In the past two days, Wang Zhongding has been wandering around the door of his house, and finally received a call from the driver today.
Originally, the driver had promised to send Han Dong back safe and sound, but Wang Zhongding drove to pick him up himself.
Ten minutes later, the two cars merged halfway.
"It's too dangerous. I was almost discovered by the chairman." The driver had a terrified expression.
Wang Zhongding was very calm, "Thanks to you."
The driver smiled, "It should be thanks to Han Dong. Without his trick, I may not be able to squat to the address of the chairman's new house until next year."
"Go back and rest early, you have worked hard these few days."
"Well, Mr. Wang also rests earlier."
The moment before the driver left, Wang Zhongding still had a calm expression. As soon as the driver left, Wang Zhongding quickly got into the car and kissed Han Dong hard on the face.
Well done!
Temporarily suppressing his excitement, Wang Zhongding first drove Han Dong home.
Remove makeup, take a bath, check your body... Han Dong woke up just halfway through his work.
"Fuck, is this home?" Han Dong twisted Wang Zhongding's facial features with his big hands.
When Han Dong didn't wake up just now, Wang Zhongding was all kinds of caring and gentle. When he woke up, Wang Zhongding's husband's burden was picked up again.
"Have you been beaten?" He asked angrily.
Han Dong must not bear it, and must not be polite to those two buddies. So he added more details about the situation of being beaten, and changed the beating from the dark to the beating, with an expression of begging her husband for justice.
Unexpectedly, Wang Zhong Ding snorted, "You deserve to be beaten."
Han Dong had a bitter and bitter expression on his face, "What do you think I've been beaten up?" As he spoke, he rummaged through his body, but there was no scar.
"Damn it, these two bodyguards are definitely your apprentices, they beat people without leaving any marks! Let me tell you that they absolutely..."
Wang Zhongding didn't want to hear this, so he interrupted directly.
"Okay, go to sleep now."
Han Dong soon fell asleep again, and habitually hugged Wang Zhongding after falling asleep.
I don't know if it's because he hugged him too tightly, but Wang Zhongding felt that Han Dong's body was unusually hot.
He tried the watch on Han Dong, and he did have a fever, but it didn't affect much. Wang Zhongding didn't give Han Dong any medicine, but just added an extra blanket.
But after a while, Han Dong kicked him away.
Wang Zhongding covered him again.
After a while, Han Dong kicked him away again.
Wang Zhongding simply wrapped Han Dong in a quilt, but the wrapping didn't matter, Han Dong howled instantly.
"MD! Let me go!"
Wang Zhongding is so angry, he still has such a temper when he serves you
So he wrapped it tightly again.
This time Han Dong was in a hurry, he punched Wang Zhongding's chest, and said angrily, "Try to touch me!"
Wang Zhongding couldn't help feeling suspicious. Although Han Donghun was muddled, he definitely wasn't muddled for this reason.
He tried to wrap Han Dong again, and it was tightly wrapped.
As expected, Han Dong struggled violently, and kept swearing all the time while struggling, all kinds of words that he didn't swear at that time.
Wang Zhongding understood.
The feeling in my heart was indescribable, it was much more painful than when Han Dong and him pretended to be pitiful just now.
For the first time, I felt so useless.
The next morning, Han Dong woke up clamoring for food.
Wang Zhongding only gave him some liquid food.
Han Dong protested in various ways, but finally compromised.
While eating, he found that Wang Zhongding had been staring at him, and after eating, Wang Zhongding was still staring at him, his eyes were very strange.
"What's wrong?" Han Dong couldn't help asking.
There was a bit of doubt in Wang Zhongding's tone, and a bit of unconvinced.
"You really... know fortune-telling?"
Han Dong smiled badly, "What, you want to count?"
"Tell me first, what can you figure out? Don't talk about marriage, Feng Shui and other formulas, I want to listen to the specifics."
