stood up and looked at the path that could barely fit two cars together. He then took out his postcard to call Car Repairman.


    After the Car Repairman received the phone call, he rushed over and asked: "Sir, why have you called me here? "It can''t be that I haven''t fixed the fetus, right?"


    Hee Zhuolun''s gentle eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, and he stared at his face: "My car can''t catch fire."


    "Can''t light a fire?" Car Repairman frowned: "Can you let me try your car?"


    Hee Zhuolun didn''t notice anything strange from his face, so he merely gave a light grunt.


    Car Repairman got on the car to test the engine. After he found that the engine couldn''t fire the car, he got off the car and checked the hood. "Sir, there might be a problem with the engine."


    "Can it be fixed?"


    "That''s hard to say. If it''s not a big problem, we can fix it tomorrow."


    Hee Zhuolun planned to stay here for the night anyway, so he nodded his head: "I''ll trouble you to drag the car back to your shop to repair the engine first, if tomorrow I still can''t fix it by then, then I''ll think of another way."


    "Alright."


    Hee Zhuolun looked at the watch on his wrist. It was almost 12: 30, so he did not waste time talking to Car Repairman.


    When the Car Repairman saw him leave, he leaned against the carriage and heaved a sigh of relief.


    This man seemed gentle and gentle, but the sharp look in his eyes made him afraid to look directly at him.


    After the Car Repairman drove the other cars to drag Bentley back into the shop, he quickly pulled out the black plastic paper ball from the exhaust pipe.


    This was something that he had secretly stuffed in while Hee Zhuolun was on the phone. This way, the car could turn off the engine, so there were no problems with the engine and there was no need to repair the engine.


    Tomorrow, as long as he put the engine in a slightly more serious state and made a large amount of money from it, he would be able to make a decent profit for the next two months.


    Car Repairman was happy when he thought about it. He whistled and went to close the door for lunch, unaware of Lang Yan, who had given him a thousand yuan, watching his every move from the back.


    Lang Yan walked out of the corn field, looked at the place where Hee Zhuolun stood and smiled, then took out three hundred yuan and handed it over to the old man who had asked Hee Zhuolun to drive away: "Thank you old uncle."


    The old man took the money with a smile and continued to harvest his corn.


    Lang Yan got on his motorcycle and left the cornfield. He took the other road, in the direction of the farmhouse.

 C8

    However, Lang Yan chose to take a long way around the market, and directly arrived at the foot of the mountain where the farmhouse was located. After finding a place to park his car, he turned around and entered the market, and looked for Hee Zhuolun''s trace along the way.


    In the meantime, he bought a black cap for fifty dollars, covering most of his face. Very quickly, he found Hee Zhuolun who was handsome, had an outstanding temperament, was tall and straight, and was dressed in casual clothes, it was because this kind of person was very conspicuous walking amongst the crowd.


    Lang Yan carefully observed his surroundings. Seeing a patrol officer walk past, his eyes moved, he lowered his hat, borrowing the crowd to block his figure as he walked towards Hee Zhuolun.


    As he passed by, he bumped into him neither lightly nor heavily.


    It was normal for people to collide with each other in this place, but Hee Zhuolun immediately sensed that his right side''s pants were lighter.


    He quickly reached into his pants pocket, and sure enough, his wallet was missing.


    Hee Zhuolun''s reaction was extremely fast, he turned around and grabbed towards the person who touched him.


    The man seemed to know he was going to grab him, so he nimbly avoided his hand and stuffed his wallet back into it. However, the next second, his wrist was firmly grasped by someone else.


    Hee Zhuolun quickly raised his eyelids, seeing that the one holding him was actually Lang Yan, he squinted his gentle and sharp eyes: "It''s you ¡­"


    No matter where he went, he would always be able to meet this person.


    He was truly curious, how did Lang Yan know of his journey?


    Even if they found his itinerary, it would be impossible to know where he was today, because his itinerary for the past two days was blank.


    Lang Yan raised his lips at him, but suddenly, his expression changed and he angrily said: "How dare you steal my purse! Everyone, quickly look! Thief, there''s a thief here!"


    Immediately, it attracted a lot of people to spectate, wrapping Hee Zhuolun and him up until there was not even a drop of water left.


    Everyone felt both regret and disdain for seeing such a good-looking person with such temperament turning into a thief.


    Hee Zhuolun''s face did not change, his expression was still gentle and even felt that it was funny.


    He really didn''t know if this person was smart or stupid. He actually shouted like a thief to capture a thief.


    He had his ID card in his wallet, so all he had to do was open his wallet and the truth would come out.


    At this moment, two patrolling police officers squeezed in and loudly asked, "What happened here?"


    Lang Yan pointed to the purse in Hee Zhuolun''s hand and said: "Comrade Police, this person stole my purse."


    Hearing that, Hee Zhuolun frowned.


    The policeman looked at Lang Yan and then at Hee Zhuolun and then took the purse from Hee Zhuolun''s hands and said: "In order to confirm if there is anything wrong with stealing the purse, I need to open the purse and take a look."


    The police opened his wallet and took out his ID. The person in the photo was Lang Yan.


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun frowned, he realized that other than his identity card, even the credit card and VIP card were not his.


    But how could a person change everything in his wallet in just a few seconds?


    Unless...


    The wallet wasn''t his.


    The police put his ID back into his wallet and said to Lang Yan and the others: "Please come with us to the police station."


    Lang Yan agreed without hesitation.


    Hee Zhuolun glanced at Lang Yan and politely smiled to the policemen: "Mr. Police, before we go to the police station, can you guys also check his pockets and backpack, because after he crashed into me, my wallet was gone. Also, if you guys don''t believe me, you guys can check the recording in your hands."


    When everyone heard this, their gazes all landed on Lang Yan.

 C9

    Being stared at by everyone, Lang Yan did not panic at all. He casually spread out his hands: "I did not steal his wallet, if you do not believe me, you can check."


    The police did not search him when they saw how straightforward he was. "We''ll talk about it when we get back to the police station."


    Hee Zhuolun felt that his wallet must have been moved away by Lang Yan. Otherwise, Lang Yan would not be so magnanimous. Instead of letting the police search him, he turned and followed them to the police car.


    When the police saw that Hee Zhuolun was so self-aware, they did not have any intentions of running away, so they did not handcuff him either. They even arranged for him and Lang Yan to sit at the back of the police car.


    Hee Zhuolun sat in the police car, thinking about his good friend who was still waiting for him at the farmhouse to eat, he took out his phone. But, there was no signal on his phone.


    Lang Yan who was seated opposite to him saw him staring at his phone, and laughed: "Is there no signal?"


    Hee Zhuolun squinted at him: "You did it?"


    Lang Yan laughed without saying a word.


    Hee Zhuolun looked at the policeman sitting in front of him, he did not ask anymore questions, and even if he had asked, Lang Yan would not answer in front of the policemen.


    When they arrived at the police station, the police first checked Lang Yan''s backpack. After confirming that Hee Zhuolun''s wallet was not there, they began to interrogate and record his words.


    Hee Zhuolun directly stated his identity and emphasized that he definitely did not steal a person''s wallet. He also asked the police to check the market''s surveillance records to clear his innocence, and even asked them to answer the police''s questions after his lawyer arrived. Finally, he wanted them to help him inform the people who were eating at the farm house music to prove his identity.


    The police obviously could not refuse his request. This was a matter concerning his reputation, and also concerned the possibility of Hee Zhuolun being sentenced or not. Furthermore, Hee Zhuolun had claimed that he was the CEO of the Hee''s Group, so it was even more impossible for them to take care of this matter rashly.


    Since he did not manage to find out what happened, it was impossible for Lang Yan to leave. Thus, the police arranged for him to follow Hee Zhuolun to a chair in the corner and wait there.


    Seeing that the police had left, Hee Zhuolun opened his mouth: "Why?"


    Why frame him for stealing his wallet?


    What good would it do to Lang Yan if he was brought into the police station?


    Furthermore, the amount of money in his wallet was not enough for him to go to jail. Was it necessary to spend so much effort to buy a wallet that was identical to his own to frame him?


    "Why?" Lang Yan turned his head to look at him, "Turn off the recording on your phone and put your phone where I can see it, I''ll answer you."


    Seeing that his actions were seen through, Hee Zhuolun switched off the recording and placed the phone on the small table in front of him.


    Lang Yan smiled elegantly: "Actually there''s no reason, it''s just that I want to see if any of your Hee Family has ever entered the police station before, so I wanted you, a person with Hee Family, to come in and have a taste of what it feels like. Also, I have been extremely bored during this period of time.


    Hee Zhuolun said lightly: "Don''t tell me you are learning the thief profession?"


    "Maybe so. I learned so much in school that I can''t even remember what I majored in."


    Hee Zhuolun did not believe what the man was saying at all.


    Just then, a policewoman walked over, "Mr Hee, I''m really sorry, but there''s a problem with the internet and phone lines today. We can''t find out your identity on the internet, nor can we call your family and lawyers to inform them.


    Everyone in the police station knew about the famous Hee''s Group, but the CEO rarely appeared, and even if there was a blurry image, no one in the police station would know about Hee Zhuolun.


    However, the man in front of him had an extraordinary aura. Even if he wasn''t the CEO of Hee''s Group, he shouldn''t be a thief.


    If it really was a thief, then after entering the police station, he would probably lower his head and not dare to look at anyone, or he would feel regret and fear. He was not as calm as the man in front of him.


    Then, another policewoman walked over and said, "Mr Hee, there''s a problem with the surveillance room today. There are no surveillance records for today''s market."


    Hee Zhuolun looked at Lang Yan, and he knew very clearly who caused this problem.


    He smiled politely at the two policewomen. "Got it, thank you."


    Her charming smile immediately caused the two policewomen to blush.


    After they left, Hee Zhuolun said in a bland voice, "It seems that not only are you a professional thief, you''re also a professional in computers. You''re quite capable."


    Lang Yan laughed and said: "I am very happy to be praised by you, but I am even happier to see you locked up in the police station."


    Hee Zhuolun said with certainty: "You won''t have that chance."


    "Is that so?" Lang Yan''s smile did not change: "How did you deal with the gift box that I gave you today? Did he throw it away? Or did you take it back? "


    Hearing that he had suddenly changed the topic, Hee Zhuolun thought of something very quickly, and squinted his eyes: "Is there a problem with the box?"


    Lang Yan chuckled: "There''s no big problem, it''s just that it will interfere with your bodyguard team''s tracking device."


    Hee Zhuolun raised the center of his brows. "I really can''t underestimate you."


    After interfering with the tracking device, Uncle Wu and the rest did not know where he was.


    An hour later, the police officer who went to look for Hee Zhuolun''s friends returned. "Mr Hee, the Mr. Chai Tinghee you mentioned, and the others are not at the farmhouse, I asked the attendants there about it, they previously booked a private room and several rooms, but they checked out yesterday afternoon."


    "How is this possible?" Hee Zhuolun frowned, he had already made an appointment with Tinghee a few days ago, why did he not notify him when he checked out?


    He thought for a moment and asked, "Is the manager of the Farmer''s family in? He knows who I am, so you can invite him over. "


    The policeman shook his head. "The manager went home to rest yesterday. He won''t come to work until two days later."


    Lang Yan stood up while smiling: "In other words, no one can prove his identity, and I am not wrong, can I leave now?"


    "Who says no one can prove it?" Hee Zhuolun looked at him and said: "Mr Lang, did you forget that we are all living in the Villa District of the Imperial Garden and you are the neighbor opposite my house."


    Lang Yan looked at him apologetically: "Mr Hee, I''m really sorry. I think you got the wrong person.


    He had bought the villa, but it had not been registered in his name. Even if he had checked, he wouldn''t have been able to find it on him.


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    Lang Yan looked at the police officer: "Comrade Police, can I leave now?"


    The police said: "Mr Lang, you can leave, but the matter has not been thoroughly investigated, so I hope you can leave your contact details. Also, I hope that you can leave your ID card here temporarily."


    "No problem."


    Lang Yan quickly wrote down his phone number and the address of the hotel he was staying at. After passing by Hee Zhuolun, he suppressed his voice and laughed: "Just stay here and wait, I will come to visit you."


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    After Lang Yan left the police station, he returned to a small stall at the place where he wrongly accused Hee Zhuolun of stealing his purse. Using the movements of tying his shoelaces, he squatted down and quickly touched his wallet under the stall.


    He looked at his wallet and smiled slightly. After stealing Hee Zhuolun''s wallet, he quickly stuffed his wallet under the table of the stall, and then, he stuffed his wallet into Hee Zhuolun''s hands to frame Hee Zhuolun. That was why he couldn''t find his wallet on the police.


    Lang Yan kept his wallet and turned around to look for some good food at the farmhouse. After eating his fill, he went to rest in the farmhouse''s guest room, and only woke up at 8 PM in the evening to take a bath and eat dinner.


    Due to the village''s network and all sorts of signals being cut off by him, he was unable to watch TV or surf the internet. Thus, he could only sit on the sofa in a daze.


    Lang Yan unknowingly thought of Hee Zhuolun who was still in the police station. That red, swollen forehead and scuffed crotch made him laugh uncontrollably.


    When he came to, he picked up his car keys, wallet, and a work permit and left the town hall. He went to the night market and bought a lot of supper and went to the police station.


    As soon as he entered the room, he shouted, "It''s already midnight! It''s already midnight!"


    The police officers on duty all raised their heads. After smelling the fragrance, they all gathered around. When they saw the big and small bags of midnight snacks, they all exclaimed, "So many midnight snacks?"


    They opened it and saw that it was not a barbecue, but fried noodles, porridge, and various other snacks. It made them, the police, salivate.


    The police officer with the fastest hands immediately picked up a barbecue skewer and stuffed it into his mouth.


    The cautious police saw that Lang Yan did not have a police uniform, and asked: "Why have I not seen you before, you are new here?"


    Lang Yan laughed, "Yes, I just arrived today."


    "Why haven''t I heard of any new colleagues?" The cautious policeman turned to the others. "Have you heard?"


    Everyone shook their heads. "No."


    "Haven''t you heard?" Lang Yan remained calm: "Maybe it''s because I called the Little Allied Police today, that''s why the higher ups didn''t have the time to tell you."


    He picked up his work card and waved it in front of them. "This is my work card."


    When everyone saw his work pass, they thought that no matter how bold the other party was, he would not pretend to be a police officer and wander around in front of the police. Thus, they no longer suspected him and thanked Lang Yan for his midnight snack and called the other policemen over to eat supper.


    Seeing that everyone was fighting over food, Lang Yan took out another bag of supper and quietly left the office, heading towards the building at the back of the building.


    It was late and quiet, and the night shift had gone to the office for supper.


    Lang Yan saw that there was only one room with lights on, so he walked over. However, the door was locked from the outside, which meant that there was someone inside.


    He turned and walked around to the back of the building. The window of the brightly lit room was open, and he went to the window and looked in. The room was small, but very empty, with only a table and a chair.


    Lang Yan couldn''t help but laugh when he saw the handsome man resting with his eyes closed.


    Hee Zhuolun was indeed locked up here.


    After all, it was impossible for the police to bring a person to the interrogation room or any other cell without a clear investigation.


    Lang Yan''s gaze turned towards the two steamed buns and a bottle of mineral water on the table. His smile was even wider.


    "Since you''re here, why aren''t you saying anything?" The man in the chair suddenly spoke up.

 C10

    Lang Yan smiled as he walked out, "Mr Hee, I''ve come to visit you. You don''t seem to be doing well here."


    Hee Zhuolun slowly opened his eyes, "Thanks to you, for the first time in my life, I have tasted being locked up and unable to leave."


    He could not contact his family or friends here, nor could his family members find him. He was still locked in the small room, and was unable to escape as if he was isolated from the world.


    Lang Yan laughed and asked: Isn''t this place good? "At least you don''t have to worry about someone coming to the police station to assassinate you."


    He placed one of the midnight snacks in his hand on the window. "Don''t think too much about it. Come, come over for supper. I''ve bought you one."


    Hee Zhuolun raised his eyebrows, stood up and walked to the window. Seeing that the snack box was filled with barbecue, he frowned: "Since you know about my trip, you probably understand my preferences, you know that I don''t eat spicy food."


    Lang Yan took a bite of the barbecue, "For someone like you who has too much control over your emotions, you should eat more chili peppers to relax. There''s a good saying, ''It''s so hot that you can''t take care of yourself, only then will you be unable to feel refreshed''.


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    Lang Yan saw that he was not moving, and laughed: "I never thought that a dignified CEO like you would be afraid of Chili Pepper?"


    Hee Zhuolun remained unmoved: "Your provocation is useless."


    "Do I need to provoke you? It''s you who''s hungry, not me. " Lang Yan drank his water while eating and sighed: "It''s so spicy, it would be even better if there was wine. Are you sure you don''t want to eat it?"


    After Hee Zhuolun ate breakfast this morning, he hesitated as he smelled the fragrance of the roasted meat. Finally, he picked up one of the beef skewers and elegantly took a bite.


    Lang Yan laughed and asked: "How is it? The taste isn''t bad, right? "


    Hee Zhuolun pursed his lips: "That''s right."


    It was just too spicy.


    Sweat started to appear on his forehead, but it was indeed very spicy. He didn''t know if it was because he was too hungry, but he felt like he wanted to eat more and more.


    Lang Yan laughed.


    "Tell me, how did you know I was coming to Dragoncry Village?" Hee Zhuolun took out his phone from his pocket and placed it on the windowsill, indicating that he did not turn on the recording.


    Lang Yan stopped to eat: "Although your schedule for the past two days is blank and you are unable to find out what you are going to do in the next two days, but, under circumstances where there is no schedule, it is usually during the break period to rest. Then, during the rest period, you will usually do two things: one is to stay at home and ask your friends to go out to relax, so I will look for your good friends. Although your good friends did not meet each other, they have something in common. They all want to go out today, and their destinations are the same, so based on the distance between them and the place they want to go, it''s very possible that their final destination will be Dragon''s Roar Village.


    Hee Zhuolun thought that this man was quite clever, "Then why didn''t my friend come to play at the farm? "It shouldn''t be you ¡­"


    He stopped there as a sharp light flashed in his eyes.


    Lang Yan took a bite and continued: I didn''t do anything to them, I just used the software to change the phone number to your phone number the day before yesterday, then used the software to change the voice to become your voice, then called your friend and had him change the place for dinner.


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun asked again: "My car had an abortion, and I can''t get it going at the back, could it be that you were the one who did it?"


    He had felt there was something wrong with the car when it had an abortion.


    As Lang Yan ate the meat, he did not reply, so it was considered as a tacit agreement that he was the one who did this.


    After all, he was the one who told Car Repairman to place the glass fragments at the entrance of the village, made Car Repairman plug the exhaust pipe with a black plastic bag, and made Hee Zhuolun lose his vehicle.


    However, for a smart and cautious person like Hee Zhuolun, he would definitely realize that something was wrong with Car Repairman. However, because Hee Zhuolun was waiting outside the maintenance store to watch the Car Repairman train, his pupils immediately dilated and his pupils contracted after being exposed to the sun for a long time. When he was looking at the black exhaust pipe, his pupils did not contract as fast, so he could not see that there was a plastic bag inside the exhaust pipe.


    Hee Zhuolun said softly.


    Lang Yan asked: "Aren''t you angry?"


    Hee Zhuolun asked him: "Is there any use in getting angry?"


    With his current situation, after getting angry, he wouldn''t be able to do anything to Lang Yan.


    Lang Yan laughed, he looked at his watch, and saw that there were still two minutes left before 12: 00 PM: Mr Hee, go turn off the lights in the room.


    Hee Zhuolun asked: "What are you trying to do?"


    "I''ll tell you when it''s off."


    Hee Zhuolun hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked to the door and turned off the light in the room.

 C11 Wish

    The room darkened and a red light shone outside the window.


    Following that, Hee Zhuolun heard someone sing, "I wish you a happy birthday, I wish you a happy birthday, I wish you a happy birthday, I wish you a happy birthday!"


    He turned around and saw Lang Yan standing outside with a small triangular cake with a candle stuck in it. Lang Yan smiled at him and said, "Happy birthday, Mr Hee."


    Hee Zhuolun''s eyes flashed a little.


    The date of birth on his ID card and the date of birth on the household register were intentionally written down three months earlier, so few people knew his real birthday.


    The reason they came to Dragon Roar Village today was because Tinghee and the others wanted to celebrate his birthday. This was also why he didn''t bring any bodyguards with him. He didn''t want any bodyguards to ruin the time he spent with his friends.


    However, he did not expect Lang Yan to actually know his real birthday.


    Lang Yan saw that Hee Zhuolun was standing there in a daze, and immediately urged him: "Mr Hee, why don''t you come over and make your wish, the candles are going to go out, and the cake will melt, and it won''t taste good."


    Hee Zhuolun regained his senses and walked over to the window to look at the untouched cake.


    Lang Yan thought that he was worried that Hee Zhuolun would be tricked and promised, "Mr Hee, don''t worry, I will definitely not throw the cake at you while you are wishing with my eyes closed."


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    He watched the candle burn halfway down, closing his eyes for a few seconds before opening them again.


    Lang Yan immediately asked him: "What wish did you make?"


    Hee Zhuolun raised his eyebrows, "Didn''t you say that once you said your wish, you would not be able to achieve it?"


    "That depends on what wishes you have, like you want me to punch you, but if you don''t tell me, how can I help you?"


    Hee Zhuolun laughed but at the same time, he was furious: "Who would agree to such a wish?"


    "I''ve already said something like that."


    Hee Zhuolun looked at him and slowly withdrew his smile, "My wish is to leave this place as soon as possible."


    Lang Yan laughed and said: "No problem, I can help you achieve your wish for this."


    Hee Zhuolun squinted, and continued: "Then, go kill a person called Lang Yan."


    Lang Yan''s smile did not change: "Mr Hee, I''m really sorry, but I''m afraid this wish of yours cannot be fulfilled."


    He passed the cake through the iron window. "Blow the candle, or the candle will go out and the wish to go out will not come true."


    Hee Zhuolun did not move.


    "If you don''t want to boast, then I will boast. After I do, I might wish for Lang Yan to kill a person called Hee Zhuolun."


    After Lang Yan finished, he handed his head over.


    Seeing that, Hee Zhuolun lowered his head and blew the candle out, as if he was unable to fulfil his wish.


    Lang Yan laughed.


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun''s forehead had a few black lines, he never thought that he, too, would have such a childish day.


    Lang Yan took out a fork and gave it to Hee Zhuolun: "Eat the cake."


    Hee Zhuolun looked at him, received the fork, and forked a piece of cake into his mouth. The cake was very soft, melting as soon as it entered his mouth. It had an ice-cold feel to it, which should have been something that Lang Yan bought from the ice shelf in the cake shop.


    Both of Lang Yan''s hands rested on the window sill, and he asked with a smile: "Mr Hee, did you feel like it was a great surprise tonight? Is it the most special birthday I''ve ever had in my life? "


    Hee Zhuolun glanced at him but did not reply.


    A birthday in the police station, how could it not be special?


    After he ate more than half of it, Lang Yan continued, "When I came here earlier and saw that the door was locked from the outside, how did you solve the biological problem? There''s no bathroom here, how did you break it? "


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    Lang Yan looked at the bottle on the table and asked: "Are you going to fill it with a bottle?"


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    "Even if it can be stored in a bottle, what about the big one? What are you going to do? The mouth of the bottle is so small, it definitely won''t be able to contain the things that you pulled out. "


    Hee Zhuolun was too lazy to answer these meaningless questions.


    However, Lang Yan looked at Hee Zhuolun worriedly: "Mr Hee, don''t you remain silent. Do you know that I''m really worried that you won''t be able to find the solution to the problem?


    Hearing that, Hee Zhuolun''s body froze.

 C12 You will Regret It

    "Right." Lang Yan thought about something and his eyes lit up. He picked up the bag containing the midnight snacks and handed it over to Hee Zhuolun as he smiled and said, "Mr Hee can use them to store the filth you vent out. No matter what, the opening of the box and the opening of the bag are bigger than the opening of the bottle, so it will definitely be more convenient to use them."


    Actually, he hadn''t drugged the cake at all. The reason he lied to Hee Zhuolun was to tease him, to see this man remove his gentle side and reveal an angry look.


    Hee Zhuolun glanced at him coldly, then forked another piece of cake before placing it in his mouth once again. He chewed on it carefully, as if he wanted to taste what the cake was made from, and only after he had finished eating did he place the paper plate and fork on the windowsill.


    Seeing that he had finished the cake, Lang Yan guessed that Hee Zhuolun must have seen through his lies. After all, he was the heir to the Hee Family, so he must have trained here since young.


    He smiled. "You''re welcome."


    Hee Zhuolun took out a white handkerchief from his pockets and wiped his mouth gracefully. Looking at the work permit hanging around Lang Yan''s neck, he sneered.


    The person in front of him did not look like a police officer, but a young master from a Wealthy Class family. However, there was no one from the Wealthy Class with the surname ''Lang'' in the Wealthy Class B city.


    Lang Yan looked at the work badge in front of his chest: "From Mr Hee''s tone, it seems you don''t believe that I''m a police officer."


    Hee Zhuolun did not answer and slowly folded his handkerchief. When the handkerchief was folded into a small triangle, he suddenly stopped his hands, looked at the leftovers on the windowsill and said: "Mr Lang, I''ll have to trouble you to take these away when you leave."


    Lang Yan asked: "Mr Hee, are you sure you don''t need to leave the box and bag behind?"


    "Thanks, but no thanks."


    "You will regret it." Lang Yan chuckled as he picked up the barbeque stick that he had eaten earlier and returned it to the bag.


    Suddenly, a beautiful big hand grabbed his wrist.


    Lang Yan raised his head, looked at the owner of the hand, and laughed: "Mr Hee, could it be that you have changed your mind?"


    Hee Zhuolun smiled, and quickly pressed a few buttons on his phone. Following that, a ferocious barking sound came out from the phone, sounding exceptionally loud in the quiet night: "This is the Hee Family''s wolf dog bark, does it sound fierce?"


    Lang Yan raised his eyebrows, following that, the police dogs that were locked up not too far away also started to bark, as if they saw criminals. Their screams were extremely loud, and the entire station was filled with the barking of dogs, which quickly caught the attention of the police.


    "Mr Lang, I believe we will soon find out whether you are a police officer or not."


    "Is that so?"


    Lang Yan tried to struggle free from Hee Zhuolun''s hands, but the other party had a lot of strength, and the more he struggled, the tighter he was grabbed, and it was impossible for him to struggle free.


    Hee Zhuolun heard the messy footsteps and smiled even wider: "Mr Lang, the police are coming over."


    Lang Yan did not panic at all, he extended his other hand and struck at Hee Zhuolun.


    Hee Zhuolun had already expected him to do this, and quickly grabbed onto his hand.


    Lang Yan smiled, "Mr Hee, you have to hold on tight."


    He quickly pushed his leg against the wall and pulled forcefully, pulling Hee Zhuolun over.


    Unprepared, Hee Zhuolun crashed into the protective window, but his hands still held onto Lang Yan tightly.


    Lang Yan did not take the opportunity to struggle free. On the contrary, he even went closer and kissed Hee Zhuolun''s lips with lightning speed.


    Hee Zhuolun was startled, but as if he was electrocuted, he quickly let go of Lang Yan and angrily said: "Lang Yan, you ¡­."

 C13 Youre Dead

    Lang Yan saw the anger in his eyes, and smiled. He took his phone and turned it off, and said: "Mr Hee, this is my first kiss that was preserved for 26 years, you must cherish it well."


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    Being kissed by a man, what was there to treasure? However, the other party''s lips were very soft and his actions were very light, like a dragonfly touching the water, leaving immediately. It gave him a feeling of intimacy with a kitten, it was itchy, but also brought along a hint of teasing and electricity.


    Thinking about it, Hee Zhuolun''s face darkened.


    He was actually reminiscing about the kiss that wasn''t considered a kiss.


    "Since Mr Hee does not want to use such a despicable thing to free himself, then I will throw it away."


    Lang Yan returned the phone to Hee Zhuolun, picked up the bag on the windowsill and threw it into the trash can. Then, he hid in the darkness and waited for the police to run past before coming out and leaving the police station.


    Hee Zhuolun still stood by the window, and only after the outside had recovered its tranquility, did he turn around and sit back down. Suddenly, a wave of pain came from his abdomen, like the waves of a sea. It was extremely uncomfortable and he even wanted to go to the toilet to relieve himself.


    "Damn it."


    He was sure that the cake had not been drugged, so how could his stomach ache?


    Hee Zhuolun touched his aching abdomen, and looked around the empty room. He unconsciously thought about the box and bag Lang Yan mentioned, and his mouth twitched violently. "Lang Yan, you''re dead for sure."


    This was the first time in his life that he had felt such pain in the stomach. Repeatedly, it was comparable to a pregnant woman giving birth to a child, but as long as the pregnant woman tried her best to give birth, he had to hold it in.


    The night outside was getting darker, and the sunrise was still a long time away. It was so long that to someone who had resolved all three emergencies, it was as if the night passed like a year.


    Hee Zhuolun could no longer sit still. He had to use the method that caused the disturbance to call the police over, only then would he go to the toilet and solve the problem.


