Beauty, please don't enter the entertainment circle. Your acting skills are too exaggerated, okay!?
He Donglou blinked his eyes a few times before adjusting himself. He took advantage of the situation to turn his line of sight. He wanted to see who the boss was.
Luo Nan was pondering over a difficult problem, but He Donglou and Zhang Yingying had joined forces to cause a ruckus. His train of thought was completely severed. He frowned and raised his head. Under the illumination of the deep blue light, he just happened to meet He Donglou face to face.
"Oh, haven't we met before?" He Donglou had a bit of an impression, but Luo Nan had taken off his white coat and was even wearing his glasses. There were too many distracting factors, so he didn't recognize Luo Nan for a time.
Xie Junping smiled as he introduced, "Oh, it's Nanster. We just met here."
He Donglou had seen many people tonight, so how could he remember so much? However, he shot a glance at the large man standing behind Xie Junping, and a light bulb went off in his head. He remembered this group. The one that left the deepest impression was actually Xue Lei, the martial artist. He had nearly gotten into a conflict with his other follower.
As for Luo Nan, who was playing the role of a psychologist, He Donglou could only barely say that he had some impression of him. "Oh, I've seen him before. What's up? You changed your role. Do you think that being a boss is more promising? "
Luo Nan glanced at him, but he didn't respond.
He Donglou didn't mind. He didn't give Luo Nan any space to speak, so he directly gave his evaluation, "This move is quite creative. Most importantly, it's interesting. It's just that you're wearing it. It's a bit lacking in professionalism... Especially the glasses. What a failure! Bro, your face is tender to begin with. Now that you're wearing this featureless prop, you look like a student even through the crystal pillar. "
Zhang Yingying followed up, "You're a big boss. There's nothing wrong with being a bit casual. It's good to be surrounded by followers. You see, secretaries, lovers, followers, bodyguards, a whole bunch of them... "
She drew a circle with her slender fingers. Behind her, Xue Lei was tall and strong, and looked like a bodyguard. He also had a corresponding sense of duty. However, most of the followers sitting on the sofa could only roll their eyes.
Of course He Donglou knew that this was a joke. He laughed out loud and habitually raised his arms, resting them on the shoulders of the two pretty faces. After all, there were too many people here. When he stretched, it was a little tight. His originally well-ironed military uniform was lifted halfway by his movements.
"Right Vase" very considerately reached out and tried to smooth it. Later, she felt that it was not easy to do so, so she simply helped him unbutton his shirt and revealed the shirt underneath. Amidst the laughter, she pretended to lose her balance and rolled directly into his arms. She even pretended to struggle, but in fact, she was rubbing against him and teasing him.
On the other side, "Vase Left" pouted. She had been outshone by her comrade and competitor.
He Donglou did not bat an eyelid. From what he saw, the right pretty face's method of courting favor was a bit low. It was mixed with feelings of jealousy towards that female student. His thoughts were impure.
Originally, a friend with benefits for a short period of time wouldn't be able to ask for too much. However, there was a first-class prey in front of him. If he continued to accept this, wouldn't it make him seem too low-class?
Therefore, He Donglou paid no attention to the plump and tender flesh rolling around his waist. His gaze swiveled, skipping over all the men. He only looked at the women. Soon, he discovered that Luo Nan's secretary on the other side seemed to be pretty good.
The lighting in the corner of the sofa was dim, and the left pretty face was separated by the angle. He Donglou wasn't able to see clearly for a time. He only knew that the woman was dressed in a white-collar outfit. She sat on the sofa, and her thin suit pants faintly outlined the lines of her legs. Her legs were slender and powerful, and the feeling was quite right.
There was also the quiet lover at the edge of the sofa. He could see her even more clearly now that she was unobstructed. Don't look at her submissive appearance, she had a different flavor …. Oh, she looked a bit familiar.
Tsk tsk. Secretary, lover, and kept woman. They were all first-class characters. He Donglou could not help but feel jealous.
He had always been a bit emotional. He suddenly didn't want to pay attention to Luo Nan. Instead, he took advantage of the gap made by the right pretty face to chat and laugh with the lover at the edge of the sofa. "Beauty, I think we've met before."
Tian Si gave him a glance and nodded slightly. She didn't say anything. This was a rather polite refusal.
However, how could He Donglou be sent away so easily? Since he had spoken, he had a follow-up move. He pressed down on the right pretty face with one hand, not letting the stupid woman get up and block his line of sight. He continued to strike up a conversation. "Let me think. Right. You came with Tang Yi, right? Uh huh. You left a deep impression. "
Tian Si was startled, and her expression changed slightly.
He Donglou had already achieved his goal. He even moved his body closer to Tian Si. He deliberately lowered his voice. "You just happened to separate from Tang Yi when I saw you just now …. What a pity. I didn't even get to know you. May I ask for your name?"
