"Zhu Huan, prepare the car, I'm going out. Muzi, be careful. If your wife wakes up, call me immediately." Feng Hao took the coat handed over by the servant and put it on his body.
"Yes, sir!"
Zhu Huan left in a hurry, while Muzi went upstairs.
Feng Hao went over to change his shoes, his hands wearing leather gloves took out his cell phone and dialed out the number.
"Where are you?" he asked in a deep voice.
I don’t know what he answered on the other end, but he hung up the phone without saying a word after hearing it.
After leaving the gate, the car had already parked in the driveway below the steps. It was still snowing outside, and the street lights were covered in silvery white.
After stepping down the steps, Feng Hao's leather shoes stepped on the snow and made a creaking sound. His face was gloomy, as cold and dark as the sky.
On snowy days, the car was not driving very fast. Feng Hao sat in the car, turned his head and looked out the window, stretching his chin as if he was thinking about something.
More than twenty minutes later, the car stopped outside the "hidden night" gate.
The neon sign on the gatehouse shone with a different kind of brilliance in the heavy snow. Feng Hao got off the car and looked up at the sign. The beautiful neon sign was reflected in his eyes.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and stood in the wind and snow. Sliced snowflakes flew onto his shoulders and hair like jade butterflies.
"Sir..." Zhu Huan looked at the wind and snow all over the sky and said, "Go in! It's cool and breeze outside!"
Feng Hao nodded and walked inside.
The manager came here to help them open the transparent and heavy glass door. The hall was magnificent, with huge crystal chandeliers shining brightly, and the white dark patterned marble under their feet was shining with a stream-like light under the shining light.
"Mr. Feng, Mr. Xi is here..." the manager said respectfully.
Feng Hao made a stop gesture, signaling Zhu Huan, the manager and others not to follow him. Then he took off his coat, took off his leather gloves and stuffed it to Zhu Huan, and took big steps towards the bottom where they often gathered.
Deluxe room on the floor.
In fact, from childhood to adulthood, he received strict psychological training, but when he walked towards that room step by step, he had a little hesitation.
The six of them are closer than their brothers. There are some things that don’t need to be explained clearly and can be understood. But when they look at Li Yunxi’s appearance, they are firmly trapped by a hopeless relationship.
, He was heartbroken.
Standing at the door of the room, Feng Hao hesitated for a few seconds, then pushed open the door and went in.
There was no lights on in the room, and the alcohol was indulging in the air, and sad tunes were played in the speaker. On the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Li Yunxi was holding a bottle of wine in his hand, looking at the snowflakes outside the window in a daze.
Feng Hao walked slowly over, and a street light in the garden outside the window sprinkled some warm light through the gaps of the snow, covering Li Yunxi's gloomy facial features in the light and shadow.
He seemed to realize that Feng Hao was approaching, retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes slightly, and the thin hair on his forehead also drooped, covering his sad eyes.
"How much have you drunk?" Feng Hao sat down on the adjacent sofa and saw two empty wine bottles pouring horizontally on the floor.
"Brother..." Li Yunxi smiled hard, and his mouth was filled with alcohol, and his eyes were slightly drunk.
"Do you still know I am the eldest brother?" Feng Hao asked in a deep voice.
Li Yunxi was a little afraid to look directly at Feng Hao's eyes. It was worth turning his head and staring at the vague target.
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