Zhang Ruoyu received a WeChat message from Mr. Han.
"Xiao Zhang, I just got wind. Someone is going to hit you tonight."
Zhang Ruoyu, who was drinking tea and watching short videos in the office, was too lazy to reply and directly opened WeChat.
Ding dong.
Mr. Han sent another message: "I suspect it's the person Lu Shaoqing and the others are looking for. Be careful."
After Zhang Ruoyu watched a short video of less than three minutes, Mr. Han sent five or six WeChat messages.
Zhang Ruoyu, who took the trouble to press the voice button, said coldly: "Okay, aren't you talking so much nonsense just because you are afraid that I will harm you? Don't worry, even if I am beaten to death, I will never splatter you with blood."
Ding dong.
Mr. Han quickly sent another WeChat message.
"I'm mainly worried that if I go home with you, if someone intercepts me on the way, you will be distracted from protecting me."
Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows and replied with a voice message.
"I understand, you won't even be allowed to ride on the bus today, right? Okay, I'll take the subway."
Zhang Ruoyu threw his phone aside and poured himself a cup of tea.
Han Shixiao was sitting across the table smoking, with a solemn look on his face.
"Ask more people to escort me tonight." Zhang Ruoyu said seriously.
"It has been arranged." Han Shixiao nodded.
"You can go upstairs and call Yuan down to protect me later." Zhang Ruoyu said in a deep voice. "I can only trust her."
Han Shixiao paused while smoking and explained: "The eldest lady probably won't agree."
"Why should she disagree? I was the one who introduced Yuan!" Zhang Ruoyu feigned anger.
"The eldest lady suspects that this may be to lure the tiger away from the mountain, deliberately letting off guard to beat you, but actually she wants to score twice on her." Han Shixiao said cautiously.
Zhang Ruoyu snapped at the crime and said: "She's pretty damn good at drawing inferences from one instance to another!"
Han Shixiao didn't talk back.
Not only did the eldest lady refuse to borrow kites, she also borrowed many young men who were capable of playing from him just now.
The people currently arranged around Brother Zhang are all smelly fish and rotten shrimps...
After cursing for a long time, Zhang Ruoyu sat down on the chair and said distressedly: "Since I got married, I have always kept a low profile with my tail between my legs. Even those old comrades in Beimang had to say "strange" in unison when they saw me.
"
"Why did they hit me? I can't figure it out."
Han Shixiao twitched the corner of his mouth.
Can't figure it out?
I also can't figure out why they just beat you instead of sinking you into the sea.
It’s even more unbelievable that Tang Sihai hasn’t issued a fatwa to kill you yet.
The last person who was so crazy in Binhai turned eighteen this year.
"Sigh." Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette and sighed. "Then shall we go to a new place tonight? I have already booked a room."
Han Shixiao almost choked to death from a puff of cigarette.
"How about another day?" Han Shixiao hesitated. "This atmosphere is not suitable either."
"That's right." Zhang Ruoyu nodded thoughtfully. "We can't implicate the sisters, they are innocent."
After Zhang Ruoyu said that, he lay on the sofa in the newly moved office and watched videos, his brows furrowed and his eyes sharp.
This star show anchor is very appetizing.
Six o'clock in the evening.
Mr. Han absentmindedly processed a few documents and added Han Daowei's WeChat message back.
Ding dong.
Just added it and passed the verification.
"Xue Bao, dad has long known that you will change your mind, so you can't always ignore dad. After all, we are father and daughter. Blood is thicker than water. We can break bones and connect tendons. How can we have an overnight feud?"
At the end, there is also a kissing little yellow face emoticon that comes with WeChat.
"If you disgust me again, I will block you immediately."
Han Jiangxue replied to a WeChat message with a look of disgust on her face.
"Okay, daddy must be careful in the future and control his love for you."
Han Jiangxue frowned and sent another message: "Your uncle is in danger. Someone threatened to beat him. What are you going to do?"
"Uncle?"
The doting girl sent two excited WeChat messages: "Where did I get my uncle from?"
"Han, please stop pretending to be crazy! I'm talking about Zhang Ruoyu!" Han Jiangxue was a little angry.
"You said this bastard, he is not my uncle, he is my father."
The doting girl sent three angry little yellow-face emoticons in succession, as well as a text: "Xue Bao, you know your father. He has to be strong all his life and values his face more than his life. Back then in Binhai, who would have seen
You can’t honor me and call me Binhai King?”
"What are you talking about?" Han Jiangxue frowned.
"In Binhai, the first person to call me stupid was your grandfather. Now, the grass on the old man's grave is already two meters high."
"Your chef husband is the second one to call me a fool."
"Even if he is not beaten to death by others tonight, when I return to Binhai to visit my relatives one day, I will still beat him to death brutally!"
Han Jiangxue's pretty face turned pale with anger.
Before blocking this unreliable old thing, I copied and pasted a whole screen of idiots and sent them over.