    When morning approached, his stomach finally stopped. At this moment, his face was as dark as it could be.


    When it was half past eight, the door of the room was suddenly opened by someone. The police officer who walked in saw Hee Zhuolun calmly sitting on a chair and immediately walked over: "Mr Hee, I''m really sorry, the people in the Bureau do not know your identity, so they closed you up. Please forgive them."


    Hee Zhuolun indifferently swept a glance at him, but did not make a sound.


    The policeman continued: We had already investigated yesterday, and it was a misunderstanding. This morning, the Mr Lang, who mistook you for a thief, came to the police station with your wallet, and said that the wallet fell out when the two of them collided yesterday, and your wallet fell into the corner of a stall, and Mr Lang''s wallet was picked up by you. Coincidentally, the two of you also share the same wallet, so Mr Lang thought that you were a thief. After that, Mr Lang left the police station, returned to the place where you met to buy stuff, and accidentally found your wallet, only then did he realize that he had caused such a huge misunderstanding.


    Hearing this explanation, Hee Zhuolun laughed, got up and walked out of the room. When he arrived at the office building, he saw that Lang Yan was doing some formalities.


    When Lang Yan saw Hee Zhuolun, he immediately smiled and greeted him. "Mr Hee, good morning.


    Hee Zhuolun didn''t say anything. He took back his wallet, turned around and walked out of the police station and immediately stopped a taxi.


    Seeing that, Lang Yan quickly followed.

 C14 Elder Brother

    Hee Zhuolun got on the car and said to the driver: "To City B."


    The driver looked hesitant, "Sir, this place is 80 kilometers away from B City, the price ¡­"


    Without waiting for him to finish, Hee Zhuolun took out two thousand yuan and passed it to him: "Is that enough?"


    "Enough, enough."


    The driver smilingly stretched out his hand, but was stopped before he could receive the money.


    He looked out the window at the passenger seat. A young man was looking at the guest in the back seat with disappointment. "Sir, you ¡­"


    Lang Yan didn''t bother with the driver and directly took away the money from Hee Zhuolun''s hands. He said depressingly: "Brother, I just bailed you out from the police station, why did you lie with fake money again? You really disappoint me?"


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    It was a kind voice, but who was his brother?


    The driver''s face fell.


    Counterfeit currency?


    He had been driving for many years and hated people who paid him with fake money.


    These people were even more repulsive than those who did not give money, because even if he could not tell whether the money was real or fake, he still needed to find money to give to the customers, which was equivalent to him spending money to buy a guest car, causing him to suffer heavy losses.


    The driver remembered that the man in the backseat had indeed come out from the police station, so he said coldly, "Sir, I''m really sorry, my car didn''t go far, please find another car."


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun looked at the driver, "You haven''t confirmed the authenticity of the money and you rejected the offer to carry the passenger. Have you ever thought that you might miss a chance to earn money?"


    The driver would rather make a mistake than be deceived. However, he was worried that the other party would retaliate, so he didn''t make a sound to avoid offending the other party.


    Seeing that he was not driving, Hee Zhuolun got off.


    The driver quickly drove away.


    Lang Yan smiled as he passed the money back to Hee Zhuolun. "Brother, your money, please keep it."


    Hee Zhuolun swept his gaze across him indifferently and took back the money. After confirming that the money was not changed into counterfeit currency, he put it back in his wallet and said: "The police station is right in front of us, aren''t you worried that I would find the police to verify the truth and accuse you of framing me?"


    Lang Yan replied, "When you chose to get off the car, you probably thought about it before saying anything." "When you chose to get off the car, you probably thought about it, and when you weren''t paying attention, it was very possible that I would exchange my real money for more than ten thousand counterfeit coins. This way, you would be investigated for criminal responsibility, and once again invited back to the police station for tea.


    Hee Zhuolun immediately asked him: "Then what do you want to do by leaving me in the Dragon Cry Village?"


    "I don''t want to do anything. I just feel that you''ve come all the way to Dragoncry Village. Why don''t you finish today''s birthday before you go back? Otherwise, wouldn''t this just be a wasted trip?" Lang Yan took out a piece of white paper from his pocket. "See, I''ve already arranged all these in preparation for your birthday, how about you just stay one more day for me to fulfill your wish last night?"


    It would have been fine if he hadn''t mentioned last night, but once he did, he immediately attracted a stern look.


    Hee Zhuolun looked at the white paper.


    It was written on the white paper that they would have their breakfast at 9 in the morning, that they would have their breakfast at 11 in the afternoon, that they would go to the hot spring at 2 in the afternoon, that they would eat dinner at the night market at 6, and that they would go to see the lights at 10 in the evening.


    "Morning feast?" Hee Zhuolun muttered.


    He looked pretty good.


    Lang Yan could see that he was interested in his own arrangements. He put his hand on Yue Yang''s shoulder and said, "Come, let''s go eat breakfast."


    Hee Zhuolun looked at his eternally smiling face and suddenly, the corner of his mouth hooked up.

 C15 Hegemony

    No matter who heard the word breakfast, they would think that it was a very tall and noble breakfast banquet. Even Hee Zhuolun thought so too.


    He thought he would be sitting in a secluded restaurant, enjoying all kinds of delicious meals. However, the fact was ¡­


    Hee Zhuolun silently looked at the sea of people and the noisy market entrance until the N th time fly passed in front of him. He could not help but ask: "Where''s the breakfast?"


    Lang Yan pointed to the small white truck beside the entrance of the market: "Over there."


    The box of the truck had been modified. Both the left side and the back side were open for business, forming a small shop. On the left side, there was a red sign with the words'' porridge cart ''written on it.


    Under the car, there were a few tables and chairs for the guests to sit down and eat breakfast. However, a middle-aged man put them away as if he was preparing to pack up his stall.


    Hee Zhuolun asked: Have some porridge?


    Lang Yan looked at him: "Did you have a stomach attack last night? "Look at how ugly your face is, so, eating congee is the best, it can warm up your stomach."


    Hee Zhuolun squinted, "You should really be in the cake ¡­"


    Lang Yan interrupted him: "It''s because your stomach wasn''t good to begin with, but last night you ate barbeque skewers with chili sauce on it along with an ice-cold cake. So, it''s very easy to cause your stomach to feel uncomfortable. "Well, did you regret not letting me take the bag and the box last night?"


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    Lang Yan raised his hand and looked at his watch: "It''s almost time, let''s go and buy some porridge."


    Hee Zhuolun looked at the market full of wet leaves and flies. He really didn''t want to go with Lang Yan, but when he saw that Lang Yan had to look at the time to buy porridge, he felt that he must be scheming on something.


    The ones selling porridge on the carriage were four women, one of them was in charge of serving the porridge, the other two were in charge of packing for the customers, and the last one was in charge of collecting money. They were extremely skilled in their movements, and the group of over twenty people quickly reached Lang Yan''s side.


    Lang Yan quickly said: "Boss, I want two servings for each type of porridge, packed ones. Also, I also want 19 youtiao, 19 cups of soy milk and 19 buns."


    Hearing that, the person in charge of filling the porridge immediately filled the porridge. The person in charge of packing the porridge first finished packing the steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and soy milk. However, the counting women were not so fast. Because the price of each type of porridge was different, besides adding up the two pieces of the porridge, they also had to add up all the money for the porridge, youtiao, steamed buns, and soy milk.


    Just in case she made a mistake, she did the calculation twice. Just as she was preparing to make the total account, someone suddenly shouted, "The Town Security is here, let''s go."


    In an instant, the entrance to the market was in chaos. The people who were setting up the stalls looked like they were fleeing for their lives. They hurriedly packed up all the things they needed to leave with, and even the four women in the car became extremely nervous.


    The woman who was in charge of collecting money quickly used the computer to calculate the money, at the same time, she asked the middle-aged man, "Old Zhang, are the tables and chairs ready?"


    Old Zhang replied, "Yes, I will drive away now."


    The woman in charge of receiving the money quickly calculated the total amount of money Lang Yan earned from buying the porridge. "Sir, it''s a total of four hundred and fifty-seven yuan."


    "Alright, wait a moment."


    Lang Yan handed the porridge in his hand to Hee Zhuolun, rummaged through his pockets, but was unable to find his wallet: Strange, where is my purse?


    He took off his backpack and rummaged through it.


    The woman who was collecting money saw that the Town Security was getting closer and closer: "Sir, did you find the wallet?"


    Lang Yan revealed an apologetic look: "Not yet, I''ll trouble you to wait a little longer."


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    He clearly saw the wallet.


    Old Zhang, who was at the front, couldn''t wait any longer and started the car.


    The woman who was collecting money quickly shouted, "Old Zhang, wait a minute, I haven''t received the money yet."


    Old Zhang shouted anxiously, "Is the porridge more important, or is the car more important?"


    It was only a few hundred dollars worth of money, but if they were stopped by the Town Security, their small truck would be taken away. At that time, it wouldn''t be a matter of several hundred dollars to get their car out.


    The woman glared at Lang Yan who was still looking for his wallet. When they were almost 50 metres away, she heard someone shout from behind, "Boss, I found his wallet, don''t go away, I still haven''t given you my money."


    The woman looked over and saw the man who had bought their porridge waving at them with his wallet.


    Hee Zhuolun looked at the smiling Lang Yan and the corner of his mouth twitched.


    If he really wanted to pay, he would have already taken out his wallet or chased after him to give him the money instead of standing on the spot and waving his wallet with a smile.

 C16 Largest Longevity Star

    Lang Yan only let go of his hands after seeing the car, and said with a sigh: "There are many good people in this world. To not take our money after buying so many breakfasts, truly is a good person!"


    Hee Zhuolun scoffed, "You specially calculated the time that the Town Security would prepare to buy porridge, and intentionally ordered two portions of each porridge. Since you want 19 servings of youtiao, buns, and soy milk, don''t you want the owner to not be able to calculate the sum of money for the porridge in a short amount of time, and then, drag it all the way until the Town Security arrives, you don''t need to pay the bill anymore."


    Lang Yan''s smile grew wider: "I never thought that Mr Hee would see through me. That''s right, I really don''t want to pay the bill. Not only that, I also plan to not pay a single cent today, and also let you eat your fill and play well."


    "You do this a lot?"


    Lang Yan''s expression slightly froze, and only after one or two seconds did he reply: "What is it? The matter of buying porridge without paying? Yeah, I used to do that, but... "


    He pointed at his brain. "I''ve always wanted to do these things in my mind, but I''ve never had the opportunity to do so before."


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun noticed that Lang Yan''s smile had receded, as if his words reminded him of something unpleasant.


    "Let''s go and find a place to eat breakfast."


    Lang Yan took the breakfast from Hee Zhuolun''s hands and brought him to the resting area of a nearby company. He then filled up the entire table with his breakfast, "Mr Hee, does this look like you''re having an early breakfast? There are all kinds of porridge here for you to choose from. It''s a pity that there''s one less waiter here, so let me be your waiter. Mr Hee, do you want to drink the porridge? "I still want some fish and peanuts, eel porridge, bone roasting porridge, beef porridge, chicken porridge ¡­"


    Hee Zhuolun looked at the porridge in front of him: "Are you sure Mr Lang wants my waiter?"


    "Of course, who asked the Mr Hee to be the longevity star today? The longevity star is the biggest."


    Hee Zhuolun smiled, "Since Mr Lang wants to serve me, if I reject again, it won''t make sense."


    Lang Yan came to Bao Zhuolun''s side and opened the disposable container for the porridge. He took out a small plastic spoon and placed it in front of Hee Zhuolun, politely smiling: "Mr Hee, please enjoy your meal."


    With his elegant smile and bearing, it was obvious that he was well-groomed, as if he had been trained since he was young.


    Hee Zhuolun raised his eyebrows, picked up a small spoon, casually scooped a spoonful of chicken porridge and put it in his mouth.


    Lang Yan took out a tissue and asked: "Mr Hee, do you like the taste of the porridge?"


    Hee Zhuolun took a tissue and gently wiped the corner of his mouth: "The porridge hasn''t been cooked long enough, and it''s not thin enough either. The ingredients in the porridge have not been processed well either, resulting in even the chicken meat not being chewed properly."


    "Looks like Mr Hee is very dissatisfied with this porridge. Tomorrow morning, I will find the Town Security manager and ''fire off'' the five chefs."


    These words made Hee Zhuolun chuckle: "It''s not easy for these five chefs to seek life, there''s no need to ''fire'' them. If Mr Lang wants me to have no objections to this porridge, you can use another method to satisfy me."


    "Mr Hee wants to ¡­"


    Hee Zhuolun curled his lips, scooped up a piece of trash, and put it in his mouth. He chewed it for a bit, then spat it back into his spoon: "If Mr Lang can eat this piece of trash, then we won''t pursue the matter with the porridge."


    Lang Yan, "..."


    If it weren''t for the fact that he had made Hee Zhuolun miserable yesterday, he wouldn''t have brought Hee Zhuolun to eat porridge to nourish his stomach.


    Hee Zhuolun saw that he did not move, and mocked: "Mr Lang, didn''t you say that longevity stars are the largest? "Why, are you unable to fulfill such a small request?"

 C17 This Is Great

    Lang Yan looked at the mixed chicken that had teeth marks, smiled and bent down, eating the mixed chicken in his mouth, chewing on it carefully: "The mixed chicken that has Mr Hee''s saliva is different, the taste is sweet, delicious."


    Hee Zhuolun squinted his eyes: "Really? "Then you have to eat a few more pieces. Otherwise, you won''t have the chance to do so in the future."


    He threw away the spoon that Lang Yan had eaten and changed it to a new one, but Lang Yan took it away instead: "I think the reason that Mr Hee is unsatisfied is not only because the porridge is not good, but also because I have not served it well enough, so, Mr Hee, let me feed you first."


    He sat beside Hee Zhuolun, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and handed it over to Hee Zhuolun. However, when he was about to speak, he suddenly stopped.


    "Oh right, the porridge is too hot. It needs blowing." The young man took a deep breath, then he quickly aimed at the spoon and blew forcefully, causing the rice grains in the porridge to fly out towards Hee Zhuolun.


    Hee Zhuolun''s smile froze on his face.


    Good, very good.


    It was the first time anyone had dared to blow porridge on his face.


    "Mr Lang, your lung capacity is not bad."


    "Thank you for your praise." As if he didn''t see the grain on Hee Zhuolun''s face, Lang Yan smiled and placed the spoon next to Hee Zhuolun''s mouth: "Mr Hee, you can drink now."


    Hee Zhuolun saw that there were only a few drops of porridge left on the spoon, and lowered his head to drink, following that, he picked up the other spoon, scooped up the hottest, most scalding porridge water at the bottom of the lunchbox, and stuffed it into Lang Yan''s mouth: "Mr Lang, don''t just focus on feeding me, you should also drink some porridge."


    Lang Yan frowned, but still smiled and drank the porridge in his mouth, enduring the heat, he picked up the youtiao and bit off a big chunk of it, then handed it to Hee Zhuolun: "Mr Hee, eat some fried dough sticks, the porridge with the youtiao will taste the best."


    Hee Zhuolun looked at the youtiao that was stained with porridge and the corners of his eyes twitched.


    He had never eaten anything that anyone else had bitten.


    Seeing him open his mouth, Lang Yan quickly stuffed the youtiao in.


    Seeing the smile in Lang Yan''s eyes, Hee Zhuolun squinted his eyes, picked up the straw and inserted it into the soy milk, directly dropping it into Lang Yan''s nose.


    Lang Yan was startled. "You ¡­"


    "Mr Lang has said so much, drink soy milk to clear his mouth."


    Hee Zhuolun suddenly squeezed hard into the soy milk cup, and the soy milk immediately entered Lang Yan''s nostrils through the straw.


    Lang Yan dodged quickly, but there were still some soy milk that entered his throat, making him cough continuously, and he almost could not hold back from bursting out.


    This man was indeed not as gentle as he appeared to be.


    Hee Zhuolun smiled, "Mr Lang, I am so sorry. My eyes aren''t good, and I treated you as my mouth."


    Lang Yan choked until his face was red, and waved his hand: "It''s alright, Mr Hee doesn''t have to blame himself."


    When his breathing had gone smoothly, he reached out to grab Hee Zhuolun''s shoulder and patted it, saying: "I realized that although the porridge in this shop isn''t good, the soy milk is still pretty good."


    Lang Yan reached out his other hand towards Hee Zhuolun''s table and opened the soya-bean milk cup with one hand.


    Hee Zhuolun was alarmed, he stared intently at the soy milk, guessing that Lang Yan might directly throw it at him.


    Unexpectedly, when Lang Yan withdrew his hand, his elbow knocked over the two bowls of porridge in front of Hee Zhuolun.


    Hee Zhuolun''s reaction was extremely fast, he opened his legs and quickly stood up. However, he was pushed back into the chair by the hand on his shoulder, and at the same time, the porridge was poured onto his crotch.


    "Aiya, look at how careless I am. Mr Hee, I''m really sorry." Lang Yan hurriedly took out a tissue and wiped Hee Zhuolun''s crotch with it. "Mr Hee, are you alright?


    With his method of rubbing it, it was either scalded or damaged.


    Hee Zhuolun''s face was dark and cold.


    At this time, a tender child''s voice at the side asked, "Big sister, what are these two uncles doing?"


    "Basis!"


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    Lang Yan, "..."

 C18 Dear

    It was only then that Hee Zhuolun and Lang Yan noticed that there were a lot of people looking at them. Some of them had curious expressions, some of them shook their heads and sighed, while some of them looked down on them.


    In their eyes, two men were feeding each other shamelessly in front of the crowd, and they were even smiling sweetly to show their love.


    "Darling, look at you, your face is full of porridge. Here, let me wipe it off for you." Lang Yan ignored everyone''s words and picked up a tissue to wipe Hee Zhuolun''s crotch. However, the more he wiped the porridge on his face, the more he wiped.


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    This man is deliberately misleading.


    "Truly disgraceful."


    Most of the people who came to do morning exercises in the park were old people. They couldn''t bear to watch this any longer, so they turned around and left.


    Lang Yan then threw away the tissue in his hand: "I have a set of clothes in my bag. After I finish eating breakfast, you can go to the bathroom in the park to change."


    He had finally managed to get her to stay, but he couldn''t just force her to leave like this.


    Hee Zhuolun was in a sorry state, he did not have the mood to eat breakfast, so he directly went to the bathroom to wash his face.


    Lang Yan followed along and went into the bathroom. He took out a set of clothes from his backpack and placed it on his phone: "I''ll wait for you outside."


    Hee Zhuolun did not speak, he quietly looked at himself in the mirror whose face was filled with porridge. After Lang Yan went out, he suddenly sneered, and felt that his and Lang Yan''s actions just now were like two children who loved to play. They did not give in, and also did not admit defeat.


    He really didn''t know why he had become like this. Where had he run off to, to the point where he had once been so proud and self-contained?


    He regained his senses, lowered his head and washed his face and hair clean, then picked up the clothes Lang Yan left on his drying phone and walked towards the bathroom.


    Suddenly, something fell out of the clothes with a "pa la" sound.


    Hee Zhuolun lowered his head and saw a black key and an anti-theft tool fall into his hands.


    He bent over and picked it up, guessing that it was probably Lang Yan''s motorcycle keys. It was just that, when he put the keys into his backpack, he accidentally threw it inside his clothes, which was why he gave the keys along with the clothes to him.


    After changing his clothes, he took out all of the things in his wallet and placed them on the left side of his pants pocket. His empty wallet was placed on the right side of his pants, and then, he walked out of the bathroom.


    Seeing Hee Zhuolun coming out, Lang Yan laughed: "It''s pretty fitting."


    The two of them were around the same height. Furthermore, he had given Hee Zhuolun a sportswear which made him look extremely loose.


    Hee Zhuolun asked: "Where are we going next?"


    "I''ll take you to hunt. Oh right, where are your clothes from before?"


    "Throw it away."


    "Eldest Young Master is indeed Eldest Young Master, what a waste. Do you know that one of your clothes is equivalent to a full year''s salary for others?"


    "Right now, the clothes are still in the bathroom, do you want Mr Lang to go in and take them away?"


    "Forget it, just treat it as donating it to a cleaner."


    Lang Yan brought Hee Zhuolun and left the park towards the market.


    The market was as lively as it was yesterday, it was crowded with people and cars. Lang Yan and Hee Zhuolun were hit by people several times and stepped on by people several times.


    When they passed through the market and reached the foot of the mountain, Hee Zhuolun suddenly stopped and said, "I want to go to the restroom."


    Lang Yan raised his brows, "We are all men, you can find a place to settle it."


    Hee Zhuolun''s face was gloomy, after a moment, he found it difficult to speak.


    "It can''t be?" Lang Yan looked around, pointed at the trees on the mountain and said: "You can settle this there."


    Hee Zhuolun stared at him without moving: You won''t take this opportunity to secretly take photos?


    Lang Yan rolled his eyes: "How could I do such a wicked thing?"


    Hee Zhuolun scoffed, "Haven''t you done many wicked things since yesterday?"


    Lang Yan laughed: "Do you want me to promise you that before you come out, I will stand here and not move?"


    He took out a tissue and passed it to Hee Zhuolun. "Go quickly, don''t hold it in too much."


    Hee Zhuolun seemed to be unable to endure it any longer and did not waste any more time talking to Lang Yan. He received the tissue and quickly walked into the forest.


    Lang Yan took out his phone in boredom and started reading the novels he had downloaded earlier.


    When he finished reading the twelve chapters, Hee Zhuolun still had not come out. He suddenly felt that something was wrong.


    However, he didn''t restrict Hee Zhuolun''s movements. Hee Zhuolun had also agreed to stay, there was no need to sneak out, could it be that he had been assassinated?


    However, this possibility wasn''t high. If he was assassinated, then it was impossible that he didn''t make any move at all.


    Lang Yan thought that Hee Zhuolun might have diarrhea, and waited for another five minutes. Seeing that he had not come out yet, he called out: "Mr Hee? Mr Hee, are you done? Mr Hee, if you don''t say anything, I will go over. "


    He waited at the same place for a few seconds, but he still didn''t hear a sound, so he decided to go over to take a look. However, just as he took a step forward, he heard someone angrily say, "It''s him! It''s this person that molests my little sister."

 C19 Tooth for Tooth

    Lang Yan turned his head to look, only to see six strong and sturdy men walking over.


    Among them, the man with a crew cut angrily pulled on Lang Yan''s collar. "Damn brat, you dare to harass my sister in this father''s territory, are you tired of living?"


    Lang Yan was startled: "I''m vulgar, your sister?"


    The six ruffians in front of him were so angry that they were trying to extort him, right?


    "Yes, you." "Ah Xing, Ah Jiu, put him in the car and take him to the police station."


    "Yes."


    Ah Xing and Ah Jiu rudely grabbed Lang Yan and pushed him into the car.


    Lang Yan frowned, "Sir, who is your sister? Have you captured the wrong person? "


    The flat-headed man slapped his head angrily: "You have the guts to do this, why don''t you admit it? "Believe it or not, I''ll let you have a taste of the man''s vulgarity. Ah Jiu, drive."


    Seeing that the car was started, Lang Yan immediately said: "Wait, I will ¡­ ¡­"


    Halfway through his words, he stopped.


    He had shouted out a few times previously, but Hee Zhuolun did not reply. Now that he had caused such a commotion, and not even Hee Zhuolun had come out, he had already left.


    Also, it was very strange for the six men to suddenly say that he was a wretched woman. After all, he had never done such a thing, but the other party had insisted that it was him. But he had never offended anyone here, so this matter must definitely be related to Hee Zhuolun.


    Arriving at the police station, Lang Yan could not help but smile. No wonder Hee Zhuolun was willing to stay, wasn''t it to find a chance to teach him a lesson.


    The police recognized Lang Yan, and seeing him return, he became suspicious, "Mr Lang?"


    Then, his gaze turned towards the man with a crew cut who pushed Lang Yan in. What''s wrong? What happened? "


    "Officer Li, this man is vulgar to my sister."


    ChenChen''s voice was especially loud, causing everyone around to look over.


    Officer Li frowned, then asked Lang Yan: "Mr Lang, is this true?"


    The reason why he did not immediately write down a statement to Lang Yan was because his reputation in the Dragon Roar Village was not good, and he often did things like extorting, extorting money from others, or collecting protection fees.


    Now that his sister had been sent to the police station instead of taking the chance to extort money, it was practically raining.


    Lang Yan tugged on his clothes that had been messed up by Li Jie''s legs: "Officer Li, before I make my statement, I have a few words to ask this mister."


    The man in thigh gave a cold snort, "There''s nothing much to say. You are f * cking slanderous to my sister. You are definitely going to sit here."


    "You said that I''m vulgar and your sister, then when was that?"


    "Last night at 12 o''clock or so, at Old Liu Lane."


    Lang Yan squinted his eyes, wasn''t this the time he was at the police station? Other than the police who were on the night shift last night, there was no one to testify for him. It was also impossible to call the police to testify against him. Otherwise, the vulgar crime would become a crime of fraud.


    "Then let me ask you, in the case that you didn''t bring your sister to identify her, how did you recognize that I was a pervert like your sister?"


    "My sister said that you have a perm on your neck and an earring with the word ''Lang'' on your left ear. Who else do you think there is?"


    Officer Li could not help but look at Lang Yan''s earring.


    Lang Yan laughed: "Since you said I was vulgar, then that''s fine. I will trouble Officer Li to find this mister''s sister and have her personally identify me."


    The only reason he dared to say that was because he was sure that ChenChen wouldn''t have the time to collude with his sister.


    Hearing that, a trace of guilt appeared in the depths of Chen Yu''s eyes: "No... "There''s no need to trouble Officer Li. I''ll have A-Xing and the others take my sister to the police station."


    Lang Yan was not an idiot, how could he let them have the chance to collude with him?


    Officer Li nodded. "This is to prevent the victim from colluding with the suspect to escape the crime."


    The thigh Chen stuttered, "But ¡­" But, my sister ¡­ Her little sister replied ¡­ Back home. "


    "Then let Officer Li send someone to your hometown."


    "She ¡­" "She ¡­"


    Officer Li had judged the case for many years, one glance was enough to tell that ChenChen was lying, so he sternly cut him off: "ChenChen, there is something I have to say first, to frame others, you have to go to jail. So, let me ask you again, are you sure that Mr Lang has deceived your sister?"


    Hearing that he had to go to jail, Chen Xin panicked a little. "Officer Li, I ¡­" I don''t know, maybe I did it to me... "Wrong, right, I was wrong, I won''t disturb Officer Li here, I''ll leave now."


    Officer Li did not stop the hoodlum, turning to Lang Yan and said: "Mr Lang, if I ever cause trouble for you again, you can call the police."


    "Alright."


    Lang Yan spoke a few polite words with Officer Li and then left the office building towards the car park.


    When he came to the police station this morning, he had been on a bicycle, but he hadn''t left.


    When Lang Yan arrived at the place where he parked his car, he discovered that his car was already missing. However, his car had an anti-theft lock, it wasn''t a top locksmith''s car.


    As long as the alarm went off, the people in the police station would definitely notice it, but why was it gone?


    Lang Yan could only ask the guard about it.


    The doorman was particularly impressed by the Harley: "Yes, I saw it, but it was driven away by a good-looking man half an hour ago."


    "¡­" Lang Yan could tell right away that it was Hee Zhuolun.


    He quickly checked his backpack, but did not find his car keys. Most likely, when he gave Hee Zhuolun the clothes, he also gave him the keys too.


    With Hee Zhuolun''s intelligence, he could definitely guess that had parked the motorbike here.


    How could he make such a low level mistake? However, it was useless for Hee Zhuolun to drive the motorbike away, he could go back in the car.


    Thinking about it, Lang Yan immediately felt around for his wallet and took it out. It was actually empty, and this wallet wasn''t his.


    "Hur hur." Lang Yan laughed in a low voice.


    He finally experienced what it meant to use a tooth for a tooth.


    Unfortunately, the ''program'' that was arranged seemed to be unable to be completed.

 C20 Only a Few Things Were Found

    Just as Lang Yan was thinking about how to return to City B, Hee Zhuolun had already left the Dragon Roar Village on his motorcycle and was driving on the highway.


    Along the way, the smile on his face never faded. As long as he thought that Lang Yan might have already been pushed into the police station by the person he had called, he couldn''t help but laugh out loud.


    However, with Lang Yan''s intelligence, he believed that he would be able to escape very quickly.


    Hee Zhuolun smiled slightly.


    If not for the lack of time, Lang Yan would have found out that he had secretly left and arranged for Zhou Xiang to stay in the bureau for half a month, or to stay in jail for half a year.


    She just did not know what kind of expression Lang Yan would have when he left the police station and discovered that his motorbike and wallet were gone.


    When Hee Zhuolun thought of this, the corner of his mouth raised up once again. Then, he increased his speed and returned to the imperial garden''s villa area.


    The bodyguard guarding the villa''s entrance saw that Hee Zhuolun had returned, he ran into the villa and reported happily: "Housekeeper Wu, Housekeeper Wu, Young Master, you''re back. It''s Young Master."


