After Cen Yuan slept for a while, he didn't get up until half past ten in the morning.

He had slept enough, and he just felt refreshed.

When he came out of the bedroom, he came to the hallway and happened to see the eaves cat at home.

The orange cat lay lazily in the corner of the hallway, eyes half-closed, as if sleeping.

Some time ago, it shed its hair a little badly, and it was about to become bald, but now those hairs have grown again, orange hairs, fluffy and soft, making people want to touch them when they look at them.

Who wouldn't want to experience the joy of a reckless cat?

Cen Yuan was also a little itchy.

Taking advantage of the fact that the bucket cat was not noticing him now, he wore slippers and walked lightly towards the eaves cat.

When he got to the orange cat, he hugged the cat, and then went wild.

Sure enough, the feel is exactly the same as expected, fluffy and soft, which makes people love it.

The bucket cat was suddenly woken up by Lu Jue, and let out a shocked cat meow: "Meow! "

When he found out that the person who reckoned it was Cen Yuan, he struggled even harder, and it seemed that he didn't want to be reckless by Cen Yuan at all. Who made this abominable human disgusted with its baldness before? The cat owner can't stand this grievance!

After Cen Yuan recklessly took two handfuls of cat hair, he was addicted to it, and then let go of the cat.

The groove cat was free, and at once it jumped out of the way, and then stood in the distance, staring at the hateful human. How can the cat owner let people be reckless casually?!

Cen Yuan smiled and said to the cat, "Still angry? I take back what I said before, you are not bald at all, you have a lot of cat hair. ”

The orange cat smacked his teeth without giving face: "Meow! "Don't think it's okay to say something nice now.

It didn't pay attention to it this time, and it will definitely not let Cen Yuan touch it again next time!

After a burst of majesty, the cat walked away with his head held high with graceful cat steps.

Cen Yuan looked at the cat in the distance, thought of something, and suddenly smiled.

This cat is worthy of being picked up and raised by He Muwai, and in some ways, it is really similar to its little owner.

At this time, Cen Yuan got up and planned to go downstairs.

He stopped as he passed a storage room in the hallway.

In the memory of the original owner, there seems to be a fragment of the storage room.

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Thinking of this, he reached out and opened the storage room, and then stepped inside.

The whole villa is very large, and everything is very valuable, even the storage room is full of various collections.

Near the right wall, there is a row of tall wine cabinets, which are divided into several levels, each of which is filled with a variety of red wines.

The wines here are all very old, and there are even several bottles that are no longer available in the market, and are worth more than seven figures.

Cen Yuan looked at these wines, and even his eyes lit up in an instant. Who doesn't love a wine with such a great value? Presumably it must taste crisp and mellow, with a full aftertaste, right?

If you really want to talk about it, Cen Yuan actually still owes a bottle of red wine and hasn't drunk it.

At the moment before he came to wear the book, he took a car to attend the award ceremony, and said to someone that after taking the trophy back, he would open a bottle of red wine to celebrate, and then get drunk and revenge.

Who knew that there was a car accident halfway through, and then I wore a book.

Cen Yuan looked at the rows of red wine and was eager to try it, wanting to take a bottle and taste it. Of course, he was just thinking about it, and he didn't really reach for it.

The value of these wines is too high, and he is not the real owner of this house, so naturally he can't open it without permission.

I can only wait until He Ting goes home, first talk to him, see if he can get permission, and then take away a bottle.

Cen Yuan reluctantly looked at the red wine for a while before leaving the storage room. Alas, this feeling of being able to see, but not being able to drink, is really torturous!

A commercial reception at a certain location. The hall was full of people.

He Xin sat on a single sofa, and countless people stepped forward with wine glasses and toasted him, wanting to set up.

He was wearing a well-cut black suit today, his aura was cold and powerful, his expression was faint, and he occasionally said a word or two to someone.

Among the people present, there were many people who were much older than him, and they were a little tired of seeing him in a high position at such a young age and in charge of such a huge He Group.

But there is no way to be convinced, who makes the development of He's Group flourish, and no company can compete with it. As the president of He's Group, He Jian is naturally a high-ranking power, and at the same time, he is also a flattering existence for everyone.

In short, among the people present, whether they sincerely admired He Ting or pretended to greet him, they all respectfully held their wine glasses, wanting to come to him and show their faces.

