"Hey, I can't bear it anymore, you wait, I'll call that bad boy."

"Sister!"

"Don't speak, where is the eyesight that has been trained in the circle for so many years? Now how can there be that kind of wooden man on TV, who is liked by a woman and wants to promote it to the whole world is a fool, like the worst of the stinky boy, obviously managed in the fishing ground, you can't see it? ”

Fishery management is often used to describe the morning and evening of men or women, which is a few levels worse than the carrot, Han Weiyi does not say that people love flowers and flowers, but she is also an out-and-out beauty, I think that when she first entered the circle, there were not a thousand but eight hundred people who beat her idea, but now she is a little older, and she can't be so bad.

Of course, Li Xiaoli has reason to be indignant, but in addition to being angry at Lin Weiran's evil behavior of 'fishery management', he is also angry with Han Weiyi. But she Han Weiyi just drove herself into a dead end and couldn't think about it, Lin Weiran is not the second generation of officials and rich people who can captivate the country and the city, where is it worth it?

"Say, what are you going to do with him?"

The questioning came one after another, and Han Weiyi, who didn't have time to explain the reason at all, even forgot to continue to cry, but just said 'ah' in confusion.

"Clean him up, don't say what is the root cause of the woman's disease, at least let him remember it, right?"

Han Weiyi couldn't cry or laugh.

"Reluctantly?"

"That's not ......"

"None? I think there is. Yui, actually, I wanted to say it last time I was at Jihyun's, but it was hard to speak at the time. Although I didn't have much contact with this Chairman Lim, I knew that this person was too cold based on his later conflict with Tae-hee. Maybe he's a good boyfriend, but if you're sure he doesn't mean that to you. Then you have to pay attention immediately, now, isn't it enough to be hurt? ”

Collect your heart.

Of course, Han Weiyi knew it.

She didn't come back on the Thames, she didn't come back in her own home, day after day, every morning she would feel a little farther away from Lin Weiran, but no matter how far away she felt, she always seemed to be pulled back to her original position, not once or twice. If she doesn't work twice or three times, she will obviously be sad and depressed, but she seems to have become a masochist, there is nothing she can do, and there is no way.

So she asked, "How do you receive it?" ”

There was a moment of silence on the phone: "You are indeed cheap. ”

Han Weiyi smiled and said unashamedly: "People who love others in the world are cheap." ”

Li Xiaoli sighed: "Isn't it? Love love. If you dedicate or pay something, if you get something in return, it is love, and if you don't get it, you are cheap. ”

But no, the essence of love is giving. Maintain but need to be requested, what is not the case? The love that has not been reciprocated for a long time will be consumed sooner or later. All it takes is to pay more. Han Weiyi suddenly had some enlightenment and felt a little open-minded. But I also understand that this is just sentimentality, and as a woman, I can't avoid it and can't escape it. Of course, there are some exceptions to be calculated separately.

"The old rules." She said into her phone, don't drink at this time, but when?

"Just the two of us?" Lee Hyo-ri got up from the sofa, didn't care about the maintenance time of the mask, and wiped around his eyes.

"Just the two of us, the current Han Weiyi is not suitable for seeing too many people, and he doesn't have to vomit any bitter water when the time comes." Han Weiyi said with a smile, holding the mobile phone in her right hand, and her left hand on her forehead, she leaned on the seat of the car and closed her eyes, a little tired, but she was still able to breathe, and she would not sink into the mud in negative emotions, and she couldn't extricate herself.

"Hey, she's not a teenage girl, what face do you need in this matter?" Li Xiaoli whispered again, don't say some embarrassing things that make thin-skinned girls embarrassed over the years, and these sisters also know a little bit about their emotional experience, from the beginning of the silence not to talk about the most ridiculous ridicule, after the friendship of women matures, if it is not because of men, it is easy to last for a long time.

The Porsche restarted, and the hum of the engine rendered a layer of vitality around her, and this woman named Han Weiyi should be like this, with eye-catching charm, stubborn pride, dreamy, dazzling, gorgeous, and never be a resentful woman in the shadow of any man. Even if she is hurt, even if she hurts, even if she likes someone who doesn't respond to herself, she is still Han Weiyi, she needs to stick to her pride, not to beg for mercy, let alone make people sympathetic.

Late at night, maybe living in the city for too long, Seoul in September is still commonplace, the red Porsche is going to get drunk, the male protagonist of the moon is dark and the wind is high and the murder night is swaying on the road, not far away The three strong men in black are chatting together, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, the suit on the body is sparse, no tie, the opening of the shirt shows a small half of the chest, ordinary passers-by can't avoid it, and the police uncle who patrols the road always asks for a few words when he sees it, but it's a pity that this time is too late, That's why the three of them can stand on the road as if no one was around.

The swaying drunk man is getting closer and closer, and the three people who don't want to make trouble intentionally retreat, but they don't want the drunk to bump into him, so people can't avoid it, so they can only push and shove.

