"You talk to me about righteousness?"

The smile on the corner of Gu Hanshi's lips suddenly condensed, his eyes sank, and he was cold and terrifying: "When the Wen family had an accident, I begged you to let her go, but you don't know, she is so simple that she doesn't know anything, but you are so ruthless that you will kill everything, tell the creditor where she is hiding, and apply to the court to freeze all her bank cards......"

Countless embarrassing things were counted out by Gu Hanshi like this, every sentence was cruel, and Fu Zhi's face became pale little by little in his voice.

Gu Hanshi's cold face was already a cruel sneer: "Ah Zhi, I chased her abroad back then and picked her up little by little, didn't you see her at that time......"

Speaking of this, Gu Hanshi was silent, and the cigarette in his hand was mechanically sent to his lips.

In a puff of white smoke, Gu Hanshi smiled lonely.

Everything in those years was in his heart, and he never talked about it to anyone, and if it weren't for Fu Zhi coming to Xingshi today to ask about his sin, he wouldn't have said it.

He knew that Fu Zhi would definitely come, as long as he knew that Wen Liang had returned.

Now Gu Hanshi, even though he has a brotherly friendship with Fu Zhi, he already has the ruthlessness and determination of a businessman, and after coming back to his senses, Gu Hanshi slowly flicked the cigarette butt into the ashtray.

The words came out of his lips and teeth slowly, cruel and ruthless: "Ah Zhi, it's not that I robbed Wen Liang, it's that you don't want her, I'm just picking her up!" ”

Fu Zhi sat paralyzed on the chair, the strength of his body had been drained, Gu Hanshi had always been such a ruthless person.

He was silent, and his words were cruel.

For Wen Liang, he has always been like this, seemingly ruthless, but also amorous.

Fu Zhi never spoke, Gu Hanshi talked a little more, and after smoking the last puff of cigarette, he finally destroyed Fu Zhi's only remaining will with one sentence: "Besides, you know, I have absolutely inseparable ties with her." ”

Fu Zhi's face was like ashes.

He finally threw out his chips.

Fu Zhi forced himself to stand up calmly, looked at Gu Han who was sitting there with deep eyebrows, and said persistently: "No matter what conflicts I have with her, she and I will always be a family, inseparable!" ”

He turned around and left in Gu Hanshi's fluttering eyes, afraid that if he stayed any longer, he himself would be defeated by his own lack of self-confidence.

When he left Gu Hanshi's office, Fu Zhi remembered in a trance that when he was six years old, he was led by Wen Zhao and went to Wen's house tremblingly.

Little Wen Liang, with two crooked pigtails, wearing a white skirt, ran out with a pink rag doll, tilting her head and looking at her with her round black glasses.

Then he called him in a milky voice: "Brother Azhi." ”

He looked at the little thing, she was so good-looking, white and tender, her eyes narrowed when she laughed, and there were two shallow dimples on her cheeks.

He looked at her and smiled.

Leaving Genting Building, Fu Zhi kept telling himself that yes, he and Wen Liang will always be a family.

The friendship between him and Wen Liang for so many years is a relationship that Gu Hanshi and her did not have in just three years.

Even if it was self-comforting, Fu Zhi finally found the motivation to support himself.

Wen Liang didn't sleep very well, and vaguely heard as if someone was knocking on the door, and she thought it was a delusion at first.

After a long time, I slowly woke up.

It turned out that someone was knocking on the door.

She went to open the door, and looked out from the cat's eye, and in some dim light, she saw Qiao Sen standing outside the door with a depressed face, his head hanging down, and he couldn't see his face very clearly.

What did he come to do at such a late hour?

Thinking of the relationship between him and the girl named Zhang Siqi during the day, he wanted to sigh inexplicably.

For Qiao Sen, she is a little guilty, such a kind and good-natured man should have a gentle and beautiful woman by his side.

She doesn't deserve it, but Zhang Siqi is really not suitable.

Seeing that he was not in a good state, she couldn't turn her away, in the past few months, Qiao Sen was really good to her, and she always remembered this goodness.

"It's so late......"

She opened the door and wanted to ask him why he didn't sleep so late and ran to her, but before she could finish speaking, she was hugged.

Josson hugged her, buried his head in her shoulder, sniffed the smell of her hair, and wanted to cry.

Wen Liang was stunned, stood stiffly on the door, raised his hands to his side, and didn't know if he should hug him back.

He was sad, she could feel it.

But she didn't know why he was so upset, and she didn't know how to comfort him?

Moreover, they have broken up, and such a posture in front of them is really embarrassing.

In the end, she had to gently pat Qiao Sen's back a few times with her hand to comfort him, and asked him softly, "What's wrong?" ”

Listening to her soft voice, all the grievances held in Qiao Sen's heart instantly had nowhere to place, turning into endless grievances, hugging Wen Liang tightly, and constantly murmuring: "Why do they all want to force me?" Why ......"

He was whispering, sounding desperate and pained.

Wen Liang didn't know what he was talking about, he expected that he had encountered some difficulties, but he definitely didn't expect that it would be Gu Hanshi and Fu Zhi who forced Qiao Sen to this role.

Qiao Sen couldn't tell what was going on, and she couldn't know what it was, so she could only comfort: "Although I don't know what's wrong with you, but I'll be sad if you're like this." ”

It was true, she didn't lie to him.

Jossen froze for a moment, slowly regained his senses, and after a moment of silence, he slowly let go of her.

After all, he didn't want her to be sad.

When he let go of her, she saw that the corners of Qiao Sen's eyes were bruised and swollen, as if he had been beaten!

During the day, she saw him well.

She looked at his face and slowly noticed that there were three bruises on his face, which were not too horrible, but they also looked very shocking.

Feeling a little uncomfortable, she asked him, "What's the matter with you?" ”

As he asked, he had already pulled him to sit down on the sofa, and he was busy preparing ice packs to compress his wounds.

Qiao Sen looked at Wen Liang busy, and at this moment, his heart was rarely at peace.

Only in the warmth and coolness can you find inner peace.

"Nothing."

He didn't want to say more, it wasn't a glorious thing to say it.

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Wen Liang didn't dwell on the question, but just took an ice pack and asked him to apply the bruises at the corners of his eyes, and sat on the side, not knowing what to say.

Qiao Sen, who had been holding an ice pack for a long time, didn't speak, and sat there silently, waiting for his emotions to slowly digest.

Wen Liang didn't speak, just accompanied him like that.