See You Tonight, Master Su

"Don't worry, I'm just curious if I don't compete with you for a job."

Pursing his lips, Tong Hua restrained his teasing smile and stared at him seriously instead of joking with him. "From the first thing you said when you entered the door to your uncle's departure, you said six words in total. Three of them were looking at me from the corner of their eyes, proving that you had something to do with me."

"That's it? It's gone!?" Su Nian raised his handsome eyebrows and smiled.

Tong Hua thought for a moment and smiled. Her eyes were dark and full of confidence. "And the most important thing - Minglang went out. I was alone in the room, and you didn't leave."

On second thought, that's true.

Su Nian had always paid more attention to high-tech weapons and killing people. He had never really thought about human psychology, especially women's cell thoughts.

After listening to tong tian's words, he nodded and gave a thumbs-up. His words were full of praise.

"That's amazing. Tong Hua, with your ability to observe, I really found the right person to look for you today."

Tong Hua sat in a somewhat awkward position. She shifted and faced him with a more dignified face. She brushed her hair casually before cutting straight to the point.

"Su Nian, stop playing charades. Say a few more words. Your uncle will be back soon. If you want to say something, you won't have to say it.!"

You know that too?!

A feeling that someone had been able to see through his mind before him had severely damaged Su Nian's self-esteem. He pursed his lips awkwardly. He felt a little awkward in his heart. He propped his hands forward and landed on the edge of Tong Hua's bed. He leaned forward, his tone no longer as playful as before. A rare solemnity appeared under his brows and eyes.

"Well, nothing can escape your eyes. Let me get straight to the point, Tong Hua. A few months ago, in the past in m country, I said I wanted to cooperate with you, but I didn't have the chance. And now, I look forward to working with you for the second time..."

"Cooperation? You and me?"

Tong Hua stared at his evil and handsome face, feeling a little uneasy.? "Su Nian, what are you trying to say?"

Su Minglang narrowed his eyes and suddenly lowered his temperature. "Su Nian, don't you know how to read minds? Guess again?"

Tong Hua pursed her lips and fell silent.

Her mood was steady, but her heart beat fast.

That day, when Su Minglang told her about his grudges and entanglements with Suzie, he had warned her very carefully not to tell Su Nian about those things. Because, he hoped that his only brother would live a simple and calm life, living in a happy world without hatred and blood, and not to repeat his many years of mental journey.

His deep and sentimental voice seemed to echo in his ears. Tong Hua could also feel his love for his brother. After all, there is an enemy in the world who is connected with his own blood and always wants to crush you to death. It is hard to imagine that feeling.

Su Minglang was trying to hide it from Su Nian.

However, Su Nian was no longer the Su Nian of his childhood.

From the initial suspicions, to the leaks of things like Bai Jia. In addition to his investigations over the past few months, although what he knew was not the whole story, he had already grasped the general thread and key points.

The two of them fell silent for a while.

Tong Hua looked at Su Nian and guessed that he knew something. Otherwise, what did he need to do behind his uncle's back to talk to her about cooperation?

Or was he deliberately trying to get things done with her? Tong Hua smiled at him calmly, but there was nothing wrong with his tone.

"Su Nian, mind reading, not divine. Could it be used to solve riddles?!"

Su Minglang curled his lips and was about to continue his conversation when he heard a message ring on the nightstand.

That phone is Su Minglang's. When he left just now, he didn't take it with him. As a wife and husband, Tong Hua wouldn't touch his private cell phone messages, so she glanced at them lightly and didn't move at all.

But su nian was different. He had no concerns about his brother's things. She flashed a smile across Tong Hua's face and grabbed Su Minglang's phone in her hand. He took one look and the corners of his lips flew up.

"That's interesting."

After that, he casually handed it to Tong Hua and teased her in an ominous tone.

Tong Hua, this message is so classic. You have to take a look."

What is it? Tong Hua hesitated to take the phone to his teasing eyes. The message was from an unknown number. There was no name stored on the phone.

The message only contained a few words. It was short, but it was also very ambiguous, and it was very skillful. "Minglang, are you still here today? I'll wait for you!"

On the surface, nothing could be seen on the text message, but after careful consideration, it was all "Smell." Any normal wife would be mad at her husband for seeing such a text message, shouting and killing and killing the vixen.

But tong tian's heart was broken, and her face was slightly frozen, so she put the phone back.

She knew that the person who sent the text was Bai Jia, and she could probably guess the purpose of her text message, but she didn't want Su Nian to know more about it based on this line.

So, he smiled faintly, "Boring! Nowadays, people like to send random messages."

Su Nian had always been handsome and wise, but he looked at the woman in front of him. He was really surprised. When he left Tong Hua, he just knew that his uncle would be good to her, at least better than her. But now, it seems that it is not like that. His uncle has someone outside.

"Tong Hua, you didn't take the wrong medicine, did you? You're not angry?"

Tong Hua glanced at his phone for a moment. "Why should I be angry?"