In the middle of the night, He Ting received a text message from his secretary, telling him that the cemetery he had ordered had been found

。 He put away his phone, stood up, and said in a cold voice: "There is still something to do, go first." ”

How dare the others say anything against it, and they are flattering. "Mr. He, if you have something, go first."

"Mr. He, about the cooperation I just talked about, why don't I make a special trip to He's Group another day and tell you about it carefully?" "Mr. He, I'm going to hold a cruise party this month, please be sure to enjoy it." “.....”

He Ting bowed slightly, walked through the crowd, and left the hall.

He walked out of the hotel and just walked to his car.

At this time, Han Fang suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and exclaimed, "You're leaving?" The main event hasn't started yet. The so-called highlight is naturally a relaxation session arranged by the organizer after a group of top rich people have three points of drunkenness.

It's just that He Ting has no interest in the highlight of Han Shifang's mouth, and said coldly: "Enjoy it yourself." ”

Han Fang has a wealthy family, his parents have not been able to have children when they were young, and then they finally got old and had children, so they doted on him.

This also developed his character of not being afraid of heaven and earth, and he has always been able to play.

Seeing that He Hao refused without hesitation, he blinked his eyes and said jokingly: "What? Do you want to go home to accompany your sister-in-law? He relied on the relationship with He Ting who grew up together, so he didn't have much scruples about talking.

He Xin said coldly: "No." ”

Han Fang is a bohemian son-in-law, and he is also the most gossipy, blocking in front of He Ting's car door, not letting people open it, and then asking vigorously: "I heard that my sister-in-law's appearance is particularly eye-catching, and people will never forget it at a glance." I have a cousin chasing my sister-in-law's baby, and she tells me every day that my sister-in-law's appearance is simply against the sky. Although she doesn't know the relationship between her sister-in-law and you, I know it, so I'm here to ask you. ”

Han Fang said such a lot, but unfortunately He Ting was not touched at all, and only replied to him briefly with four words: "No comment." "

Han Fang: "......"

He put his hands around his chest and sighed twice: "What, don't tell me, don't you know that your sister-in-law's appearance is very rebellious?" "

He Ting's eyes were cold, and he glanced at Han Fang and said, "Are you so idle?" ”

Han Fang didn't feel embarrassed at all, and nodded indifferently: "Yes, I'm very idle, and I'm going to go to your house to take a look at my sister-in-law, I'm very curious about how my sister-in-law is real." ”

After speaking, he asked He Ting with a snicker: "By the way, you must care about your sister-in-law, right?" ”

He Ting's face was pale: "You."

What do you think? ”

Han Fang: "......"

He changed the subject and said: "I don't know what kind of person this sister-in-law is, but if I want to accept it sincerely, I need a certain threshold, wait for me to try him." ”

He Ting glanced at him coldly: "Don't do superfluous things." ”

Han Fang shouted: "Why is it superfluous, I just go and talk to him?" ”

He Ting didn't seem too lazy to continue talking nonsense with Han Fang, reached out and opened the car door, and then sat in the cab.

At this time, Han Fang thought of something, leaned on the car window, and was about to say to He Ting: "That's right......"

As a result, before he finished speaking, He Ting had already started the car, and then stepped on the accelerator.

The car jerked forward.

Han Fang was startled and hurriedly took a few steps back. It's so dangerous, I almost got scratched.

Han Fang was stunned: "Brother He, what are you doing here?" ”

The car drove a few meters and then stopped again.

He Ting sat in the car and glanced at Han Fang lightly, his voice was not humane: "You have too many words." After that, he officially drove away.

Han Fang: "..."

Han Fang stood in place, frightened, and finally stabilized his mind.

He looked at the Rolls-Royce in the distance, and laughed a little playfully: "Brother He, does he care about his sister-in-law, or do you really dislike me for talking too much?" "

Half an hour later, the cemetery in the north of the city.

He Xin came to a cemetery and then stood still.

In front of the cemetery, a wordless monument was erected.

He didn't know who he was paying homage to.

But looking at the tombstone, there was a suffocating pain in all limbs.

He seems to have missed a particularly important agreement, and that agreement, he should be able to get something back. But it didn't have time for anything, and it eventually turned into nothingness.

He Xin was straight and stood quietly in front of the cemetery.

Little by little, he began to recall his past to see if someone important had left him, but as he had done countless times before, he never remembered such a person.