    Hearing that, the people in the hall rushed out of the hall like a swarm of bees, excitedly running in front of Hee Zhuolun: "Zhuolun, you''re back, it''s really great, are you alright? Are you hurt? "


    When Hee Zhuolun saw his friends who were concerned about him, he smiled slightly. "I''m fine, I made you guys worry."


    Chai Tinghee took a deep breath: "It''s good that you''re fine, it''s good that you''re fine, you don''t know, we''re all worried, you can''t connect your phone, the tracking device also has no signal, and the entire monitoring system in B City has malfunctioned, your person seemed to have disappeared into thin air, we were almost driven mad by you."


    Hee Zhuolun frowned: "This matter, grandfather doesn''t know, right?"


    "We don''t dare report to the lordmaster right now, but we''ve sent many people to find you. If we don''t find you today, the lordmaster won''t be able to hide anything."


    At this time, Martial Arts walked forward and said: "Young Masters, if there''s anything, please come in."


    "Come, let''s talk inside." Chai Tinghee patted Hee Zhuolun''s shoulder: "Zhuolun, what happened yesterday? Have you been captured by your enemies? "


    Hee Zhuolun didn''t want to tell anyone about Lang Yan right now, so he took out his wallet, various credit cards, and money from his pocket and placed it on the table. Then, he sat on the sofa and explained in a simple manner: "Yesterday, some small accidents happened and they took him to the police station to lock him up for the entire night."


    "The police station?" Chai Tinghee and his other good friends looked at each other. Yesterday''s matter was obviously arranged by someone long ago, otherwise, it would be impossible for them to not find the person they were looking for.


    However, since their good friend didn''t want to say it, they didn''t ask.


    Jin Shuyan pushed the glasses on his face up and said: "Zhuolun has been locked up in the police station for an entire night, he definitely hasn''t had a good night''s sleep. Let''s let him have a good rest first, and fix up the birthday banquet another day."


    The others nodded.


    Seeing their exhausted faces, Hee Zhuolun urged them to rest.


    Once they left, he asked the practitioner: "Uncle Wu, have you investigated about Lang Yan?"


    When Martial Arts saw that Hee Zhuolun had returned, they immediately asked about Lang Yan''s matter. Furthermore, when they returned, they were riding on the same motorcycle as Lang Yan, so they guessed that the incident yesterday was related to Lang Yan.


    "Only a few things." He bent over and opened the cabinet under the table, took out a document folder and handed it to Hee Zhuolun.

 C21 Interesting

    Hee Zhuolun read through the information in detail, and in the end, his gaze landed on Lang Yan''s graduation school.


    Puzzled, he raised his head to look at his martial arts. "I remember that Tansana Academy is a girls'' academy, why is Lang Yan studying here?"


    Could it be that Lang Yan was a transgender person? Or was there a problem with the data?


    Martial Arts replied, "I have already sent people to investigate. Twenty years ago, the Tansana Academy did accept a boy called Lang Yan, and the owner of the house opposite us was the Zhao Group''s daughter, Miss Zhao Shanshan. She had graduated from the Tansana Academy, and was a junior sister of the Mr Lang."


    Hee Zhuolun pursed his lips: "Interesting."


    He thought that Lang Yan was a scholar that came from a high school in the High Palace''s Ji Ji Ji Ji Academy, because people who could infiltrate the country''s monitoring system definitely could not be underestimated. However, according to the information, other than learning the basic courses in school, Lang Yan had only learnt the skills of living, family etiquette, social etiquette, table etiquette, and other forms of etiquette. No wonder Lang Yan had the temperament of a noble young master, it seems like he was raised here from a young age. Was he a self-taught genius?


    "Lang Yan''s information is too little, even his family members were unable to find anything, so this information is equivalent to nothing."


    "When our people sneaked into the Tansa Archive to investigate about the Mr Lang, they found out that someone had added more secrets to the case. Until now, our people are still unable to crack the password, so the things that we can find out are limited. Although the people of Tansa Academy all know about the Mr Lang, they are not clear about the background of his family. They only know that he is a student with very good grades. "


    Hee Zhuolun squinted his eyes: "You can start from Zhao Shanshan, see if you can pry something out of her mouth, especially to find out what relationship Lang Yan has with our Hee Family."


    "Yes."


    Hee Zhuolun put down the information and picked up his wallet, and could not help but chuckle.


    This purse was actually Lang Yan''s, he had secretly used his own empty wallet to exchange for Lang Yan''s wallet when he was passing by the market.


    Now, he didn''t know whether Lang Yan had escaped from the police station or not.


    Seeing him so happy, Martial Arts asked with a probing tone: "Young Master is so happy, did something good happen?"


    Yesterday, he was worried sick about his young master and was afraid that something would happen to him. How could he explain it to the old man? Now that the young master was so happy, his heart was truly at ease.


    Hee Zhuolun sneered: "What kind of good things can happen to me? Uncle Wu, you didn''t know that yesterday, I ¡­ "


    "Lun ¡­" A happy female voice came out from upstairs, immediately interrupting Hee Zhuolun''s words.


    Hee Zhuolun looked up and saw a woman in a white dress running downstairs. She almost fell on the way.


    He raised the center of his brows and spoke to remind Yinxin: "Yinxin, run slower."


    Martial Arts said in a low voice: "Young Master, yesterday you did not see her, Miss Yinxin was extremely anxious, she waited here for the whole night without eating or drinking, and today at noon, she suddenly fainted. Doctor Wang said that she might have been overly worried before fainting."


    Jiang Yinxin ran downstairs and quickly ran over to hug Hee Zhuolun. "Lun, it''s great that you''re fine, it''s great."


    Hee Zhuolun lightly patted her back: "Sorry to make you worry."


    Jiang Yinxin raised her head and said with tears in her eyes: "Lun, you don''t know how scared I was that I wouldn''t be able to see you again after hearing that you had disappeared."


    Hee Zhuolun looked at his beautiful, angelic face and lowered his voice. "I''m fine, but you, I heard from Uncle Wu that you passed out because you didn''t eat or drink anything. I''ll send someone to send you back to your room to rest well now, then we''ll go out for lunch tomorrow."


    His tone was very gentle, but it had an irrefutable force to it.


    Martial arts secretly sighed.


    Everyone knew that not only was Miss Yinxin beautiful, she was also the young miss of the Jiang Clan. The most important thing was that she loved the young master, and her young master doted heavily on Miss Yinxin. They were a match made in heaven, but he sometimes felt that there was something wrong between the young master and Miss Yinxin.


    "But ¡­"


    Jiang Yinxin did not want to return so quickly, but before she could finish, Hee Zhuolun said to the martial artist: "Uncle Wu, send someone to send Yinxin back to the Jiang Clan."


    "Yes." Martial Arts made a gesture to invite him in: "Miss Yinxin, please."


    "Len, I''m leaving." Jiang Yinxin did not want to make Hee Zhuolun unhappy, so she walked towards the door with an expression of reluctance.


    As Hee Zhuolun watched Jiang Yinxin''s retreating figure, he suddenly remembered that when he went out yesterday, he received a short message from Jiang Yinxin asking him not to pick anyone up, so he opened his mouth and shouted, "Yinxin."


    Jiang Yinxin thought that Hee Zhuolun had changed his mind, and turned around in joy: "Lun, what''s wrong?"


    Hee Zhuolun asked: "Yesterday morning at eight o''clock, did you send me any messages?"


    Jiang Yinxin shook her head: "No."


    "Then it''s fine."


    Hee Zhuolun didn''t need to guess to know who did it.


    Jiang Yinxin left the villa in disappointment.


    After sending Jiang Yinxin off, Martial Arts brought him back to the hall, where she saw his Young Master looking at her wallet and laughing foolishly.

 C22 Small Book

    That night, Lang Yan did not come back.


    Hee Zhuolun, who was living in the opposite villa, only closed the lights and went to bed at two in the morning, then got up and started running before six.


    When he was about to leave, he took a glance at the villa on the opposite side and asked the night watchman, "Did the people from the villa come back last night?"


    The night watchman replied, "I didn''t see anyone return."


    Hee Zhuolun was a little disappointed as he thought that he had overestimated Lang Yan. Otherwise, why wouldn''t he have returned at this time?


    He immediately lost the mood to train and ran around the garden before returning to the villa.


    At breakfast, Martial Arts handed over a small square book about three or four centimeters thick. The cover was made of brown leather, looking very old.


    Hee Zhuolun looked at the little notebook with doubt: "What is this?"


    Martial Arts said with a smile, "It''s a very interesting book."


    Hee Zhuolun picked up the booklet and saw the words "Birthday" written on the side of the book. The words "Happy" were written on the other two sides of the book as he smiled: "Uncle Wu, it can''t be that you gave me a birthday present?"


    But, didn''t Uncle Wu already send her a birthday present? Moreover, the words were not from Uncle Wu.


    Martial arts laughed without a word.


    Hee Zhuolun opened the notebook.


    He was startled. "Isn''t that the piece of paper dropped from Lang Yan''s'' bomb ''?"


    Could this be the birthday present Lang Yan had given him?


    Martial Arts replied, "Yes, after arranging them in order, I will have them make small notebooks."


    Hee Zhuolun flipped through a few pages, but didn''t find anything special. Furthermore, the baby''s expression and movements didn''t change at all. I can''t see anything interesting about it.


    Then, he quickly flipped through a few pages and suddenly discovered that the baby in the book was actually crawling around in the painting.


    Hee Zhuolun was immediately interested and quickly flipped open the book. The baby in the book crawled on the floor to slowly straighten his legs and began to learn how to walk. The baby''s face and body also slowly changed, becoming a little kid who ran around happily like an angel.


    As the child enters adolescence, he slowly slows down his pace until he reaches adulthood and middle age where he walks steadily with one step at a time. When he reaches old age, his pace becomes slower and slower.


    When Hee Zhuolun saw this, he couldn''t help but praise the painter''s effort and skill. This small notebook made him feel as if he was in his old age.


    When he saw the last page, he suddenly burst out laughing.


    On the last page, there was a grave, on it was written "Hee Zhuolun''s Tomb", and in front of the grave stood a person who was burning incense. Beside the grave was a conversation bubble, with the words "Wishing you the best in hell" written on it.


    Although the drawing did not depict the person who gave the incense, but Hee Zhuolun felt that the person who gave the incense to him was Lang Yan himself.


    Seeing Hee Zhuolun smile, Martial Arts also laughed: "I never thought that in my life, I would be able to see young master''s appearance after he gets old."


    When I first saw the last few pieces of paper, I felt very unlucky. I wanted to throw them away, but when I think back, isn''t that how people live their lives?


    If he threw away the last few pieces of paper, the contents of the painting would become imperfect.


    Hee Zhuolun raised his brows, "Even though the old man in the painting is a bit like me, Uncle Wu, how do you know that I would definitely become like this when I get old?"


    Martial Arts said, "I once heard a master painter say that some painters could see the appearance of the other person through their facial bones. So, I think the painter who painted the young master should have this ability."


    To be honest, this little notebook was indeed quite a surprise, and it was the most special and attentive gift he had received for his young master in so many years.


    Hee Zhuolun looked at the small notebook without saying a word, but the curve of his lips was widening bit by bit.

 C23 Waiting

    At 9 o''clock sharp, Hee Zhuolun punctually arrived at the building where the Hee''s Group was located. Assistant Yao Yu immediately reported to him: "CEO, Xiang Yuan Company''s Deputy General Manager has arrived. He is currently waiting in the guest room for you to discuss signing the contract."


    Hee Zhuolun responded indifferently, he went to the guest room, and opened the door to see the cleaning staff busily working on the electric basket outside the window.


    Xiang Yuan Company''s Vice General Manager quickly stood up and walked towards Hee Zhuolun: "President Hee, hello, I am trying my best to help you."


    Hee Zhuolun shook his hand: "Hello, Chief Yu, please have a seat."


    "Alright." He then sat down.


    Hee Zhuolun walked towards the sofa that was facing away from the window and sat down. Behind him, Yao Yu turned around and went to the tea room to make tea for them.


    The remaining energy immediately took out the contract and passed it to Hee Zhuolun. "President Hee, this is a contract drawn up in accordance to the conditions we''ve agreed upon previously.


    Hee Zhuolun took the contract and read every word of it carefully.


    The reception room became extremely quiet. Yao Yu, who brought them the tea, lightened his footsteps and placed it on the table. Then, he left the room and went back to work.


    Suddenly, a screeching sound could be heard through the glass window.


    Hee Zhuolun frowned.


    Looking at the remaining energy, it was the cleaners who were cleaning the windows. Moreover, they were doing their best, causing ''jiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing'' sounds to increase in number. It was extremely unpleasant to the ears.


    He could not help but rub his ears, and then his body froze.


    Hee Zhuolun, who was standing opposite of him, could not concentrate on looking at the contract. When he raised his head, he saw Hee Zhuolun raising his arms as if he was surrendering, and sitting on the sofa without moving an inch. At the same time, the ear-piercing sound also stopped.


    "Director Yu, you ¡­"


    Fearless'' face was filled with fear, he did not dare say anything as he looked behind Hee Zhuolun.


    Hee Zhuolun squinted his eyes, wanting to turn his head to look, but he heard the last words: "Don''t turn your head, don''t turn your head."


    Hee Zhuolun faintly guessed something, and probed: "Is it someone pointing a gun at us from outside the window?"


    Other than this, he could not think of anything else that would cause him to be so afraid.


    Leftover swallowed his saliva in fear and made a sound of acknowledgement.


    Hee Zhuolun quickly stood up and looked outside the window. He saw the cleaning lady holding a gun and pointing it at them with a smile.


    His gaze sharpened, and when he saw clearly what the cleaning lady looked like, his eyes couldn''t help but be startled. The cleaning lady outside was actually Lang Yan, whom he hadn''t seen for a day.


    Lang Yan held the gun in his right hand and wrote with the brush in his left hand: Mr Hee, you made me suffer a lot yesterday.


    When Hee Zhuolun saw this, he couldn''t help but laugh out loud. Then, he noticed that not only was Lang Yan writing with his left hand, he was also writing backwards, so that they could clearly see what he was writing with their faces.


    Lang Yan continued to write: So, I am here to take revenge on you.


    He quickly pressed the clasp, and immediately afterwards, a silver light shot out from the gun.


    However, Hee Zhuolun didn''t show any fear on his face.


    Ah!" "AHH!" "AHH!" He fired, he fired. " The remaining power behind him screamed in fear and quickly pounced onto the ground.


    When Hee Zhuolun heard the scream, the corner of his mouth twitched.


    The windows of the Hee''s Group were all made of bulletproof glass, it was impossible for bullets to penetrate through. Moreover, Lang Yan was holding a water gun, the water that shot out from the gun had all hit the glass.


    Seeing that Hee Zhuolun was not scared, Lang Yan laughed and threw away the water gun, writing: It''s such a pity, I actually wasn''t scared of Mr Hee, but to be able to scare your customer, that''s pretty good too.


    Hee Zhuolun curled his lips, turned around and said a few words to the remaining power.


    Outside the window, Lang Yan could not hear what they were saying. He only saw the remaining energy get up from the ground, and after glaring at Lang Yan, he picked up the contract and left the meeting room.


    Hee Zhuolun walked to the window and looked at Lang Yan, the smile on his face became bigger and bigger, with a hint of playfulness.


    Lang Yan smiled at him as he wiped the window.


    After about five minutes, Hee Zhuolun opened his mouth.


    Lang Yan squinted his eyes. From Hee Zhuolun''s lips, he seemed to have read the word ''wait''.

 C24 Bad

    Hee Zhuolun turned and left the guest room.


    Lang Yan had a bad premonition, he immediately pressed the "Up" button, but the basket did not have any response.


    "Is it broken?" He frowned, bent down to check the control board, but did not find anything wrong, so he guessed that it was very possible that Hee Zhuolun had asked someone to shut down the main control board.


    At this moment, his phone rang.


    Lang Yan took out his phone and saw that it was the Lord of Vice-principal. He immediately answered the phone: "Dear Ms. Elissa, good morning, oh, no.


    The person on the other end of the line wasn''t as polite as he was. "Lang, did you forget that there was a prom tonight?"


    "I haven''t forgotten." Lang Yan said apologetically: "However, I am sorry, I have already returned to Z Nation, so please help me apologize to everyone. If there is a chance in the future, I will make it up to everyone."


    Everyone had specially arranged this graduation ball for him long ago. They had been looking forward to it for a long time, but they had never expected that he would agree so readily. Everyone must be very disappointed.


    "You child ¡­"


    Elissa was both angry and helpless, because what awaited him at the ball was not one or two people, nor were there twenty or thirty people, nor were there three or four hundred people, but rather, the entire school.


    But before she could finish speaking, someone interrupted her. "Elissa, how can you use such a tone to speak to your father?"


    "¡­" Elissa massaged her aching temples.


    The teacher at the side said softly, "Vice-principal, the Principal seems to have gotten senile dementia again."


    Elissa, "..."


    Principal Tanya snatched the phone away and said, "The child''s father, that..."


    When Lang Yan heard the gentle voice, his expression softened.


    "You are... Who? I... What am I going to say? " Ta Ya looked at Elissa and the others in confusion.


    "¡­" If it were any other schools, Tanya would have long since retired and taken care of her family. However, Tanya''s school system was part of their inheritance system, and only after the principal had passed away would her descendants be able to inherit her position.


    Then someone snatched the phone from Tanya''s hand and asked, "Lang, have you returned to Z?"


    Lang Yan heard the familiar magnetic voice and frowned: "Liehson?"


    "Yeah, it''s me. Tomorrow, I''ll go to Z Country to find you."


    Lang Yan, "..."


    "Mistress, please finish what you have to do before you go find Young Master Lang. Otherwise, the old man will definitely send people to take you back." Someone kindly reminded him.


    Liehson, "..."


    "It''s my turn to talk to my Lang." The phone went to another person: "Lang, I specially prepared a ring today to propose to you. How did you abandon me and return to Z Nation?"


    "Go away, you sissy." The phone was snatched away again, "Senior Student Lang, where are you now?"


    "You male nanny, I haven''t even spoken to Lang yet, hurry up and return the phone to me."


    "What are you snatching? Do you believe that I''ll put your ring on your little JJ?"


    "You ¡­ You are vulgar. "


    Elissa glared at the girl who was snatching the phone with a darkened face. "Tasixia, I can announce that you have failed your etiquette class now."


    "Vice-principal, I was wrong, please forgive me for being magnanimous."


    Hearing how lively it was on the other end of the phone, Lang Yan could not help but laugh.


    Elissa took back her phone and said: "Lang, since you have returned to Z Nation, you must take good care of yourself in the future. You must also remember one more thing, Tan Shanna will forever be your home, your backer."


    Lang Yan was very touched. "Thank you, Elissa''s mother. Oh yes, I will have to trouble Elissa''s mother to take care of Furla in the future."


    Furla was the person he was the most worried about.


    "Furla..." Elissa paused, then replied: "Mn, I will, then I''ll hang up first."


    "Goodbye, mother Elissa."


    When Lang Yan saw that the time for the call was five minutes and three seconds, he raised his eyebrows and said, "It''s time to change your number."


    With this time, Liehson and the others would definitely be able to track him down to his city through communication.


    Suddenly, there was a swoosh above his head. It was the sound of a window opening.


    Lang Yan raised his head and peeked his head out of the window, smiling at him.


    This smile was extremely gentle, so gentle that Lang Yan couldn''t help but shiver.

 C25 Is This Man for Real

    Hee Zhuolun smiled as he grabbed the rope in the basket, "Mr Lang, did you know? Back in Longyin Village, it was the day when I was the ''happiest'' ever since I was born. Therefore, I had thought that I would thank you handsomely when I returned to B City, but who would have thought that this opportunity would come so quickly. "


    Lang Yan quickly stabilized his body and laughed: "Mr Hee is too polite. If you really want to thank me, I''ll have to trouble you to get my cleaning company''s people to put down the safety rope and hang me on it."


    This was the 59th floor, and the rooftop was on the other floor. If he really fell down, his life would be gone.


    "How can this be considered polite? Previously, Mr Lang both celebrated my birthday and gave me a present, so no matter what, I have to return the gesture with my hand, right? Since Mr Lang has given me such a great surprise, then I shall give you a boost in return. "


    Hee Zhuolun picked up a steel saw, aimed at the rope in the basket and started to cut.


    Lang Yan, "..."


    F * ck me!


    This man was for real!


    Hee Zhuolun suddenly thought of something and stopped his movements. "Oh yes, did you forget to ask how Mr Lang got back to B City?"


    Lang Yan smiled, "Drag me up, and I''ll tell you."


    Hee Zhuolun chuckled and increased his sawing speed. It didn''t matter if he expressed that he wouldn''t answer, but he would speed up his sawing.


    "¡­" Lang Yan saw that there were cracks on the steel rope, and quickly opened his eyes to look towards the roof, but he did not see anyone there.


    A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. What about the person who had arranged for the safety rope to be lowered from the sky?


    Lang Yan picked up the electric motor and dialed a number. The other party was quickly connected.


    Without waiting for him to speak, the other party immediately said: "Mr Lang, I''m currently cleaning the glass in President Hee''s office. If you don''t know what''s done, then don''t leave."


    Lang Yan immediately understood what was going on and hung up the phone. He then said to Hee Zhuolun: "Mr Hee, since you really want to know how I got back, then I''ll tell you this, you really screwed me up yesterday. I had no money and could only return by police car, and I really have to say that the people''s police are really good comrades.


    So he had come back in a police car. No wonder he didn''t return to the villa yesterday. He was sure that the guilty police would find out that he was living with him in the Imperial Garden.


    Hee Zhuolun slowed down and curled his lips: "Mr Lang, you must have never tasted the feeling of a swing, right? Today, I''ll let you try. That feeling is simply too wonderful to describe. "


    With that, he sped up again.


    Lang Yan, "..."


    Just then, Yao Yu walked over: "CEO, Young Master Faang is here."


    Hee Zhuolun suddenly stopped his movements, a cold glint appeared in his eyes: "Faang Qizhou?"


    "Yes."


    With a cold expression, Hee Zhuolun threw the steel saw at the bodyguard, stood up and said, "Bring him to the reception room."


    "Yes."


    Lang Yan saw that Hee Zhuolun was about to leave, and quickly said: "Dearest, don''t forget that I''m still here, hurry up and get your people to open the door and let me up."


    When Yao Yu heard that someone had called their CEO darling, he almost sprained his ankle on the ground.


    When Hee Zhuolun heard the shouts coming from outside the window, his cold lips curled up into a smile: "Yao Yu, get someone to open the main sluice."


    "Yes."


    Yao Yu was very curious about who the cleaner in the basket was, to actually make his CEO drop such a large business deal and come here to play with him.


    Seeing that the window above his head had been closed, Lang Yan turned his gaze towards the guest room out of boredom, following which, the door to the guest room was pushed open.

 C26 Fang Qizhou

    Six bodyguards wearing black short-sleeved shirts and black trousers walked in. First, they checked the reception room to make sure there was no danger before reporting in. Then, a young man walked into the reception room under the escort of the bodyguards.


    The man was handsome and gentle. He wore a blue casual attire, but his face was sickly pale. His pretty lips were bloodless, and his deep eyes revealed a sense of ridicule.


    Lang Yan guessed that this man should be the Faang Qizhou that Hee Zhuolun mentioned.


    Not long after, Hee Zhuolun and Yao Yu walked in.


    "Welcome, Young Master Faang." Hee Zhuolun greeted Faang Qizhou with a fake smile: "I wonder what kind of tea Young Master Faang would like to drink? Tie Guanyin? Blue Spring? Longjing? Or is it oolong tea? "


    Without waiting for Faang Qizhou''s answer, Hee Zhuolun suddenly thought of something and continued: "Oh right, Young Master Faang has always been worried that other people would poison him and would not easily drink the tea that others pour for him. Yao Yu, there''s no need to pour tea for Young Master Faang, you can go back and busy yourself."


    "Yes." Yao Yu turned and left the guest room.


    Faang Qizhou''s face darkened.


    Lang Yan could read the words spoken from his lips, but when he saw Hee Zhuolun''s words, he couldn''t help but burst out in laughter.


    Hee Zhuolun asked: "I wonder what business Young Master Faang has here?"


    Faang Qizhou put on airs, and did not reply Hee Zhuolun immediately. Instead, he turned his gaze to another place. When he saw Lang Yan outside the window, he suddenly froze and stared straight at Lang Yan.


    Hee Zhuolun noticed that the emotions in Faang Qizhou''s eyes changed, and he could not help but follow his gaze. Outside the window, other than Lang Yan, there were no other special sights or people.


    Could it be that Faang Qizhou and Lang Yan knew each other?


    Lang Yan also noticed that Faang Qizhou was looking at him, and that the look in his eyes was very strange. After that, he saw Faang Qizhou whispering to the people beside him, "Quickly go and check out the cleaning staff outside the window."


    The bodyguard immediately left the reception room.


    Lang Yan had doubts in his heart.


    He had been staying in Country D all year round and had never seen Faang Qizhou before. Therefore, Faang Qizhou should not have known him, but why was there disgust in his eyes when he saw Faang Qizhou? It was as if he had seen an extremely annoying person.


    At this moment, the basket was switched on.


    It was not good for Lang Yan to stay there any longer, he activated the basket and returned to the roof, then took the chance to leave while Faang Qizhou''s group was not looking for him.


    Actually, he had not planned to look for Hee Zhuolun at all today. However, because he had ridden back in the police car yesterday, and did not want the police to know that he was staying in the imperial garden''s villa area, he had no choice but to stay in the hotel opened by his junior sister Zhao Shanshan''s house.


    Coincidentally, this hotel was right near Hee Zhuolun''s company, and his identity card and various credit cards were all in Hee Zhuolun''s hands, so he came over, but was blocked by the security guards outside the building, he could only find a connection and let him disguise himself as a cleaning worker to sneak into the office building.


    When he found out that Hee Zhuolun was going to talk about contracts with others in the reception room, he decided to wait for outside the window of the reception room. He even teased Hee Zhuolun with a water cannon that the head cleaner used when he was bored, but he didn''t expect a Faang Qizhou to appear.

 C27 Asking Casually

    When Lang Yan returned to the hotel, he immediately turned on his computer to search for Faang Qizhou''s information. However, there weren''t many things that mentioned Faang Qizhou and the Fang Family on the internet, and there were even very few pictures of them.


    Just as he was about to investigate further, Zhao Shanshan called him. "Senior, it''s almost noon, how about we go eat together?"


    After Lang Yan returned to Country Z, he troubled Zhao Shanshan for many things. However, he did not eat with Zhao Shanshan, so he agreed to her invitation without thinking.


    At noon, Zhao Shanshan punctually appeared at the door of her room. When she saw Lang Yan, she excitedly put his arm around Lang Yan''s shoulders, "Senior, I saw on our school''s forum that everyone was sad that you didn''t attend the graduation ball. The junior sisters were crying because they couldn''t see senior one last time. Hehe, I''m the happiest one here, being able to fight against Senior by myself. "


    Lang Yan felt guilty in his heart: "When there is a chance in the future, I will compensate them. Oh right, Shan Shan, I want to ask you something, do you know Faang Qizhou?"


    "Of course I know him. He''s the Eldest Young Master of the Fang Group."


    "Then how much do you know about him?"


    Zhao Shanshan frowned: "Not much, he rarely appears in public, even at large scale banquets she rarely attends. Every time the President of the Hee''s Group or the young miss of the Jiang Group, Jiang Yinxin, appears, she will definitely appear, and of course, it is just a coincidence, every time she appears, he will only speak to the President Hee and the President Hee, and towards everyone else, they all say that the Fang family has a good relationship with Hee''s and the Jiang clan, but I don''t think that, although the Young Master Faang is friends with the Miss Jiang, but the way the Young Master Faang looks at the President Hee is like an enemy, with my woman''s intuition, the Young Master Faang definitely likes the Miss Jiang. And Miss Jiang likes President Hee instead. Oh right, I heard that Miss Jiang and President Hee are getting engaged, but I don''t know if that''s true or not. "


    Hearing that, Lang Yan squinted his eyes: "Engagement?"


    If that was really the case, then what was this child-rearing daughter-in-law of his worth?


    That''s why, from that time onwards, the two families were extremely close. Now, the age of the Miss Jiang and the President Hee is no longer young, so it''s not strange for them to be engaged. Oh right, senior, why did you suddenly ask about the Young Master Faang? "


    "I met Faang Qizhou earlier, so I casually asked."


    Zhao Shanshan didn''t ask anymore, and brought Lang Yan to the Western Restaurant on the third floor. Seeing the piano and violin in the center, she smiled and said, "Ever since I graduated, I rarely touch the violin, and I don''t know if I have become unfamiliar with it or not. Senior, do you have any interest in playing a song with me?


    "Of course." Lang Yan courteously held Zhao Shanshan''s hand and walked towards the stage with graceful steps. "What song do you want to play?"


    "My favorite song is'' Sky City '', so let''s do it together."


    Lang Yan sat down, placed both hands on the piano, and slowly closed his eyes. He adjusted his mood and didn''t notice that there was a pair of eyes looking at him from the corner of the dining hall.

 C28 Not a Boyfriend

    Hee Zhuolun did not expect to see Lang Yan here, and was quite surprised. When he had invited Jiang Yinxin to lunch, he had only decided to come to the Farseer Restaurant at the last minute.


