"Look, you and I are wearing couple outfits, why don't we have a relationship."

As soon as Han Chengyuan finished speaking, he received many contemptuous looks from behind.

"Bah, shameless!" Rhubarb said as he quickly took off his coat and threw it on Han Chengyuan, "Aren't you afraid of catching a cold, put it on quickly."

"No, love at first sight is like a cold, and soon you will have a fever and die."

The others all had indescribable expressions.

"Then you should find medicine to cure you." Xi Hui replied and walked towards the sofa.

"Then what, doesn't it mean that there is no cure for a terminal illness?" Someone asked in a low voice, and Han Chengyuan gave him a hard look.

Everyone followed Xi Hui, as if the center of the circle was not Han Chengyuan but him.

Sinking into the soft sofa, Xi Hui took the wine bottle that someone handed over and took a few sips.

Han Chengyuan pushed the others away domineeringly, sat beside Xi Hui, propped his chin and watched Xi Hui's Adam's apple rolling up and down, and swallowed silently.

The emptiness and happiness belonging to the second generation continued.

Around them is a revelry of youth.

The sprayed wine, the public laughter, the young face, the vigorous body.

Someone drank to build up his courage, and ignored Han Chengyuan's death gaze, and swayed crookedly to strike up a conversation with Xi Hui.

Someone was bragging loudly about which starlet he had fun with recently, while looking at Xi Hui overtly and secretly.

Someone was crying and laughing on the dance floor, and suddenly pulled out a money spray gun and shot around.

Xi Hui threw the wine bottle and leaned on the sofa and looked up. The dazzling chandelier seemed to be spinning non-stop, and the world was swaying with this chandelier.

A few banknotes flew into the air and fell slowly in circles.

Xi Hui stretched out his fingers to grab it, but he couldn't.

A strong feeling of depression suddenly surged in his heart.

Xi Hui knew that it was the residual emotion in his body.

When he changed his clothes before, he had already found the information of his own body.

He only has a wallet with a few cards and a lot of cash in it.

An ordinary mobile phone doesn't match at all with his suit, which costs at least tens of thousands.

Xi Hui, he called Xi Hui.

An ordinary person who strayed into a circle that didn't belong to him.

"Let's go smash the scene, that idiot Fu Ziyu deserves to play here!"

Just thinking about the possible experiences of this body, Han Chengyuan's shouting voice suddenly came from Xi Hui's ear.

When he turned his head, he saw Han Chengyuan wink at him viciously, but he was actually a little silly and didn't know it.

"Let's go! My house drives here, if it breaks, I'll be the one to blame!" Rhubarb yelled as he dropped the cup.

Immediately, ghosts and wolves howled in the already lively box.

Before Xi Hui could react, he was pushed away from the sofa and the box.

The young second-generations were enthusiastic and gearing up one by one.

"Damn it, Fu Ziyu dares to hook up with the girl I like!"

"Fu Ziyu's second uncle robbed my family's business, and I'm on fire."

"Looking at that baby's face, I'm so upset, I've long wanted to punch him twice!"

"That's right! I think Fu Ziyu plotted against me, so I want to beat him up too!"

"Let your mother go...well, beat him together!"

Everyone chattered and left the box in a mighty way.

Xi Hui turned his head and saw that the box that was bustling just now was a mess.The wine was spilled in a mess, and banknotes were flying everywhere.

But the waiter saw so many people walking towards a place aggressively, but he didn't dare to stop them, so he could only contact his superiors.

A certain manager hurried over, but was waved away by Da Huang who was rolling up his sleeves: "What are you doing, I want you to take care of my own territory?"

"But, Young Master Chen..."

The manager was tripped by Han Chengyuan who was passing by and staggered: "Don't worry, the Han family will protect you if something happens."

"An accident?" The manager panicked.

So everyone stood in front of another box unimpeded all the way.

Xi Hui stood up, and the others involuntarily stopped making noise and kept quiet.

Xi Hui knocked on the door.

A still laughing voice soon came from the door: "If it's a waiter, get in, if it's not, get out!"

"Wow, it's more arrogant than us." Someone in the line behind Xi Hui whispered dissatisfied.The others nodded approvingly.

"Wait, is that Xi Hui?" Fu Ziyu's vague voice came through a door.

Xi Hui didn't answer, but waited patiently for the faint laughter inside to fade away and then burst into louder laughter.

"Xi Hui, didn't you climb up to Young Master Han, and you still need to come back to find us?" A man with a cropped cut opened half the door, without even looking at it, he laughed and mocked.

"I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for something." Xi Hui looked at Cun Tou and smiled slowly.

Cun Tou was a little dazed.

In fact, Xi Hui didn't want to make trouble, he just wanted to take away some of the things he left here.But as soon as he saw this cut, he felt complicated and unspeakable emotions.

Let him just want to vent.

"Xi, Xi Hui?"

Without waiting for Cun Tou to finish speaking, Xi Hui kicked open the half-open door.

There was a burst of exclamation and applause from behind.

Cun Tou took two steps back in embarrassment, only to realize that behind Xi Hui was a group of people who were watching him.

