Chapter 360: The Real Shadow Duel
At this moment, there was a sound outside the door, and Han Zhiping said, "Wenxuan is back?"
"Mom, it's my brother who is back!" Han Huihui got up from her mother's arms, almost ran out and threw herself into her brother's arms.
No one knows how sad Han Huihui is in her heart than Han Wenxuan, because her own affairs have affected her sister, and Han Wenxuan feels very uncomfortable.
He stroked his sister's head and said, "It's okay, don't be afraid." β
"Hmm. Han Huihui nodded.
Qin Shumei and Han Zhiping next to them looked a little confused, and said in their hearts, what happened to these brothers and sisters today?
Han Wenxuan said that he wanted to eat braised fish, so he forced his parents to go out to buy it together, so the old couple naturally didn't say anything and went out together.
Han Wenxuan felt even more uncomfortable, hugged his sister tightly, and said, "I promise, no one will dare to touch you again in the future." β
"Brother, why are they threatening you?Who have you provoked?" Han Huihui wanted to know more about the details, but Han Wenxuan only smiled and said, "Don't worry about this, as long as you are safe, I will be fine." β
When his parents left, Han Wenxuan took his sister's hand and asked, "Are you frightened?"
"Brother, I know everything. Han Huihui said: "They kidnapped me to threaten you. I'm not actually worried about myself, I'm afraid of causing you trouble, I'm afraid that they will hurt you. β
"Well, I'll call her on the weekend. Han Huihui said happily: "Brother, don't worry, I won't tell my parents about this matter." β
"Don't worry them, tell me directly if there's anything, my phone is on for you 24 hours a day. β
"By the way, Lele is okay? She saved me yesterday, and I want to find a chance to thank her. Han Huihui has relaxed at this moment, and she is no longer as nervous and scared as before.
Han Wenxuan saved Lele's phone number to her mobile phone and said, "You can call her." β
"No-" As soon as Han Wenxuan's words came to his lips, he suddenly saw the thick dark circles on Liang Shihua's face, which were not much worse than pandas.
He knew in his heart that this woman must be worried about herself, and she didn't close her eyes all night.
"yes, I see. When I returned to the villa, it was already more than ** in the afternoon, and the four members of the pretty angel were rehearsing in the dance studio on the second floor, and only Liang Shihua was sitting anxiously on the sofa in the living room at this time.
Han Wenxuan pushed the door in, and Liang Shihua immediately greeted him: "How is it? Xiaohui is okay? Are you okay?"
Liang Shihua didn't get angry when he heard this, but a big stone fell to the ground in his heart.
"And a joke that the matter is settled. She let out a long sigh of relief: "It's okay." β
In times of crisis, a person's friendship can be seen most clearly, and sending charcoal in the snow is far more touching and grateful than icing on the cake.
But Han Wenxuan didn't want to make the atmosphere so sensational, and he was not a coquettish person, so he smiled and quipped: "Yesterday I went on a date with someone else while I wasn't there, right? β
Thinking of the situation where thousands of silver needles were pierced into his buttocks, Han Wenxuan subconsciously touched his buttocks. He walked upstairs slowly, and did not forget to refute Liang Shihua: "If the singers will succeed, I will tell you to take off the needleboard." β
Liang Shihua raised his chin: "I wish it was like this!"
Han Wenxuan came to the sofa and was about to sit down, but he didn't expect Liang Shihua to suddenly yell, startling him and almost sitting on the ground.
I saw this woman pinching her waist, changed her previous tone of concern, and shouted like a landlord who forced a long-term worker to work: "It's less than a week before the singers' meeting, and you still have the heart to sit down and rest?" Hurry up upstairs and rehearse, if the singer's club smashes into your hands, I will ask you to sit on the needleboard every day!"
The corners of Han Wenxuan's mouth hooked up with an evil smile, and he said in his heart that he didn't know if he was long, anyway, his buddy broke his virgin body, and now he is also a woman with a woman. "Young master, I found it, I found it, I found it, young master-"
The driver Ma Gang ran into the study in a hurry, and Wang Chuang was sitting at the table reading the information sent by his subordinates. Hearing Ma Gang's voice, Wang Chuang glared at him unhappily: "What's the hurry, the sky is falling?"
"Then we'll see!" Han Wenxuan pointed at her ass with his eyes: "Wash white, wait." β
Liang Shihua stared at his back and said with a smile: "Stinky boy, I have grown my ability to go out all night, and I will come again!"
"Yesterday, Han Wenxuan's sister was kidnapped, but then she was rescued. Ma Gang said, "So yesterday that kid came and beat you up, maybe he suspected that you did it." β
"I see. I said how that kid came in like a mad dog and bit people. Wang Chuang narrowed his eyes and said, "Where is he now?"
Ma Gang stood in front of Wang Chuang, and said with a smile: "Young master, I found out what happened to Han Wenxuan's kid yesterday, don't you want to take revenge, now the opportunity has come." β
"Hurry up. Wang Chuangdao.
"Well, it's lost. β
"Rubbish!" Wang Chuang slammed the information in his hand on Ma Gang's face: "What are you doing to eat, and you have lost it after following him so many times?"
"We stared at him for one night, and he went to several places, and then he went home to see his sister. And thenβ"
"What's it? Lost again?"
"On Xinhua Street. β
"Xinhua Street?" Wang Chuang quickly calculated in his mind, and suddenly asked: "Isn't this street the only way to go to the Pretty Angel Villa?"
"We followed very closely, but I don't know if this kid has wings or what, he just lost it. Ma Gang was so aggrieved: "We don't know where he went." β
"Where was the last place he appeared?" Wang asked.
No, there must be other reasons for this.
He picked up the photo of Han Wenxuan in the information and muttered, "What is this kid doing?"
