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"Me? Why?" Wen Xiaohui felt extremely awkward. He thought of Chang Xing's sharp and vicious eyes like falcons, which stared into people's flesh, as if they could see through every detail, which was really frightening.

"Maybe he feels that you are the only person we still know together."

"Where's Cao Hai?"

"If mother hadn't left suddenly, he would have dealt with Cao Hai long ago. Cao Hai would not have dared to see him." Luo Yi lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "You don't have to go."

Wen Xiaohui thought for a moment: "Why don't you just give me something? Give it to me. Where?" If this matter could be resolved earlier, he and Luo Yi would be freed earlier.

"He said you know." Luo Yi's pupils were as black as two bottomless pits, and the lines on his irises were like an open mechanism. The hole had been opened, waiting for people to fall into the abyss.

"I know." It must be the same hotel that Changxing took him to last time.

"I will find someone to follow you and protect you." Luo Yi looked at him, "No matter what that person says, don't panic."

"Hmm." The hotel was in the city center. It was such a bustling place with people coming and going. Wen Xiaohui was really not too afraid: "Where are the things?"

"At home, come to my place after get off work."

"If you don't want to go, bring it to me."

Luo Yi said disappointedly: "Okay."

"When will it be sent?"

"the day after tomorrow."

Wen Xiaohui nodded: "I'm going to work." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Brother Xiaohui." Luo Yi stopped him.

The two of them stood back to back, neither could see each other's expressions, but there was an inexplicable throbbing in their hearts.

Luo Yi whispered: "Can you imagine us living a lifetime?"

Wen Xiaohui slowly clenched his fists. He instinctively wanted to ridicule Luo Yi, but he couldn't help but think about this issue.

A lifetime...with Luo Yi? He was too young, and a lifetime was a word too far away for him, so even when their love was strong, he never thought about it, but he once did think that he and Luo Yi

Luo Yi will always be so sweet and happy. To use a lyric to describe it, it is "Every minute is always wonderful at the beginning. Everyone thinks that the enthusiasm will never diminish." Unexpectedly, only three months later, the whole world has changed.

.

So he couldn't imagine spending a lifetime with Luo Yi.

Wen Xiaohui didn't answer, but just walked forward.

"I can." Luo Yi continued, with a certain certainty in his tone.

Wen Xiaohui couldn't help turning his face: "Where did you get your confidence? After you lied to me for three years."

Luo Yi lowered his head and it was his turn to be silent.

Wen Xiaohui strode into the studio.

Luo Yi took out his mobile phone and dialed a number without expression: "Get ready."

I don’t know what was said on the other end of the phone. After Luo Yi pondered for a long time, he said: "Okay."

Feng Yuehua and Iian agreed to register in China first, and then go to the United States to register. The auspicious day they chose happened to be the day before Wen Xiaohui went to meet Chang Xing.

Wen Xiaohui had already prepared nine gold bricks with his mother's name engraved on them as wedding gifts for them.

When his mother saw it, she asked doubtfully: "Xiaohui, how much is your salary now? Has it increased again?"

"The salary hasn't increased much. It's because the prices of the jobs I take are getting higher and higher. There are also advertisements, cooperation, classes, etc." Wen Xiaohui puffed up his chest and said proudly, "Your son should make a career."

"You're really promising." Feng Yuehua touched his face, feeling very good.

"When do you plan to go to the United States?" If his mother wants to become a citizen of the United States, she will have to stay there for at least half a year every year. Now she plans to spend half the year in China and half the year abroad. Since Ian also works in both directions, this arrangement is

Everyone is very satisfied.

"He will go back for a while next month. I plan to go with him and come back in a few months." Feng Yuehua said nervously and excitedly, "Your mother, I haven't been abroad yet. I have to hurry up and learn."

English."

"Don't you want to learn? There are many Chinese people over there, and you can still live without knowing English." Wen Xiaohui hugged her arm and said coquettishly, "Don't stay there all the time, you still have a son."

"I know, I just can't stay." Feng Yuehua's face was rosy, and his whole body was immersed in joy.

Ian is helping to pack the luggage. Feng Yuehua will move to Ian's apartment after marriage. However, the apartment is not far from his home and it is very convenient to go back and forth. The man who is almost fifty is as happy as a child, humming and dancing while packing. Wen Xiaohui watches

Seeing the love and harmony between the two of them, I feel very comforted.