In his memories, he was born in the He family since he was a child, then grew up in a wealthy environment, then went abroad to study, and then devoted 100% of his energy to study and work. Even when I got married, I just found a random marriage partner, even the other party's appearance

Zi has never seen it, and everything is handled by He Lin.

Other than that, there doesn't seem to be anything particularly impressive, let alone anyone who is impressed.

He Ting looked at the wordless tablet in front of him and began to wonder if his memories belonged to him, or if he should have other memories?

Rao is a person like He Ting, and he can't sort out these things for a while.

But there is one thing that he is well aware of.

He can't think of anything, and what he has to do on instinct, it must be crucial. For example, he wanted to build a wordless monument to commemorate someone.

For example, he just stood in front of the blank tombstone, feeling depressed and suffocated.

It can be seen that that person must be an existence more important than himself.

In the villa.

Today's weather is good, the sun's rays are blocked by white clouds, and the cool breeze makes people feel particularly comfortable.

Cen Yuan ordered someone to move a recliner and put it on the lawn in front of the villa, and set up a small table next to it. He ran to the kitchen, dug out a large pile of food, and then went to the lawn and put it on the small table.

After sitting down all this, Cen Yuan lay comfortably on the chaise longue, rocking the chaise longue gracefully, and from time to time took a little food from the small table next to him.

On this day, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fairy day!

Cen Yuan hummed a little song while enjoying the food.

At this time, he thought about the red wine he had seen in the storage room earlier.

Wouldn't it be better to have a glass of mellow and delicious red wine at such a time?

Cen Yuan pondered for a while, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and wanted to call He Ting a little bit, asking him if he could get a bottle of red wine to drink.

He had just dialed the phone, and it hadn't gotten through. He hung up again.

Forget it, it's still not fighting.

He Ting is full of opportunities every day, and he works hard every day for the group's affairs. How could he call and harass him because he wanted to drink red wine?

Of course, the main reason is that the two are only in an agreement relationship, and they are not really married partners, so they should not be so willful.

Cen Yuan usually looks very aggressive, but in some things, he will pay extra attention.

He just hung up,

Prepare to put your phone away.

Suddenly, a somewhat clear male voice sounded behind him: Why did you hang up? Keep fighting.

Cen Yuan turned his head when he heard the sound.

/ > saw a man of about twenty-seven or eighteen standing behind him, wearing a valuable white suit, his hair all combed back, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of grace.

After Cen Yuan glanced at the man, he said lightly: "Are you?" With that, he sat up straight from his recliner.

Han Fang actively introduced himself: "My name is Cao Fang, I am Brother He's good brother, we grew up together. ”

He also explained by the way: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to spy on your phone just now, but I just accidentally saw the interface of the phone." In fact, he didn't say anything on the surface, but he set off a lot of waves in his heart.

The sister-in-law remarked "husband" to Brother He, it seems that the two are very close in private, so why did Brother He still look salty and indifferent before, as if he didn't care about his sister-in-law? Tsk, pretending to be true.

After listening to Han Fang's apology, Cen Yuan didn't care and said, "It's okay, it's just a trivial matter." ”

Han Fang praised casually: "If you look at my sister-in-law's personality, she is very good, then we will definitely get along well in the future." As he spoke, he was also looking at Cen Yuan.

Cen Yuan is dressed simply today, the upper body is a high-end white shirt, the texture is smooth, and the waist is extraordinarily thin, and the lower body is only wearing a pair of black pants, which is extremely simple to match, but it shows his superior figure very well.

He leaned back on the chaise longue so casually, the white sky light projected on his face, making his skin more and more white and transparent, a pair of black eyes were moist and bright, the tails of the eyes were slightly upturned, and a red tear mole was the best embellishment.

Han Fang looked at this scene and couldn't help but think, sure enough, it made sense for his cousin to praise Cen Yuan every day. This person really looks against the sky, and in today's entertainment industry, I am afraid he is also one of the best existences.

After listening to Han Fang's self-introduction, Cen Yuan said casually: "He Ting is not at home today, you can do it yourself." "This is He Ting's guest, he is not familiar with it at all, so there is no need to deliberately receive it. Otherwise, if something leaks out, the gain outweighs the loss.

Han Fang is also a self-acquainted character, and immediately said: "It's okay, Brother He is not here, then I will leave after a while." ”

Cen Yuan nodded: "Hmm." ”

Han Fang said he was leaving, but he didn't.