His extremely oppressive movements forced Tian Si to shrink back a bit. But then, this beautiful woman's reaction made He Donglou depressed.
Tian Si's gaze went over his shoulder and cast toward Luo Nan. Clearly, her instincts still cared more about Luo Nan's opinion.
This …. Was this really just role-playing and nothing more?
Oh, and also, isn't this ring-shaped sofa a bit too quiet?
Just as this thought arose, Luo Nan began another conversation. "Is there any way to get a large loan?"
Zhang Yingying responded, "How much do you want to borrow?"
"60 million."
"Wow. Look at how determined you are to get it."
"It's true that I'm determined to get it."
Luo Nan's elbows were still resting on his knees. His hands were clasped together, blocking his mouth for a bit of support. His head faced the crystal pillar in the center, staring at the Mutant devil ray that was still spiraling and swimming inside.
He Donglou: "......"
Why did it feel like he was transparent air?
Not a single word in the short conversation was related to him. Even though he had brought two flower vases and forcefully entered, even though he had brought out the topic of role-playing, and he had even taken liberties with his lover …. The sofa corner circle had not given a serious response. They had even ignored him.
Please. No matter when or where he, Young Master He, went, he was always the center of attention. He was the center of the stage. When had he ever encountered this sort of treatment …. Was it on purpose?
He Donglou's gaze turned cold. He looked at the more familiar Xie Junping and Hu Huaying, but he discovered that the body language of these two seemed to be quite awkward. It was quite different from the cold and quiet feelings of the other people.
"Something's wrong!"
He had always felt that Luo Nan was a friend or follower of Xie Junping and Hu Huaying. Naturally, the group of people in the sofa corner were of the same type. It was only natural that they should be a gathering of rich second generations.
But now it seemed that this way of thinking was unreliable.
He was familiar with the younger generation of the military and government figures of Xia City. He was a bit unfamiliar with the business world, but he still had some concept of it. Yao Feng had also introduced Xie Junping and Hu Huaying to him before. Behind them was an extremely representative regional financial group of Xia City. They had been operating for several decades, and their industries covered every corner of the city. They were absolutely not something that could be summarized in the medical group, ranches, and the like.
Xie Junping and Hu Huaying, especially Xie Junping, should be core figures in any circle of rich second generations in the business world. But their current seating, their tone, and their demeanor were all eccentric and out of sync.
There was also the youthful and bright female student. She said things like boss, follower, lover, bodyguard, and so on. Though she was mostly teasing and joking, the group of people sitting on the sofa actually didn't jeer or retort, regardless of whether they were happy or not. There was a faint sense of closeness within them. It could even be said that they had a superior and subordinate relationship.
This was a model that the loose circle of rich second generations could never achieve.
He Donglou was a big silkpants, yes, but he had been in a military and government family for a long time. His brain had never been lacking. Once he discovered a problem, his gaze swept over everyone's faces once more.
This time, the objects of his observation weren't limited to beautiful women. He finally discovered that aside from the ones he paid attention to, the remaining few were all relatively old. They didn't have the slightest bit of scholarly air. They shouldn't belong in the category of participating in the party.
He observed others, and others also looked at him. The emotions in their gazes were subtle.
Hmm, what's the meaning of this oldest guy staring at me like that? He looks quite familiar … Old Zhou?
Fuck!
He Donglou's scalp suddenly tingled. His gaze drifted, and he instinctively avoided the gaze that was brimming with deep meaning. Then, his drifting gaze finally caught a glimpse of his own bodyguard, the Old Driver. He didn't even take a seat. His gaze was looking straight ahead, and he stood ramrod straight. He was perhaps even more serious than he was back in the army.
At this time, Yao Feng made a phone call. Xie Junping contacted him, and the other side immediately asked, "Have you seen Young Master He?"
"They just happen to be together … It's Yao Sier." Xie Junping made a slight gesture towards He Donglou. Seeing that the latter didn't respond at all, he reported the location. "He's at the corner of the sofa in the bar."
"Don't!" He Donglou suddenly spoke. He suddenly stood up, giving Xie Junping a fright. He only saw He Donglou chuckle and reply, "There's no need for him to come. I just happen to have some business with him. See you guys later."
Xie Junping looked over, stunned. Hu Huaying's expression was more or less the same. As for the two flower vases at He Donglou's side, they were even more dizzy. They stood up at a loss of what to do, completely unaware of what was going on.
It was good to stand up, especially the flower vase on the left. Her posture was perfect. She helped him block the other side's line of sight.
He Donglou only considered himself to be a role model of the new era, "deceiving one's ears while stealing a bell". He didn't say anything else and headed outside the ring-shaped sofa. Tian Si subconsciously moved to the side to make way, but at this time, a swift and fierce tall and sturdy figure arrived. He raised his voice and laughed,
"Oh my, so many people. Are there any seats left?"
