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Chapter 691 Leaving, still here!

Chen Ziming and I had a drink and then left the hotel. Xiang Hui drove me in his Mercedes-Benz C200 and rushed home with me.

In the car.

"How long has it been since you went home?" I sat in the back seat of the car, dragging my chin, and rushed to Hui and asked.

"It's not far away. I'll go back if nothing happens." Xiang Hui said with a smile.

"... Benzi, eldest prince, who is better, you or the two of them?" My mind jumped and I suddenly asked.

Xiang Hui was stunned when he heard this, and then said: "The three of us have a good relationship, what's wrong?"

"hehe."

I looked at the back of Xiang Hui's head, and when I heard his answer, I immediately smiled and continued to ask, "Why don't they stop pinching each other?"

"What you're asking is a bit deceptive. What do you want me to say? The eldest prince is indeed close to Beibei, but he talks to Brother Ben when they meet and helps each other when there is something. Brother, several brothers are still No matter how far or near you are, you can expect everyone to be as good as one person, but their relationship with me is not good," Xiang Hui said truthfully.

"Why are you talking to me?" I asked sideways.

"Because I won't fight for anything. Brother Xian has a good job, so I'll let them pick first, and then I'll do the rest." Xiang Hui replied without any pause.

"Haha, why don't you fight?"

I asked again.

"Because my surname is also Xiang. If I bring my own resources when I come here, and then I go to fight with them, wouldn't that be causing trouble for you?" Xiang Hui said in one sentence.

"...You did the right thing, Benzi and Beibei, they have been with me for many years, you have to let them go." I looked at Xiang Hui, and my heart became much clearer. After more than two years of accumulation, he not only drove C200, you can also drive C200 skillfully and stably, which is very important.

"I know." Xiang Hui nodded.

"What are you doing now?" I continued to ask.

"My sister-in-law has enrolled me in an adult EMBA program and I have classes every day."

"Haha, you reported it to him." I turned to look at Ma Xiaoyou and asked.

"I didn't repay him, you repaid him." Ma Xiaoyou rolled his eyes.

"Haha, you Jb haven't even graduated from elementary school, can you understand it?" I looked at Xiang Hui and asked teasingly.

"Learn...learn hard."

Xiang Hui said with a red face.

"Ha ha."

I burst into laughter immediately.

"You will go too tomorrow." Ma Xiaoyou followed closely.

"Gah."

My laughter suddenly stopped.

"Ha ha."

This time it was Xiang Hui's turn to laugh mercilessly.

In our family, we have been lacking someone like Xiang Hui, who is motivated and has a certain mind. He used to be a bit slippery, but now he is much more stable.

I always paid attention to his driving speed and posture, which were quite regular and slow. This was a natural reaction and could not be faked in front of me.

People, if they learn to be steady, it can make up for many deficiencies in IQ, not to mention that Xiang Hui is also a person with superior IQ.



The three of us drove back home. It was still the same house as before. Now Xiang Hui and Han Jia Eryan live here. After Lao Xiang was released from prison, he traveled around every day, doing various tours. It is said that he even acquired the nickname of a layman. …

Alas, this is also an old illiterate who can't even recognize the names of roads. He can still be called a layman. It can be seen that his skill in pretending is as good as that of the old immortal.

When we arrived at the door of the house, Xiang Hui opened the door with the key, and we walked in.

"I'm back, and there's no one downstairs to greet me," I shouted into the room rather unhappy.

"Baby, we are implementing a rotation system, right? As soon as I came out, you went in. What are you doing? It's a competition." Lao Xiang limped out of the house in his pajamas. , scolded me with side eyes.

I looked up at him and saw that I hadn't seen him for more than two years. The old man's hunchback had become more serious, and the wrinkles on his face were also a bit deeper.

"A fighting family? If you don't go in, he will still be your son, haha."

I said something jokingly, and then walked up to him. He took out a small red rope from his pocket and shouted in a loud voice: "Stretch out your hand."

"What are you doing?" I asked confused.

"I'll give you some red money and give you some luck."

Lao Xiang reached out, lowered his head, grabbed my wrist seriously, and began to tie the red rope for me. I grinned and did not refuse.

"I'm back."

Han Dayan, Han Laoer, Tong Bandit, and Hu Ke came out of the back room, said hello to me, and then hugged each other.

We haven't seen each other since that day when the two of them blocked me with their bodies and were seriously injured, almost missing God. I missed Han Dayan so much that I squeezed his shoulders with my palms and said, "I'm inside, and I miss you the most." It’s just you and the second child.”

"What are you worried about? There is no shortage of money to spend. Everything is fine."

Han Dayan grinned.

Afterwards, we sat down and the family banquet started. This time I didn’t control my drinking anymore. I had a great meal with these elders, buddies, and brothers, and Ma Xiaoyou didn’t stop me either.

I don’t know how long it took, but Lao Xiang couldn’t stand it anymore and went back to the house to sleep. Tong Bandit and Hu Ke lay drunk on the table, while Han Lao Er was more direct, lying on the ground and already snoring. I was the only one. He, Han Dayan, and Xiang Hui, who had not drunk much, continued to chat.

With a rosy complexion, I lit a cigarette, looked at Han Dayan and asked, "Old immortal, you told me that you are married."

"Well, it's over, it's over."

Han Dayan's fingers holding the cigarette were trembling, his eyebrows were slightly lowered, and he nodded repeatedly.

"How did we meet?"

"I met her in the hospital. She is a temporary cleaner in the hospital."

Han Dayan replied softly.

"...Very good, very good." I felt a little confused and sad, but at the same time I was happy for Han Dayan.

"Nannan, there is something I have been waiting for two years, and now I must say it." Han Dayan gritted his teeth and said to me.

"..." I looked at him silently.

"In the future...I may...not be able to do any more difficult things for you...I haven't taken out the bullet in my shoulder, and I can't control my damn hand. It keeps trembling like this..." Han Dayan cried. It was the first time I saw him cry.

"No, you have to be by my side." I simply shook my head.

"Nan Nan, I'm old... no more than when I was young. That kid knocked me down, not because I couldn't react, but because my quality couldn't keep up... I'll be forty in two years... I'm tired. Nannan, I want to rest..." Han Dayan lowered his head and said.

I was speechless.

"From now on, don't come to me for bad things, but if you want to drink and chat, you can call me anytime and I will come over. You can go to my place. I opened a car repair shop next to the auto parts city." Han. The wild goose curled its lips and grabbed my shoulder with five fingers.

"...It's okay to take a break. From now on, I'll go to your shop every day to bother you." I listened to Han Dayan's words and suddenly looked away.

From then on, I lost a war criminal who might leave me at any time, but I had one more drinking buddy who would stay with me for the rest of my life.

Very good, very good.


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