Jiang Zhao originally thought that Xiao Si would come out in a few minutes, but after waiting for a while, he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.
Why is this man still taking a shower
He's not wearing pants yet!
The trousers that Xiao Si had handed him before were forgotten in the car. Jiang Zhao was wearing a jacket around his lower body, so he walked to the bathroom and knocked on the door: "Then what, do you have any trousers?"
A few seconds later, amidst the sound of dripping water, came Xiao Si's slightly hoarse voice: "The cloakroom next to the study, you can take whatever you want."
This kind of conversation across the bathroom always has a strange atmosphere, Jiang Zhao immediately responded, and followed Xiao Siye's guidance to his cloakroom.
Jiang Zhao himself pays great attention to dressing up. The cloakroom at home is over a hundred square meters, and the inside is designed so that it will be blindingly golden, and several lamps are specially designed for lighting.
In comparison, Xiao Si is much more restrained than him, and the design of the cloakroom is also very simple. Several rows of built-in hanging wardrobes clearly divide the clothes into several categories, one for suits, one for casual clothes, and the rest of jewelry. There is another cabinet with scarves and hats, and the arrangement is complete.
Jiang Zhao randomly found a pair of gray sweatpants among his casual clothes, and put them on directly in the cloakroom. After changing, he glanced at the floor-to-ceiling mirror next to him, and couldn't help curling his mouth. These pants might be a pair of cropped pants. But it was just right for him.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly noticed the jewelry cabinet next to him.
The jewelry cabinet is basically full of big-name jewelry, with various bracelets, necklaces and rings, but Jiang Zhao hardly sees Xiao Si wearing them, presumably it is a cooperation with the brand, and after the cooperation is over, it will be left here to eat ashes.
But unlike the jewelry that is placed on the cabinets, the top row of cabinets has a whole row of velvet ring boxes, and each box has a different color. Jiang Zhao recognized at a glance that the box on the far left had probably been placed for a long time, and the edges of the box were a little faded.
He was caught off guard and remembered that on his twenty-seventh birthday, Xiao Si also gave him such a ring box, and inside the box was... a stack of covers.
Does this person have some kind of ring box collection addiction? Put that kind of thing in a box and give it to him!
Jiang Zhao's teeth itch as soon as he thinks of this, his eyes flicked across the row of ring boxes, and he was a little puzzled, could it be that there are all of them here
No, he doesn't think Dogecoin is so perverted.
Jiang Zhao adjusted his clothes casually, and was about to leave here when he heard hurried footsteps.
The door of the cloakroom was pushed open suddenly, and Xiao Siye's eyes flashed a little nervousness, just caught by Jiang Zhao: "Did you find the clothes?"
Jiang Zhao was taken aback: "It's just the pants on me. No, do you have any clothes that can't be moved?"
Xiao Si also glanced over the row of jewelry boxes not far away without any trace, seeing no trace of being touched, his expression relaxed.
Then he coughed lightly again: "No, but some clothes have not been worn for a long time, there should be mites, I'm afraid you may have skin allergies by picking the wrong one."
Jiang Zhao didn't take it seriously: "How can it be so delicate, let's say you finish washing..."
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Si also loosened the belt of the bathrobe he was wearing.
Immediately afterwards, the bathrobe that originally only exposed the muscles of the waist and abdomen was suddenly opened wide, and the belt of the bathrobe fell happily.
There was a moment of silence in the cloakroom.
Jiang Zhao: "..."
Xiao Si also pulled on his clothes abruptly: "..."
A few seconds later, Xiao Si also coughed lightly: "I... didn't mean it."
Jiang Zhao: "I want to go home."
Xiao Si also: "Okay, I'll see you off."
"No," Jiang Zhao walked towards the door, brushing his shoulder, "I called Xiaohu and the others, and they should be there in a while."
As if to verify his statement, Xiao Siye's cell phone rang just in time, and Xiao Hu called, saying that they were already waiting downstairs.
Before Xiao Si asked to change clothes and go downstairs with him, Jiang Zhao had already stepped on Xiao Siye's shoes that he had borrowed when he came here: "I'll transfer the money to you for the clothes, let's go."