    At the same time, it also made him think of Faang Qizhou.


    This person would come to the Hee''s Group to find trouble with him from time to time, but today was the first time he left the Hee''s Group without finding fault with them. Moreover, this person left after Lang Yan left the Hee''s Group, thus making him more curious about the relationship between Faang Qizhou and Lang Yan.


    At this time, Lang Yan, who was on the stage, slowly opened his eyes. His entire person seemed to have become another person, calm and serious.


    He pressed the keyboard lightly with both hands, and his fingers, like the spirit of the forest, danced rapidly on the black and white keyboard. Then, a melodious melody spread throughout the Western Restaurant.


    The guests who were eating were attracted by the sound of the piano. They stopped their actions and looked towards the stage. Gradually, their mood became peaceful, as if they were sitting in a theater, listening to a grandmaster pianist playing. They completely forgot that they were still eating.


    The person on the stage was like a shining magnet, attracting everyone''s gaze and making them unable to shift their gaze away. Even Hee Zhuolun was no exception, it was as if they were the only ones left in the restaurant, they could only see each other.


    Halfway through the performance, a violin sounded, adding a bit of color to the music. When the music came to an end, everyone was still immersed in the music.


    After a long while, someone finally came back to their senses and clapped. The others also began to applaud loudly. Pah pah, the applause reverberated through the entire dining hall. Some people still remembered the music from earlier and even asked them to play another song.


    Lang Yan stood up, and held Zhao Shanshan''s hand as they bowed to thank everyone.


    Zhao Shanshan laughed: "Every time I am with senior, I become the focus of attention."


    Lang Yan smiled but did not say a word. After finding an empty seat, he then pulled out a chair for the lady to sit on.


    The person sitting opposite to Hee Zhuolun turned his head and smiled: "Isn''t that Miss Zhao from the Zhao Group who is playing the violin? The man who played the piano wasn''t her boyfriend, was he? The two of them standing together is pretty good. "


    Hee Zhuolun retracted his gaze and said indifferently: "Not a boyfriend, just a senior."


    With that, he frowned, not understanding why he had to explain this matter.


    "Ah?" "Oh, so it''s a senior. But no matter, he''s not a boyfriend now. Maybe he''ll be one in the future." Jiang Yinxin said while smiling.


    "Eat." Hee Zhuolun pursed his lips, cut the steak into small pieces and put it into his mouth.


    Jiang Yinxin, "..."


    She didn''t know if it was an illusion, but she felt that Lon was angry.


    Following that, the two of them rarely spoke and only chatted nonchalantly.


    However, Lang Yan and Zhao Shanshan''s side were chatting exceptionally happily, occasionally letting out light laughter, and did not notice the people who were looking at them from time to time.


    After they finished the meal and left, Hee Zhuolun then called the waiter over to settle the bill.


    After walking out of the restaurant, he sent someone to send Jiang Yinxin back to the Jiang Family. Then, he returned to the company to continue reviewing the documents.


    Hee Zhuolun got off the car, and while walking, he took off his suit jacket, and went to the entrance of the hall, and conveniently handed it over to the person who was standing at the entrance to welcome him.


    Just as he was about to receive it, he suddenly stopped and quickly put his coat away.

 C29 Im Going to Sleep in the Master Bedroom Tonight

    Hee Zhuolun looked at the familiar face and squinted: "Lang Yan? Why are you here? "


    Lang Yan smiled, "Mr Hee, I''m here as a guest to eat a meal. Give me your jacket, I''ll hang it up for you."


    "You want to help me hang my coat?" Hee Zhuolun curled his lips: "I think you want to see if your wallet and key are in your jacket pocket?"


    "Mr Hee, you''re thinking too much. If I''m hungry, I''ll just go out and eat. If I''m tired, I''ll just rest here and sleep. I believe the Mr Hee won''t be so cruel as to kick me out, right? "


    Indeed, Lang Yan planned to take his jacket and look for his wallet and key, but after thinking about it, without his wallet and keys, wouldn''t he have an excuse to stay behind?


    Hee Zhuolun sneered, and then turned and hung up his jacket.


    At this time, Martial Arts walked out from the kitchen, "Young Master, it''s time to eat dinner."


    Hee Zhuolun nodded, he went into the kitchen and sat down, seeing the artistic dishes, he smiled: "Uncle Wu, your cooking skills have improved again."


    Just looking at the way the dishes were prepared, it was enough to make a person''s appetite grow. Furthermore, the fragrance of the dishes was so strong that one could only salivate.


    However, since when did the Uncle Wu have such an artistic talent, to be able to make ordinary vegetables into all kinds of birds and beasts?


    Lang Yan moved closer and laughed, "Mr Hee, are you trying to praise me in a disguised manner? I''ll be shy. "


    Hee Zhuolun raised his brows. "Did you cook all these?"


    "I''m already very sorry that I came to Hee Family as a guest with empty hands, and furthermore, I have to eat here. So, I personally cooked a meal for you to taste."


    Martial arts laughed and said: "Young Master, Mr Lang''s culinary skills are quite good, I hope that in the future, I will be able to taste some of the dishes made by Mr Lang."


    He thought that for someone who spent so much time and effort to draw up a picture book for their birthday, they would definitely not have any bad intentions towards their young master. Otherwise, he would not casually let Lang Yan into the house.


    Seeing that Wu Wu was about to leave, Lang Yan immediately asked: "Uncle Wu, are you not staying to eat?"


    After saying that, the atmosphere immediately became quiet, although it was only for a short one or two seconds, Lang Yan still noticed something strange.


    According to his investigations, ever since Hee Zhuolun was born, Martial Arts had always been by his side, as if they were family. However, they bought a new villa at the back of the villa. They did not live together with Hee Zhuolun.


    Could it be that the people of the Great Families were too presumptuous, and did not even want to eat at the same table as the servants? But Hee Zhuolun was not like that.


    "Mr Lang, I ¡­"


    Before he finished speaking, Hee Zhuolun spoke up and interrupted him: "Uncle Wu, let''s sit down and eat together."


    Martial Arts was startled, nodded excitedly: "Okay, okay, okay, I''ll go to the dishes."


    When Lang Yan saw that Wu Xia had turned around, he immediately raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eyes. In his heart, he thought, is it possible for me to be this excited just to have a meal with my master? Tears?


    Waiting for the martial arts to take out the chopsticks and bowls, Hee Zhuolun shouted for them to start eating.


    Lang Yan quickly gave Hee Zhuolun food to eat: "First try this Dragon and Horse Spirit, the taste will definitely make you experience it forever."


    This dish was made of a golden dragon made of corn. It flew around the edge of the plate in a cloud, and in the middle were eight ponies carved from white radish. They were covered with a rich seasoning that dyed the white horses brown. Because there were dragons and horses, it was called Dragon Horse Spirit.


    Hee Zhuolun did not touch his chopsticks: "If you have nothing to say, then please say it, what''s the matter?"


    Lang Yan did not stand on ceremony with him and directly said: "I''m going to sleep in the main bedroom tonight."


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    Martial Arts: "..."

 C30 Even More Vicious than Him

    Hee Zhuolun smiled.


    Did Lang Yan want to use another method to force him to hand over his wallet and key?


    He picked up the chopsticks and picked up the bowl of food, sending the fragrance into his mouth immediately. He was shocked, he never thought that Lang Yan''s culinary skills could compare to an international chef''s, and the taste was so delicious that he almost swallowed his own tongue. No wonder the Uncle Wu who did not easily praise others said the food was not bad.


    Seeing Hee Zhuolun eating the food between his teeth, Lang Yan immediately understood that Hee Zhuolun had agreed to his request, and immediately gave him other dishes.


    Hee Zhuolun did not stop Lang Yan, and he even very much enjoyed Lang Yan''s'' service ''.


    Wu Wu Wu ate silently by the side, his eyes looking back and forth between Hee Zhuolun and. He felt that even though the two of them had smiling faces that seemed extremely polite, but they had their own ulterior motives.


    Of course, he was also surprised that the young master would allow someone he only knew for a few days to occupy his private territory. Furthermore, he seemed to be in a very good mood.


    After dinner, Martial Arts happily went back to his villa.


    Because Lang Yan was at his house, Hee Zhuolun cancelled his walk after dinner and went upstairs to the study room to look at his documents.


    Lang Yan also followed along and used the computer to look at some of the letters and materials. When he was almost done reading, he realized that Hee Zhuolun was staring at him the whole time.


    He asked doubtfully, "What is it?"


    "Nothing." Hee Zhuolun retracted his gaze: "It''s just that I''m not used to it at this time, there''s still people staying in my house."


    "It can''t be?" Lang Yan did not quite believe him. "Has your friend not stayed here before?"


    Hee Zhuolun did not answer him. He got up and left the study room to take a bath.


    Seeing that it was almost eleven, Lang Yan also went to the guest room to take a bath, then put on his pajamas and walked towards the main bedroom. Before he entered, he politely knocked on the door and waited for the person inside to agree before entering.


    Hee Zhuolun had already been sitting on the bed and reading books, looking as if he was waiting for Lang Yan to come over to sleep.


    Lang Yan sat on the bed: "Mr Hee, you want to sleep here too?"


    Hee Zhuolun looked up at him: "This is my room. Where else can I sleep if not here?"


    "Didn''t you give me your room?"


    Hee Zhuolun laughed: "I agreed for you to sleep in the main bedroom, and didn''t say I would let the entire room out."


    This was the first time he let someone else sleep on his bed, and it was already the limit.


    Lang Yan was in the wrong, he could only blame himself for not being able to explain himself clearly, and pulling the blanket over himself: "Mr Hee, there is something I have to say first, my sleeping position is not too good, furthermore, I may be snoring or gritting my teeth, at that time, I hope you do not mind."


    "You''re talking about a common sleep phenomenon. How could you mind?" Hee Zhuolun closed his book and placed the book on the bedside: "I also have something to say first, I have a slight sleepwalking sickness, I don''t know what I would do after I fall asleep, I remember my bodyguard once told me that once, in the middle of the night, I would sit in the hall and wipe the gun, so, if you woke up in the middle of the night and saw me holding the gun, please do not be afraid, I was just sleepwalking, as long as you do not disturb me, I will not shoot you."


    Lang Yan, "..."


    F * ck me!


    Even more ruthless than him!

 C31 Sick Treatment

    After the lights were out, Lang Yan could not fall asleep. Other than making up his bed, there was also a person lying beside him.


    This was the first time he shared a bed with someone ever since he was sold by his family, so he wasn''t used to it. But he didn''t open his eyes or roll over in his bed because he couldn''t sleep.


    Lang Yan silently counted the time. When it was about two in the morning, he opened his eyes and slowly turned around to look at Hee Zhuolun. Borrowing the faint light that seeped in from outside the window, he could vaguely make out the other party''s angular face.


    He curled his lips and poked Hee Zhuolun''s arm with his finger: "Mr Hee, Mr Hee, you should get up and pee your pants if you don''t."


    Lang Yan rolled over, laid on the ground next to Hee Zhuolun''s ear, and lightly whistled. As he blew, even he himself had the urge to go to the toilet.


    Suddenly, Hee Zhuolun sat up, without saying a word, he put on his shoes and walked towards the bathroom.


    Lang Yan grinned.


    Taking his key would have very serious consequences, as he would make Hee Zhuolun unable to sleep well for many days.


    Then, Lang Yan felt that something was amiss. Why was there no one in the bathroom with Hee Zhuolun''s voice?


    Suddenly, a ''kacha'' sound came from the bathroom.


    Lang Yan could tell that the sound came from something, he squinted his eyes and quickly grabbed the blanket, then he walked to the corner of the bathroom. When the person came out, he suddenly covered them with the blanket, and at the same time, he turned to the side and passed by a string, appearing behind Hee Zhuolun. Then, he heard a squelch. It was the sound of a gun hitting the blanket.


    Lang Yan muttered curses in his heart: You really shot?


    He reached his hand into the blanket, and quickly felt for the gun from Hee Zhuolun''s arm.


    Hee Zhuolun kicked away the blanket and quickly dodged Lang Yan''s hand, then turned and pointed behind him.


    Lang Yan was like a monkey, nimbly squatting down and piercing through Hee Zhuolun''s armpits, dodging the muzzle of the gun.


    Hee Zhuolun''s reaction was especially fast as well. The moment Lang Yan pierced through the back of his armpit, he turned around with lightning speed and pointed his spear at the back of Lang Yan''s head.


    Lang Yan raised both of his hands and slowly turned towards Hee Zhuolun, laughing, "Mr Hee, you''re out of bullets, it''s useless even if you point your gun at my head."


    Hearing that, Hee Zhuolun quickly pulled the trigger, the gun released a ''Kacha Kacha'' sound, but, Lang Yan stood there unharmed.


    "Mr Hee, if you have a sleepwalking disease, you have to be cured."


    Lang Yan took the chance and threw the bullets he had taken down previously towards Hee Zhuolun.


    As Hee Zhuolun had spoken the truth twice, this time, he was no longer polite to him.


    When the bullet hit Hee Zhuolun''s eyes, he quickly grabbed onto Hee Zhuolun''s wrist and twisted in the opposite direction. With his other hand, he grabbed onto Hee Zhuolun''s palm and smashed away the gun in Hee Zhuolun''s hand, then pushed his elbow towards Hee Zhuolun.


    The violent and continuous attacks forced Hee Zhuolun to retreat two steps on the spot.


    Hee Zhuolun chuckled, and then let out a sound.


    "Are you awake? "If you don''t wake up now, you can continue to heal until you can''t go to sleep." Lang Yan didn''t believe that Hee Zhuolun had a dream from the start.


    Hee Zhuolun did not reply, he twisted his neck and clenched his fists, causing a ''ge ge ge "sound. In the next moment, he suddenly attacked towards Lang Yan.

 C32 Like a Pigs Head

    Lang Yan''s face turned cold, he rushed forward and started to fight with Hee Zhuolun.


    In the darkness, your punches and kicks were extremely fierce. Each of you used all your strength to attack the other party. In the end, you received several punches on your body and face, causing you to gasp in pain.


    The two quickly separated, panting heavily.


    Hee Zhuolun couldn''t help but shake his hands that were in so much pain. He didn''t think that this man who looked like he lived like a prince would have such amazing kung fu, like a well-trained special forces soldier. His fists were so hard that they could kill a person with one punch.


    Lang Yan hurriedly rubbed his aching arm.


    He had investigated Hee Zhuolun before, so he obviously knew that Hee Zhuolun had trained before, but he didn''t know how strong he would be. He thought Hee Zhuolun had only learnt some defensive skills, otherwise, there wouldn''t be so many bodyguards protecting him.


    However, this was not the case. The other side was not just for show, so there was no way to win against them if they continued to fight.


    Suddenly, he threw himself onto Hee Zhuolun''s body, and fiercely threw himself onto the bed. After that, his four feet wrapped around Hee Zhuolun''s body, and he closed his eyes: "Sleep."


    Then, he started snoring.


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun pushed him: "Get up."


    As if Lang Yan was really asleep, he laid on his body without moving an inch.


    "How am I going to sleep if you press on me like this?"


    Lang Yan finally moved his body, and half pressed down on Hee Zhuolun.


    Hee Zhuolun immediately pushed Lang Yan away and sat up, he took out some medicine from the bedside table and applied it to the place of pain: "Do you want to apply the medicine?"


    He knew how heavy his attacks were. If it were any other ordinary person, they would have long since been beaten to the ground by him.


    Lang Yan immediately rested his head on Hee Zhuolun''s thigh, indicating that he wanted him to apply the medicine for him.


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun discovered that this person was normally like a gentleman. He was extremely courteous and well-mannered, but he was not one bit inferior to a rogue.


    He turned on the bedside lamp, causing Lang Yan to be unaccustomed to the light. He narrowed his eyes, and when he saw Hee Zhuolun, who looked like a big flowery cat, he laughed out loud. "Your face, is like a pig''s head.


    He quickly covered the corner of his mouth that had been broken, but when he saw how Hee Zhuolun''s handsome face was beaten black and blue by him, he couldn''t help but want to laugh.


    "Like a pig''s head?" Hee Zhuolun squinted his eyes.


    No one knew who it was that had beaten his face to death just now, but they were jealous that his face was better than his.


    Hee Zhuolun poured the medicine on his finger, then pressed it to the corner of his mouth and strongly smeared it.


    Lang Yan was in so much pain that he almost cried. "Hee Zhuolun, you want to kill your husband?"


    "Hmm? Your husband? " Hee Zhuolun used even more strength: "Husband, are you comfortable?"


    Lang Yan realized that the more he behaved as if the pain was severe, the harder he used his strength.


    "Oh, it''s so comfortable, my dear, just a little harder, yes, that''s it, ah, oh, uh, just a little harder, my dear, ah!"


    The corner of Hee Zhuolun''s mouth twitched a little. He quickly pushed Lang Yan away and turned off the light to sleep.


    Lang Yan did not disturb him again and picked up the blanket from the ground and laid back on the bed. Because of the fight just now, he was so tired that he quickly fell asleep.

 C33 15825815258

    The next morning at 7: 30 a.m., the two of them woke up to a knock on the door of the martial arts room.


    Hee Zhuolun immediately stood up and went to the bathroom to wash. When he came out, the room had already been tidied up neatly, and not only was the blanket laid out flat, there were no wrinkles at all. Even the bullets and handguns that were thrown on the floor last night had been picked up and placed on the table.


    He pursed his lips and walked in front of the mirror. Looking at his swollen face, he pinched the space between his eyebrows. "What a ruthless attack."


    Lang Yan who was washing up in the guest room was not much better. He had to brush his teeth slowly, he did not dare open his mouth wide, nor did he dare to brush too quickly, for fear of getting injured.


    When he came out of the bathroom, it was already 15 minutes later. He put on the casual clothes he got from Hee Zhuolun''s room and went to the kitchen on the first floor.


    Seeing that he was busy cooking breakfast, he immediately greeted: "Uncle Wu, good morning."


    Hearing Lang Yan''s voice, Martial Arts Master quickly turned the fire down and turned to say: "Mr Lang, good morning. You went to sleep here last night, did you sleep well? Eh? Mr Lang, what happened to your face? "


    He saw that the corners of Lang Yan''s eyes and mouth had turned black, and doubt flashed across his face.


    Lang Yan laughed and said: "Nothing, it''s just that when someone was turning over, I accidentally hit him."


    Martial Arts: "..."


    What kind of strength did he need in order to be able to beat someone to such a state? Also, this person was referring to his young master, right?


    At this time, Hee Zhuolun came down from the stairs: "Uncle Wu, good morning."


    Martial Arts saw Hee Zhuolun''s pale face, and his expression changed: "Young Master, your face ¡­"


    Could it be that these two were not going to sleep at night and were fighting in the room? Otherwise, how could they have gotten up so late?


    Hee Zhuolun looked at Lang Yan in ridicule and interrupted his martial arts: "Uncle Wu, have you finished breakfast?"


    Martial Arts saw that the young master did not want him to care about their matters, so he nodded and said, "It''s almost done. Young Master, Mr Lang, you guys go outside and take a seat.


    "Woof." Suddenly, a dog''s bark came from outside the hall, following that, a black and white figure ran into the kitchen and pounced towards Hee Zhuolun.


    Joy flashed across Hee Zhuolun''s face as he hugged the figure that was pouncing towards him, "Da Guai? Why are you here? "


    Martial Art slightly smiled: "This morning, the old master sent someone to deliver it. He said he wanted Da Guai to stay here for a few days to accompany the young master."


    Hee Zhuolun smiled as he squatted down and rubbed Da Guai''s head, "Let it stay here for a week."


    Da Guai hadn''t seen her master for nearly a month, and was rubbing her hands over Hee Zhuolun''s body excitedly.


    Lang Yan knew that Hee Zhuolun had a dog called Da Guai, but he rarely brought it with him. "Is this a Border Collie?"


    The Border Collie was the smartest dog among the breeds. It had an IQ of about five to six years old.


    "Yes."


    "Public?"


    "Yes."


    "How old are you?"


    "Four years old."


    "Do you have a partner?"


    "Not yet."


    "Are you not going to find a companion for it?" Or did it look down on the other bitches? Or is it that you, the owner, don''t think any other dog is compatible with it? "


    "It''s because he doesn''t like other puppies." Hee Zhuolun squinted: "Why are you asking about this? Could he be thinking of some rotten idea to trick Da Guai? "


    "Don''t think too badly of me, I was just casually chatting. Say, your Da Guai is already 4 years old, if you still don''t find a partner, could it be ¡­"


    Lang Yan purposely used a tone to tease others.


    Hee Zhuolun looked at him suspiciously: "What is it?"


    "Incompetent."


    Martial Arts: "..."


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    "Woof." Da Guai seemed to understand Lang Yan''s words, and exclaimed in dissatisfaction.


    Lang Yan continued: "Maybe it''s gay, and only likes male dogs, but you keep on looking for female dogs for it."


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun was too lazy to bother with him, he brought Da Guai to sit on the sofa outside the hall.


    Lang Yan smiled as he followed and sat beside Da Guai, raising his hand to caress Da Guai''s head. Unexpectedly, Da Guai turned her head and avoided his hand.


    "Ai, don''t let me touch it." He humphed lightly, "Just you wait, there''s a time when you can kneel down and beg for me."


    Hee Zhuolun scoffed, "What can it request of you?"


    Most of them were human, yet they acted like a child venting his anger on a dog.


    Lang Yan did not answer him. He rubbed Da Guai''s head quickly and went to the kitchen to help cook breakfast.


    After finishing breakfast, Hee Zhuolun got in the car to go to the company, and Lang Yan followed along: "Mr Hee, give me a ride."


    Hee Zhuolun said while talking: "I''ll bring you along the way."


    "Of course it''s along the way. I will be going to Hee''s Group to interview someone later."


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun indicated for the driver to drive, and then asked Lang Yan: "What job are you interviewing?"


    Lang Yan laughed and asked: "Does Mr Hee want to open the back door for me?"


    Hee Zhuolun cast a glance at him: "If you are interviewing for a job as a security guard, I might consider opening the back door for you."


    With Lang Yan''s skill, not being a security guard or bodyguard was a waste.


    Yes, I also thought about being a security guard, but as a security guard I have to be on the night shift, so I can''t sleep with Mr Hee at night. This way, I''ll be very sad, especially after being ''hurt'' by Mr Hee last night.


    Driver: "¡­"


    Hee Zhuolun raised his hand to pinch the bruise on the corner of Lang Yan''s mouth. "Tonight, I will ''hurt'' you even more, making you feel even more unable to leave me."


    Lang Yan cried out in pain: "Don''t pinch, don''t pinch, the wound will split, it''ll be hard to interview later."


    Hee Zhuolun snorted, he released his hand, and then his phone rang.


    Seeing that it was Chai Tinghee, he picked up the phone: Tinghee, what''s the matter?


    Hearing that, Lang Yan immediately went over to Hee Zhuolun''s ear, and started eavesdropping.


    Hee Zhuolun glanced at him, but did not push him away.


    Chai Tinghee said: "Zhuolun, didn''t I not celebrate your birthday last time? So, how about we make up for it this Saturday night? "


    Hee Zhuolun thought about his journey and agreed: "Alright."


    Hearing that, Lang Yan quickly said: "Dearest, I will go too."


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    Chai Tinghee heard someone call his darling and probed, "Zhuolun, I heard someone call you darling just now."


    Moreover, it was a man''s voice.


    Did his good friend like men?


    Hee Zhuolun said: "You didn''t hear wrong."


    Seeing that Hee Zhuolun was ignoring him, Lang Yan continued to ask: "Can you, can you, can you?"


    Hee Zhuolun raised his eyebrows: "Even if I don''t agree, you will still come with me, right?"


    Lang Yan giggled: "That''s great, 1 kiss."


    He put his mouth forward and sucked on the back of his phone.


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    Would this person die if he didn''t say something that would cause misunderstanding?


    On the other side of the phone, Chai Tinghee was so shocked by the loud sounds of the kiss that he did not even notice that the phone had fallen to the ground. At that moment, his mind was filled with the scene of his good friend kissing with a man.


    When Hee Zhuolun heard the sound of his phone dropping, the corners of his mouth twitched. He hung up and pushed away the phone: "Sit properly."


    Lang Yan returned to his original position: "I changed my cell phone number yesterday. The new number is 15825815258.


    Hee Zhuolun did not bother with him, and directly closed his eyes to rest.


    Lang Yan knew that he would not remember this, so he sat down and spoke again: "This phone number is very easy to remember, I''ll teach you how to remember it, I can definitely let you remember it all by yourself. In the future, even if you lose your phone, you can still remember my phone number. "Now, listen carefully. Actually, 15825815258 can be translated into Chinese ¡­"


    He put his mouth close to Hee Zhuolun''s ear and read softly, slowly, word for word, "Do, do, love, love, love, love.


    The hot air from his nose and mouth directly sprayed into Hee Zhuolun''s ears, the magnetic voice seemed to bewitch people, causing Hee Zhuolun''s heart to race a few times, suddenly, he opened his sharp eyes and turned to look at Lang Yan.


    Lang Yan chuckled softly and sat back by the window to rest.


    This phone number was not something hshehad chosen, but Zhao Shanshan felt that it was something that was easy to remember, and it had a deeper meaning for him. At that time, she had even helped him charge tens of thousands of dollars for his phone, so he used this number.


    Along the way, Hee Zhuolun kept staring at him, only when they arrived at the company did he look away.


    Lang Yan followed behind Hee Zhuolun and they both sat in the boss''s private elevator to the personnel department on the 20th floor for an interview.


    The HR department''s elevator was facing a long corridor. In the middle of the corridor, a middle-aged man and woman were discussing something. When the elevator made a "ding" sound, they couldn''t help but look up.


    Lang Yan saw the man and woman at the long corridor, and his eyes moved slightly. He walked out of the elevator and turned to Hee Zhuolun: "Dearest, we''ll meet later."


    He pressed the close button for Hee Zhuolun and waited for the elevator door to close before turning around and walking into the long corridor. Then, he stopped in front of the pair: "Junior Sister, long time no see."


    The middle-aged woman that Lang Yan called as his junior was called Shen Wei. When Lang Yan called her, a hint of respect flashed across his face: "Senior, long time no see, let me introduce you, this is our HR manager."


    Following that, she then introduced him to the HR manager: "Manager Zhang, he is my senior, his name is Lang Yan. He is the person I mentioned to you earlier about entering our company to work for."


    Lang Yan laughed as he reached out his hand: "Hello, manager Zhang."


    Manager Zhang had personally seen this man get on the electric elevator with the CEO and immediately shook his hand: "Hello, hello."


    When Shen Wei told him that a friend was coming to work, she wanted to arrange a random job, but she didn''t expect that Shen Wei''s friend would get to know the CEO, so she couldn''t be sloppy.


    "What is Mr Lang''s specialty? I''ll arrange your work. "


    "Thank you, Manager Zhang. However, you don''t need to go through so much trouble. All you need to do is to arrange a cleaning job for Zhang Lijing."


    Manager Zhang and Shen Wei were stunned for a moment.


    Did they hear wrong?


    Lang Yan wanted to be a cleaning lady?


    Especially Shen Wei, she was simply confused by Lang Yan.


    When Lang Yan found her, he felt that it was strange. With Lang Yan''s capabilities, he could find an extremely good job with the Hee''s without his even needing to recommend him. But after recommending it, he said he wanted to be a cleaning lady.


    Manager Zhang came back to reality. "Lo ¡­" Mr Lang, can you say it again? I didn''t hear what you said clearly just now. "


    "I said I wanted to be a cleaner, but I had a request."

 C34 Many

    Manager Zhang asked, "What request?"


    He did not understand why a man whose designer clothes equated to a year''s salary would choose to work as a cleaner.


    "Manager Zhang should know that cleaners usually get off work earlier than others, and others later as well. So, I hope that I get off work at 9 in the morning, 6 in the afternoon, and can take two days off during the weekend."


    Lang Yan told them his request. This was also why when he left the elevator before, he told Hee Zhuolun that he would look for him later. His purpose was to let manager Zhang know that he knew Hee Zhuolun.


    This request was not too much. Manager Zhang immediately agreed: "No problem, I can arrange this."


    He called an employee of the Personnel Department to bring Lang Yan to the Logistics Department to report to him. When they left, he asked Shen Wei: "Manager Shen, this Mr Lang really ¡­ It''s really your senior, but why does he look so ¡­ So young? "


    No matter how he looked at it, Shen Wei was at least ten years older than Lang Yan. Logically speaking, Lang Yan should be Shen Wei''s junior brother.


    Shen Wei gave a simple explanation, "Senior Student Lang entered the academy earlier than me."


    manager Zhang laughed: "So you''re saying, there are a lot of female junior sisters in Mr Lang who are older than him?"


    "Hmm, a lot!" Shen Wei thought about the happy times she had at school and smiled, "There really are a lot of them."


    ¡ª ¡ª


    The HR Department staff member brought Lang Yan to the office of the logistics department on the first floor. He then asked the staff inside, "Is Manager Sun in?"


    The person in the office replied, "Manager Sun went to the second floor. Is there anything you need?"


    "I''m from the HR Department. Manager Zhang told me to bring someone over." The HR Department staff member walked up to one of the staff members and whispered some instructions to him.