Of course, if Bai Jia wasn't her biological sister, if she hadn't been put into a memory, if she hadn't already explained it to her, she might really have been struggling for a while. As for now, she didn't feel much. She just wanted her body to get better soon. Because there are a lot of things waiting for her to handle in person!

Bai Jia was one of them.

Su Minglang could not figure her out and sighed dejectedly.

Tong Hua, from you, I've made a difficult decision. I want to find a wife in the future, and I must find a stupid woman who is stupid and has no brain. Otherwise, you'll be holding me by the nose all day, okay?"

Seeing that he spoke with conviction, as if she were a monster, Tong Hua couldn't help but smile and shake his head, squinting at the open door.

"Tong Hua, you don't have much time? You didn't come to me just to chat, did you?"

Looking at the door of the ward, Su Nian's wicked lips curled up, but not as anxious as Tong Hua thought. He could only lift his hand slightly and hold Su Minglang's phone in his hand again. He shook it for a moment, his tone tinged with coldness.

"Hold on, Tong Hua. Since someone sent the wrong message. Then I'll just have fun with her. Help me tong tian reply to her -' wash up and wait for me on the bed, sweetheart.'"

"Hmm?"

A layer of numbness fell and Tong Hua almost choked to death by his words. He raised an eyebrow and quickly reached out to stop him. "Su Nian, don't mess around."

Su Nian knew it would work and was happy to take advantage of it.

When he released his phone, he looked up, his charming eyes staring straight into Tong Hua's eyes, and the corners of his lips raised a cold expression that was rarely seen on his face. He slowly got closer to her, and the next sentence, when it overflowed from his lips, was deep, cold, and flowed out with an indecipherable depth.

"Tong Hua, this is the beginning of the partnership."

"Su Nian, what do you mean?" The bottom of Tong Hua's eyes were cold, but he picked up the confused afterglow.

Su Minglang raised the corner of her lips, her long, white fingers holding the phone, and she spun around gracefully. A handsome face, dyed with a thick cold, the whole person was immersed in an uncertain smile.

And if he said it again, it was no different than thunder.

"I mean... I like you."

Su Minglang walked out of the ward, with the exception of a dozen dutiful black guards standing with their hands behind their backs. Lu Zheng was the only one sitting in the hallway resting on his back.

Approaching him, Su Minglang frowned and lowered his head.

"Where's Su lian?"

"I sent her to buy a present for my sister-in-law." Lu zheng narrowed his eyes and stared at him, his tone cold.

Men have this kind of character, always mold themselves strong enough, and then put the women who want to protect out of the whirlpool, so that they won't be affected by the wind and rain.

With an understanding smile, Su Minglang lifted his pants and sat down on his left. He took a long breath, raised his hand, unbuttoned the suffocating button on his collar, leaned his back against the cold wall and said casually.

"Tell me what you want from me." Actually, Su Minglang knew.

Apart from Suzie, what else could lu zheng, this wife and slave, say with bao qi behind their back?

After a pause, Lu Zheng pursed his lips and tilted his head. His eyes fell on his injured left arm, and he frowned. His tone was cold as ice with his usual coldness.

"I heard you almost reimbursed yourself this time?"

"I won't die." Su Minglang glared at him angrily.

"Unfortunately, I was just about to prepare a memorial service for you."

"It's a pity! I didn't know when I would receive your gold wreath!"

The way men get along with men is very strange. The more friends and brothers they have, the less polite they are. He could openly ridicule and insinuate to the other party without hesitation, turning all the words he cared about into sharp edges. But if they really needed to shed their blood, they could give up their lives for their brothers and show their heroic nature.

Looking at the end of the corridor, Lu Zheng hesitated.

"Is it Suzie or m?"

Su Minglang raised an eyebrow and did not answer Lu Zheng immediately. Instead, he lazily took out a cigarette case from his pocket, took one out, put it in his mouth, took another out, and handed it to Lu Zheng. Then, slowly ignited, took a breath, and looked at the smoke curling up, his tone solemn and slow.

"Lu Zheng. I, second uncle, have the money from the The su family, and I am doing the business of selling the country. Now, I am wearing a pair of pants with the green gang of m country. Vampires are gang members, but who said he couldn't be Suzie's?!"

About Suzie, Lu Zheng and he tacitly nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

He bit the lit cigarette into his mouth and remained silent for a moment before opening his mouth.

"If you need any help, just let me know."

Su Minglang smiled, looked up at the ceiling, and puffed out a smoke ring.

"Sure, send your men over and kill him!"

Lu Zheng frowned and glanced at him coldly.

Of course, even if he was not born to be a joker, he knew that this sentence was a particularly cold joke. If we could send a team to kill Suzie, why bother as much as we do now? Needless to say, the troops were sent abroad and all had to use other identities to cover up. And as the most powerful private person in the world, he couldn't just cross the border to fight. Not to mention exterminating a prominent figure with m nationality.

In this bitter situation, even though the enemy was flaunting his power abroad and would occasionally come out to bite, he could only plan slowly.