"wait."
Just as Jiang Zhao opened the door to go out, he paused, and was about to turn his head to look at Xiao Siye, when a thick down jacket was suddenly draped over his shoulders.
"It's cold outside." Xiao Si's deep voice came from behind his ear.
Jiang Zhao was stunned for a moment, then said "Oh", tightened the down jacket on his body, and walked to the elevator.
The elevator doors closed, and Jiang Zhao, standing alone in the elevator, looked at the elevator doors that could reflect a figure, and the scene just now flashed in his mind belatedly.
At that time, his first reaction was not to beat up his opponent, but... he was in good shape.
Just like he felt that night.
-Grass! What are you thinking!
Whether the bastard is in good shape is none of his business!
Jiang Zhao yelled in his heart for a long time, he walked out of the elevator sullenly, and saw the driver and Xiaohu who came to pick him up as soon as he went out.
As soon as he got into the nanny car, Xiaohu jumped up crying and howling: "Brother!! Are you okay, brother!"
Jiang Zhao was so shocked that his eardrums hurt, but Xiaohu has such an open and close personality, so he didn't say anything, but he heard Xiaohu sniffling and saying: "Brother, do you have a fever, why are your ears red? You have been wronged, woo woo woo..."
Jiang Zhao: "?"
He looked in the rearview mirror stiffly, and sure enough, he saw the tips of his crimson ears.
Xiaohu was still shouting: "Let's go to the hospital bro!"
Jiang Zhao: "..."
He suddenly said "No" viciously, then quickly put on the sweater hat and pulled the drawstring, and buried himself directly in the down jacket.
Xiaohu: "?"
The hateful Han Tingfeng actually made his brother shut himself up! Woooooo his poor brother!
—
Jiang Zhao went straight back to Jiang's house.
Before the car reached the door, he saw Ms. Xu who was looking around in the yard. When the nanny car drove all the way to the door and Jiang Zhao got out of the car, Ms. Xu's eyes turned red.
"Son!" Ms. Xu looked at Jiang Zhao's arms and then at his legs, turning him over like a pancake to see if he was injured.
Jiang Zhao sighed, stretched out his hand, and hugged her into his arms: "Mom, I'm fine."
Ms. Xu froze for a moment, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Blame me, I didn't even know that Han Tingfeng was..."
Jiang Zhao patted Ms. Xu on the back, and the second dog next to him also drooped the ears of the plane, whimpering sadly.
Lao Jiang coughed lightly in front of the house: "Come in and talk."
The family sat in the living room, Ms. Xu held her son's arm with one hand, and brushed Ergou's hair with the other, listening to Jiang Zhao explain what happened in the past few days.
At this point, Jiang Zhao didn't hide the reason why he alienated Han Tingfeng back then, but just blurred the matter of drinking and drugging a little, so as to prevent the two elders from being further stimulated.
After hearing this, Ms. Xu took a deep breath: "Is he such a person? You, why didn't you..."
In the middle of speaking, Ms. Xu choked up again.
How could she not know how virtuous her son was, he had a good face, he reported good things but not bad things, and he didn't tell them any grievances.
Even when he was injured when he was a child, he always hid the wound silently. When he was discovered, the eyes of the pink and jade-carved little white dumpling were all red, and he told them that a man should not shed tears casually.
"That's how young I was," Jiang Zhao felt his toes curl up when he heard Ms. Xu mentioning his childhood, "I'm already this old...Mom, please stop, Ergou will be bald by you. "
Ergou foolishly raised a dog's head with sparse hair.
Ms. Xu threw down the dog hair in her hand, hammered off the sofa, and looked at Lao Jiang: "This matter can't just be left alone!"
Lao Jiang took a sip of the tea in the small purple sand pot, and said leisurely: "It's getting cold, let the Han family go bankrupt."
Jiang Zhao almost choked: "I told you, don't just read those overlord literature!"
Lao Jiang narrowed his eyes in disdain, what does the little bastard know, your mother will just take it.