    Lang Yan did not follow him. He stood at the entrance and observed his office, the place was clean and tidy, not a single desk had any traces of a messy place. Even if it was a ballpoint pen, it would not be placed randomly.


    "I heard that Manager Sun went to the second floor to watch her son interview." Someone beside him said in a low voice.


    "Yes, her son just graduated and happened to be hired by the company. He also studied in the field, so he went to watch her son be interviewed."


    "I really envy Manager Sun, whether it is his daughter or son, they all have excellent grades and are very capable in school. Take Manager Sun''s daughter for example, after a year in the company, she has already been promoted to assistant vice general manager. Who knows, after a few years, she might be able to get the position of manager."


    "These things are hard to come by, so don''t talk about them in front of Supervisor Sun. He doesn''t like people discussing these things, so we''d better hurry up and work. Otherwise, it''ll be bad if Supervisor Sun comes back and sees us slacking."


    "Yes."


    Just then, the HR Department staff member returned to Lang Yan''s side and introduced the person to him: "Mr Lang, this is a staff member from the Logistics Department, his name is Wu Tong, he will bring you around to familiarize with the work here, if there''s nothing else, I will be leaving first."


    Lang Yan nodded.


    Wu Tong extended his hand out towards Lang Yan: "Hello, my name is Wu Tong, from now on we are colleagues."


    Lang Yan shook his hand: "My name is Lang Yan."


    "I''ll take you to get familiar with this place and tell you about the rules here."


    Wu Tong was extremely courteous to Lang Yan, and then, brought him to the front of the staff member list. "This is the personnel form of our logistics department, you can use this to remember every single one of our colleagues."


    Lang Yan looked at the staff member''s watch and saw the photos of his colleagues on it. Suddenly, his pupils shrank as he stared at the first photo on the staff member''s watch.

 C35 Sun Mei

    The person in the photo was a middle-aged woman with delicate facial features and sleeping phoenix eyes. She looked especially pretty, but the lines on the corner of her eyes indicated that she was around 50 years old. Her long black hair was meticulously placed on the back of her head, and her pink lips were lightly closed.


    Wu Tong introduced the supervisor of their logistics department to Lang Yan: "The first photo is of Sun Mei, the person who is in charge of our department. She is no longer in the office, if you see her in the future, you can call her Manager Sun."


    "Manager Sun?" When Lang Yan softly uttered this name, his voice was especially hoarse, and even carried other strange emotions.


    "Our logistics department has a lot of things to do, not only cleaning, but ¡­" Wu Tong sputtered out a bunch of information on the logistics department: "You just arrived today, so you should familiarize yourself with the environment first before officially working tomorrow. Oh right, I heard from the personnel department that you want to take care of the cleaning, I''ll send you a new set of work clothes later."


    Lang Yan did not reply, his gaze still staring at the picture of Sun Mei.


    Wu Tong thought that he was memorizing his colleagues'' names, so he didn''t disturb him and returned to his job.


    The other colleagues immediately surrounded him and asked softly, "Wu Tong, who was that person? It can''t be the new supervisor, right? "


    Wu Tong looked at Lang Yan, and seeing that he was not looking at his, he said in a low voice: "We are new colleagues, from now on, I will be in charge of cleaning the building."


    "No way, he looks like a rich young master, why would he come here to be a cleaner?" The other colleagues started discussing at once.


    "Wu Tong, could it be that you made a mistake? "Look at his casual clothes, they are Armani''s brand name, one set is almost 100,000 yuan, which is equivalent to our annual salary. How could such a rich person come here to work as a cleaner?"


    Seeing that they were getting more and more excited, Wu Tong immediately warned them: "Can you guys be quieter? Although he is here to be a cleaner, but the HR Department told me that there is someone up there who is very big, and told us to do our best not to let him do heavy work."


    "If he doesn''t want to do rough work, then what is he doing here? Can''t you work as a clerk in other departments? "


    "Who knows what these rich people are thinking? Forget about him, quickly go back to work. The Manager Sun will be back soon. "


    When everyone heard that the Manager Sun had returned, they quickly dispersed.


    At this time, Lang Yan regained his senses, and said to Wu Tong: "I''ll start work in the afternoon."


    Wu Tong saw that his expression was strange and immediately nodded.


    Lang Yan left the logistics department and arrived at the elevator. The elevator arrived at the first floor, "Ding" sounds could be heard and two people walked out. One of them was the manager of the logistics department, Sun Mei.


    When Lang Yan saw them, he froze in place.


    The young man smiled and patted Sun Mei''s shoulders: "Mom, after I get accepted, can you help me buy a few sets of clothes I wear to work?"


    Sun Mei agreed readily: "Alright, after work tonight, we''ll go shopping and buy clothes."


    "There''s no need to be in such a hurry, is there? I haven''t been accepted yet. "


    Sun Mei laughed: "My son is so outstanding, he will definitely be accepted into the competition. Even if he is not accepted, in the future when we go to the other staff members for an interview, won''t he have to wear formal clothes as well?"


    The young man thought for a moment, then replied, "Sure, let''s go shopping after mom gets off work."


    "I''ll call your sister later."


    The mother and son chatted and laughed as they left, paying no attention to the others standing at the elevator door.


    Lang Yan watched as they left, a complicated look flashing past his eyes, and then he smirked and walked into the elevator. He pressed the button on the 59th floor, and went to Hee Zhuolun''s office.


    Yao Yu thought that Lang Yan looked a little familiar, but he was sure that he did not belong to their Hee''s Group. "Sir, may I ask who you are looking for?"


    Lang Yan said: "I am looking for your CEO, I will trouble you to inform her, tell her that Lang Yan has come, and that he will see me."


    Yao Yu quickly sized him up, he felt that this person did not look like someone who would lie for the sake of meeting the CEO. Only after being given permission did he let Lang Yan in.


    Once Lang Yan entered the office, he immediately fell on the sofa, as though he had lost all color and spirit.

 C36 Solace

    Hee Zhuolun immediately felt that something was wrong, and guessed that Lang Yan''s interview wasn''t going well, as he had been rejected by the HR Department.


    However, with Lang Yan''s eloquence, intelligence and some other aspects of his talent, it was impossible for the HR Department to not accept this kind of person. Furthermore, when they came to the HR Department, Lang Yan intentionally let the HR Department manager know that he was acquainted with the CEO, so the HR Department manager shouldn''t be so unreasonable as to not accept this kind of person, right? Aren''t you afraid that he''ll catch him?


    Hee Zhuolun looked at the lifeless Lang Yan, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but he did not know what to say. He lowered his head and continued to look at the document, and realised that he could not look through it no matter what.


    He coughed lightly and asked, "What''s wrong?"


    Lang Yan did not answer, but laid motionlessly on the sofa like a corpse.


    Hee Zhuolun raised his eyebrows, got up and walked to the sofa: "Mr Lang can''t be unable to get an interview, is he affected?"


    Lang Yan still did not speak.


    Hee Zhuolun frowned: "You don''t want to say? "Then I''ll go to the meeting?"


    Lang Yan moved his body and extended his hand out.


    Hee Zhuolun''s brows twitched: "What do you mean? Let me hold your hand? "


    Lang Yan replied, his hand stopping in mid-air.


    Hee Zhuolun hesitated for a moment, before placing his hand on it.


    Suddenly, Lang Yan pulled forcefully, pulling his down onto the sofa. After that, he buried his face in Hee Zhuolun''s thighs, and then placed Hee Zhuolun''s hand on the back of his head.


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun could hear that Lang Yan''s voice was a little hoarse, as if he was sad. It was like an injured Persian cat seeking to heal his in a safe place, it was extremely heartbreaking.


    His heart softened, little by little. He rubbed that soft hair, and could not help but ask softly: "What happened? Did the people in the company bully you? "


    If it really was that easy to solve the problem, he could just directly get the person to bully him and bring him back.


    ~ Thinking about that, his heart stopped, he should be happy to see that Lang Yan was bullied, why did he want to help him?


    Lang Yan still did not say that he had encountered some trouble, and did not want to worry about it anymore. He closed his eyes, and enjoyed the feeling of Hee Zhuolun''s fingertips moving across his head, like a pet being pampered, allowing him to unknowingly relax. Then, he turned around and fell asleep.


    Hee Zhuolun looked at his serene sleeping appearance, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.


    He helped pull out the hair on his face, then suddenly saw a small scar on Lang Yan''s forehead. Although the wound had already faded, he still immediately recognized that the scar was caused by bullets.


    "Gunshot wound?" Surprise flashed across Hee Zhuolun''s eyes, and he looked again carefully to confirm that it was really a gunshot wound. "How is that possible?"


    He actually survived after being hit on the head by a bullet? Furthermore, he was alive and well, no different from an ordinary person.


    "He sure is lucky."


    He must have walked through the gates of hell, right?


    What had happened to cause him to receive such fatal injuries?


    Hee Zhuolun put down his bangs for Lang Yan and covered his wounds. Thinking that there would be a meeting later, he took out his phone to call Yao Yu: "Change the meeting time to two o''clock this afternoon."


    He spoke in a low voice, as if afraid of waking the man in his lap. After hanging up, he rubbed his tired forehead, leaned back on the sofa, and closed his eyes for a moment.

 C37 I Envy It

    After Lang Yan fell asleep, he dreamt of many things. Some were in school, some were happy, and some were sad and helpless. In the end, when he woke up from his dream, he looked at the unfamiliar office, blinked his eyes, and then, his gaze stopped at the face of the person he was lying on.


    From his point of view, he could see Hee Zhuolun''s sexy chin, his tall nose, and his long, black, thick and perky eyelashes. He looked extremely beautiful like a small black fan.


    Lang Yan unconsciously raised his hand and slid across his soft eyelashes, making him play with his over and over again.


    Suddenly, a hand grabbed his wrist, following that, the man above slowly opened his eyes and looked at Lang Yan, and asked indifferently: "You woke up?"


    Lang Yan met Hee Zhuolun''s gaze and a look of awkwardness flashed past his face. Just now, he had actually gotten addicted to playing with the eyelashes of men. Moreover, he didn''t know what had happened to him before.


    He smiled at Hee Zhuolun and suddenly pinched the longest eyelash before pulling it down with great speed. Then, he jumped up with his fastest speed and ran to the door.


    "Hiss!" Hee Zhuolun was in pain, he covered his eyes and asked angrily: "What are you doing?"


    Lang Yan smiled, "Who asked your eyelashes to be longer than me? I was jealous of it, so I tore it off."


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    This person was really bad as soon as he recovered his spirit. He really wanted to catch him and beat him up.


    Lang Yan looked at the wall for a while: "Mr Hee, it''s almost 12, let''s go eat."


    Hee Zhuolun stood up and rubbed his eyes, then walked out of the office and said to Yao Yu: "Yao Yu, eat first, and we''ll do it in the afternoon."


    "Yes." Yao Yu stopped what he was doing and kept the important documents.


    After Hee Zhuolun told the bodyguards not to follow them, he and Lang Yan walked into the elevator.


    Once the elevator door closed, he immediately reached out and grabbed Lang Yan''s neck, "Mr Lang, tell me, do you want me to take all of your hair off one by one, hm?"


    "If the Mr Hee were to do it himself, I would feel honored." Lang Yan moved his head forward: "Let''s start with the beard."


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun''s gaze swept across his bright and clean chin and the position among the people, and stopped at his moist lips. His lips that had a smile on them were extremely attractive, as if he was warmly welcomed by others to taste his lips.


    He suddenly squinted his eyes, released Lang Yan and changed the topic: "Where do you want to go for dinner later?"


    Lang Yan fixed the collar of his shirt, "Fa Di Western Restaurant."


    This was the dining hall where Zhao Shanshan and the others ate yesterday.


    Hee Zhuolun raised his brows, "Where do you like to eat?"


    "I can''t say I like it, but the taste there is indeed good. Moreover, I can play the zither."


    Hee Zhuolun pretended not to know and asked: "You can play the zither?"


    "Yes, I''ve learned it at school before. I''ll play a few songs for you to listen to later."


    Hee Zhuolun teased, "It can''t be that the demonic music is piercing through your ears, right?"


    "Mr Hee, I am really happy, you are overestimating me, unfortunately, I am really unable to play this kind of tune, but to play such a shocking tune, crying out to the gods is still possible, I guarantee that your mood will follow the zither music."


    Seeing his confident look, the corner of Hee Zhuolun''s mouth rose bit by bit.


    Lang Yan immediately sat in front of the piano. This time, he did not make any preparations, and directly started to play, the song was extremely crazy, like a storm or ocean, it angrily lapped against the shore, it was fast, urgent and fierce. All the people in the restaurant were infected by his angry tune and frowned.


    After the two pieces of crazy music, they suddenly turned around. The music became very sad, as if it had been abandoned, and it received a great deal of damage.


    Hee Zhuolun who was sitting below and listening to the tune finally understood that Lang Yan had chosen to eat here to vent his emotions by playing the piano.


    After Lang Yan finished playing the last song, he stood up and sat opposite to Hee Zhuolun. He picked up the wine that had long been poured and took a sip: "Mr Hee, do you still remember the story of the little boy?"

 C38 You Have a Daughter

    Hee Zhuolun looked at Lang Yan and remained silent for two seconds before replying, "I remember."


    When he had first heard about the little boy, he had suspected that the little boy was talking about Lang Yan himself. However, he couldn''t guess why Lang Yan would tell him about the little boy''s intentions.


    Hearing Lang Yan talk about the little boy again, it was very likely that it had something to do with his previous bad mood.


    Lang Yan took another sip of the wine before saying, "This little boy saw his mother, who had separated for twenty years, and his own brother."


    Yes, just now, he had seen his own mother, who was also the manager of the logistics department,, and his brother, Lang Lin. The scene of a mother being filial had stung his eyes, but at the same time made him feel extremely sarcastic.


    They were clearly a family, but they did not recognize him, and he could not interject between them.


    Hee Zhuolun frowned: "And then?"


    He was even more sure that the little boy was Lang Yan now.


    "Then ¡­" Lang Yan scoffed, he did not plan to continue.


    At this moment, his phone rang.


    Seeing that it was Zhao Shanshan, Lang Yan returned to his usual smiling state and asked: "My dear junior sister, you''re calling me at this time, do you want to invite me to dinner?"


    Zhao Shanshan laughed: "Yes, I wonder if senior will honor me with this face, and accompany me to eat?"


    "Next time, I''m having a meal with a handsome guy right now."


    "Eating with a handsome guy?" Zhao Shanshan intentionally extended her voice out, and joked: "Is he my boyfriend?"


    Boyfriend?


    Lang Yan looked at Hee Zhuolun in ridicule.


    He was the other party''s daughter-in-law, a boyfriend. However, the other party did not know of his existence.


    Hee Zhuolun was perspiring profusely at his gaze. "What''s wrong?"


    "My junior sister is asking me if you''re my boyfriend. How do you think I should answer?"


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    Lang Yan did not tease him anymore and changed the topic. "Shan Shan, is my daughter still obedient?"


    "Be obedient. You just have to squat at the door and wait there every day. You should be waiting for her to come and pick you up. Seeing her like this really makes one''s heart ache."


    Lang Yan laughed: "Then I''ll have to trouble you to send her to my villa area after 7 tonight."


    Zhao Shanshan was a little reluctant: "Ok."


    "Thank you for taking care of her these days."


    "Senior is being so polite with me again. If you continue to be so polite, I''ll ignore you. Alright, I won''t disturb your meal. After 7 pm, I will send someone to send her to your villa."


    "Alright."


    Lang Yan hung up and asked: "You have a daughter?"


    "Yes?" Don''t I look like someone with a daughter? It''s not strange for someone my age to have a daughter, is it? "Don''t worry, she''s very obedient and definitely won''t disturb you. When you see her, you''ll definitely fall for her."


    Hee Zhuolun frowned his eyebrows, and did not speak anymore. After lunch, he drove back to the company, and got Yao Yu to immediately investigate if the target of the married woman was someone surnamed Lang. Then, he turned around and returned to the public office to prepare for the afternoon meeting.


    Then, "peng" a loud sound rang out. The door to the office was slammed shut, giving Yao Yu a big fright. The two bodyguards guarding the door were also shocked, and they looked at each other silently.


    This was the first time they had seen Hee Zhuolun lose his composure like this, and also the first time Hee Zhuolun had revealed his other emotions. However, when he went to eat, Hee Zhuolun''s mood was pretty good.


    Even Hee Zhuolun did not know how his mood became so bad. He was gradually lost in thought as he looked at the door that was slammed shut by him.

 C39 Pick up the Daughter

    After separating with Hee Zhuolun, they went to the logistics department on the first floor.


    Since it wasn''t time yet, the employees in the office were laughing and joking.


    "Manager Sun, since you''re going to accompany your son shopping tonight, just leave your son in the office to avoid running around and causing trouble. He''s waiting for you here and can also take a look at how we work.


    Sun Mei nodded her head: "That''s what I was thinking too, since there''s still more than four hours before I get off work, let''s just let Sun Lin wait here for me to get off work. It''s almost time for work, you guys should all go back to your seats."


    Lang Yan frowned as he stood outside the door. After hesitating for a moment, he took a deep breath and walked over to the door and knocked.


    Everyone heard the knocking on the door and raised their heads to look at the door. Seeing that it was Lang Yan, Wu Tong slapped his forehead, and stood up with a face full of regret: "Manager Sun, I forgot to tell you, a new colleague came today."


    "New colleague?" Sun Mei looked at the person at the door and felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn''t really remember where he had seen him before, "When did our logistics department recruit people? How come I didn''t know? "


    Lang Yan couldn''t help but feel a tinge of anticipation from Sun Mei''s gaze. He hoped that this woman could still recognize his son.


    Wu Tong walked forward and lowered his voice: "It was the HR manager who introduced you."


    Sun Mei quickly understood that the person at the door entered through a backdoor.


    She didn''t like people like this the most. Many capable people were eliminated during interviews because of people who went through the backdoor. They lost the opportunity to show off their abilities, and at the same time, they also lost a lot of talent in the company.


    Lang Yan saw the displeasure in Sun Mei''s eyes and mocked in his heart.


    Just a moment ago, he was truly indulging in wild fantasies. To think that the other party would recognize him. But now, putting aside recognizing him, even remembering that he had a son was a problem.


    Wu Tong had been by Sun Mei''s side for many years. He knew that Sun Mei did not like people who came in through relationships, so he quickly said: "Manager Sun, let me introduce you to a few ¡­"


    Lang Yan interrupted him: "Wu Tong, let me introduce myself."


    He returned to his usual state of mind, walked in front of Sun Mei and extended his hand out. "Manager Sun, hello.


    When Sun Mei heard his name being called Lang Yan, her expression became slightly startled, and then heard the word "Lang Yan". After hearing this explanation, she was even more shocked and could not speak, and did not dare to believe what she was hearing as she stared at Lang Yan.


    She once had a son who was also called Lang Yan, but this son was sold to rich people by her gambling husband.


    Sun Mei stared at Lang Yan again and again, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the man in front of him resembled her husband, no wonder he looked so familiar.


    "You ¡­" She excitedly held onto Lang Yan''s hand, then, as if she had thought of something, she abruptly retracted his hand, as though she had encountered a plague, and hurriedly retracted it. "I ¡­"


    For a moment, she did not know what to say. Seeing Lang Yan''s cold eyes, she suddenly felt depressed in her chest. Then, the dizziness hit her and she lost her balance and fell down.


    Sun Lin, who was standing at the side, hugged Sun Mei quickly and asked anxiously: "Mom, Mom, what''s wrong?"


    Seeing that his superior had fainted, Wu Tong''s reaction was extremely fast. "Quick, quickly send him to the hospital."


    Immediately, the logistics department fell into chaos.


    Lang Yan hesitated for a moment before following along, and took out his cell phone to call Hee Zhuolun: "My boss suddenly fainted and wants to go to the hospital, he might not be back so quickly tonight, could you help me pick up my daughter?"


    Without waiting for Hee Zhuolun''s reply, he hung up.


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun looked at his mobile phone and gave a very "gentle" smile. "Let me pick up my daughter ¡­"


    Do you think he''s a nanny?


    Hee Zhuolun kept his phone, and saw that all the people in the upper echelons of the meeting room were looking at him, and their faces suddenly darkened, as they said: "Meeting."


    All of the higher-ups trembled as they hurriedly threw themselves into the serious discussion.

 C40 Scoundrel He

    At 6 PM in the afternoon, Hee Zhuolun finished work on time and went home to eat lunch. After that, when he went out for a walk after dinner, he bumped into Zhao Family''s car.


    The driver of the Zhao Family had met Hee Zhuolun a few times before, so he immediately stated his purpose for coming here: "Hello Mr Hee, I am the personal driver of the Zhao Group. According to Miss Zhao''s instructions, I am responsible for sending Mr Lang''s daughter here."


    Hee Zhuolun looked at the carriage and raised his eyebrows: "Then let her down, my people will bring her into the villa."


    He took two steps forward and wanted to continue strolling, but it seemed as if his feet were rooted down and he was unable to move his feet away. He kept staring at the back of the chair, wanting to see what the little thing that Lang Yan was concerned about really looked like.


    "Yes."


    The driver of the Zhao Family opened the back door and said to the person inside: "Miss Bibi, you can get off now."


    Then, a pair of cute, furry feet stepped under the car and walked out at a leisurely pace. The beautiful black and white figure appeared in front of everyone''s eyes.


    Border collie?


    Hee Zhuolun raised his eyebrows in surprise. He did not expect the Zhao Family to own a Border Collie, furthermore, it was the most noble Border Collie he had ever seen, its fur was fluffy and clean, and the white fur on its neck looked like it was wearing a white scarf. It looked especially grand and elegant, with a silver crown on its head.


    The Border Collie swept his gaze across Hee Zhuolun and the bodyguard, then walked over to Hee Zhuolun with graceful steps to sniff his body, then obediently stood beside him.


    The driver of the Zhao Family closed the door and took out four large boxes from the back of the car. "Mr Hee, these four boxes contain Miss Bibi''s daily clothes, shoes, headdress and toys.


    Seeing that Hee Zhuolun was quiet, he turned around and returned to the car, then drove away.


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    What about his promised daughter?


    Why did you give him a dog and leave?


    Could the driver have forgotten about the people in the car?


    Hee Zhuolun lowered his head and looked at the Border Collie quietly.


    Could it be that this dog was Lang Yan''s daughter?


    After all, there were many people who liked to call pets their sons and daughters, so it was not strange that Lang Yan would call them daughters.


    Just like master, just like pets, their temperament was the same as Lang Yan''s.


    But what about the four boxes of clothes and toys?


    After a long while, Hee Zhuolun asked the stupidest question he had ever heard since birth, "Is it really a dog?"


    Several black lines appeared on the bodyguards'' foreheads. "Young Master, you didn''t see wrongly, he is indeed a dog."


    However, this dog gave them the feeling of a fifteen to sixteen year old noble girl standing quietly in front of them, exuding a calm, calm, beautiful, noble, and elegant temperament.


    Hee Zhuolun squatted down and looked at the Border Collie''s face. Then, the air that had stuck up for half a day suddenly disappeared without a trace.


    He laughed meaningfully. "Good day to you, daughter."


    Hee Zhuolun rubbed the head of the Border Collie, then stood up and said to one of the bodyguard: Tell Uncle Wu to come over and prepare the feast, the others should move the suitcases over.


    Then he lowered his head and said to the Border Shepherd, "You come in with me."


    He didn''t care if the dog understood his words. He turned around and went back to the villa. The border collie followed him at a moderate pace and was very obedient.


    When it was almost nine o''clock, Lang Yan finally returned to the villa area. Looking at Hee Zhuolun who was watching the news in the hall, he said, "Mr Hee, I''m back."


    Hee Zhuolun turned his head to look at him, and stared at his body for two seconds, then asked: "Who is your superior? How did he suddenly faint? "


    Lang Yan''s eyes darkened, he lowered his eyelids and sat beside Hee Zhuolun: "My boss is Manager Sun from the Logistics Department, the doctor said that she had worked too hard everyday before he suddenly fainted."


    "Logistics manager? Is he called Sun Mei? " Hee Zhuolun had some impression of her. Although this person was not an important person in the upper echelons, he admired the attitude of someone who worked hard at work. There was also his daughter, whose work ability was also not bad.


    "Yes."


    "You work in the logistics department? "What kind of work?"


    Lang Yan winked at him: "Guess."


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun rolled her eyes and changed the topic, "Have you eaten yet? There''s food for you in the kitchen. "


    Lang Yan smiled and pinched Hee Zhuolun''s crotch: "You are so virtuous. By the way, when I called him back just now, it was your bodyguard who paid the money for me. You will return the money to him tomorrow."


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun slapped his hand away and continued watching the news.


    Lang Yan got up and walked towards the kitchen.


    Hee Zhuolun looked at his retreating back and took out his phone to call Yao Yu: "Yao Yu, find someone to buy some gifts for the manager of the logistics department to take a look at the hospital tomorrow. You can give her a few days of rest and say that she''s on paid leave.


    Yao Yu replied: "Among the married women in our company, there isn''t anyone with the surname ''Lang''."


    "No?"


    Hee Zhuolun squinted his eyes and thought, maybe the person Lang Yan met in the company was a customer of the company, or maybe Lang Yan was not surnamed Lang previously: "Alright, I understand."


    Just then, Lang Yan''s voice came out from the kitchen: Dog meat?


    Hee Zhuolun smiled, then hung up.


    Lang Yan quickly walked out from the kitchen: "Mr Hee, are the tonight''s dishes dog meat?"


    Hee Zhuolun raised his brows, "Is there a problem? Oh yeah, I didn''t receive your daughter tonight, but instead received a dog delivered by someone else. Since I didn''t leave any food for you, I let Uncle Wu kill that dog for you to eat. "


    Lang Yan opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "What? You killed it? "


    That was his precious daughter, but Hee Zhuolun actually killed it. If he knew earlier, he would have told Hee Zhuolun, his daughter was just a dog, if not, he wouldn''t have ¡­


    Wait, even if he didn''t say it clearly, Hee Zhuolun wouldn''t be so stupid as to not know that he was his daughter, right?


    "You lied to me? Right? "


    Seeing his anxious face, Hee Zhuolun snorted.


    Who told you to lie to me.


    Lang Yan had already lost all appetite to eat, and was looking around the hall for his daughter''s figure: Bibi, Bibi?


    He barked several times, but no dog answered him, thinking, You''re not really killed, are you?


    With Hee Zhuolun''s hardened heart, it was very possible for him to do such a thing.


    Lang Yan could only call out loudly in the end, "Bessany."


    "Woof!" A clear barking sound came from upstairs. Following that, a black and white figure dashed down from upstairs, rushing towards Lang Yan.


    When Lang Yan saw his family''s darling, he hugged her happily. "Darling, I missed dad so much."


    Bibi excitedly licked her face.


    Lang Yan was also happy to kiss its face a few times. "Darling, Scoundrel He, I didn''t bully you did I?"


    When Hee Zhuolun heard this form of address, the corner of his mouth twitched violently.


    Bibi did not understand what her father was saying, but she still barked twice.


    Lang Yan brought Bibi to sit beside Hee Zhuolun. "Mr Hee, let me introduce you.


    Hee Zhuolun looked at him lazily.


    Lang Yan repeated: "Bessany."


    When Bibi heard her father call it, she also cried out.


    Lang Yan saw that Hee Zhuolun still did not respond, and said it again.


    "Woof."


    "Beasney."


    "Woof."


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun squinted, and stared at Lang Yan: "Is it really that name? Why do I sound like I''m being looked down on? "


    Lang Yan smiled, "You finally recognized it? I just despise you. "


    He had actually cheated him with dog meat and said that he had killed his daughter, but his daughter''s name was actually Beasney, a name that the girls had helped to name, and he felt as if they were saying "despise you."


    Lang Yan continued to call out, "Bessany."


    "Woof."


    "Beasney."


    "Woof."


    "Beasney."


    "Woof." Bibi was really excited.


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    "Woof woof woof, woof woof woof." Another dog howl came from upstairs. Following that, a black and white figure excitedly ran down the stairs and rushed to Bibi''s side, happily rubbing her hands and even licking Bibi''s mouth with her tongue.


    Bibi quickly turned her head away, avoiding the dog kiss, and went to hide in front of her father.


    "Da Guai, Da Guai, your hair has not dried yet, why are you running?" Martial Arts ran downstairs with a hairdryer: "This child, seeing Miss Bibi run, he won''t be able to sit still."


    Lang Yan looked at Da Guai who was rubbing against his precious daughter, and smiled deeply: "Has Da Guai taken a fancy to my?"


    Hearing this, Hee Zhuolun suddenly had a bad premonition.


    Martial arts laughed: "Miss Bibi is so beautiful, Da Guai must have taken a fancy to Miss Bibi."


    He had lived for dozens of years, but he had never seen such a noble Border Collie before. No wonder Da Guai, who had high standards, liked Miss Bibi.


    Lang Yan pushed Da Guai, who was constantly rubbing against him, "You want to chase after my Bibi? Fine, kneel down and lick my shoes, begging me. I''ll consider letting you chase after Bibi."


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    So he was waiting here for Da Guai to beg him, but from the looks of it, Lang Yan had already expected Da Guai to fall for his daughter.