Seeing that he was silent, Su Minglang flicked the ashes, stretched his legs, folded them together, and said slowly.

"Don't worry. In less than two years, I will definitely take back all of The su family's ancestral businesses. At that time, without money, without the su family, I would see what Suzie would use to lick the european butt, and what he would use to fill the ambitious stomachs. Who would support a poor man with arms and troops?"

For two years, lu zheng was silent.

It seems like two years is not long. After all, Su Minglang has been waiting for many, many years... Lu Zheng knows that Su Minglang always does what he says, and two years is probably a conservative time.

He looked up at the time and estimated that Su lian would be back soon. He asked another concerned question.

"Is Cheung street your man?"

He asked directly, and Su Minglang answered quickly. "No, we all get what we need. He's working with me at the su family, or what about Suzie?"

"Why did he help you?" Lu Zheng asked.

"Why are you helping me?" Su Minglang asked.

Cheung street was silent for a moment, as he could tell from his sinister eyes.

"Cheung street, is he Su lian's brother?"

Ironically, she raised the corners of her beautiful lips. Su Minglang narrowed her fox eyes, took a deep puff of smoke, and looked askance at Lu Zheng with a half-smile.

"There are many sources. That's right, they are half parents. In all seriousness, I, second uncle, put my children scattered all over the world in a pile, which is a book of eight dragons..."

"...

Eight heavenly dragons! Fortunately, he could think of it. Lu Zheng was silent, and Su Minglang was smoking silently, his eyes deep.

After a long silence, Lu Zheng suddenly said in a sullen voice, "Why don't you say that he doesn't have to avoid pregnancy condoms?"

Su Minglang, who was smoking, almost choked on him. After coughing a few times, he regained his strength and stared at his serious face with a strange expression. He smiled helplessly and said, "You really think differently -" at last, he lifted his right arm and put it directly on Lu Zheng's shoulder. He leaned over, his tone low, his delicate face hard to conceal a hint of innate evil.

"Do you like to tickle your boots?"

"... What do you think?"

"Bullshit!"

His face twitched. Before Lu Zheng could answer, he heard a string of laughter like a silver bell, and it came over jokingly.

"Hey, hey, hey, you two watch out for the impact. In broad daylight, I'm not afraid that people will see a joke."

Not far from the corridor, the beautiful woman who was carrying bags came. It was Su lian who was sent away by Lu Zheng. When they reached the ground, they looked at the two men's dirty faces and guessed that they had said nothing good.

Su Minglang withdrew his arm and cast a wicked glance at him. "Su lian, don't blame me... Who made your old ways so charming?"

Her heart trembled. Su lian glanced at Lu Zheng's carved face and snorted. "Do you like it?" Okay, here you go."

With the corners of her lips curled up, Su Minglang looked at Lu Zheng, who had suddenly stiffened into a big ice cube, and a hint of heartfelt mockery appeared on his devilish and delicate face.

"Old road, you're too weak."

Lu Zheng twitched his lower lip, his tone a little sad,? "Used to being disliked, there's no way."

Su Minglang frowned slightly and said, "Come on, I'm not joking with you two anymore. Su lian, it's fine when you come. Why do you buy so many things?"

He was asking the obvious, but Su lian was full of resentment. Looking at Lu Zheng, who was still smoking there, he pursed his lips unhappily, smashed his things and headed to the ward.

"It's a long story. You guys are really annoying. Okay, you two go ahead. I think my sister-in-law's gone."

Lu Zheng, who had been shot for no reason, raised his cold eyebrows and pursed his lips.

Su Minglang, on the other hand, called out as Su lian walked away. "Su lian, wait a minute."

"Hmm?" Su lian twisted his head in confusion.

The corners of Su Minglang's lips curled up slightly and his smile was devilishly charming. "What kind of gifts do you like from men?"

Su lian was puzzled by his question. He frowned at Lu Zheng's ice cube face and said unkindly, "I like it. Glass house, rose, cough, and... But, brother Minglang, you want to give me something? I wouldn't dare. I'll be skinned and cramped by someone."

Is there a woman who says that? Lu Zheng's head was immediately covered with black lines.

Su Minglang looked at the sweetness the couple showed and his mouth twitched. Then he couldn't help but stare at Su lian. "Narcissism! I wanted to ask you. When a woman is unhappy in her heart, what gift will she be happier with?"

"Yo-ho, are you trying to please my sister-in-law?"

Su lian really wanted to say that she liked you in her heart. No matter what you gave or didn't give, she would be as happy as ever. However, for the sake of Su Minglang's sincerity, she didn't need to be so serious about him.

Some men, if they don't suffer a little, where will they grow up?

Cough! Su lian cleared her throat and looked old.

"Confucius said, women like all gifts."

Su Minglang narrowed his eyes dangerously. After some thought, he thought it would be better to find a question that suited Su lian's iq. "What was Lu Zheng's first gift to you?"

First time?