Jiang Zhao stayed at home with his parents all afternoon, during which Zuo Xiaoqiu, Xiaohu and Qin Youyou all visited him one by one. After making sure that he was fine, Jiang Zhao finally received a call from the police.
Han Tingfeng confessed to his illegal imprisonment and intentional harm to others, but he also conveyed a message that Han Tingfeng strongly demanded to see him again.
After Jiang Zhao thanked the police for their hard work, he heard from the police that Han Tingfeng would not be able to meet him in the detention center until he was discharged from the hospital.
Jiang Zhao was stunned: "In the hospital?"
The policeman over there explained: "Yes, at the scene at that time, Mr. Han had a strong conflict with your friend. Your friend was defending himself at the time, and he was slightly injured..."
The policeman on the other end of the phone subconsciously glanced at Han Tingfeng, who was wrapped up in a mummy on the hospital bed. Although he looked scary, if a strict identification was made...the injuries were indeed minor.
The one who defended rightfully also took great pains.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhao sat on the sofa for a while, got up and said, "I'm going to make a call."
Ms. Xu and Lao Jiang looked at each other, and immediately understood: "Go, go, Xiaoye has been busy for so long to find you, so I need to make a call."
Lao Jiang also said: "Let him come to the house for dinner when we come back."
These two seemed to regard Xiao Si as their future son-in-law, Jiang Zhao said haha while walking away guiltily with his mobile phone.
He didn't know where Han Tingfeng hid his previous mobile phone. Now he is using a new one bought by Xiaohu. The account data has just been synchronized, but there is no previous chat history.
Looking at the empty chat screen with Xiao Si, Jiang Zhao felt a little uncomfortable for a while.
After a while, he made a voice call.
However, to his surprise, Xiao Si also hung up the phone directly.
Jiang Zhao: "?"
He stared at the screen for a while, and before he could start to get angry, the other party called back.
"Go home?"
Xiao Si's low voice also sounded, a bit hoarse than usual, with a slight panting sound.
Jiang Zhao held his breath directly, and after a few seconds he made a difficult sound: "Did I bother you?"
On the other end of the phone, Xiao Si also picked up a towel and wiped off his sweat, and stabilized the sandbag in front of him with one hand: "It's okay, I just worked out at home. What's wrong?"
Jiang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief silently, it turned out that he was wrong.
He immediately changed the subject: "Did you beat Han to the hospital?"
Hearing that he didn't even bother to call out his name, Xiao Si also had a smile on his lips: "It just caused him a little injury."
"Beautiful job," Jiang Zhao only felt very happy, and wished he could participate, "By the way, the police told me that he wanted to see me."
Xiao Si was also silent for two seconds: "Do you want to go?"
Jiang Zhao pursed his lips: "I don't want to see him, but I have to ask him something."
If it was someone else, they would definitely prevent him from meeting Han Tingfeng again without hesitation at this time, not to mention psychological shadows and the like, just mentioning it would be disgusting enough.
But he always felt that Xiao Si would definitely support his idea.
Sure enough, Xiao Si also said: "Then go, I will accompany you."
This promise directly made Jiang Zhao feel relaxed.
He also hung up the phone with Xiao Si, and after a while, Xiao Si also sent a picture.
The snow-white kitten stretched its waist, looking lazy and cute, followed by a video.
In the video, the kitten jumped onto the cat climbing frame, looked at Xiao Siye's camera from two or three meters away, and opened its mouth to yawn. The next second, the white cat who was licking its paws suddenly raised its ears and jumped towards the camera!
Immediately afterwards, the picture spun around and the video stopped abruptly.
Jiang Zhao almost laughed out loud - he could almost imagine how his sister shot into Xiao Siye's face like a shell.
When he finished playing, he long pressed download and saved the video in his phone.
—
a week later.
Jiang Zhao, led by the police, walked into the meeting room.
Only Jiang Zhao was allowed to meet, and Xiao Si could only wait outside. Jiang Zhao walked into the meeting room and looked up. It was very clean and depressing, and a small space like this might be where Han Tingfeng stayed for the rest of his life.