    Martial Arts: "..."


    Had Da Guai offended the Mr Lang?


    How could Da Guai understand the meaning behind Lang Yan''s words? After being pushed away, she shamelessly walked over.


    Lang Yan pushed it away again: "Mr Hee, your Da Guai seems to really like my Bibi. How about this, as his master, you lick his shoes and beg me for him."


    Hee Zhuolun''s face darkened. "Da Guai, come here."


    Da Guai ignored Hee Zhuolun and continued to rub against him.


    "Da Guai, you even listened to my words?"


    Da Guai felt that her master''s mood was bad, so she whined and ran back to Hee Zhuolun''s side.


    "Mr Hee, don''t be so fierce towards Da Guai, Da Guai is already four years old and she still hasn''t had a companion. It must be worried in its heart, Bibi, don''t you think so?"


    Bibi coordinated with his with a "wow" sound.


    When Da Guai heard Bibi''s shout, she immediately ran back to Bibi''s side to curry favor with him.


    Hee Zhuolun was instantly speechless.


    Martial arts silently smiled at the side.


    He realized that after the Mr Lang had settled in, not only did the place become more lively, it had also become much more lively.

 C41 This Man Is Not Bad to the Extreme

    This man is not that bad.


    The two dogs quarreled until eleven o''clock before returning to their room to bathe and sleep.


    Just like last night, Lang Yan would first bathe in the guest room, then sleep in Hee Zhuolun''s room.


    After being tired for the whole day, he closed his eyes the moment he touched the bed, but his mind was filled with the scene of Sun Mei shaking hands with him today.


    He could tell that Sun Mei had already recognized that he was her son, but was so afraid that she didn''t dare to recognize him.


    Thinking of this, he curled his lips in a sarcastic manner.


    At least from the photos and the clothes, he looked like a capable woman. He never thought that she would still be so weak, not even daring to shake hands, he suspected that she might not even have the position of the logistics manager.


    As Lang Yan thought about this, he drowsily fell asleep. In his dream, he felt someone pick up his arm, and then "Kacha", it seemed to be the sound of handcuffs.


    Eh?


    Handcuffing?


    Lang Yan suddenly opened his sleepy eyes, and what entered his sight was Hee Zhuolun''s handsome face, following that, he noticed that his four limbs had been handcuffed to the head of the bed and the end of the bed.


    He shook his hand, and the handcuffs made kenglang sounds. He frowned, and laughed: "Mr Hee, you haven''t slept for most of the night, you aren''t planning to use this opportunity to molest me, are you?"


    Before, he had only been thinking about Sun Mei and had even forgotten that he still had Hee Zhuolun by his side. How could he have fallen asleep so carelessly?


    Hee Zhuolun smiled, "Mr Lang, you''re thinking too much. The only reason I''m doing this is because I''m worried that you might act that way last night."


    He did not give Lang Yan a chance to speak, and took out a sealing gum to seal Lang Yan''s mouth: "Mr Lang, before we sleep here, let''s listen to the music."


    Lang Yan looked at him suspiciously.


    Music?


    What music?


    Hee Zhuolun took out his phone with earplugs, stuffed it into Lang Yan''s ears, and pressed the play button on his phone. Following that, Lang Yan heard the crisp whistle sound.


    He quickly understood what Hee Zhuolun was trying to do and stared wide-eyed at him.


    It can''t be?


    Did he want him to wet his pants?


    Hee Zhuolun''s smile became even wider as he took off the earplugs on Lang Yan''s right hand and said with a smile, "Mr Lang, don''t you dare piss on yourself. Oh right, I forgot to tell you, this song is circular and will blow until the phone has no electricity. "


    "¡­" Lang Yan looked at the time on his phone, there was still 99% of the battery.


    Damn, is this the tempo of killing him?


    He realized that Hee Zhuolun really did hold a grudge, and the person who offended Hee Zhuolun definitely would not have a good ending.


    That''s right, did he mean that Bibi''s feast was a dog meat feast?


    "I''m sleeping." Seeing Lang Yan''s face that looked like he was eating a turtle, Hee Zhuolun''s mood became especially good. He should be able to sleep well tonight.


    But in the end, he was wrong. Not long after he closed his eyes, he heard a low, low, and hoarse voice calling out to him from the side. It was very seductive, and also very enchanting.


    Hee Zhuolun suddenly sat up, and said with a gloomy face: "Shut up."


    Lang Yan looked at him while smiling, as if he was saying "I can''t hold it anymore". Who told me to hold my breath, then I''ll just hold it in for sure, and in any case, he didn''t say that he wasn''t going to shout at me.


    Hee Zhuolun pinched his crotch. "If you make any more weird noises, I''ll use you to vent my anger."


    Lang Yan suddenly felt his chrysanthemum tightening, and did not dare to make a sound.


    Hee Zhuolun snorted, turned, and fell asleep.


    Lang Yan looked at the ceiling, aggrieved.


    That night, he was destined to endure a painful night.


    Lang Yan tried to divert his attention so that he could quickly fall asleep. However, all he could hear were the ecstatic whistles and he felt like peeing more and more ¡­


    Damned Hee Zhuolun, you remember this.


    Lang Yan felt that his lower body was growing bigger and bigger, to the point that he couldn''t sleep at all. There were even a few times where he almost peed on his pants.


    It was unknown how much time had passed, but the sky outside the window gradually brightened. Following that, the phone''s alarm clock also rang.


    Lang Yan''s spirit was lifted, and he immediately looked at the man beside him.


    Under the alarm clock''s ringing, Hee Zhuolun finally opened his eyes and slowly stood up.


    "Yes, yes, yes." Lang Yan quickly cried out.


    He couldn''t hold it in any longer.


    Hee Zhuolun acted as if he did not hear anything, and directly went into the bathroom. Only after fifteen minutes did he come out from the bathroom and uncuffed Lang Yan''s hands.


    Lang Yan was untied and rushed into the bathroom like a rocket.


    Hee Zhuolun could no longer hold back his laughter. This time, did he know how bad it felt to be locked in the police station?


    When Lang Yan was almost done, he walked to the bathroom door and saw Lang Yan leaning against the wall, exhaling comfortably, "The feeling of being relaxed is really good!"


    Hee Zhuolun laughed once again before turning around and changing his clothes to head downstairs.


    Martial Arts, who was preparing breakfast, heard the sound of someone coming down the stairs. When he turned around, he saw the corner of Hee Zhuolun''s mouth curling up into a smile and asked: "Young Master, you are smiling so happily, did you encounter some good news?"


    "Did I laugh?" Hee Zhuolun touched the corner of his mouth, only to realize that the corners of his mouth had curved up to a very high angle. He couldn''t even hold it in if he wanted to, and it would be funny if he could think of Lang Yan peeing for an entire night.


    Martial Arts said with a smile: "I haven''t seen Young Master so happy in a long time."


    Hee Zhuolun laughed again: "Uncle Wu, I''m going out to train."


    "Alright."


    Da Guai, who was playing in the courtyard, saw his master come out and excitedly ran over. Bibi, who was at the side, looked at them from afar as if she wanted to go but did not want to. In the end, she did not follow him.


    Hee Zhuolun ran five rounds around the courtyard before returning to the villa and seeing Lang Yan descending from the stairs.


    He asked smilingly: "Mr Lang, you don''t look too good. Do you want me to ask you for a leave of absence?"


    It seems like he really did hold back his anger last night.


    Lang Yan gritted his teeth, "There''s no need to trouble Mr Hee."


    "Are you sure you don''t need to? I was afraid you might pass out like your boss. "


    "Thank you Mr Hee for your concern. I will find a way to rest well."


    "Is that so?"


    Hee Zhuolun was very curious about how he was going to rest in the company. When he went to the company, he found out that Lang Yan was actually working as a cleaner.


    This job could be said to be the lowest level job in the entire company, but it was incredibly free. They could travel freely from floor to floor, and they could even find an excuse to hide somewhere and rest while they were busy, as long as they didn''t get caught.


    Lang Yan was using this as an excuse to openly "hide" and go to the CEO''s office to sleep.


    If it were not for the fact that he did not sleep well last night, Hee Zhuolun would not have turned a blind eye and allowed him to lie in his office.


    However, in the next few days, whenever Lang Yan had the time, he would enter his office to drink tea and eat pastries. After that, he would sit in the company''s office and wait for to eat lunch or leave work together with him.


    "Are you done with your work?" Hee Zhuolun, who was busy working his way through, could not help but say: "My company does not invite idle people."


    Lang Yan threw the grapes into his mouth: "I finished them a long time ago."


    Hee Zhuolun didn''t believe him. He had only been at work for two hours, how could he complete today''s mission so quickly?


    "Is that so? If I find out that your job is not up to standard or if you do something perfunctory, I''ll fire you just the same. "


    He gave her a call and asked Yao Yu to check on Lang Yan''s work.


    Lang Yan didn''t mind as he continued to eat the grapes.


    Ten minutes later, Yao Yu entered the office to report: "CEO, Mr Lang has already cleaned up the area."


    Hee Zhuolun raised his brows, "Which floor is he in charge of?"


    "He''s in charge of the 50th to 60th floors."


    Hee Zhuolun frowned, could 10 floors be completed within 2 hours?


    "Is someone helping?"


    Yao Yu said: "I have asked the staff on the floor, they all said that the Mr Lang alone completed it."


    He looked at Lang Yan and continued, "They also said that Mr Lang''s work efficiency is exceptionally fast and their cleaning is also very clean. They also said that after working at the company for many years, this is the first time seeing such an efficient cleaner."


    After that, he checked the place that Lang Yan had cleaned. It was indeed very clean, it was as if the floor had been refreshed, and under the shine of the sun, it was like a mirror that could reflect light. There were also all sorts of dead angles that had been cleaned, meaning that this person had a meticulous mind, otherwise, he would not be able to do this.


    Hee Zhuolun raised his eyebrows in surprise.


    If Yao Yu did not say this out loud, he really would not believe it.


    Hee Zhuolun decided to go out and see for himself.


    As he walked out of the office, he was immediately drawn to the clean, bright floor, like a new floor that had just been set, and then the back corner of the flowerpot and the dead end of the window were swept away without a speck of dust.


    Hee Zhuolun touched it by the window, his fingers still very clean: "How did he do it?"


    He clearly didn''t look like a man who didn''t care about the Yang Spring Water. How could he clean the ten floors so cleanly in just two hours?


    Hee Zhuolun suddenly thought of the school Lang Yan studied and his specialty. He thought, a man couldn''t possibly have learned the art of living and then, cleaning and cooking were two of the skills he learned in life?


    He couldn''t find anything wrong with it, so he could only return to the office. Seeing that Lang Yan had already fallen asleep, he subconsciously picked up the suit that was hooked onto Lang Yan''s body and continued to look at his own documents. However, he didn''t notice that the person lying on the sofa had the corner of his mouth hooked up little by little.


    "This man isn''t that bad."


    Lang Yan muttered softly. Smelling the perfume on his suit, he gradually fell asleep.


    He waited until 5: 30 in the afternoon before returning to his office on the first floor, changing into his own clothes and participating in the birthday banquet with Hee Zhuolun.

 C42 A Good Father-in-law

    At seven thirty, Hee Zhuolun brought Lang Yan to Wang Jue''s private club that he had made an appointment with his friend on time.


    Once Lang Yan got off the carriage, he grabbed Hee Zhuolun''s shoulders and asked: "Mr Hee, how will you introduce me to your friends later? If introducing us to them as ordinary friends, why would they bring me to your party with your friends? However, if we were good friends, your friends would definitely not believe us. "


    Hee Zhuolun casted a glance at him and said in a bland voice, "I will tell them that you are Da Guai''s father-in-law."


    "Mr Hee, you are too good at taking advantage of people, aren''t you? I haven''t even agreed to let them be together, how did they become Da Guai''s father-in-law? "


    "Do I need your permission?"


    Lang Yan was curious: "I am Bibi''s father, why do I not need to agree?"


    Hee Zhuolun curled his lips: "You, who haven''t been home all day, how can you stop them from dating privately? Maybe after a while, you''ll be a grandfather. Mr Lang, do you think I should congratulate you here in advance? "


    Lang Yan, "..."


    Why didn''t he think of this?


    Then, would he still have time to bring Da Guai to have his given birth to the child tomorrow?


    However, if he really did this, with Hee Zhuolun''s vengeful personality, he would probably take revenge. For example, by knocking him out and bringing him to the hospital to be tied up ¡­


    The two of them arrived at the private room''s door on the seventh floor. As the door was knocked, they immediately heard someone call out happily, "Everyone, look! The main character of tonight has arrived."


    The people in the room immediately surrounded him with smiles, "Young Master He, if you hadn''t come, we would have starved to death here."


    Hee Zhuolun smiled and introduced them: "Let me introduce to you all, this is my friend, Lang Yan."


    Lang Yan nodded to them. "Hello."


    Everyone greeted him warmly, "Hello."


    They knew clearly in their hearts that the person who could make Hee Zhuolun bring people here was definitely not an ordinary friend.


    Hee Zhuolun then introduced their friends from left to right towards Lang Yan: "This is Jin Shuyan, Chai Tinghee, Ding Kai, O''han, Bai Haocheng, Shangguan Yi Hong, Chu Zheng, and..."


    His gaze stopped at the only woman in the room. "Jiang Yinxin."


    Jiang Yinxin smiled and reached out her hand to Lang Yan: "Hello."


    Lang Yan''s eyes flashed.


    This woman must be the person Zhao Shanshan had mentioned to be engaged to?


    He then pulled Jiang Yinxin''s hand and kissed it softly, "Miss Jiang, I am glad to be able to recognize you. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."


    Jiang Yinxin was indeed very beautiful. With the small face of a melon seeds that many women envied, fair skin, clear and moist eyes that did not have a single blemish, a small nose that was tall and straight. Her small mouth was as alluring as a cherry, and her elegance was as clean and elegant as an angel.


    When Jiang Yinxin heard these words of praise, her beautiful face flushed red: "Mr Lang, you are also the most elegant gentleman that I have ever seen."


    Shangguan Yi Hong joked: "Yinxin, you mean to say that we are not good enough?"


    Jiang Yinxin quickly explained, "No, no, that''s not what I meant ¡­"


    Chu Zheng patted on Shangguan Yi Hong''s shoulder, "Kid, you dare to bully Yinxin in front of Zhuolun, are you tired of living?"


    Hearing this, Chai Yan He looked at Hee Zhuolun and Lang Yan, and could not help but recall the phone call from a few days ago.


    He patted Hee Zhuolun''s shoulder. "Zhuolun, I have something to ask you."


    When the others heard this, they tactfully dispersed.

 C43 Youre Really Amazing

    Chai Tinghee and Hee Zhuolun walked to a quiet corner and immediately said: "Zhuolun, I don''t know what kind of relationship you have with Mr Lang, but I have to remind you of one thing, you and Yinxin are inseparable."


    When he went out to play, he had never brought anyone with him or asked his male companion to accompany him. Even if he was really interested in men, he thought that it was only for fun, but he never expected that his good friend would actually bring someone to an important birthday banquet. It could be seen that Lang Yan had a different meaning to his good friend.


    Suddenly, Hee Zhuolun''s face darkened, and he looked at Chai Tinghee without saying a word.


    Just then, a voice came out from the other side of the table: "Lang Yan, you''re awesome."


    Hee Zhuolun and Chai Tinghee looked over, only to see Lang Yan holding onto two matching wine cups and shaking it left and right, it was extremely rhythmic, and under his violent movements, the wine inside actually did not leak out.


    After about a minute, Lang Yan stopped his actions, and poured the shaken wine into the cup with the dark purple fruit juice, following that, the wine spread out in the juice, and under the illumination of the lamp, it revealed a dazzling color.


    Everyone exclaimed once again, "Beautiful!"


    Lang Yan pushed the alcohol to Ou Ba Han: "Try it."


    Suddenly, his eyes lit up, "Delicious, too delicious. The faint sweetness has a hint of astringency, when I thought I was drinking fruit juice, I found out I was actually drinking wine, but when I thought I was drinking, it also seemed like I was drinking fruit juice, there was a kind of ever-changing feeling, it''s really a memorable."


    "Is it really that good to drink?" Bai Haocheng did not believe that a situation where there was no wine mixing equipment nor was there a variety of wine, could make such a delicious wine.


    He took the one in O''Brien''s hand, took a long drink, and frowned. "It doesn''t feel that way."


    "Wasting, wasting." O''Brien acted as if he knew how to cherish a treasure as he quickly snatched the wine cup back. "You have to taste this wine to be able to taste its various flavors. It would be weird if you can taste it in big gulps."


    Bai Haocheng cut his throat.


    Jin Shuyan laughed and asked: "Mr Lang is a bartender?"


    "No, it''s just that I''ve learned how to mix wine in the past." Lang Yan mixed another cup of different wine and brought it in front of Jin Shuyan.


    Jin Shuyan tasted a small mouthful, "Indeed not bad."


    Actually, it wasn''t just ''good.'' He was even better than a bartender.


    Jiang Yinxin smiled slightly: "I never thought that not only does Mr Lang play the piano very well, he can even make a good wine. Mr Lang is truly talented."


    Lang Yan was puzzled: "Miss Jiang, how did you know I know how to play the piano?"


    Could it be what Hee Zhuolun said?


    But Hee Zhuolun was not a talkative person, he could not bring these small matters up and talk about them everywhere.


    "A few days ago, when I was eating with Lun at the Fa Di Western Restaurant, I saw that Mr Lang and Miss Zhao were playing < < Sky City > > together. It was very nice, I hope that I can hear the Mr Lang playing the piano again when I get the chance."


    "There will be a chance." Lang Yan looked at Hee Zhuolun who was in the corner.


    This man clearly had heard of him playing the piano a long time ago, but he acted as if he didn''t know that he knew how to play the piano.


    Hee Zhuolun caught Lang Yan''s gaze and his mood inexplicably improved. The corners of his mouth hooked up into a smile: "Let''s go eat."


    Chai Tinghee took note of the interaction between the two of them, sighed slightly, and returned to his circle of friends.

 C44 As Long as You like It

    Hee Zhuolun sat beside Lang Yan and said: "Let''s eat."


    The other people sat down one after another, and cleared the space on the other side of Hee Zhuolun for him with great tacit understanding.


    When everyone was seated, Ding Kai asked the waiter to bring the dishes they had ordered back to the private room. Then she turned on the various boilers on the table so that everyone could eat hot pot, fried meat and barbecue, and also some dishes cooked by the chef in the restaurant, and after dinner, there were some fruit and dessert supplies.


    Lang Yan finally grilled the meat and fried it. The people beside took away two-thirds of the grilled meat and fried meat very quickly.


    Hey!


    He looked at Hee Zhuolun gloomily.


    Wasn''t this person too self-conscious?


    Wouldn''t he roast it himself?


    Hee Zhuolun elegantly took a bite of the roast meat and chewed it: "Thank you, it''s very delicious."


    He had tasted Lang Yan''s cooking skills before, so he was very confident in Lang Yan''s barbecue and fried meat. As expected, after eating it, it did not disappoint him, as if he was brought along with a chef.


    "¡­" Lang Yan smiled, "It''s good that you like it."


    He was going to put more chilli peppers on the table before the meat was cooked. He wanted to see if this person would dare to eat more.


    Unexpectedly, the roasted meat was covered with a pile of red chili powder, causing Hee Zhuolun to eat it without hesitation.


    Sitting opposite to him, Shangguan Yi Hong asked in shock: "Zhuolun, since when do you like spicy food?"


    Other than this, he also noticed that Hee Zhuolun had not touched Yinxin''s roast meat and fried meat from beginning to end. Although he had not eaten much of Yinxin''s fried meat in the past, he knew that he wouldn''t be like today, where he hadn''t even tasted a single bite.


    When the others heard this, they all looked towards Hee Zhuolun.


    Hee Zhuolun said, "I''ve only started trying to eat spicy dishes recently, and I feel that the taste of the chili peppers is pretty good too."


    During the days that Lang Yan stayed at his house, he would sometimes cook one or two dishes personally. Then, he noticed that Lang Yan would put some chilies in the dishes to increase the taste.


    He used to find it laughable when others said that they would not do anything. It was so painful that tears could even fall from his eyes. How could he allow others to do as he pleased?


    However, the current him felt that he was lacking something when it came to food without chilies.


    Jiang Yinxin secretly heaved a sigh of relief.


    It was Len who had changed the taste.


    She had thought that Len would not eat her grilled food because she was grilling badly, or because he didn''t want to talk to her.


    Jiang Yinxin scattered the chili powder on the roast meat and said, "Lun, mine is done roasting. Do you want to eat some?"


    "You didn''t eat much from start to finish, so you might as well eat by yourself." Hee Zhuolun had almost finished his meal and changed to the vegetarian dishes in the hotpot.


    Jiang Yinxin was a little disappointed. Since she did not eat spicy dishes, she could only place the BBQ on the other side.


    Lang Yan coldly snorted in his heart.


    It turned out that the woman who cared about him was the reason why he kept snatching for his barbecue.


    When Lang Yan saw Hee Zhuolun pick up the vegetables from the hotpot, his gaze moved.


    Just as Hee Zhuolun was putting it in his mouth, he suddenly patted Hee Zhuolun''s shoulder and laughed: "We are almost full now, but we have not wished for it to happen yet ¡­ Happy birthday to Zhuolun. "


    So dangerous!


    I almost had to call him Mr Hee again.


    "Cough, cough ¡­" "Cough, cough ¡­"


    Being slapped by him, Hee Zhuolun immediately choked on the chili oil on the dish, and almost lost half his life.


    "Len, you didn''t?" Jiang Yinxin looked at Hee Zhuolun''s beautiful face that was blushing red and felt a pain in his heart. He quickly poured Hee Zhuolun a cup of water to drink.


    Lang Yan immediately apologized: "I''m sorry, I didn''t notice you eating."


    Hee Zhuolun looked at the dishonest face, and the corner of his mouth twitched.


    Could it be to take revenge on him for stealing the barbecue?


    He really couldn''t let down his guard against this man for even a second.

 C45 Happy Mid-autumn Festival

    When Hee Zhuolun calmed down, everyone raised their cups to wish him a happy birthday. After the meal, they gave their gifts to Hee Zhuolun.


    Lang Yan frowned. Although he had already given Hee Zhuolun a present early on, seeing everyone bringing gifts for his celebration still felt a little awkward.


    He sat down in front of the fruit bowl and picked up the toothpick. Then, he began carving on the sliced watermelon, skillfully and quickly. He could even carve patterns on the fragile watermelon slices without any design or damage.


    This action immediately attracted everyone''s attention. Bai Haocheng asked curiously: "Lang Yan, what are you inscribing?"


    Lang Yan laughed but did not say a word, the watermelon slice in his hand quickly carved out the word "Long", the words were written in Chinese characters, like a calligrapher writing on a watermelon, it was extremely beautiful, and then the word "life" was followed by "100".


    "I didn''t bring any present today, so I wanted to borrow some watermelon slices." He placed four pieces of watermelon in front of Hee Zhuolun. "A small heart, no respect."


    Hee Zhuolun looked at the four words on the table, curled his lips and said: "Thank you, the gift you gave me a few days ago, was also not bad."


    He ate four pieces of watermelon.


    Seeing that, Chai Tinghee raised his eyebrows: You sure know how to please people.


    "What?" Shangguan Yi Hong looked at him with a puzzled expression.


    "Nothing."


    Jin Shuyan smiled slightly: "I never thought that Mr Lang''s sculptors would know about it so well. Mr Lang is truly multi-talented, I wonder if you would be interested in my company ¡­"


    Hee Zhuolun interrupted him: "Shuyan, let''s not talk about the company at the gathering."


    "Sorry."


    Ding Kai said, "Since we''ve finished eating, why don''t we go upstairs to the entertainment district and play all night?"


    Jin Shuyan nodded: "Ok."


    Hee Zhuolun looked at Jiang Yinxin. "Yinxin, it''s already eleven o''clock, do you want someone to send you back?"


    Jiang Yinxin hesitated for a moment before nodding.


    The place was full of men, and it wasn''t convenient for her to stay here alone with a woman. Besides, men''s recreations weren''t suitable for her to play with, so she just sat there and watched, and besides, Len didn''t like it when she came home too late.


    Hee Zhuolun got a bodyguard to escort Jiang Yinxin back, then he followed the others to the elevator.


    Bai Haocheng suggested: "In order to increase the amount of fun, how about adding truths and big adventures to all kinds of entertainment?"


    Of course everyone agreed.


    Everyone present wasn''t lacking in money. If it was just gambling, then it wouldn''t be much fun, and winning or losing was the same. Unless they gambled with their entire fortune, they would only feel the excitement.


    Jin Shuyan asked: "How do I increase my power?"


    "Of course the loser answers the winner''s question or does what the winner asks."


    Hearing that, Lang Yan''s eyes lit up, and subconsciously looked towards Hee Zhuolun.


    Hee Zhuolun also looked at Lang Yan.


    The moment the elevator opened, a smile appeared on both of their faces at the same time.


    Lang Yan patted Hee Zhuolun''s shoulder. "What do you want to play with?"


    "As you wish."


    "Play from beginning to end?"


    "Sure."


    "No."


    "No."


    The two of them walked out of the elevator with smiles on their faces.


    Bai Haocheng''s forehead was covered in sweat, "What are they saying? What do you mean you don''t have a heart? "


    "After losing," Ding explained, "there is no true word, only great adventure."


    Truth be told, the game didn''t necessarily allow people to speak the truth. On the contrary, it was more exciting and more realistic to take a great risk.


    "Zhuolun seems to have a good relationship with Lang Yan."


    The others looked at each other.


    They also felt that their relationship was pretty good, but it gave them a feeling that they would not rest until they were done with each other.

 C46 It Is Impossible Not to be Cruel

    Lang Yan and Hee Zhuolun arrived at the billiard room and used the snooker billiard ball.


    Hee Zhuolun picked up the billiard ball, "Didn''t you say last time that the longevity star was the biggest? Does that mean I can kick the ball first? "


    "Since we already said it was the last time, then it means it was the last time. This time, we will use the coin''s opposite sides to decide who will be the first to kick the ball." Lang Yan was not stupid, if he let Hee Zhuolun kick the ball, the other party would definitely take the initiative.


    Hee Zhuolun did not object, but asked Jin Shuyan and the others for a coin. "Do you want the front or the back?"


    Lang Yan said: "On the other side."


    Hee Zhuolun threw the silver coin on the table and it quickly flew up to the sky. Then, it landed on the billiard table, turned N circles, and slowly stopped.


    He looked at it and pursed his lips, "Sorry, it was the front."


    Lang Yan made a please gesture, then walked to the side and sat down.


    "We will fight three rounds to decide the victor." Hee Zhuolun laid on the billiard ball and carefully adjusted the angle. Then, with a forceful strike, the white ball quickly shot out, "Dang", the triangular-shaped ball suddenly dispersed, and two red balls quickly rolled into the hole.


    Bai Haocheng walked to Lang Yan''s side and smiled: "Lang Yan, be careful when you''re struck by one of Zhuolun''s sword."


    Lang Yan saw the billiards on the table being thrown into the hole one by one, and couldn''t help but to squint his eyes: "If that''s really the case, then I''ll be really unlucky. When that time comes, I''ll have to trouble you to call an ambulance."


    "Aren''t you exaggerating too much? Zhuolun will not be so ruthless. "


    Lang Yan laughed without saying a word.


    Hee Zhuolun might not be so ruthless to his friends, but he might not be so ruthless to him.


    Bai Haocheng patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Although Zhuolun''s table tennis has reached the international level and ordinary people cannot win against him, but we can still win from other entertainment such as ¡­"


    Chai Tinghee, who was standing behind him, cut him off immediately: "Hao Cheng, are you trying to sell Zhuolun out?"


    "I just did not want Lang Yan to lose so badly." Bai Haocheng laughed and quickly changed the topic: "Lang Yan, if you win, what do you want Zhuolun to do?"


    Lang Yan smiled meaningfully: "This will be kept a secret for the time being. However, if I lose, I think it''s very likely that Zhuolun will let me play bungee jumping on this floor."


    This was the 30th floor, if he played bungee jumping, it would simply be asking for death. Bai Haocheng felt his scalp tingle just thinking about it.


    Chai Tinghee looked at the table and said: "Mr Lang, it looks like you''re going to lose."


    Hee Zhuolun''s technique was very precise. If he was not going to get a ball, he would get two balls. Very quickly, the first round was coming to an end, and in the second round, Hee Zhuolun had to play a few rounds before he made a mistake.


    "Thank you, He ¡­" Mr. Zhuolun, please show mercy. " Lang Yan first used his delicate body to wipe her hair.


    Hee Zhuolun smirked: "Don''t lose, if not, you really will jump to the extreme here."


    He had heard what Lang Yan and Bai Haocheng had said just now.


    Lang Yan pursed his lips and smiled at him, then walked to the billiard ball table and carefully observed the position of the billiard ball, wanting to see which ball was the easiest to start with.


    Bai Haocheng walked to Hee Zhuolun''s side and said: "Zhuolun, you''re too vicious. You cleared out the balls on the table immediately."