"Uncle, let's go back and be coquettish with my wife."

The strong man who pushed seemed to be in a good mood, he didn't use much strength in his hands, and he didn't say anything like a mantra, but the drunk man seemed to turn around and dodge, and the strong man's hand swept past him, only touching a little clothes.

The drunk man crashes into the chest of the brawny man.

Suddenly turned around.

There was a muffled sound, and the intimate contact between the elbow joint and the jaw lasted less than a second, and the strong man suddenly raised his head, not knowing what was happening in the road before he lost consciousness.

When the second person reacted, the smile on his face didn't have time to stiffen, and the drunk uncle seemed to suddenly appear in front of him, and the eyes met in an instant, which made his instinctive back chill.

A stone's throw away.

He simply didn't have time to resist.

His neck was pulled, and his forehead seemed to hit the drunkard's knee.

"Cub ......"

Before the mantra-like curse was finished, the only remaining strong man was already kneeling on the ground. He covered his stomach with his hands and arched his body in the shape of a shrimp. His internal organs were concussed, and the pain that came from him distorted his features. I opened my mouth wide, but I couldn't say a word.

It's only been a dozen seconds.

The three strong men fell to the ground one after another, but the drunk man no longer swayed, he walked to the only strong man who was still conscious, squatted down, lit a cigarette, and smoked twice.

"Say it."

The strong man looked up, the pain had just eased somewhat, but his eyes peeked behind the drunk.

The drunk, or the actor of the night of murder in the dark moon and the wind is high, smiled: "Don't count on those people." ”

The strong man breathed. Frightened.

At the same time, in a Myeongdong Club box, two men were drinking, young in their twenties, very tall, and very physique, which could make girls who admired men's body shape scream, and they were well dressed, but they were not very commensurate with the bandages wrapped around their heads, and he drank fiercely with a gloomy face. I didn't even call a stunner that I put on some time ago, and the man sitting opposite him leaned back on the sofa with a kind expression and seemed kind. In fact, there are tattoos under a suit, especially the skin on the back, which can hardly be seen, as an unemployed homeless person who can start a club from scratch in Myeongdong, he actually looks down on these swaggering sons in his heart. It's just that I have to be cautious in order to make a living, and this injured boy brother is a second acquaintance. On weekdays, he introduces a lot of customers, not to mention the expenses that often spend a lot of money.

The customer is God.

God has to do something. How could he not help?

In addition to a picture of a man on the table, there were a dozen fresh cashier's checks, illuminated by the dim lights in the box, giving off a particularly tempting smell.

"This guy has been a little famous recently, and he is not very famous, but people have to be scolded, and if he doesn't die, he won't die, but the memorable lesson must be given, at least he can't hold his head up in front of that girl. Now you take it on the table first, I still have to pay afterwards, you don't have to worry about the guests' affairs from now on, find some beautiful girls, and I will make you the most popular club in Myeongdong. Brother Gongzi's face was grim, and his tone was even more gloomy, he picked up the wine glass and drank it again, as if these words were not spit out or unhappy, like a fish in his throat.

"Don't worry, it's not that hard." The man said with a smile, saying so on his lips, but he didn't think so in his heart, he had already told the brothers below in advance, hang some color, don't hurt your body, don't talk about killing, that matter is intolerable, and besides, this is not an ordinary person, it is the major shareholder and chairman of a listed group, if it were not a foreigner, he would not interfere in this hand.

"And that." Brother Childe gritted his teeth.

"It's a bit tricky." Men are in color.

"What's the matter of a little artist who isn't well-known? I'm not asking you to fight with CJ, I'm just asking you to invite her to talk, and when the time comes, you send her to me, and the rest will be nothing to do with you, you should come back and open your nightclub, you should come back and open your nightclub, CCM has me resisting, and I entrust you with a little money to solve the little things that can be solved with a little money because I can afford you, otherwise do you think there are so many water spirit girls in Myeongdong, why do I want to come to you? Brother Gongzi glared, and pulled down the last fig leaf without care.

The man smiled wryly.

The underworld is not an easy way to make a living these days.

"If you can't do it, I'll take my buddy to another place, and someone will do it for me when the time comes." Brother Childe is about to leave.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll send that person over to you in a few days." The man gritted his teeth.

"Oh, that's for the best." Brother Gongzi didn't round off the atmosphere, but just muttered to himself: "When the time comes, let her know how good Oppa's body is." ”

The man smiled, and just wanted to call a few young ladies in to relieve the atmosphere, but the scene in front of him made his eyelids jump.

'Bang'

The door was slammed open.

A little brother guarding the door was pushed in by the neck, and both cheeks were pierced by a dagger, and then another man in a suit who walked in didn't speak, just looked at him and smiled at the boy who was sitting, and let him drop the wine glass on the ground.

"Heh, the kid's table isn't that boring." (To be continued......)