The Han family's company is facing an economic crisis under the pressure of Lao Jiang recently. Lao Jiang also reported the good news to him, saying that several large companies that had previously cooperated with the Han family have also withdrawn their capital recently. According to this trend, Years later, the Han family will have to collapse. And because Han Tingfeng is not a Chinese national, he also has a certain reputation abroad. There are currently two ways to face his trial, one is to be sentenced according to the laws of China, and the other is to be repatriated and tried according to foreign laws.
I don't know if it's because of the news that Han Tingfeng, who was separated by a glass, became terribly thinner, the cheekbones on both cheeks were prominent, and the eyes that had been pretending to be gentle in the past became more sunken and permeable.
Jiang Zhao opened the chair in the meeting room and looked at Han Tingfeng: "I heard you want to see me?"
In just one week, he had already broken free from the kidnapping incident and regained his usual spirit.
Han Tingfeng looked at him almost obsessively, and after a while, he said hoarsely: "Xiao Zhao..."
"If only you belonged to me," he murmured in a low voice, "My own, mine..."
The policeman next to him frowned, and was about to warn Han Tingfeng, but the noble and arrogant star sneered, and said bluntly, "I don't belong to you, but I can be your grandfather."
Police brother: "..."
Is the actor so wild in private
"I didn't come to see you to appease the mentally ill," Jiang Zhao stared at him, "I want to ask you something, tell me the truth."
Han Tingfeng stared at him blankly, not knowing whether he listened to him or not.
Jiang Zhao asked, "The cat I brought home back then was killed by the gardener, or you."
He has been suspicious since he was locked up in the villa. The gardener back then, did his duty in their family, and never made any mistakes when he went abroad.
But Jiang Zhao vaguely remembered that the gardener's daughter was sick at the time and was in urgent need of a surgery fee, and it seemed that he wanted to borrow it from their family.
If he asked, of course Ms. Xu would not refuse, but for some reason, the money for the operation fee seemed to be settled, and then the cat incident happened again. Ms. Xu didn't have any sympathy for him and kicked him out directly.
Hearing his words, Han Tingfeng giggled twice, and with a smile, his face suddenly changed, becoming gloomy and terrifying:
"Why can a cat be so close to you? Huh? Shouldn't it be me who is closest to you?"
"But since you have that cat, you don't go out, you just stay at home watching that cat, playing some stupid game of throwing a ball with it..."
"Obviously you saved me," Han Tingfeng looked at him bewilderedly, "How can you give your feelings to other things that don't matter?"
Jiang Zhao's fingers suddenly clenched the armrest of the chair, his joints stretched, and obvious veins appeared on the back of his hand.
He suppressed the anger surging in his chest, and asked again: "So the phone call back then..."
Han Tingfeng smiled like a pure child: "I hanged up on purpose, Xiao Zhao."
Jiang Zhao stood up suddenly, and the chair was brought down to the ground by his excessive movement, making a "bang" sound.
"Mr. Jiang!" The policeman behind hurriedly stopped him, "Don't be impulsive!"
Jiang Zhao's masseter muscles were tense, and he endured to the limit before he could barely restrain his reason.
"Han Tingfeng," he exhaled in a low voice, "You bastards don't deserve to live in this world."
Han Tingfeng suddenly laughed, a bright smile that made the policeman behind him tense up, holding down his baton and yelling at him repeatedly.
Han Tingfeng turned a deaf ear, he raised his head on the interrogation chair, stared straight at the person standing in front of the glass, and smiled viciously and purely: "But, Xiao Zhao, even if I die, you will always remember me. "
"I've caused you so much pain..." he laughed. "Whether it's a cat or a piano... just touch any of these things and you'll think of me."
"You will remember me, and you will remember me forever."
There was a long silence in the meeting room.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Zhao straightened up suddenly, and looked down at Han Tingfeng condescendingly: "Is this your purpose?"
The policeman next to him noticed that Jiang Zhao's expression seemed a little too calm compared to just now.
Han Tingfeng was also taken aback, but heard Jiang Zhao calmly say to him: "Some time ago, I played the piano at Xiao Siye's house."