"Yes, young master. Ma Gang replied.
"Pretty Angel Villa, did he go there again?" Wang Chuang analyzed, a person who almost lost his sister just now, desperately got his sister back, and in the blink of an eye, he had the heart to pick up girls again?
Suddenly, he suddenly exclaimed: "Like that big star Jiwen?"
Ma Gang seemed to have found an opportunity to invite credit, and hurriedly said: "We went to Han Wenxuan's high school and university to investigate, this kid has been sought after by students as an idol because he looks too much like Ji Wen." It's just that he seems to be a little darker than Ji Wen. β
Ma Gang leaned his face up and whispered, "Young Master, don't you think Han Wenxuan looks too much like a person?"
was reminded by him like this, Wang Chuang looked at Han Wenxuan on the photo carefully.
Wang Chuang stopped laughing and said, "Go and investigate Ji Wen for me to see what she has been busy with during this time." If I'm guessing correctly, this kid may be going to be a stand-in for a big star, otherwise there is no way to explain the fact that he always goes to the Pretty Angel Villa. β
"Is it possible for a man to be a stand-in for a woman?"
"Hahaha-haha-" Wang Chuang suddenly burst out laughing, and this laughter contained a strong sense of pride.
Ma Gang asked puzzledly, "Young Master, do you have a new discovery?"
Thinking of the reason for the stand-in, Wang Chuang seemed to have figured out why Han Wenxuan and Xia Wen were so close.
Xia Wen knew that Han Wenxuan was a stand-in, and in turn, Han Wenxuan was her shield.
"It may not be, just look into it. Hurry up. Wang Chuang issued an order.
Ma Gang immediately answered and hurried out.
"Young master, it seems that this kid didn't act as a stand-in. Ma Gang said.
"It can't be. The corners of Wang Chuang's mouth hooked, and said: "Since it is a stand-in, how can it be easily discovered by others, maybe what you see is a fake Jiwen at all." β
"Well, that's right. Wang Chuang analyzed and analyzed, and finally sorted things out: "Han Wenxuan, you kid is fat enough, and you dare to dream of being a star." We'll see, the higher I let you climb, the worse you fall. β
Not long after Ma Gang came back, with a lot of information, the answer Wang Chuang got from it was that Ji Wen had never been absent from any group activities of pretty angels, and he had just participated in a fan meeting some time ago.
Li Jasmine's mobile phone received two messages, opened it and saw that there was evidence of Niu Haikuan's bribery, the amount of which was as high as one million. It is impossible for a fat man to be in the mall for so many years without a gray wrist, as long as he wants to investigate, Li Jasmine can grasp more.
But for now, these are enough for the fat man to drink a pot, and it will not be a problem to be locked up for at least five or eight years.
"So, what do we do next?" Ma Gang asked.
"Isn't there a singing club of pretty angels next week, let's go to meet this Han Wenxuan and expose his mask on the spot. "Buzz-
He didn't avoid the four angel girls as he said this, and his face naturally showed excitement.
Qian Kitten blinked her eyes and was puzzled, and Lisa Zhuo Ting subconsciously looked at Qiao Mei'er.
She immediately called Han Wenxuan: "Give you half an hour to come to me." β
Han Wenxuan was rehearsing the dance, and he asked with a smile, "You miss me so soon?"
"Okay, I'm waiting for you. Han Wenxuan put down the phone, and when he raised his eyes, he found that the three girls were staring at him with strange eyes, and he shook his phone: "Go on an appointment." β
"Cut!" the three girls collectively raised their middle fingers.
Qiao Meier pretended to be indifferent and continued to practice dance, as if she didn't care about what Han Wenxuan said.
On the phone, Li Jasmine said delicately: "Let you guess right, people miss you, and your whole body is crispy." β
"I don't see it, listening to the voice, it's really a woman on the phone. β
"Lisa, you're not jealous, are you?"
After Han Wenxuan left, Qian Xiaomei muttered: "Why did Brother Han Wenxuan go?
"Cut, who doesn't know that he is capable of paying lip service, usually even we are **, and there is no truth in his mouth. β
The three women talked about making trouble, and Qiao Meier glanced at the three sisters: "Look at your idleness, you also take care of men's affairs?" β
Qian Kitten pulled Qiao Mei'er aside awkwardly: "Sister Mei'er, are you jealous?"
"Sister Zhuo Ting, listen to what you mean, it seems that you also want Brother Han Wenxuan to ** you. β
"The dead girl is talking nonsense, looking for a fight, right?"
Qiao Mei'er stared at the direction Han Wenxuan left, feeling slightly lost in her heart. Li Jasmine stepped on high heels and got out of the car, wearing a light green long dress that wrapped her perfect figure with a golden ratio quite charmingly, and many men and women on the road couldn't help but cast amazing glances at her at the same time.
From childhood to adulthood, Li Jasmine almost grew up in this kind of envious and admiring gaze, and she didn't care about it.
"What does it have to do with me, he can be with whoever he likes, if he gets married tomorrow, I will definitely give him a big red envelope. β
"Hmph, duplicity. Qian Kitten pouted and ran away, it seemed that it was very boring to not hear the sour feeling from Qiao Meier's mouth.
She walked down the street calmly and gracefully, towards a cafΓ© around the corner.
In five minutes, Han Wenxuan arrived, she had just made up her makeup and put on a small white woolen shawl, and the whole person looked more bright at this time.
"Dressed up so pretty, where are you going?" a man's voice sounded behind him.
Li Jasmine looked back, the corners of her mouth hooked, and said, "Did you come to me?"
The man stepped forward slowly, looked up and down at the woman in front of him who was about to become his fiancΓ©e, and said appreciatively: "Sure enough, it is the woman created by my king, she is so beautiful." I can assure you that you are the goddess in most men's hearts. β