Crag Burst had arrived. Before his laughter faded, He Yueyin coldly said, "Stand."
"Huh?"
Crag Burst stared blankly for a moment. He then saw a certain young man in a military uniform in the aisle of the ring-shaped sofa. His clothes were untidy, and he was about to take a step and jump out. He immediately came to a realization. He had always been a man of action. His large hand, the size of a cattail leaf fan, stretched out and pressed down on the young man's head, directly pushing him back.
Crag Burst's thick and long fingers pinched He Donglou's head like a ball. His palm blocked He Donglou's mouth and nose, stifling He Donglou to the point where his eyes rolled back.
Since birth, when had he ever been treated like this? Even if it was only for an instant, it was enough for him to remember it for a lifetime.
Especially Xie Junping and Hu Huaying's stupefied appearance. It fully displayed the effects of this absurd play... He had finally been placed in the center of the stage, but he was playing the role of a freaking clown!
An utterly terrible mood rushed to his head. He Donglou's face flushed red. Crag Burst's palm had just moved away when He Donglou stomped his feet and shouted, "He Yueyin, is this how you treat your little brother?"
The sofa corner suddenly turned silent.
Truly, many people needed to adjust the way they stabilized their facial muscles.
But soon, Zhang Yingying used a loud whistle and laughter to announce the failure of the adjustment. "Wow, Secretary He, you two siblings really complement each other!"
"Pfft... cough cough cough!" Papercut also broke down. He laughed and coughed. He even had to raise his hand to express his apology to He Yueyin.
He Yueyin didn't care. He Donglou didn't care about hunting targets and the like. He glared angrily at Zhang Yingying and the crowd of onlookers who were watching the show. Countless vicious thoughts flipped through his mind.
But soon, He Yueyin issued a new order. "Take it off."
These words came out of nowhere, but He Donglou understood in an instant. His face flushed even redder. He shouted, "Sis, leave me some face! This isn't a real military uniform! It's cosplay! A prop! "
He Yueyin didn't say anything. She merely raised her head from the thick shadows and cast her clear and cold gaze. The left pretty face had long since been stupefied by this scene. Her legs went soft, and she fell back onto the sofa. There was no longer any barrier between the siblings. Everything was clear and distinct.
He Donglou was afraid of this, not to mention that he was from a military family. His methods were indeed taboo. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and take off his military uniform. He conveniently stuffed it into the right pretty face's bosom. He waved his hand irritably, like he was shooing away chickens and ducks. He told the two pretty faces to scram.
"All of you go! All of you go! Hurry up!"
The two pretty faces left with stupefied expressions. He Donglou only wore a white shirt on his upper body. Even though the temperature in the building was adjusted quite well, he still shivered under the psychological effects. He spread his hands toward He Yueyin in extreme helplessness.
"This should be fine, right?"
He Yueyin ignored him. She tilted her head slightly and asked Luo Nan in a soft voice, "Mr. Luo, are we going to the hospital now?"
Luo Nan knew that this place was no longer suitable. He nodded and stood up. Everyone moved with him the moment he moved. The members of the Society stood up in unison. People like Xie Junping and Tian Si, who had no concept of what was going on, stood up subconsciously. The group of people walked out in a dense mass.
"Hey, hey! What the hell are you guys doing!"
He Donglou suddenly became an invisible person. His urgent greetings were ignored. He was truly indignant. He couldn't help but reach out to grab his sister, but he didn't have the strength to do so. How could he grab her?
He forced himself to keep up, but He Yueyin's cold and clear gaze streaked across him. He immediately raised his hand and stood motionless in his original spot. He stared blankly as the group of people left into the distance.
"Hey, Young Master He. You're …." Yao Feng rushed over from behind. He saw He Donglou wearing a white shirt. He raised his hand as if he had just been robbed. The dense mass of people in front of him had already merged into the stream of people. He couldn't see them clearly.
Yao Feng just felt that this was inexplicable. He called out, "Young Master He?"
"You can see me?"
"Huh?"
"Hehe!"
He Donglou no longer paid attention to Yao Feng. He just lowered his hand and sat back down on the sofa.
Since He Yueyin was here, he had already more or less guessed the group's background. Everyone in the family knew where He Yueyin's focus of work was during this period of time.
"A group of arrogant soldiers and valiant generals. Criminals outside the law." He Donglou was still gnashing his teeth a bit, but he was confused in the blink of an eye. "Secretary? What the hell? "
He Donglou tried to recall Luo Nan's face, but he was affected by his glasses and the dim lighting. He was unable to remember Luo Nan's face clearly. His mind spun a few times, and his impression became even more blurry.
He leaned back, nearly giving up. But an exceptionally clear picture inexplicably flipped over in his mind. In the dusky region, the ripples of light were faintly discernible. Luo Nan and He Yueyin sat side by side. One was stooped, the other upright …. And wasn't the distance a bit too close?
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