He was originally here for Cen Yuan today, he was a little curious about what kind of person Cen Yuan was, and he wanted to test it.

Han Fang was about to find a topic and restart the chat between the two. At this moment, he saw Cen Yuan open a gunfight game.

When Han Fang saw this gunfight game, he immediately opened the conversation: "Sister-in-law, you also play this game?" ”

Cen Yuan raised his eyebrows:

"How?"

Han Fang took the opportunity to say: "I've been playing this game, and the technique is not bad, why don't I teach you?" ”

Cen Yuan seemed to smile: "Teach me? ”

This is the first time someone has said in front of him that they want to teach him how to play this game.

Han Fang mentioned this game, and his eyebrows danced: "Sister-in-law, let's be honest, I play this game very well, I also went to a club for a while before, and learned a few tricks from those professional players."

Cen Yuan nodded casually: Yes, let's play together.

The maid in the villa was particularly discerning, and when he saw that the two were going to play games together, he hurriedly brought a chair to Han Fang and placed it next to Cen Yuan.

Before starting the game, Cen Yuan took a lollipop from the small table, tore it open to his mouth, then took off his slippers and sat cross-legged on the recliner.

His posture is relaxed, looking lazy and comfortable.

Han Fang sat on Erlang's legs crossed, and while changing the costumes of his game characters, he said to Cen Yuan: "Sister-in-law, are you wearing the original costume?" ”

Cen Yuan held a lollipop in his mouth and said casually: "Yes, what costume I wear doesn't affect my MVP." ”

Han Fang: "...... this, are you so confident?"

He somewhat felt that Cen Yuan was exaggerating himself a little, after all, judging from his appearance alone, Cen Yuan was really sick and thin, and he looked extremely fragile.

It's hard to believe that such a person will have any outstanding performance in gunfight games.

It's just that Han put down and didn't say anything to hit Cen Yuan, but said, "I've changed my clothes, let's start." ”

"Hmm."

Soon, the two started their first game.

This time, the two jumped to a place where gamers were particularly dense, and as soon as they landed, Cen Yuan picked up a gun and quickly eliminated an enemy.

"Bang bang!"

Before Han Fang could react, Cen Yuan had already run a long way away, and then dealt with an enemy again.

In a short period of time, take out two enemies. And the style of play is extraordinarily precise.

Han Fang: What happened to "......"? He didn't react the whole time!

Han stabilized his mind, thinking that it must have been an accident just now, and he had to cheer up quickly and take the whole team away.

Han Fang picked up a gun and moved next to Cen Yuan.

At this time, he and Cen Yuan's gaze

An enemy appeared at the same time.

Han Fang's spirit was shocked. What a chance!

He was about to pull the trigger, but in the next second, with two "bang" gunshots, the enemy in the distance had already been killed.

It was Cen Yuan who hit it.

Han Fang: "..."

He couldn't help but glance at Cen Yuan next to him.

At this time, Cen Yuan was still sitting cross-legged in a leisurely posture, his face was calm and comfortable, and he was still fiddling with a lollipop stick in his mouth.

Han Fang: "......"

If the enemy on the other side knew that they had been killed in this state, would they feel a little aggrieved?

At this time, Cen Yuan noticed that Han Fang's game character didn't move, and reminded him casually: "Someone has gone around to you." ”

Han Fang hurriedly looked down at his game interface.

Sure enough, an enemy had already turned the wall with a gun, and was about to shoot at him.

Han was in a hurry and couldn't deal with it for a while. He was about to be killed.

At this moment, two gunshots rang out suddenly, and the man who was about to hit him fell in response.

Cen Yuan retired after success, and operated the characters to go to other places. The whole process is light and breezy, but the effect is outstanding!

This、This is too super-god!!

Han Fang's heartbeat was two beats faster.

He never expected that Cen Yuan's game skills would be so good, which was completely unexpected.

Next, Han Fang kept following Cen Yuan, and the two made it to the finals steadily, and finally won the victory.

The moment the game is won, dopamine is automatically secreted, and even individuals can't help but get excited.

Han Fang jumped up suddenly: "It's so exciting!" ”

Cen Yuan is obviously calm enough to face this kind of victory often, but there is still a little bit of smug youthfulness after winning between his eyebrows, which is particularly charming.

After a game, Han Fang couldn't remember at all that he was going to test Cen Yuan, and asked with a blank eye; "Sister-in-law, you shouldn't have been a player on a professional team before, right?"