Han Dong thought for a while, and said, "There are many of these. The long ones can be counted as a lifetime's fortune, and the short ones can be counted as three or five days' fortune. The thick ones can be counted as temperamental hobbies, and the thin ones can be counted as family details. Be more careful Damn, you can even figure out where the moles on your body are..."
Wang Zhongding still felt very nonsense.
"How did you figure it out?"
Han Dong said: "Some rules can be followed, but they may not be 100% consistent. Some can only be understood but cannot be explained in words. To put it bluntly, it all depends on understanding."
"Where does your understanding come from?"
"I'm not sure either. When I was a child, I heard an old lady in the same village say that my grandfather was an expert. When I was still in my mother's womb, he calculated my birthday. It was really a minute and a second Not bad."
The more Wang Zhongding listened, the more hesitant he became, "Since you know how to tell fortunes, why did you make such a big mistake?"
Han Dong said solemnly: "Some disasters are unavoidable, and while avoiding disasters, you will also avoid Fuxi."
"Avoid it." Wang Zhongding said suddenly.
Han Dong was stunned, "What do you mean?"
"What kind of blessing do you want? If you don't have any blessings, you have to be jealous! I would rather avoid Fuxi than have a little bit of disaster!"
Han Dong still didn't understand, "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Wang Zhongding finally spit out that sentence.
"Calculate your fortune these days."
"ah?"
"Why so much nonsense? Let you do the math!"
Han Dong counted his fingers, but his face was not optimistic.
Wang Zhongding actually became nervous.
"I don't have anything to do with myself, but I figured out that you will ask for me in the near future. One small request in three days, one big request in half a month."
Wang Zhongding snorted coldly, "Nothing."
Two days later, Wang Zhongding finally took Han Dong out for a hearty meal.
Han Dong usually devours food like a glutton after a few days of starvation.
The restaurant environment is very elegant and the atmosphere is very pleasant, so Han Dong's unfeeling sucking sound is particularly harsh.
Wang Zhongding didn't even roll his eyes, he could feel the contemptuous gazes from all around him.
Han Dong began to yell in his heart again, Wang Zhongding would definitely ignore everyone's gaze, with six big characters written on his face - I'm pet, why not
But the reality is that Wang Zhongding has had enough.
"I said, can you pay attention?"
"Look who looks like you?"
"You don't feel ashamed, I feel ashamed!"
Han Dong also despises others, "Don't you think a man looks very sissy when he eats politely?"
Wang Zhongding stopped talking and just looked at Han Dong.
Han Dong found that the atmosphere was not right, and immediately smiled apologetically, "No, no, I didn't mention you..."
Wang Zhongding was still sullen.
Han Dong picked up a shrimp ball and brought it to Wang Zhongding's mouth in a fawning manner.
"Let's eat."
Only Wang Zhongding knew how much face a person like him had to show when he opened his mouth in public.
As a result, all the meatballs were brought to his mouth, the chopsticks in Han Dong's hand suddenly trembled, and the meatballs rolled on his chin like that, and finally contributed to the table.
"One more, one more."
"enough!"
"..."
Back in the office, Wang Zhongding asked Han Dong, "Are you full?"
Han Dong looked satisfied.
"Have you enjoyed it?"
"Cool, very cool."
"Has the shadow in my heart been completely swept away?"
Han Dong hooked Wang Zhongding's neck and smirked, "The first time I saw you, there was no shadow."
"Then you take two steps forward." Wang Zhongding said.
Han Dong complied without knowing why.
"Turn around." Wang Zhongding said again.
It was only now that Han Dong realized that the danger was coming, but it was too late.
"Ah... why are you kicking me again?"
"Why do you say I kicked you? Sleepwalking to nightclubs at night, and sneaking into other people's rooms, is that something you did?"
"I was hacked!"
"If you have no distracting thoughts, can you be used by others?"
It was useless for Han Dong to struggle and beg for mercy, but Wang Zhongding was not soft at all.
"Stand up straight! Don't hide, just hide and kick ten times!"