    Hee Zhuolun squinted his eyes: "I have to be ruthless, otherwise, the one who should be calling an ambulance will be me."


    Bai Haocheng exclaimed: "Listening to your tone, could it be that you guys are planning to kill the other party?"


    Hee Zhuolun laughed, "Almost."


    If he lost, Lang Yan would definitely not let him off the hook.

 C47 Dont Fall into My Hands

    Clang! The sound of the impact interrupted Hee Zhuolun and Bai Haocheng''s conversation. The red ball on the table was hit by the white ball and quickly rolled into the hole.


    "Not only does his posture look correct, his aim is accurate, and he also knows how to control his strength, as well as how to hit the ball. It can be seen that Mr Lang is not a novice, and is not someone who only plays billiards normally."


    Chai Tinghee suddenly felt admiration for this man.


    Although his temperament was very good, but he also had the temperament of a man who had been raised into a rich man''s pet since childhood. However, a person who had been trained to be a pretty boy''s face only knew how to seduce or tie up their master; it was impossible for them to know so many skills.


    A smile flashed across Hee Zhuolun''s eyes: "Now that''s interesting."


    If he were to play with someone who couldn''t play billiards, there was no point in winning.


    Bai Haocheng was extremely moved when he saw that Lang Yan could even knock a blocked billiard ball into the hole on the table, "Wow, he consecutively scored fifteen points."


    With this advanced technique, it would not be difficult for him to catch up with Hee Zhuolun.


    Jin Shuyan and the others who were playing games at the side all stopped and came over: "In the future, Zhuolun will not worry about not having people to play pool."


    They would never be abused to the point that they could no longer afford to lose their physical body. Because of this, Hee Zhuolun would rarely play pool with them, but it was very lonely for him to not be able to find an opponent.


    Lang Yan scored the last ball, the waiter immediately helped him arrange the ball and started the third round.


    When the billiard ball was broken up, Bai Haocheng immediately asked softly. Zhuolun, do you want me to call an ambulance for you right now? "


    The billiard ball on the table was now almost at the edge of the hole or aimed at the hole. With good skill, the ball would surely be able to be thrown into the hole.


    Hee Zhuolun said softly.


    This person called Lang Yan had truly surprised him time and time again, and had even given him a feeling of omnipotence.


    When the last black ball entered the hole, Lang Yan finally heaved a sigh of relief. He raised up the stage to look at Hee Zhuolun, and smiled slightly: "I admit it."


    This was the first time he had been serious since he had started playing pool, and also the only time he had ever been nervous, because he didn''t want to be played to death by Hee Zhuolun.


    Bai Haocheng whistled happily. "Lang Yan, I didn''t think that you could play billiards so well, I was worried for you for nothing just now."


    Everyone looked at Lang Yan with admiration.


    Hee Zhuolun was willing to admit defeat: "Speak, what do you want me to do?"


    "How refreshing." Lang Yan walked over to Hee Zhuolun''s side, suppressed his voice to the lowest possible level, and whispered a few words into Hee Zhuolun''s ear.


    After Hee Zhuolun heard this, his face immediately darkened to the point that it could even be described as terrifying. Moreover, it looked as if they wanted to pinch Lang Yan to death.


    Lang Yan smiled and made a inviting gesture: "Please."


    "Next, don''t fall into my hands." Hee Zhuolun turned and left with a cold face.


    Bai Haocheng hurriedly walked over and asked: "Lang Yan, where exactly do you want Zhuolun to go?"


    He saw Hee Zhuolun walk into the bathroom and continued: "You aren''t going to let Zhuolun eat sh * t, right?"


    Everyone: "..."


    Lang Yan smiled slightly: "You guys just need to secretly follow and see, then you''ll know."

 C48 So Small

    The bathroom was extremely quiet. Other than Hee Zhuolun, there was another man standing in front of the small bedpan.


    He had his back facing Hee Zhuolun and was leaning against the wall with one hand. He was panting heavily, as if he was drunk, and had a very uncomfortable look.


    When he saw Hee Zhuolun standing at the door of the washroom, he was startled. "Hee Zhuolun?"


    "Faang Qizhou." Hee Zhuolun raised his eyebrows in surprise.


    Faang Qizhou pulled down his pants chain and said sarcastically, "I have always thought of it as the reason why chief executive is a man of God with an indestructible body, and does not need to go to the bathroom to get rid of him like we do in Mortal City."


    Hee Zhuolun chuckled, he did not take his words to heart at all. "I have always thought that the Young Master Faang was a high and mighty Dao Immortal who lived above all others, but I never thought that he would wet himself like this."


    Faang Qizhou glared at him fiercely, "CEO He, you standing at the door of the washroom without moving is not just to watch others criticize you."


    These words reminded Hee Zhuolun that he entered the washroom because of the "adventure" mission.


    He looked left and right, seeing that only he and Faang Qizhou were in the toilet, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk to Faang Qizhou''s side. Then, he stared at the important part on Faang Qizhou''s lower body.


    Faang Qizhou''s scalp went numb from his stare as he ridiculed: "CEO He, you have been staring at my brother the entire time, it can''t be that you don''t have it?"


    Hee Zhuolun turned his gaze towards Faang Qizhou''s face, went silent for a moment, and then spat out two words from his lips: "So small."


    Faang Qizhou was startled: "What?"


    Hee Zhuolun then moved under him: "That place is so small."


    "Hee Zhuolun, what do you mean?" Faang Qizhou quickly pulled his belt back and angrily pushed at Hee Zhuolun.


    As long as it was a man, they would be angered upon hearing others saying such small things about him. This was simply a naked humiliation.


    The corner of Hee Zhuolun''s mouth twitched.


    This was the mission given to him by Lang Yan.


    He thought that Lang Yan wanted him to anger others so he could borrow their hands to beat him up. However, in Wang Jue''s private club, only a few people dared to make a move against him.


    Seeing that he did not say anything, Faang Qizhou became even angrier: "What do you mean? "If you don''t explain yourself, don''t even think about walking out of Wang Jue''s room today."


    It was rare for Hee Zhuolun to be so angry, he only pursed his lips and continued to add fuel to the fire: "To put it simply, I''m as young as a kindergarten friend."


    "You ¡­" Faang Qizhou was so angry that his face twisted, suddenly, his expression changed.


    He quickly let go of Hee Zhuolun and covered his chest, gasping for breath.


    Hee Zhuolun frowned.


    "Young Master, Young Master." The bathroom door was flung open by someone, and five bodyguards rushed in. Seeing that Faang Qizhou had difficulty breathing, the leader immediately took out the medicine and gave it to him, and said anxiously: "Quick, help the young master to the carriage."


    The four bodyguards quickly helped him up and left.


    Before the lead bodyguard left, he saw Hee Zhuolun who was standing at the side and vaguely guessed something: "Thank you for taking care of our Young Master He."


    His tone was filled with rage and hatred. After he finished speaking, he flung the door open and left.


    Bai Haocheng was waiting outside. Seeing that Faang Qizhou was supported out by the bodyguards, they immediately ran to the bathroom: "Zhuolun, are you alright?"


    Hee Family and the Fang family had never been on good terms, they were worried that the Fang family''s bodyguards would harm Hee Zhuolun.


    Hee Zhuolun said calmly: "I''m fine."


    Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, "That''s good. Oh right, what happened just now? Why was Faang Qizhou suddenly supported out? "Could it be that you hit him?"


    Actually, they were already very curious about why Lang Yan asked him to go to the bathroom just now. However, they did not have the guts to peek inside, so they could only wait outside.


    Hee Zhuolun frowned: "No, we just spoke a few words and he suddenly feels uncomfortable."


    Faang Qizhou wouldn''t be affected by his words, right?


    If that was the case, then it was useless.


    He remembered that his grandfather had once said that it seemed that Faang Qizhou''s body had been in a bad condition since he was young. Otherwise, his complexion would not have been this pale.


    However, the Old Master Hee only heard it from others, and whether it was true or not, was unknown.


    Gong Yi Hong muttered, "No matter what, the Fang family will definitely blame this on Zhuolun. Zhuolun, you have to be careful in the future, I''m worried that the Fang family''s people will take revenge."


    Jin Shuyan said: "They have long wanted to take action against Hee Family, but for some unknown reason, the Fang family''s old patriarch did not budge an inch."


    "Let''s not talk about this." Hee Zhuolun''s gaze swept across them, and he quickly noticed that there was one less person between them. "Where''s Lang Yan?"


    Everyone was stunned as they looked at the people around them. "He seems to still be outside."


    Hee Zhuolun walked out of the bathroom and returned to the table where they played ball previously. However, Lang Yan was nowhere to be seen.


    Just then, a waiter walked over: "Mr Hee, a person called Mr Lang has asked me to inform you that he is not feeling well. He will first return home to rest, and wish you have a good time with the other gentlemen."


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    It was not that he was feeling unwell, but he was worried that Lang Yan would get punished and run away.


    Bai Haocheng asked with concern: "Zhuolun, do you want to call and ask?"


    "No need." Hee Zhuolun looked at the time on his watch, and it was almost two o''clock, "I''m going back too, you guys go ahead and play."


    After what happened to Faang Qizhou, Jin Shuyan and the others naturally would not stop them. With Hee Zhuolun''s situation, it would be safer to go home.


    They sent Hee Zhuolun away and also went their separate ways to rest.


    When Hee Zhuolun returned to the villa, he saw Lang Yan teasing Da Guai while holding a sausage.


    "Want some? "Here you are." Lang Yan handed over the ham sausage, and when Da Guai was about to bite onto it, it quickly returned it.


    Da Guai was so angry that she could not even eat it a few times.


    He smiled and waved his ham sausage, "If you want to eat, please."


    Da Guai was unable to eat the ham, he was especially wronged. When she saw her master had returned, she excitedly ran over and acted like "I want to eat the ham".


    Lang Yan bit his ham: "I''m back."


    Hee Zhuolun rubbed Da Guai''s head: "It''s because someone was afraid of escaping after losing, so I, who had no opponent, could only go home and sleep. But I never would have thought that after returning home, I would see someone bullying the weak."


    "I didn''t leave because I was afraid of losing." Lang Yan smiled as he patted on the sofa and gestured for Hee Zhuolun to come sit.


    Hee Zhuolun walked over and sat down.


    Lang Yan said: "I left because I didn''t want Faang Qizhou to check on me."


    When he saw Faang Qizhou''s group outside the washroom, for some reason, he suddenly had a strong premonition that he couldn''t be found by Faang Qizhou''s group. He had a feeling that if they were to find him, he would be in endless trouble.


    "Investigate you?" Hee Zhuolun frowned: "Weren''t you acquainted with Faang Qizhou?"


    He looked at the expression in Faang Qizhou''s eyes, as if he recognized his.


    "You should have investigated me, right? Then he should know that I have been abroad all year and have only recently returned to Z Nation, so how could I possibly know Faang Qizhou? When Faang Qizhou came to find you that day, it was also the first time I saw him. "


    "Could it be that you have once offended him? Don''t you know that?"


    Lang Yan shook his head, and said with certainty: "Impossible."


    After he was sent to Tansana Academy, he rarely left school, and only in the last two years did he have the chance to leave. Moreover, he had always been tactful and never offended anyone.


    "Regardless of whether you have offended him or not, it''s best for you to take a detour when you see him in the future. Faang Qizhou''s methods have always been extremely abnormal and cruel.


    Lang Yan smiled and took Hee Zhuolun''s shoulders: "Can you tell me about Faang Qizhou?"


    Hee Zhuolun said indifferently: "The less you know about the Fang family, the better for you."


    Seeing that he was not willing to speak, Lang Yan curled his lips and changed the topic: "Have you finished what I asked you to do previously?"


    Hee Zhuolun thought about the bathroom, his face darkened: "What do you think?"


    He, as a man, stared at another man''s lower body. It was truly embarrassing, and he even wanted to humiliate others because they were too small.


    Lang Yan could tell from his expression that he was going to do as he said. "Haha, who is that person who was told to be small by you? Did you get angry after hearing what you said, or did you beat him up? "


    Hee Zhuolun raised his eyebrows. "You seem to be looking forward to me getting beaten up?"


    "No, that''s not it. You''re definitely overthinking it."


    "Is that so?" Hee Zhuolun pulled Lang Yan''s arm: "After I went in, I only saw Faang Qizhou."


    Lang Yan looked at him in shock: "This is too much of a coincidence, I saw his bodyguard rush into the bathroom, is he trying to find someone to beat you up?"


    "No." Hee Zhuolun explained everything that had happened before simply: "I never thought that he would be so easily provoked by others."


    Lang Yan shook his head: "It''s not that he didn''t go overboard, but that he had a heart attack."


    "He had a heart attack?" Hee Zhuolun was slightly surprised: "But when he was in my class, he often attended physical education classes, and I have never seen him get sick."


    Lang Yan explained: "Previously, when I saw Faang Qizhou''s men, I had already left the billiard room, but I did not immediately leave the inn, so when I saw Faang Qizhou being escorted by bodyguards, his lips turned purple, he had difficulty breathing, and his hands were still clutching his heart, so I was certain that he had a heart attack. If you say that he was able to take a physical education class, it means that he is either suffering from acquired heart disease or having had heart surgery. "


    Hee Zhuolun asked: "Do you know medicine?"


    If it wasn''t for the fact that they had studied medicine, ordinary people wouldn''t be able to tell that the other party had a heart attack.


    "I did learn a bit of medicine." Lang Yan squinted his eyes and laughed: "Do you know that after I learned medicine, you suddenly have a feeling of worshipping me?"


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    "Hurry up."


    Hee Zhuolun was confused: "What''s faster?"


    "Hurry up and worship me."


    Hee Zhuolun could not be bothered with him. He stood up, pointed at Lang Yan and ordered Da Guai: "Da Guai, eat his ham."


    Seeing his instructions, Da Guai suddenly pounced towards Lang Yan, and swallowed the ham in his hand in a single gulp. Then, she licked a big mouthful of Lang Yan''s face, trying to curry favor of him.


    "¡­" A few black lines appeared on Lang Yan''s forehead as he pushed the stupid dog away, "Are you trying to rebel? Do you still want to marry my daughter? "


    Seeing Lang Yan in such a sorry state, Hee Zhuolun laughed out loud and walked towards the stairs.

 C49 This Guy

    When Lang Yan saw that Hee Zhuolun had returned to his room to take a bath, he took out his phone.


    He hesitated for a moment before punching in a series of familiar numbers, but the phone was dead.


    "Why not?"


    Lang Yan hung up and dialed another number.


    It took him a while to pick up the phone. "Hello, this is Cathy."


    Lang Yan said: "Caixi, I am Lang Yan."


    Caixi shouted excitedly, "Senior Student Lang, it''s really Senior Student Lang!"


    Lang Yan smiled slightly, "It''s me, Caixi. I would like to ask Furla about her ¡­"


    Without waiting for him to speak, Caixi pouted unhappily. "I knew that Senior Student Lang was looking for me to ask Furla about something."


    "Sorry."


    Caixi laughed out loud. "Senior Student Lang doesn''t apologize, I have long gotten used to seeing Furla as the only person in Senior Student Lang''s eyes. However, Furla hasn''t come to school recently, I heard that she is sick."


    "Sick?" Lang Yan''s eyes flashed with concern and anxiousness, "What disease did she have? When did you get sick? Where is she now? "


    No wonder his phone couldn''t get through. Furthermore, after returning to Z Country for so many days, Furla, who always liked to stick to him, had already called to say hi.


    I also heard it from the Vice-principal. You can call the Vice-principal and ask.


    "Okay, thank you. I will call the Vice-principal now." Lang Yan hung up the phone and immediately called Elissa. When the call connected, he immediately asked: "Mother Elissa, I heard that Furla is sick."


    Elissa comforted her: "Don''t worry, she only recovered from her fever today."


    Lang Yan could not believe it: "Just a fever?"


    Just a fever that had been missing for so many days?


    "Yes, she has a high fever. It has been several days, so she has been feeling drowsy. However, the temperature has gradually dropped. If you are worried, I will have her call you in two days."


    "Okay, then I will have to trouble mother Elissa to let me know."


    "There''s no need to be courteous, your side''s current time should be Lingchen, right?" "Quickly go and rest!"


    "Okay, goodbye mother Elissa."


    "Goodbye." Elissa hung up the phone and heaved a long sigh.


    Lang Yan looked at his phone, he could not calm down, but he was currently in Z Country, so he could not rush back immediately. He could only wait for Furla''s call in two days.


    He placed his phone back in his pocket and went upstairs. Hee Zhuolun stood in the hallway on the third floor and looked down at him.


    "I never thought that the Mr Hee would also have a hobby of eavesdropping on other people''s phone calls."


    Hee Zhuolun frowned: "I just came out to tell you that I''m going to sleep. If you don''t come in, I''ll shut the door."


    "Roger that. I''ll go take a bath now." Lang Yan quickly ran to the guest room to take a bath.


    Hee Zhuolun returned to his room, picked up his cell phone and sent a message to Martial Arts: Check if there is anyone called Furla who is studying at Tansana Academy.


    When Lang Yan mentioned Furla just now, his face was filled with concern and anxiety. It could be seen that this person called Furla was extremely important to Lang Yan, and judging from the name, it should be a girl.


    Not long after, Lang Yan took a bath and returned to his room. Seeing that Hee Zhuolun was sleeping with his back facing him, he quietly walked over and laid down.


    "Mr Hee, are you asleep?"


    Hee Zhuolun did not make a sound.


    Lang Yan called out again: "Zhuolun?"


    Hee Zhuolun still did not speak.


    Lang Yan poked his back with his hand. "Darling."


    Hee Zhuolun finally moved his body: What''s the matter?


    Lang Yan laughed: "I''m only willing to bother you with my beloved one, did you fall in love with me?"


    Hee Zhuolun ignored him.


    Lang Yan no longer bothered with Hee Zhuolun: "I want to ask you for the car keys. It''ll make it more convenient for me to go anywhere."


    Hee Zhuolun asked: "If you want to go back to the carriage, do you have the money to refuel?"


    "You don''t have to worry about that."


    Hee Zhuolun was quiet for a moment, then said: "I''ll give it to you the day after tomorrow."


    "Thank you." Lang Yan happily kissed his face.


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun asked: "Do you often casually kiss other people''s faces?"


    "Of course not. When I kiss people, it''s usually out of politeness, you know, foreign etiquette is always like that, kissing someone''s cheek represents friendliness. But you were the first man I kissed. "


    "If you kiss a woman out of courtesy, what do you mean by kissing a man?"


    Lang Yan bluntly said, "I want to hook up with you."


    "¡­" Hee Zhuolun immediately turned off the lights and went to sleep.


    Lang Yan smiled as he laid back on his bed.


    Just now, he seemed to have seen Hee Zhuolun''s ears turn red, but it was just a kiss from a man, that shouldn''t be possible, right?


    Maybe he was wrong.


    Monday morning, Hee Zhuolun finished his breakfast and returned the car keys back to Lang Yan.


    After Lang Yan obtained the car keys, he immediately ran out the courtyard to check on his Harley baby. Soon after, he was attracted by the black bentley beside him.


    "Isn''t this the car that Hee Zhuolun drove into Dragon Roar Village?" He walked around Bentley and asked the bodyguard, "When did the car come back?"


    "Last night."


    "Then do you know how much the repair cost?"


    The bodyguard said, "I heard it was fifty thousand yuan."


    Lang Yan chuckled.


    Car Repairman was really asking for it, but to bodyguards that didn''t know how to fix cars, repairing such an expensive car was worth the price.


    The bodyguard saw that Lang Yan was fine and turned to leave.


    Lang Yan looked at the Bentley again, and suddenly saw that the cover of the tank wasn''t locked properly. Then, thinking of something, Lang Yan''s eyeballs turned, and looked towards the bodyguards around him. Seeing that none of them had looked over, he quickly took out a straw from the Harley''s car, opened the bentley''s cover, and poured all the oil inside into Harley''s car.


    He thought that no one would see this shameful behavior of his. Unexpectedly, Hee Zhuolun, who was about to go to work by car, saw this scene clearly.


    "This guy ¡­"


    Helplessness flashed across Hee Zhuolun''s eyes. He knew that this person wouldn''t obediently run over to the gas station to gas up.


    The martial artist that sent Hee Zhuolun to work was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "Young Master, this ¡­"


    "Let''s just pretend we didn''t see it. Let''s wait for him to leave and then fill up the car with gas."


    "Yes."


    When Lang Yan heard the sound of the car door closing, he hurriedly put away his straw, covered the gas tank and ran over: "Mr Hee, wait for me."


    Hee Zhuolun rolled down the window. "Didn''t you want to go to work on your motorcycle today?"


    "If you don''t take a ride, you''re a fool." Lang Yan quickly opened the car door and sat down: "Also, my car is running out of gas."


    Hee Zhuolun sneered: "No oil?"


    He didn''t know how much oil they had just stolen from him.


    After arriving at the company, Lang Yan went straight to the logistics department to report.


    Before he could enter the office, he heard a crisp female voice say, "Mom, I''ll have to trouble you to take care of me."


    "Assistant Sun, you can relax and go to work. We are here to look after the Manager Sun."


    "Thank you, Mom. I''m working upstairs."


    Sun Yu walked out of the office and was startled when she saw Lang Yan standing outside. She nodded and left.


    Lang Yan looked at her leaving figure, and muttered: "All surnamed Sun? Why did they change their surnames? "


    Only when he could no longer see Sun Yu did he walk into the office, and greet everyone with a smile: "Good morning, everyone."


    Hearing Lang Yan''s voice, Sun Mei''s body trembled, and quickly looked towards the door.


    Lang Yan walked in front of Sun Mei: "Manager Sun, are you feeling better?"


    Ever since he came back from the hospital that day, he had not visited Sun Mei, but he had heard from Wu Tong that she had recovered quite well.


    "Good ¡­" "Better." Sun Mei uneasily pulled at the clothes on his body, his entire person looked like he had just seen a great character, he was extremely nervous, however, fortunately there was no one by his side, otherwise, he would have been able to see through her, "Lang ¡­ Lang... Mr Lang... "


    "Manager Sun, just call me Lang Yan."


    Sun Mei felt that she was being overly nervous and immediately took a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself down. Afterwards, she tried her best to show a calm face, "Lang Yan, you have already been at work for a few days, are you still used to this job? I heard from Wu Tong that you did pretty well. The employees at the top floor kept praising you. "


    "Not bad, pretty relaxed."


    Sun Mei was startled.


    This was the first time he had heard that cleaning was easy.


    "You ¡­"


    Lang Yan knew what she wanted to ask: "I often did this before."


    "What?" Sun Mei looked at him in shock: "What did you say? You say that you often do these things? "


    "Yes, what''s the problem?"


    "I remember, I remember you ¡­" "Aren''t you going, go ¡­"


    Lang Yan raised his brows, "Do you remember what I''m going for?"


    Sun Mei regained her senses, and anxiously waved her hands: "Nothing, nothing."


    "If there''s nothing else, I''ll be going now."


    Sun Mei nodded. Seeing that Lang Yan was about to leave, he quickly shouted, "Lang ¡­ Lang Yan. "


    Lang Yan turned to look at her.


    "If, if you''re free in the future, can you talk to me about your past?"


    Lang Yan asked with a smile: "Why is Manager Sun so interested in my past?"


    Sun Mei was speechless.


    Lang Yan saw that he did not reply and turned to leave.


    In the distance, Wu Tong saw Sun Mei standing in a daze, and immediately walked over and asked: "Manager Sun, don''t tell me you''re not feeling well again?"


    Sun Mei shook her head: "I''m fine, I''m just thinking about something. Oh right, show me Lang Yan''s information."


    "This ¡­" Wu Tong looked to be in a difficult position.


    "What''s wrong?"


    Wu Tong explained, "When Lang Yan was brought here, the HR Department did not give him any information. I went back to ask the HR Department''s people, and they said that not only did Lang Yan not have any information, he did not even sign the contract, and just like that, he came in to work."


    Sun Mei said in disbelief: "That''s impossible right? Who didn''t have any information about those who were recommended by Manager Zhang in the HR Department? Who didn''t sign the contract? "


    "Manager Sun, you don''t know about it." Wu Tong looked around and determined that Lang Yan was no longer in his office, then spoke softly: "Actually, Lang Yan is President Hee''s friend, and not someone that Manager Zhang recommended. Since you were not here, the company often saw Lang Yan eating with President Hee, so it doesn''t matter if we sign this contract or not, since they will pay him."


    "Then he must be living a good life."


    Manager Sun, look at his clothes, it''s already equivalent to our annual salary. It might even be more than our annual salary.


    "Is that so?"


    Sun Mei revealed an ugly smile.

 C50 Urination

    Lang Yan did not let Sun Mei affect his emotions. After changing into his work clothes and leaving the logistics department, he received a call from Furla.


    "Lang."


    Hearing the weak voice, Lang Yan frowned, and asked: "Furla, are you better now?"


    This question was like a question that was difficult to answer. Furla asked after a few seconds: "What happened to my body?"


    Lang Yan''s mind flashed with helplessness as he sighed, "Mother Elissa said that you''re sick."


    "I''m not sick, I have a fever. Mother Elissa has always wanted me to drink more boiled water, but I don''t like drinking boiled water. Lang, quickly tell Mother Elissa that I don''t want to drink boiled water, I like it better than Mother Elissa ¡­ More Like... "Drink."


    With the last two words, Furla suddenly changed to Chinese.


    Lang Yan did not know whether to laugh or cry.


    He had taught Furla how to use Chinese before, but she was a foreigner after all. Hence, she couldn''t pronounce Chinese accurately.


    "Oh, Lon, I miss you." Furla suddenly cried out like a child: "I want to see you, I want to see you, I want to see you now."


    Lang Yan quickly comforted his: "Okay, okay, okay, wait until your body gets better before coming to Z Nation to find me, how about it?"


    Furla burped and asked: "Can I go to Z Nation?"


    "Of course you can. However, when you come, you must give way ¡­" Lang Yan thought for a while before finding the best candidate. "I will definitely need Angelo to personally send you to Z Nation, understand?"


    The Angelo he was talking about was exactly the sissy that Tasixia was referring to. If he was escorted by this person, he would be at ease.


    "Alright, I like big brother Angelo. I want to come with big brother Angelo to find you ¡­" Furla spoke, and then he slowly disappeared.


    Lang Yan immediately shouted: "Furla? Furla? "


    "She''s asleep." Someone else suddenly spoke on the other end of the line.


    When Lang Yan heard the familiar voice, he was finally able to relax. "Mother Elissa?"


    "Yes." Elissa asked: "You really want Furla to go find you?"


    "Even if I don''t let her come to me, she would still sneak to me herself, wouldn''t she? Therefore, if he told her to sneak over by herself, he might as well find someone to accompany her to Z Country. "


    Elissa was silent for a moment, then said: "That''s fine, she''s over here, I can''t control her either, she only listens to you."


    "Then I''ll have to trouble Elissa''s mother with this matter."


    Lang Yan hung up and sighed.


    The reason why he couldn''t be at ease with Furla was because although this child possessed an adult''s body, he only had the wisdom of a three-year-old and was extremely innocent. It was very easy for him to be tricked, and her family members didn''t have the time to take care of her either.


    However, Furla was extremely intelligent in a certain area. She was intelligent to the point that she could be called a genius, and there were even many people who wanted to get her.


    This was also why he wanted Angelo to gift it to him. Not only did Angelo know how to make Furla happy, he also had enough strength to protect Furla.

 C51 I Was Joking

    After Lang Yan confirmed that Furla was alright, he was finally relieved and finished his work for the day. After that, he ran to the CEO''s office to borrow a computer from Hee Zhuolun: "Mr Hee, I''ll borrow your laptop for you to use."


    Without waiting for Hee Zhuolun''s response, he immediately opened the laptop placed on the table.


    Hee Zhuolun looked at him, then looked down at the information in his hands. On the top of the picture, there was a girl with wavy golden hair, her skin was fair, her eyes were big and bright, her eyeballs were like two sapphire blue gemstones, shining with an innocent light, her delicate nose, and her small mouth was red, as though she was wearing a layer of lipstick, making her look extremely cute.


    Beside the photo, there was the girl''s name and information written on it: Furla Benson, the daughter of Abt Benson biologist and sports therapist Bilin Nevin. At the age of one, she could read and write, and at the age of two, she could teach herself geometry. Then, she was tested to have a IQ of 300 or higher, making her a genius amongst geniuses, but it was a pity that her brain was burnt out by a fever when she was three years old, resulting in her IQ being lower than other children of the same age.


    As they usually only liked to research and invent new things, they engaged in various kinds of scientific research and contributed a lot to the country and the world. The entire family was also protected by the various countries. As for the children of Benson Family, they would stay by their parents'' side for a year after they were born. After that, they would be taken away by the nation''s personnel to receive one-on-one instruction.


    When Furla was six years old, because they felt sorry for their daughter and watched their research together every day, Abt Benson and Bilis Nevin had no other children to accompany her and did not have the time to take care of their daughter. Thus, when they heard that their good friend Elissa had come to their academy to be able to be with each other, they asked their good friend to help them take care of him.


    When Hee Zhuolun saw this, he raised his head and looked at Lang Yan.


    That was why Lang Yan was so focused on the computer. His long and beautiful fingers were constantly tapping the keyboard, and he did not notice that he was being watched at all.


