The Evil Wife of the Rebirth of the Shang Family

Chapter 55 Don't throw me away (2)
Drow didn't speak, his eyes were still on the painting.

Meng Shuixin walked to the washbasin at the door, turned on the faucet, and the water flowed out: "I really want to know if you are as stiff as Huahua when you play..."

Zall suddenly looked at Meng Shuixin, with a sharp sword-like light in his eyes.

"Think about it, call me." Meng Shuixin pointed to Zall's painting, a series of numbers were written in pencil under the corner of the painting, "David will not underestimate any opponent, I think you will too. Same... Drow..."

It was already noon when Meng Shuixin left No. [-] Middle School and arrived at "Peak National Beauty".

Summit International at noon is much quieter than at night, but anyone who understands knows that daytime is the time when those people under the guise of entertainment start real transactions.

At the gate of Fengfeng Guose, Xie Hong was waiting for Meng Shuixin.

"Xie Hong? Why did you come out in person today?" Meng Shuixin stepped forward, "Where's Wei Wei?"

"Miss is discussing business..." Xie Hong said respectfully.

Seeing the bruises on Xie Hong's neck, Meng Shuixin frowned and said, "Is she domestic violence against you again?"

Xie Hong didn't speak.

"You, Wei Wei will take care of you one day!" Meng Shuixin said with a smile, "Hey, don't tell me it's because of senior brother, I'm not interested in dealing with you and Wei Wei, but..."

Meng Shui hesitated to speak, and finally looked into Xie Hong's eyes, and said seriously: "Xie Hong, if possible, I hope you can always be by Wei Wei's side and protect her..."

If you were always by her side, if you could turn everything around, Wei Wei would not have to suffer the ending of her previous life.

Xie Hong didn't speak, but the pace of his feet was obviously a beat slower.

Roses were transplanted into the flowerbed on the top floor. Clusters of bright red blooms are very enchanting, and the faint fragrance of roses flows in the air.

But none of this was as attractive as the boy sitting on the sofa.

The young man was wearing a shirt with the neckline of the shirt wide open, his face was not as pale as before, but ruddy and pleasant. I don't know whether it was intentional or not, he was showing himself in front of Meng Shuixin in a seductive way.

Meng Shuixin sat down, squatted on the ground, looked up into the blue eyes of the young man: "Xi, long time no see..."

The boy didn't respond in the slightest, just like when we first met, he was neither happy nor angry, and was taken away from all emotions.

Meng Shuixin sighed and stood up, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, she heard some movement behind her and turned around.

The boy stood up, walked towards him, one step, two steps, three steps, and then stopped half a meter away from him.

He started to untie the top of his shirt, one by one, his movements were very slow, his expression blank, like a marionette.

Meng Shuixin took two steps forward, grabbed the boy's hand that was undoing the last cut, his eyes were gloomy: "What are you doing?"

The boy didn't speak, but he finally raised his head. His blue eyes, which had never looked at him before, were full of mist, like a puppy abandoned by its owner.

He didn't say anything, just watched Meng Shuixin holding his hand in a daze.

Meng Shuixin wanted to shake his hand.

But the young man grabbed Meng Shuixin's hand that was about to be pulled away, and Meng Shuixin was really shocked. This boy would actually take the initiative to respond?

"You, have you recovered your memory?" Meng Shuixin asked as he watched the boy's blue eyes gradually focus.

Who knew that the boy didn't say a word for more than ten minutes, but just held Meng Shuixin's hand tightly.

Meng Shuixin's patience finally ran out, and when she was about to break free from the boy, the boy suddenly said hoarsely, "Don't throw me away..."

Meng Shui was taken aback.

The boy's voice is rough, like the hoarseness of an old man in his seventies or eighties. It sounds numb and uncomfortable. His throat is broken?
But this cannot be denied, the boy actually spoke!

The boy repeated in a low voice: "Don't throw me away..."

As a result, it took Meng Shuixin more than two hours to calm the boy's emotions.

But the boy knelt at Meng Shuixin's feet like a little pet, and refused to stand up no matter what.

"Xinxin, are you playing cosplay?" Tang Wei's voice came over, looking at the postures of the two people beside the sofa, their smiles were extremely strange.

It's just that before Meng Shuixin answered this question, he felt that the young man was grabbing his hand and stuffing it under his clothes, but he was a little awkward because of his unskilled technique.

Hand touched the boy's slightly cool skin, feeling the boy's slight trembling.

"Look, what kind of tricks are these?" Meng Shuixin withdrew her hand and looked at Tang Wei.

"Miss Meng, it has nothing to do with Miss. This child accidentally saw other guests..." Xie Hong hesitated to speak, but Meng Shuixin understood.

In a place like Fengfeng Guose, where good and bad people are mixed, and the relationship between men and women is chaotic, it is self-evident to see what you have seen and what you have learned.

but……

Meng Shuixin looked at the young man who was holding onto him tightly, his eyes full of terror, and was about to say something.

At this time, Xie Hong's cell phone rang suddenly, Xie Hong answered the phone, but he didn't know which side, he just gave a deep hum, hung up the phone, and then looked at Tang Wei asking for instructions.

Tang Wei changed one leg and crossed Erlang's leg, and gently brushed aside the bangs blocking his eyes: "Say it, Xinxin is not an outsider..."

Xie Hong nodded: "There is a fight in the Haitang hall, and there is blood..."

Tang Wei frowned: "Is this the third time this month?"

"Yes."

"This Broken Palm really doesn't care about me, Tang Wei..." Tang Wei stood up, smiling very poisonously, "Go and deal with it first, and call me if it really doesn't work..."

"Yes."

Xie Hong left, Meng Shuixin helped the young man button up his clothes one by one, and asked, "This is the first time I've heard that someone dares to make trouble at your peak."

Tang smiled: "Recently, the boss of Taiying Club in XC District died. His two left and right hands, Tiger and Halfhand, fought for the position of president, but caused a great disturbance."

"How did you reach the pinnacle of beauty?"

"These two groups of people dare not really go to war. They are afraid that the old guys from the Taiying Society will take advantage of the fisherman's profit. The best place is naturally the beauty of the peak..." Tang Wei took out a bag from his pocket. A cigarette, just about to light it, as if thinking of something, put it away again.

Tang Wei walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the bustling night scene below: "But Xinxin, speaking of it, didn't you ask me to investigate Lin Chuyang and the others before? This Lin Chuyang and Duanzhang are also in contact."

(End of this chapter)