On the way back to Rhine Apartments from Jiusuo.
Ye Wangchuan received a call from Liang Conglin. After listening quietly to Liang Conglin's explanation of the whole story, he hung up the phone with a cold expression.
Gu San, who was driving in front, felt the low pressure in the car, looked back through the rearview mirror, and asked cautiously: "Master Wang, what's wrong?"
There's something wrong with Mr. Wang's expression!
Ye Wangchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and lowered the car window to let the fresh air in. His brows were filled with hostility and coldness. After a long while, he spoke coldly, "Is there someone like Zhu Yuanhao in the circle?"
"Zhu Yuanhao?" Gu San didn't react when he heard the name.
Who is this
He couldn't remember who the other person was for a moment, but he vaguely felt that the name was very familiar, as if he had seen it often somewhere.
He pondered for a moment, and finally remembered where he had seen this name, and blurted out: "Ah, I know this person. Doesn't he get along well with Miss Jiang? I often see them interacting in large groups."
It would have been fine if he didn't mention Jiang Xianrou, but when he mentioned Jiang Xianrou, the air in the car seemed to drop another degree colder.
Gu San felt something was wrong, and asked cautiously, "Master Wang, why did you suddenly mention him? What did he do?"
Ye Wangchuan rested his elbows on the car window, his brows were extremely cold, lazy and casual, he seemed to have a good temper and was easy to talk to: "Nothing."
Gu San: “???”
Zhu Yuanhao didn't do anything, why would I think of him
He didn't have time to ask.
Then I heard the man's low and hoarse voice: "I've had enough of living. I want to die."
Gu San: “…”
What on earth did Zhu Yuanhao do? It takes skill to make Wang Ye so angry!
Ye Wangchuan ignored him and picked up the phone that was thrown aside with one hand. He opened the group he hadn't chatted with for a long time, found Zhang Yang's WeChat, and sent a message to him - "Please ask me where Zhu Yuanhao is."
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On the other side, Zhang Yang received the message, his eyebrows jumped suddenly, he stood up from the sofa, holding the mobile phone, his face looked a little nervous.
"What are you doing? You're talking nonsense and scaring me." Qin Si was sitting next to him playing with his phone. Zhang Yang suddenly stood up. He was distracted and the character in the game was shot and knocked out. Qin Si looked back and couldn't help but swearing, "Fuck!"
He threw his phone aside, his face turning blue with anger, and said unhappily, "I don't want to play anymore, I don't want to play anymore, what the hell is this game, it's all a sneak attack on me."
Bo Jingxing sat opposite him, shaking the Icelandic black tea in his hand. The ice cubes in the glass collided with each other, making a cool sound. He smiled, looking gentle and easy to talk to: "Didn't Qiao Nian draw a dragon sniper for you?"
Qin Si crossed his legs under the table, rolled his eyes nonchalantly, and said indignantly: "Those idiots in the game just saw that I had a dragon sniper, and they came to kill me one by one, as if there was a bonus for killing me."
"I'm already crawling on my f*cking legs, but they still won't let me go!"
Bo Jingxing was speechless when he saw him playing a game with such indignation on his face. He used the glass to cover the corners of his twitching mouth and looked at Qin Si. He remembered what Jiang Xianrou said on the phone in the morning and was thinking about how to plead with him.
"By the way, what do you want to talk to me about today?" Qin Si stopped playing games and rushed ahead of him, looking at him strangely and said, "You are usually so busy that you don't even show up. Why did you bother to ask me out for a drink today?"
(End of this chapter)