    Hee Zhuolun continued to look down at the information, and only spoke out when it was time to eat: "It''s time."


    Lang Yan didn''t even raise his head as he said, "Go, I''m not free right now."


    Hee Zhuolun frowned: "So busy?"


    Lang Yan responded faintly, and did not say another word.


    Hee Zhuolun looked at the busy Lang Yan with a face full of hesitation. Then, he got up and walked in front of the tea table, only when he saw that Lang Yan didn''t intend to avoid him did he decide to walk over to his side.


    However, the computer was full of English characters and numbers. It was like editing a program, so he could not understand what it meant.


    Hee Zhuolun could only let Yao Yu order two servings of food, but he did not have the time to taste it. When it was time for him to get off work, he stopped what he was doing.


    Hee Zhuolun packed up the documents and asked: "Since you have your own work, why do you still need to come to my company to work?"


    Lang Yan smiled, "I was not working just now."


    "Then what are you doing?"


    "I planted a large amount of virus into your company, stole all of your company''s information and sold it to others to get a large amount of money."


    Hee Zhuolun loosened his tie, "Is that so? Now that you have the money, there''s no need to go back in my car. "


    Lang Yan, "..."


    Hee Zhuolun took off his coat that was hung on a hook and opened the office door.


    Lang Yan hurried to catch up with him. "Dearest, I was just joking, wait for me."


    Outside the office, Yao Yu who was about to get off work heard Lang Yan''s voice and looked up. He saw that Lang Yan shamelessly hung on the president, and the president did not pull him down, and just dragged him into the elevator.

 C52 Dead Boy

    Hee Zhuolun and Lang Yan returned home, and Martial Arts placed the dishes on the table: "Young Master, Mr Lang, it''s time to eat."


    "Uncle Wu, thank you for your hard work." Lang Yan entered the kitchen to wash his hands, and at the same time took out the tableware for them.


    "It''s no trouble." Seeing Hee Zhuolun taking off his suit at the door, Martial Arts revealed a face of hesitation. After that, he walked over and said: "Young Master, we will be sending Da Guai back to my house tomorrow."


    Hee Zhuolun was slightly stunned: "A week has passed?"


    "Yes."


    Hee Zhuolun''s gaze dimmed. "I understand, tell Lang Yan that I won''t be eating tonight''s dinner. Let him eat it."


    Martial Arts looked at the figure going upstairs and could not help but sigh.


    Lang Yan carried the tableware out, but did not see Hee Zhuolun. He asked curiously: "Uncle Wu, where is Mr Hee?"


    Young master, you should go upstairs to rest. Mr Lang, you don''t need to wait for him.


    "Rest? Is he not feeling well? "


    Martial Arts saw Lang Yan''s concerned look, and sighed: "Tomorrow I will send Da Guai back to my clan."


    With that, Lang Yan opened the door and left.


    Lang Yan was baffled.


    What did Hee Zhuolun going upstairs to rest have to do with Da Guai coming back to their house?


    Could it be that Hee Zhuolun was unhappy about going back to their home and thus did not have the mood to eat? However, if you don''t want to send Da Guai back, then don''t. Why aren''t you happy?


    Lang Yan sat down to eat.


    But after two bites, it lost its taste.


    He had been eating with Hee Zhuolun during this time, and the two of them were practically inseparable. Now that he was eating alone, he felt that something was missing, furthermore, he was the only one on the entire first floor, so he was not used to it.


    Suddenly, he felt pity for Hee Zhuolun. In the past, he would always eat alone, which showed how lonely he was.


    Lang Yan put down his chopsticks and decided to go up to take a look.


    He went outside the room and knocked on the door. Seeing that no one agreed, he could only push open the door and enter, only to see Hee Zhuolun standing with his back facing him outside the window, in a daze, looking extremely lonely.


    Lang Yan saw that Hee Zhuolun needed some peace and quiet by himself, so he did not disturb him and quietly left the room. When he arrived at the room where Da Guai was staying, he saw Da Guai sprawled behind Bibi, looking like he was about to do something big.


    "Damn, dead Da Guai, what are you doing?" Lang Yan hurriedly stepped forward to push Da Guai away, "When I''m not around, what are you planning to do to my Bibi? "Hmm?"


    When Bibi saw his father, she immediately hid behind his father. However, Da Guai looked at him innocently:" Wuu.


    Lang Yan lightly patted its head, "Stop pretending to be innocent. Do you know that because you are unhappy, your master has the nerve to stay here and ask questions?


    She also didn''t know what was going on with him. Looking at Da Guai, she said in an inexplicable manner, "It''s been a long time since I''ve helped others with their hair, but my hands suddenly feel a little itchy. Da Guai, you were really lucky today.


    Lang Yan walked to the room next door where Bibi lived and took out a special hairdressing tool from Bibi''s box. Then, he returned to Da Guai''s room.


    The reason why he separated the two dogs was because he was afraid that they would mess around. Thus, when it was time for everyone to sleep, he would close the doors on both sides.


    "Da Guai, what should I cut your hair out for you?" He rubbed Da Guai''s fur: "Oh yeah, I heard that you want to go back to our clan, that means you''ll meet the old man, right? "Then help me send a great gift to the old man."


    Lang Yan picked up the hair cutting tools, and said while shaving: "I hope that after Old Man sees it, he won''t kick you out of my house and let you become a stray dog."

 C53 Nice View

    An hour later, Lang Yan finished pruning Da Guai''s hair and cleaning the dog hair on the floor. Then, he brought Bibi to the room next door to take a bath.


    "Taking a bath?" Lang Yan mumbled as he walked past the bathroom''s door. He realized that the bathroom door was not closed well and there was a crack that was two centimeters wide.


    He thought of something and his eyes flashed. He quickly took out his mobile phone from his bathrobe pocket and turned on the camera function. Quietly, he pushed the camera end through the gap and started a series of shots.


    Lang Yan took out his phone and looked at the photo, but it was only above his chest, which was not enough for him to use against Hee Zhuolun in the future.


    He quickly put the phone back into the gap.


    This time, Lang Yan adjusted the angle, focus and the image on his phone, but before he could clearly see the person''s entire body, the bathroom door was suddenly flung open, and someone grabbed onto it.


    Hee Zhuolun looked at Lang Yan and the phone in his hand without any expression.


    Lang Yan did not panic at all, he squinted his eyes and smiled as he picked up his phone, then took a selfie: "The scenery here is not bad."


    This was a man with eight abs, and the scenery was not bad.


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    If not for the fact that he realized that Lang Yan was secretly taking photos, he probably would have filmed something even better.


    "Let''s take a picture together." Lang Yan walked to Hee Zhuolun''s side and pointed the lens at him and Hee Zhuolun: "One, two, three, eggplant."


    Hee Zhuolun put it on Lang Yan''s waist and smiled gently at the camera.


    Lang Yan looked at the frozen image with satisfaction. However, Hee Zhuolun''s smile was too gentle, so gentle that it made people feel that it was dangerous.


    "You seem to like taking pictures of yourself?" Hee Zhuolun let out a low laugh from his lips. "How about I take a few pictures for you?"


    At the same time, he took a few steps back and picked up the mobile phone from the washbasin, patting it towards Lang Yan. After that, he realized that Lang Yan wasn''t wearing any underwear.


    Hee Zhuolun could not help but be taken aback.


    "I''ll go." Lang Yan hurriedly covered his important parts and picked up his bathrobe to put on it. "Mr Hee, did you want to see my naked body a long time ago?"


    It was really like stealing a chicken or a grain of rice.


    Hee Zhuolun squinted his eyes: "You aren''t wearing underwear?"


    "There''s no change of underwear in the guest room. Uncle Wu should have already stored all of my underwear in your room." Lang Yan said while looking at the phone in Hee Zhuolun''s hand. Suddenly, he pounced on it.


    Hee Zhuolun had already expected this move, he quickly dodged and ran out of the bathroom.


    Lang Yan chased after him, "Mr Hee, you keep my photo, it will be very eye-catching."


    Hee Zhuolun asked him: "When you secretly took photos of me taking a bath, why didn''t you see anything strange?"


    Lang Yan stopped to discuss: "How about this, how about we delete the other party''s picture together?"


    "Not deleted."


    Hee Zhuolun was sure that Lang Yan did not photograph him naked, if not, Lang Yan would not have stuffed his phone under the door again, much less deleted the photos.


    "Hee Zhuolun, don''t force me to use my ultimate move." Lang Yan placed his phone on the table.


    Hee Zhuolun smirked: "Use whatever you have to."


    "Luring the Great Art." Lang Yan took off the bathrobe on his body, revealing his naked body.


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    He finally noticed that Lang Yan''s figure was actually pretty good. Not only was his build robust, his skin was also extremely smooth, especially his buttocks. He was perky, sexy and alluring, possessing a charisma that others couldn''t tear their eyes away from.


    Taking advantage of the other party''s instant of flash, Lang Yan quickly threw the bathrobe towards Hee Zhuolun, blocking his line of sight. Then, he threw Hee Zhuolun onto the bed and seized the opportunity to snatch the phone.


    Hee Zhuolun immediately dodged Lang Yan''s hand.


    Lang Yan did not necessarily have to snatch the phone, so whenever he had the chance to touch the phone, he would click randomly to delete one phone after another.


    Hee Zhuolun waved his phone around randomly, refusing to give Lang Yan a chance to snatch his phone.


    "What are you doing?" Suddenly, a clear voice entered their ears.


    Hee Zhuolun and Lang Yan were startled, raising their heads to look at the direction of the voice.


    Unknowingly, his phone had connected to a video of many people, and on it were Gong Yi Hong, Chu Zheng and Ou Han. They were all looking at Hee Zhuolun and Hee Zhuolun in shock.


    A few black lines slid down Hee Zhuolun''s forehead. Then, he saw that on his side of the video, Lang Yan was sitting right next to his three friends.


    He quickly pulled up the blanket to cover Lang Yan''s body, and then, it was good that it wasn''t covered.


    Gong Yi Hong: "¡­"


    Chu Zheng, "..."


    O''Brien was speechless.


    "We''re playing a big adventure." Lang Yan laughed and quickly ended the video chat.


    Gong Yi Hong: "¡­"


    Chu Zheng, "..."


    O''Brien was speechless.


    It would be strange if they believed him.


    Lang Yan exhaled: "They seem to have misunderstood us."


    When he saw the shocked expression on Gong Yi Hong and the others'' faces, he realized that something must have gone awry.


    Hee Zhuolun asked: Are you afraid of people misunderstanding?


    "I don''t care what people think."


    "Then let them misunderstand."


    "They are your friends. Don''t you care what your friends think of you?"


    Hee Zhuolun did not explain any further. He pushed Lang Yan away, stood up and said: "I''m hungry, I want to eat steak."


    Lang Yan looked at the time on the wall: "Get ready, 10 o''clock. You still want to go out and eat steak?"


    "Can''t you do it?"


    "I can do it."


    Hee Zhuolun waved his phone in front of Lang Yan: "As long as you cook a steak, I will delete the photo that you want to delete the most."


    Lang Yan thought that it was worth it: "You aren''t lying to me?"


    "I won''t lie to you."


    "Is there any steak in the fridge?"


    "Yes."


    "Alright."


    Lang Yan stood up, picked up the bathrobe on the floor and wore it, then left the room and went downstairs to make food for Hee Zhuolun.


    However, Hee Zhuolun took out a bathrobe and changed it into it in the room. When he came down, Lang Yan had already found all the ingredients from the fridge and washed them clean before cutting them up.


    He turned around and walked towards the wine shelves in the hall and poured two cups of red wine for the two of them. Not long later, Lang Yan brought out seventy percent of the steak, "Mr Hee, the steak is ready."


    Hee Zhuolun held the wine cup and walked over. Seeing that the fresh and tender color of the steak was so tasty, he picked up the knife and fork directly and cut off a small piece of it and put it into his mouth.


    Lang Yan immediately asked: "How is it?"


    Hee Zhuolun looked at him, who was looking forward to his score on the steak, and smirked. "Not bad, give me an 8."


    "Only 8 points?" Lang Yan was not satisfied with his score, but he had long predicted that Hee Zhuolun would not give him a perfect score.


    "Eight points is already very high." Hee Zhuolun swallowed a piece of steak and drank a mouthful of wine, looking like he was really enjoying himself.


    Lang Yan smiled: "I suddenly felt that there was something that was said pretty good in the past."


    Hee Zhuolun looked at him, "What do you mean?"


    "If you want to capture a man''s heart, you have to grab his stomach first."


    "Oh?" Hee Zhuolun raised his eyebrows, "Don''t tell me that if I want to obtain your heart, all I need to do is to settle your stomach? Or did you specially learn culinary arts to fix a man''s stomach in order to make him feel better? "


    "Why is it me?" Lang Yan waited until Hee Zhuolun had finished eating before pulling a chair to sit beside him. "Should we talk about the cellphone photos?"


    Hee Zhuolun sipped a mouthful of red wine: "Sure, sit in front of the table a little, and then, place your hands under the table."


    Lang Yan knew that he was preventing him from stealing the phone, so he pulled the chair towards the table: "Is this alright?"


    Hee Zhuolun took out his mobile phone and opened the photo album. Inside were photos of Lang Yan''s body, from head to legs.


    The corner of Lang Yan''s eyes twitched: "How many shots did you take?"


    "I don''t know, let me see." Hee Zhuolun counted: "There are 17."


    "Why did you take so many photos?"


    "At that time, I pressed it more than ten times. Which one did you intend to delete?"


    Lang Yan clenched his teeth: "Every one is more or less the same, how do you want me to choose?"


    Hee Zhuolun curled his lips: "Then I will randomly delete one."


    "No, I want you to delete the picture with the clearest pixel."


    "In my eyes, all pixels are the same. How about you choose one yourself?" Hee Zhuolun slowly flipped it open for him to see.


    Lang Yan looked very carefully, but his eyebrows knitted even tighter. "My figure is obviously very good, but looking at my nude photos, there''s actually an unspeakable oddity in my heart."


    Hee Zhuolun couldn''t help but laugh out loud.


    If Lang Yan had not taken secret photos of him, he would not have slapped him back.


    Lang Yan glared at him angrily, and realised that Hee Zhuolun''s smile was truly very beautiful, it was not too exaggerated either. He opened his mouth wide, and not like a little woman, he pursed his lips and grinned so hard that his teeth did not show, his smile was perfect, revealing a row of white teeth, it was extremely elegant, his voice was clear and bright, extremely pleasant to listen to, coupled with his messy hair and the bathrobe that was opened up to his chest, it brought together a type of alluring charm that no one could describe with words.


    Hee Zhuolun saw that Lang Yan was not looking at his phone, but was staring at himself blankly. Don''t tell me you''re planning something bad again? "


    Lang Yan coughed uncomfortably, and quickly shifted his gaze away. Just now, he had actually lost focus when looking at the man.


    Hee Zhuolun asked: Have you chosen?


    Lang Yan looked like a movie and his head was spinning: "It''s almost the same, you can delete any one of them."


    "That''s what you said, don''t regret it." Hee Zhuolun casually deleted one photo: "Deleted one, there are still 16 left. In other words, you have to please me 16 more times before you can delete all these photos."


    Lang Yan scoffed softly, "You can be complacent now, but you will have time to cry in the future."


    Hee Zhuolun saw that he looked like someone who had eaten a turtle and laughed once again: "I''ll be waiting for you to make me cry."


    The cheerful atmosphere in the kitchen infected the people outside.


    When he saw the young master revealing a smile, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and the corner of his mouth rose up as well.


    He did not disturb them and quietly left the hall, but the next morning, he could not laugh.

 C54 Old Thing

    The martial artist''s face froze, he silently looked at Da Guai who was begging for food. After a while, he said: Da Guai, are you bullying Miss Bibi again, offending your future father-in-law?


    Other than that, he really could not think of anyone else who would dare to touch his young master''s precious dog. In the entire villa, there was only Lang Yan that he disliked.


    Da Guai looked at the fodder in her hand, revealing a pitiful look.


    "Uncle Wu, what''s wrong?"


    Hee Zhuolun, who was about to go train, stopped and asked when he passed by Da Guai''s room, just in time to hear a martial arts mention about Da Guai''s father-in-law.


    Martial Arts turned around and looked at Hee Zhuolun with a troubled expression: "Young Master, I''m afraid I won''t be able to send Da Guai back to my house during this period of time."


    Last night, when Lang Yan caused such a ruckus, he had completely forgotten that Da Guai was about to be brought back to her clan.


    "Why can''t I send Da Guai back?"


    "Young Master, look at Da Guai."


    Martial Arts stood to the side, allowing Hee Zhuolun to see Da Guai more clearly.


    A large portion of Da Guai''s hair had been cut off, causing the white fur on her chest to look more like a scarf, and the entire dog looked more spirited, more vigorous, more intelligent and more noble, definitely worthy to be Miss Bibi of the Lang Yan family.


    Hee Zhuolun did not feel that there was anything wrong with this, and was even satisfied, because he had never seen Da Guai like this before. He asked: "Uncle Wu, did you get someone to fix Da Guai''s hair this morning? "Not bad."


    Martial Arts: "Young Master, please look carefully."


    Hee Zhuolun knew that the Uncle Wu must have something in mind for him to look at it more clearly. He looked at it again seriously, and then saw that a portion of the hair on Da Guai''s ears was actually bald.


    He suddenly squinted his eyes, squatted down and pulled up Da Guai''s ears to look. The place where he fell bald was pushed apart by someone else into the shape of an old thing, the same went for his other ear.


    "Young Master, there''s more here."


    Martial Arts brought Da Guai to a turn, letting him see the black fur on Da Guai''s back. There, a portion of the black fur was also naked, with the words "You old thing" written on it.


    The corner of Hee Zhuolun''s eyes twitched. He did not need to guess to know who did it.


    Martial Arts said: "If we send Da Guai back, the old man would definitely be angered to death when she sees it."


    The words on Da Guai''s body sounded like it was scolding the old man, so if Da Guai was sent back, the old man would see someone scolding him everyday, "You old thing."


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    "Young Master, please allow Da Guai to stay here for a while longer before sending him back." did not make a sound, and continued: If Young Master is worried about Da Guai, then you can let him stay at my place, what about it?


    Hee Zhuolun rubbed Da Guai''s fur but did not make a sound.


    Martial Arts sighed: "Young Master, look at me staying at the villa at the back, nothing happened, Da Guai will definitely be fine as well."


    "Uncle Wu, let Da Guai stay at your place. When the hair grow back, send him back to her home."


    When Martial Arts heard Hee Zhuolun change his mind, he smiled: "Yes."


    Hee Zhuolun stood up and prepared to go out to train, but he suddenly saw Lang Yan holding onto Bibi''s hand at the door.


    "Yi, isn''t this Da Guai?" Lang Yan pulled Bibi''s arm and walked in: "Da Guai, did you cut your hair? I can''t even tell. Tsk tsk, the person who helped you cut your hair should be a master, right? "Look at this craftsmanship, it is simply top-notch, there are also the words on the back and ears, it seems like it was written by a master craftsman, it makes people feel ashamed of themselves. Oh right, there is also the shape you have, it can''t be more beautiful, the person who designed you must be a high-level designer ¡­"


    Martial Arts: "..."


    Hee Zhuolun, "..."


    Every word was a compliment to himself. Was there anyone who praised him like this? He had seen shameless people before, but he had never seen such a shameless person.


    "Continue acting."


    Hee Zhuolun turned and left the room.


    "What did I pretend to be?" Lang Yan innocently pulled Bibi and followed.


    Martial Arts shook his head helplessly: "Da Guai, your future father-in-law is too shameless, in the future she''ll be as good as you."


    Da Guai made a "woof" sound, as if she agreed with what Wu Wu Wu said.


    Martial Arts walked to the window and opened it. Then, he took out his phone and called Old Master Hee: "Old Gramps, it will be a while before Da Guai can send him back."


    Old Master Hee frowned, his tone revealing his concern. "What''s wrong? Has something happened to Da Guai? "


    "No." Martial arts quickly found an excuse to explain: "Old Gramps, don''t worry, it''s just that Young Master wants Da Guai to stay for a bit longer."


    Old Master Hee did not quite believe him: "Really?"


    "It''s true." Martial arts allowed Da Guai to check her phone a few times, to let Old Master Hee be at ease.


    When the Old Master Hee heard the barking, he calmed his heart and sighed: "This is the first time, and the first time Zhuolun asked Da Guai to stay here for a while, martial arts, do you know the reason?"


    Looking at the six words on Da Guai''s back, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she lied: "I''m not sure why Young Master kept Da Guai here, Old Master, you know Young Master has never liked speaking to us about her worries, maybe she wants to stay with Da Guai longer, after all, living alone in the villa is very lonely."


    "Since you''re so lonely, why didn''t you move back to live with me?" Old Master Hee was a little unhappy: "So what if we ask Da Guai to accompany him now?"


    "Lordmaster, you know that young master has always been unable to untie that knot in his heart."


    Old Master Hee was silent for a moment, then after a long while, he said: "Martial arts, let Zhuolun have time, and come back to accompany this old man, I''m afraid that I do not have much time to live in this world, so, for the rest of the time, I just want to pass it together with my grandson, I do not want to leave any regrets."


    Martial arts quickly said: "Old Master, you will live for a hundred years."


    Old Master Hee smiled bitterly: "Martial arts, don''t try to comfort me, I know the condition of my body, recently I have clearly felt that I am much weaker than before, moreover, I am almost ninety years old, even if I live to the age of a hundred, I can only live for ten years at most, to me, it would be over in a blink of an eye."


    Martial arts didn''t know what to say.


    "At my age, who is not a son? But me? Martial arts, help me persuade Zhuolun, just say that I am not afraid of death, or that my grandson might not be by my side before I die. "


    "I will advise the young master." Martial arts couldn''t help but think of Lang Yan: "Maybe, Young Master will have a happy ending soon."


    "Hopefully."


    Martial Arts hung up the phone and looked out the window.


    From his direction, he could see the people running in the garden, and he also saw Hee Zhuolun and Lang Yan who had just left the villa. Although he couldn''t hear what they were saying, he could see their young master''s smile which never fell off.


    Of course, Lang Yan was depressed, he had thought that Da Guai would be sent away today, so he specially shaved Da Guai''s body with a few words to give Old Master Hee, but he never expected that Da Guai would not leave.


    "Da Guai is really not leaving?"


    "Yes, not going." When Hee Zhuolun saw that he was not in a good mood, he became even more agitated. "Not only are you not leaving yet, you''re even going to bear a bunch of children with Bibi."


    "Mr Hee, I don''t agree with them being together."


    The corner of Hee Zhuolun''s mouth curved into a smile: "You can''t stop me."


    After returning to the villa, Hee Zhuolun said to the martial artist: "Uncle Wu, I have decided to let Da Guai continue to stay here."


    Martial Arts was very surprised. "Really?"


    He was truly surprised, this time, not only did the Young Master allow Da Guai to stay, he was also willing to let Da Guai continue living in this villa, this was something he had never done before.


    Hee Zhuolun laughed and said: "En, when Lang Yan is not around, let him and Bibi be everywhere."


    When Lang Yan, who was following him from behind heard this, he immediately objected: "Uncle Wu, take Da Guai to have an operation on her body, and then have him be with Bibi."


    The martial artist smiled: "Mr Lang, just let Miss Bibi marry Da Guai. Da Guai will treat Miss Bibi well, and in the future, she will give birth to a bunch of puppies to filial piety."


    "Your father-in-law is set." Hee Zhuolun smiled and went back to his room to change.


    Lang Yan rubbed Bibi''s head: "Bibi, I will still send you to stay at Auntie Shan''s place for a while."


    Martial arts was a bit funny.


    Now that they were in a wolf''s den, it would be hard for them to get out.


    After Hee Zhuolun and his breakfast, they got in the car and went to work.


    Getting off the carriage, Lang Yan met Sun Mei, Sun Yu and Sun Lin who had come to work together.


    He took the initiative to greet them: "Manager Sun, good morning."


    Complicated emotions flashed past Sun Mei''s eyes, but she was mostly still happy: "Good morning."


    Then, she saw Hee Zhuolun getting off the carriage, she immediately kept her smile: "President Hee, good morning."


    Sun Yu and Sun Lin also greeted him.


    Hee Zhuolun nodded at them, then said to Lang Yan: "I''ll go up first."


    "Together." Lang Yan quickly followed.


    Hee Zhuolun raised his eyebrows.


    In the past, he always went to the parking lot separately. Why did he come upstairs with him today?


    Seeing them leave, Sun Lin immediately said: "This CEO is so young."


    Sun Yu said: "Not only is the CEO young, but she also has the ability. Otherwise, she wouldn''t be managing such a large company."


    Sun Lin teased her: "Sis, if only you could catch this Golden Turtle Husband."


    Sun Yu''s face flushed red: What nonsense are you spouting?


    "Sis, you''re almost 24 now. It''s time to find a boyfriend to date. Mom, tell me, am I right?" Seeing Sun Mei staring blankly at the direction that Hee Zhuolun and Lang Yan had left in, Sun Lin called out again: "Mom, what''s wrong?"


    Sun Mei regained her senses, rubbed her forehead: "Nothing."


    Sun Yu asked with concern: "Mom, are you alright?"


    "Nothing, what did you just say?"


    Sun Lin looked at Sun Mei with a beaming smile. "Mom, we just said ¡­"


    Sun Yu didn''t want to talk about her boyfriend. She hurriedly interrupted Sun Lin and changed the topic, "Mom, the person called Lang Yan just now was a member of your department, right? His name sounds familiar to me, as if I''ve heard it somewhere. Right, not just his name, but even his name, I seem to have seen it somewhere before. "


    "You must be mistaken."


    Sun Mei''s face darkened as she walked towards the elevator.


    Sun Yu and Sun Lin looked at each other; this was the first time they saw their mother this angry.


    "Sis, Mom has been acting really weird recently."


    Sun Mei nodded, but she didn''t know what was wrong with her mother.

 C55 Ill be Shy

    Hee Zhuolun walked into the elevator specially used by the CEO to look at Lang Yan.


    Lang Yan smiled, "Mr Hee, if you look at me like this, I will be shy."


    Hee Zhuolun scoffed.


    When he reached the first floor, the elevator door opened.


    Lang Yan waved towards Hee Zhuolun as he entered the elevator.


    The moment the elevator door closed, Hee Zhuolun suddenly said: "I''m in my office waiting for you to comfort me."


    Lang Yan was startled, then turned around and looked at the closed elevator door, feeling inexplicably happy. The corner of his mouth unconsciously raised upwards, as he laughed out loud.


    With Hee Zhuolun''s intelligence, he should have been able to guess that the little boy in the story was talking about himself, and should also be able to guess that Sun Mei was his biological mother. After all, his eyes looked similar to Sun Mei''s.


    However, why would he be happy? Wasn''t it the people from Hee Family who separated him from his family?


    At this moment, his phone rang.


    Lang Yan took out his phone, saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and immediately pressed it. After that, his phone rang again, and it was the number of the previous phone that he received from an unfamiliar person.


    He hesitated for a moment before answering, "Hello, I''m Lang Yan."


    "Old... Big, you... Let... I... "Everyone..." Find... Get... Good... Xin... Bitter... "Ahhh!" The sinister voice sounded like it came from a vengeful spirit in the underworld.


    Lang Yan raised his eyebrows: Sorry, you called the wrong number.


    "Wait." The other side anxiously changed his tone, "Boss, don''t hang up."


    "Who are you?"


    "Boss, it can''t be. It''s only been a few days, you can''t even recognize my voice?" "True, you''ve toiled so hard to the point that your voice has changed. No wonder you can''t recognize him."


    Lang Yan could no longer hold back and laughed: "Li Shengyi, are you complaining to me about how much work you have done?"


    "How would I dare? It''s just that boss, you''re too unkind. You left a bunch of work behind for us to run away. How could you bear it?"


    "If I don''t leave, how can I prove your ability to work? Anyway, did you just find me now? Isn''t it too slow? "


    Li Shengyi immediately called out his grievances, "Boss, if you hadn''t thrown a bunch of work to us, we wouldn''t have discovered you just now." Li Shengyi immediately cried out his grievances, "Boss, if you hadn''t thrown a pile of work to us, we wouldn''t have discovered you just now.


    Seeing that it was almost time to start work, Lang Yan became serious and asked: "Let''s get to the point, why are you calling me?"


    "What else can happen? Of course, you want to greet the boss. When are you planning to return to the palace? The servants can pick you up at the airport. "


    Lang Yan laughed: "I think you guys want me to go back to work? "However, I do not plan to go back, furthermore, I plan to transfer our company to Z Country. You should discuss this with Ruilin and the others and move the company over here as soon as possible."


    Li Shengyi did not have any objections, "This is easy to do. Our business is very free. It is the same no matter where the company is located."


    "Also, Furla wants to come to Z Nation. You guys must think of a way to erase her records of leaving the country and entering the country, and send some people to protect her in the dark."


    "No problem. Boss, what other orders do you have? If you don''t have any, I''ll go to sleep. I''m so sleepy."


    Li Shengyi yawned.


    "Not at the moment. We''ll make the arrangements when you come."


    "Alright, I''m hanging up."