Cen Yuan had a lollipop in his mouth and said a little vaguely: "No, I'm just a star who is black on the whole network." Playing games is just a hobby. ”

Han Fang: "......" You're too modest.

He was so shocked that he almost knelt down and called Daddy.

Han Fang's emotions had already been aroused, and he hit the railroad while it was hot: "Sister-in-law, why don't we play a few more games?" ”

> Cen Yuan had nothing to do anyway, so he replied, "Yes." ”

Next, the two played several rounds together.

In the end, Han Fang completely admired Cen Yuan so much that he threw himself to the ground.

Sometimes, a man's friendship is so simple, he has decided unilaterally, Cen Yuan will be his best sister-in-law in the future.

When He Ting returned to the villa, Han Fang had not left yet.

As soon as Han Fang saw He Ting, he walked up to him excitedly, saying that he would identify Cen Yuan as a sister-in-law in the future.

When He Ting heard this, he was slightly puzzled: "It's just one afternoon, and your attitude has changed?" ”

Han Fang's eyebrows and eyes were full of admiration, and he said excitedly: "You don't know, my sister-in-law's game skills are very good, and she is not much different from those professional players, which makes me admire it so much." ”

He Ting didn't know much about the game, and he didn't care about what Han Fang said, so he just took the lead at random and said that he knew.

At this time, Han Fang suddenly had a gossipy look on his face: "Brother He, why are you even hiding it from me?" ”

He Tingwei paused: "What are you hiding from you?" ”

Han Fang had an expression that was under control: "What else can you hide from me, of course it's the relationship between you and your sister-in-law." You're actually very affectionate in private, aren't you? On the surface, he pretended to be not very familiar. ”

A trace of thought flashed in He Ting's dark eyes, and he slowly asked, "Why do you say that?" ”

Han Fang sighed: "Why don't you still tell me the truth?" I saw it when I came to the villa, and my sister-in-law was going to call you and note you as my husband, which was really insensitive.

As he spoke, he pretended to shake the goosebumps on his body.

At this moment, if someone else heard such words, something would definitely be exposed, but He Haze's expression did not change, he just thought about something quietly.

Phone remarks for husband?

He and Cen Yuan have never stored each other's contact information. Whether this husband is him or not, it goes without saying.

Han Fang was about to say something, and at this time, He Ting said loudly: It's not early, you can go back.

Han Fang was stunned: "You just drove me away like this?" ”

He Ting was quite ruthless: "Well, do you have any questions?" ”

Han Fang: "......"

What's the matter, did he do something wrong?

He secretly told Brother He about his sister-in-law's phone number. Shouldn't he be a big hero?

Cen Yuan went on a tour in the afternoon

I was tired from the play, and then I went upstairs and slept for half an hour.

When he walked downstairs to the living room in a happy mood, he saw He Ting sitting in the living room dealing with documents.

Cen Yuan said casually: "I'm back." After that, he was ready to go to the kitchen to pour water and drink.

At this time, He Ting stopped him: "Wait." ”

Cen Yuan turned around a little puzzled: "What's wrong?" ”

He and He Jianping usually met at home, most of the time they said a word or two of good things, and then they went their own way, but I didn't expect He Ting to stop him today.

He Ting looked at Cen Yuan with a pair of dark eyes and said, "You should pay attention in the future, you were seen by Han Fang today." ”

Cen Yuan was even more puzzled, and thought, "What did you see?" ”

He Ting said slowly: "I saw you calling." "And it's a call to your cheating partner.

When Cen Yuan heard this, he immediately relaxed: "That's it? I thought it was something big. ”

He Xin looked at him without the slightest disapproval, and paused for a moment before saying, "You are very freewheeling." ”

Cen Yuan nodded calmly: "I don't think it's anything." ”

At most, Han Fang only saw his dial-up interface, and it was not a major secret, so there was no need to be afraid.

He Ting finally confirmed: "Do you really think this is just a trivial matter? ”

Cen Yuan nodded affirmatively: "Yes, a small thing, and a trivial matter." ”

He didn't know why He Ting wanted to talk about this kind of thing alone, could it be that he was more idle today?

He Ting: "......" Cen Yuan is really ...... Every time it makes his eyes new.

The author has something to say: He Ting: My wife cheated. Cen Yuan: Didn't you cheat too?