The next morning, Cao Hai delivered a bag to Juxing.

Wen Xiaohui was a little surprised. He thought Luo Yi would definitely deliver it in person. He looked at Cao Hai, and although he was full of questions, he didn't ask in the end.

Cao Hai looked tired and thinner than the last time he saw him. He said, "Do you want me to take you there?"

Wen Xiaohui shook his head: "I know the place, go by yourself."

Cao Hai looked around his office: "You are doing very well now. I saw you on TV."

Wen Xiaohui laughed dryly: "It's okay."

Cao Hai looked deeply at Wen Xiaohui, opened his mouth, but finally said nothing, stood up and left, as if he was in a hurry to leave here and didn't want to stay for a moment longer.

After he left, Wen Xiaohui opened the bag. Inside was a sealed metal password box. He took it out and looked at it. It was very heavy, like an iron lump. He put the things back, looked at his watch, took the things and left.

studio.

After getting into a taxi, he walked to the hotel.

The taxi driver was a chatty person. He kept chatting about the weather, traffic, and current affairs along the way. He could answer questions and answers to himself at a very high level. Wen Xiaohui was usually quite talkative, but at this time, he was so upset that he couldn't say a word.

Listen in.

He overestimated himself too much. The closer he got to the hotel, the more nervous his stomach ached. Chang Xing's eyes, that sarcastic smile, and every word he said kept popping up in his mind.

The taxi arrived downstairs at the hotel. Wen Xiaohui paid and grabbed the door handle, trembling slightly.

The driver waited for a long time and saw no one coming out, so he turned to look at him.

Wen Xiaohui swallowed, opened the door and got out of the car, and walked into the hotel step by step.

In the lobby, he saw Chang Xing's bodyguard at a glance.

The bodyguard also saw him, stood up from the sofa, stood up and walked towards him.

Wen Xiaohui handed the things over.

The bodyguard made a gesture of invitation: "Please."

"You take it up, I won't go."

"The president wants to see you, please Mr. Wen."

Wen Xiaohui hesitated for a moment and had no choice but to follow the bodyguard into the elevator, but this time it was not the top floor, but going underground.

Wen Xiaohui stared: "Where are you going?"

"Go see the president."

The elevator stopped at the third underground floor. As soon as the door opened, a black van was in front of it. The door was wide open, and it seemed that there was only the driver inside.

Wen Xiaohui instinctively retreated into the elevator.

The bodyguard held the elevator door and made a gesture of invitation again.

Wen Xiaohui shook his head: "Where are you going?"

"The location is naturally kept secret."

"Then I won't go." Wen Xiaohui was on guard all over.

The bodyguard narrowed his eyes slightly: "Mr. Wen, Chairman Chang has been waiting for you all morning. If you want to hand something over to him, you must hand it over in person."

Wen Xiaohui pursed his lips and was very resistant to the dark car door, as if it was a beast that would swallow him in. He clenched the bag in his hand, thinking about the purpose of the trip, and finally gritted his teeth and got in the car.

As soon as he sat down, the bodyguard handed him a blindfold and said with a smile: "Let's rest for a while."

Wen Xiaohui raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes: "I won't wear it."

"Mr. Wen, you must wear it. I told you that the place I am taking you to is confidential. It is better for you to wear it yourself."

Wen Xiaohui was slightly angry: "I told you I wouldn't wear it."

"Do you need me to help you put it on?" The bodyguard's tone was calm, but his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a piece of cargo.

Wen Xiaohui threw away the blindfold, opened the door and wanted to get out of the car.

The bodyguard grabbed his shoulders, dragged him back like a chicken, and pressed him on his seat: "Mr. Wen, it will be good for you to cooperate a little, trust me."

Cold sweat broke out on Wen Xiaohui's forehead, and the hand on his shoulder was like an iron plier. He had no doubt that this hand could remove his shoulder in the next second, because his father could, so he had no choice but to sit back and pick up the

Blindfold, put on the eyes.

The car started moving.

Wen Xiaohui didn't speak during the whole journey. His hand was quietly touching his mobile phone in his pocket. At that time, phablet phones had just become popular, so he also changed to one. Now he regretted it. He couldn't touch the buttons. He couldn't send a text message secretly even if he wanted to.
To be continued...