Han Dong yelled, "Don't hide from the pain!"
"Why do I kick you if it doesn't hurt? Take your hand away!"
"It's fine if people bully me, but you still follow suit!"
"They count it as theirs, and I kick it as mine."
"Then don't keep kicking a piece of meat, can you change it?"
"Too lazy to change."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?"
"There are three more."
Han Dong gritted his teeth and persisted until the end.
"Aw!"
"Ow!"
"Awww!!"
I thought it was over, but as soon as the muscles relaxed, there was another louder "ow", which almost shattered the glass.
"Why kick me more???" Han Dong couldn't bear it.
Wang Zhongding replied indifferently: "Who told you to drop the ball on my chin."
"Are you too narrow-minded?"
Han Dong was barking behind Wang Zhongding like a big mangy dog, and there was a faint smile on the corner of Wang Zhongding's mouth.
After getting tired of using this special method, Han Dong asked, "Ming'er doesn't know about me, does he?"
Wang Zhongding said, "I didn't tell him."
"That's good. Ming'er looks calm on the surface, but she is more timid than anyone else. Don't let..."
As he was talking, Han Dong suddenly realized that the atmosphere was not right, and rushed to bow three meters away.
"Can I go to Ming'er?"
Wang Zhongding waved his hand, "Go."
After Han Dong left for a while, Feng Jun knocked on the door and came in.
"The real estate has been checked, and it is indeed bought with a fake ID card. The procedures are tight, and it is really painstaking."
Wang Zhongding's face sank again, "Has he tracked down Han Dong's whereabouts?"
"No, I think he should be very clear in his heart that we have the handle on the real estate, and he can only deal with it coldly. After all, your aunt is not a good person."
Wang Zhongding nodded and did not continue to ask further questions.
"But..." Feng Jun changed the topic, "He has been asking about that beauty."
"Beauty?" Wang Zhongding didn't know why.
Feng Jun smiled, "It's the one played by Han Dong."
Wang Zhongding took a deep breath, why can't he let me save my worry
While worrying, Xiao Liang came again, and brought even worse news.
The recorder cannot be restored.
"I found several professional and technical personnel to tinker with it, but it is probably really useless."
Wang Zhongding stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."
Xiaoliang had no choice but to hand it over.
In the evening, Wang Zhongding brought this recording pen home, and he tried it for a long time without success. Later, he suddenly thought of his almighty daughter-in-law, so he summoned him to the study.
"Please do me a favor."
"Help? Did I hear correctly? You actually said help?"
Wang Zhongding was annoyed, "Will you help?"
"That depends on whether you ask or not."
Wang Zhongding couldn't help himself, but in order to find out the truth, he could only throw out two words abruptly.
"Please."
Han Dong was in all kinds of embarrassment, "I remember someone said it was useless~ Which bastard said that? Huh?"
Wang Zhongding kicked Han Dong's butt lightly, and walked out with a sullen face.
It took Han Dong more than half an hour to recover a short section. He had just imported it into the computer, and before he could listen to it, he was dragged away by Xixi.
"Uncle Braid, I'll take you to see something."
"Don't always hang on to the word braids, don't you have braids too?"
"You can call me uncle too."
"..."
When Wang Zhongding came to the study, he saw a short piece of audio imported into the computer and played it directly.
A deep male voice came from inside.
"How is Han Dong?"
Before Wang Zhongding could listen further, a person broke in from the door.
"How did I hear Brother Ye's voice?"
As soon as these words came out, Wang Zhongding froze completely.
Audio continues to play.
"Of course I want to, can you not want to?"
Han Dong also froze.
The atmosphere turned cold instantly, and a piercing chill ran up the spines of the two of them.
Kahn's affairs, Yu Ming's affairs, posting nude photos, going to nightclubs... everything, Wang Zhongding was all about thunder and rain, and it was over with a kick and a fuss.
But Ye Chenglin, he couldn't let go.