"you--"

Before he finished speaking, Han Chengyuan rushed towards him and knocked him against the wall next to him.

"Give it to me—" Han Chengyuan turned around and shouted.

The others immediately rushed in screaming.

They imitated Xi Hui and kicked the door one after another, the sound of "bang bang bang" was endless.

In the box, everyone was sitting lazily, chatting about some funny things and occasionally laughing, but now they all turned their heads in confusion.

"Let you T.M show off your broken car in front of me!"

"Let my parents praise you in front of me every day!"

"Let you...uh, I'm sorry I can't beat you."

The security guards and bodyguards who rushed over were relieved to see this scene.

"Don't worry, the young master is just kidding around." The head of the bodyguard made a phone call.

The second-generation fights are just for fun.

In fact, everyone basically knows each other and knows each other's family background.No one dared to make a serious move, so as not to bring disaster to himself and his family.

Only idiots really thought it was a fight, and everyone silently kept those idiots who really fought in their hearts.

The smart ones use this fight to resolve some small conflicts in the weekdays, and they can still hang out together after the fight.

It's a real good time.

So the scene looked extraordinarily chaotic and tragic, but it was just that.

The role of the bodyguards is only to prevent some sons from losing their minds by playing real fire.

Xi Hui walked alone to Fu Ziyu who was leaning against the wall and occasionally turned his head to avoid flying things.

Fu Ziyu asked him, "What's the matter?"

"What about my stuff?"

"What? Ah, that, it was almost thrown away by the waiter as trash - I brought it back again." He pointed to the things piled up in the corner.

"Thank you." Xi Hui went to the corner and squatted down.

Some strong sour feeling came over him and he paused for a moment.

He opened the plain bag.There was a thick notebook inside, Xi Hui flipped through it, as if remembering some strategies.

A few bottles of drinks and a little food.

There is also a set of very ordinary clothes.

That's all.How simple.

A shadow suddenly cast in front of him, Fu Ziyu stood behind Xi Hui, bent slightly, and put his palm on Xi Hui's shoulder.

"Han Chengyuan's circle is not that good. Don't look at them as a bunch of idiots. In fact, they are very proud and won't accept others so easily - they are still ordinary people."

Like Xi Hui's good friend, he gently persuaded him.

"Come back to me, I'll make those who laughed at you apologize to you..." Before he could finish speaking, a pair of shoes flew onto his back, Fu Ziyu frowned and looked back.

"Who are you talking about being stupid? Fu Ziyu, don't give me someone who hooks up with me here!" Han Chengyuan stepped on the ground with his shoeless foot, his expression frantic.

Han Chengyuan's family background is obviously the top among this group of people, and no one else, including Fu Ziyu, the center of another circle, dare to confront him.

But harsh words still have to be released.

"Han, you've been crazy for the past few days. Young Master Gu has already boarded the plane back to China, and you will be the one to watch."

Han Chengyuan made a gesture to hit him, but Fu Ziyu dodged him cleverly.

"Cut." Han Chengyuan squatted beside Xi Hui.

"You are not happy."

"Fortunately."

"Don't listen to Fu Ziyu's nonsense, I, Han Chengyuan, don't need him to point fingers if I want to make friends."

Xi Hui nodded, and their side suddenly became quiet, as if there were two worlds behind them.

Han Chengyuan silently looked at Xi Hui's face under the light, as if drawn stroke by stroke in a portrait, his whole body was glowing.

He might not be in a good mood, he buried his chin in the soft white fur on his coat, feeling inexplicably gentle and lonely.

Han Chengyuan couldn't help stretching out his hand to touch the shadow around his neck, Xi Hui turned his head, and his light breath lingered on Han Chengyuan's fingers.

Han Chengyuan felt that the tattoos on his fingers were itching, and he didn't dare to move for a while, his fingers trembling slightly.

At this time, a ferocious force hit him from behind, and Han Chengyuan's head buzzed when he heard Rhubarb's wanton laughter: "The enemy has already fucked up, and this place has been occupied by us!"

Han Chengyuan desperately broke away the arm of Dahuang that was clasping his neck, and quietly withdrew his other hand from Xi Hui.

He jumped up violently and gave Rhubarb a shoulder throw that was caught off guard.

Rhubarb lay on the ground and laughed.

Xi Hui stood up. He was wearing a white fur coat, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

He passed through those second generations who were tired from playing and fell to the ground or were in a daze or singing. His steps were not light or heavy, neither hurried nor slow, and he unconsciously attracted the attention of others.

Walk to the empty wine table and sit in a position where you can overlook the audience.

He picked up the glass and drank it.

Han Chengyuan followed behind him carrying the bag, and swallowed.

It's too domineering.Like that, the emperor ascended the throne.Han Chengyuan glanced down, and many people sat up supportively, staring at this side with piercing eyes.

The red wine flowed down the jawline into the depths of the collar.

There were exaggerated gasps one after another.

"Little brother, let me be your wine glass!"

"Bitch let me go!"

"A group of livestock." Rhubarb still fell to the ground, sighing.

The author has something to say: Gu Hean is still on his way here by plane.

I wish the students of the college entrance examination to perform exceptionally! (Now that you see this, hurry up and learn)

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