Han Tingfeng's pupils shrank.
"And now I have a cat," Jiang Zhao continued, "My sister is just one year old and two months old. A very beautiful blue-eyed puppet cat, I like it very much."
He lifted up the chair he just brought and didn't sit on it again, but looked sideways at Han Tingfeng who was a little dazed, like an indifferent judge, announcing life and death to the sinner in front of him lightly: "If your meaning is these , that's embarrassing. I'm going to keep having cats, keep practicing, and keep doing all the things I haven't done before."
"I won't remember you either."
His tone was very calm, he suddenly broke free from a nightmare, and after waking up, he saw the sunny morning.
"I remember you..." Jiang Zhao snorted lightly, walked towards the outside of the meeting room, and left a casual sentence:
"What are you?"
The moment he stepped out of the meeting room, Han Tingfeng roared and cursed, as if he wanted him to come back.
But the policeman's voice overwhelmed him, and there was a chaotic movement in the interview room.
Jiang Zhao didn't look back, nor did he stop. Instead, he walked more and more briskly, and the more he walked, the more he left behind those pasts that he couldn't speak out.
The moment he came out of the corridor, he saw bright sunlight reflecting from the glass windows of the police station and falling on the people who were waiting for him outside.
The man's amber eyes reflected a beautiful luster in the sun, and his eyebrows were warm and deep. He wore a camel turtleneck sweater today, which made his temperament a little more gentle than usual, which reminded people of the four "time is quiet" Character.
Xiao Si also stood up from his seat and asked him, "Is it over?"
Jiang Zhao looked at him, and suddenly showed a bright smile from the heart: "Well, it's over."
Xiao Si was also stunned by his smile for a moment. In the next second, Jiang Zhao put on the mask, raised his hand and hooked his neck, and led him all the way to the nanny's car: "Hurry up, hurry up, in case there is another Someone secretly took pictures, we have to be on the trending search together."
Xiao Si also saw that he was in a good mood, as if he had suddenly let go of something, and knew that there should not be someone as bold as Han Tingfeng secretly taking pictures, so he let him get into the nanny car.
Zuo Xiaoqiu specially hired a nurse to take care of his father today, and waited in the car with Xiaohu. As soon as the car door was closed, both of them came together: "What happened?"
Jiang Zhao looked relaxed: "Some old grievances are clear today."
After a pause, he looked at Zuo Xiaoqiu again: "Speaking of which, it's because of me..."
Seeing a trace of annoyance in his expression, Zuo Xiaoqiu smiled and said: "How can you blame this, and you helped find the kidney source in the first place, that family is too greedy, and Han Tingfeng was behind it, what does it have to do with you. "
Jiang Zhao wanted to say something, but Zuo Xiaoqiu handed him a thermos.
"If you really feel sorry," Zuo Xiaoqiu said with kind eyes, "drink this cup of fat big sea silver flower, reed root and chrysanthemum tea. I haven't made tea for you for a long time."
Jiang Zhao: "..."
He took a sip and almost came out bitterly.
However, Zuo Xiaoqiu was as rigorous as ever: "Those who keep their throats up, have to drink it up."
Jiang Zhao: "..." OK.
The atmosphere in the car was pleasant all the way to Jiang Zhao's house. After stopping in front of the villa, Jiang Zhao glanced at the house that he hadn't been back for several days. It was empty and unpopular.
"Want to come to my house?" He turned around and asked the people around him.
Zuo Xiaoqiu was a little sorry: "I have to go back to the hospital."
Xiaohu scratched his head: "I'm going to see the newly rented house today, sorry bro."
Jiang Zhao didn't care too much, and his eyes fell on Xiao Siye.
Xiao Si also got off the car with great insight: "I'm free today."
The two entered the room one after the other. When changing their shoes, Jiang Zhao suddenly caught a glimpse of a piece of paper lying on the cabinet.
It was the contract he forgot to take back on the table after he took it home last time.
So he picked it up and turned two pages: "By the way, since the surname Han is gone, shouldn't the contract between us also end?"
Xiao Si also froze the smile on the corner of his lips.
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