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"Hey, I can't take it anymore, just wait, I'll call that bad boy."

"sister!"

"Don't talk, where is the eyesight that has been trained in the circle for so many years? Now there is no such wooden man on TV. If he is liked by a woman, he can't wait to promote it to the whole world. It's a fool, like that brat. , it is clearly managed in the fishing ground, can't you see it?"

Fishing farm management is often used to describe men or women's fickleness, which is several grades worse than flowery carrots. Han Weiyi doesn't say that everyone loves flowers, but she is an out-and-out beauty anyway. Back then when she first entered the circle, there were eight hundred people who tried to get her ideas, but now that she's a little older, she can't be so spoiled.

Of course, Li Xiaoli has reason to be filled with righteous indignation, but apart from being angry at Lin Weiran's "fishery management" crimes, he is also angry at Han Weiyi. In the past few years, he has seen many men. Is there anything like it?But she, Han Weiyi, drove herself into a dead end and couldn't think about it. Lin Weiran is not the second generation of officials and rich people who can overwhelm the country, so why is it worth it? [

"Say, how do we deal with him?"

Questions followed one after another, and Han Weiyi, who didn't have time to explain the reason, even forgot to continue crying, but just said "ah".

"Get rid of him, don't say what's wrong with women, at least let him remember it deeply?"

Han Weiyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Reluctant?"

"Is that..."

"No? I think there is. Weiyi, in fact, I wanted to say it when I was at Zhixian's place last time. It was just that I couldn't speak at that time. Although I didn't have much contact with President Lin. But based on his later contact with Tai I knew from Xi's conflict that this person is too cold, maybe he is a good boyfriend, but if you are sure that he doesn't mean that to you, then you have to calm down immediately, now, isn't it hurt enough?"

Take it easy.

Of course Han Weiyi knew.

Not recovered on the Thames, not recovered in my own home, day after day.Every morning when she wakes up, she will feel that she is a little further away from Lin Weiran, but no matter how far away she feels, she always seems to be pulled back to her original position, once not twice, twice not three times, obviously will be sad, will Depressed, but she seems to have become a masochist.There is nothing that can be done, and there is nothing that can be done. It is said that love, a heart-breaking thing, should be based on mutual gratification, but she feels wronged by herself all day long, so what's the matter?

So she asked, "How?"

There was a moment of silence on the phone: "You are indeed a bitch."

Han Weiyi laughed, and said without shame: "People who love others in the world are cheap."

Lee Hyo-ri then sighed: "Isn't it? Love. Dedication, giving, etc., if you get it in return, it's love, if you don't get it, it's a shame."

But no, the essence of love is to give, but to maintain it requires asking.One ebbs and another, what's not the case?Love that has not been reciprocated for a long time will be wiped out and waited for sooner or later.All it takes is a little more.Han Weiyi suddenly realized something, felt a little open-minded, but also understood that this was just sentimentality, and as a woman, she couldn't avoid it and couldn't escape it. Of course, some special cases had to be counted separately.

"Old rules." She said into the phone, if you don't drink now, when will you wait?

"Just the two of us?" Li Xiaoli got up from the sofa, ignoring the maintenance time of the mask, and wiped around the eye sockets.

"It's just the two of us. Han Weiyi is not suitable for meeting too many people now, and he doesn't have to complain about it." Han Weiyi said with a smile, holding the phone in her right hand and pressing her left hand to her forehead. Closing her eyes on the car seat, she was a little tired, but she was still able to breathe, and she would not be trapped in negative emotions, unable to extricate herself.

"Hey, she's not a teenage girl, so what face do you need in this matter?" Li Xiaoli complained again in a low voice, not to mention some embarrassing things that make thin-skinned girls feel embarrassed after knowing each other these years, the emotional experience of these sisters I also know some, from the silence at the beginning to the jokes and ridicules at the end, after the women's friendship matures, if it is not because of the man, it will easily last forever. [

The Porsche restarted, and the hum of the engine added a layer of vitality to the surroundings. This woman named Han Weiyi should be like this, with eye-catching charm, stubborn pride, dreamy, dazzling, gorgeous, Never be a resentful woman in the shadow of any man.Even if she gets hurt, even if it hurts, even if she likes someone who doesn't respond to her, she is still Han Weiyi. She needs to stick to her pride, not beg for mercy, let alone be sympathetic.

Late at night, maybe because I have lived in this city for too long, Seoul in September is still commonplace, the red Porsche is going to get drunk, and the male protagonist on the dark and windy night is staggering on the road, not far away The three burly men in black at the office were chatting together, puffing and puffing. They were wearing ordinary suits without a tie, and the opening of the shirt exposed half of their chest. The patrolling policeman always wanted to ask some questions, but unfortunately it was too late, so the three of them could stand on the road as if they were everyone else.

The staggering drunk was getting closer and closer, and the three of them, who didn't want to cause trouble, deliberately backed down, but they didn't want the drunk to bump into him head-on, and people couldn't avoid it, so they could only push.

"Uncle, go back and act like a baby with your wife."

The brawny man seemed to be in a good mood, he didn't use much strength in his hands, and he didn't utter a word of cursing like mantras, but the drunk man seemed to turn around and dodge, and the brawny man's hand passed by him, only touching a little of his clothes .

The drunk crashed into the chest of the strong man.

Turn around suddenly.

There was a muffled sound, and the close contact between the elbow joint and the jaw lasted for less than a second. The strong man suddenly raised his head, and he didn't know what happened before he lost consciousness.

When the second person came to his senses, before the smile on his face froze, the drunk uncle seemed to appear in front of him suddenly, and his eyes met for an instant, sending chills down his instinctive spine.

Close at hand.

He had no time to resist.

The neck was pulled, and his forehead seemed to hit the drunk's lap by itself.

"Puppy..."

The mantra-like cursing words have not yet finished.The only remaining strong man knelt on the ground, covering his stomach with his hands.His body bowed like a shrimp, his internal organs were shaken, and the pain caused his facial features to twist, and he opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't speak a word.

It's only ten seconds.

Three strong men fell to the ground one after another, but the drunk man stopped shaking. He went to the only strong man who was still conscious, squatted down, and lit a cigarette.I took two sips.

"Go ahead."

The strong man raised his head, the pain had just eased, but his eyes peeked at the place behind the drunk man.

The drunk man, or the protagonist of the night of the dark night and the high murderous night, smiled: "Don't count on those people."

The strong man choked for breath, his face full of horror.

At the same time, two men were drinking in a certain club room in Myeongdong.A young man in his twenties, tall, with a figure that can make a girl who admires a man's figure scream. He is well dressed, but his famous clothes don't match the bandage on his head. 』He drank heavily, gloomyly.He didn't even call out to the stunner he met a few days ago. The man sitting opposite him leaned on the sofa with a kind expression, seemingly kind, but in fact his suit was covered with tattoos.Especially the skin on the back is almost invisible. As a business vagrant who can open a club from nothing in Myeongdong, he really looks down on these young masters who come out to show off.It's just that in order to make a living, I have to treat it with caution. I know this injured son once and twice. On weekdays, he introduces a lot of guests, not to mention spending a lot of money.

Customer is god. [

God needs something, how could he not help?

Apart from a photo of a man on the table, there were also a dozen fresh cashier's checks, illuminated by the dim light in the box, exuding a particularly seductive smell.

"This guy has made a little name recently. He's not very famous, but he's going to be pissed off. If he doesn't kill him, he won't kill him. But he must be taught a lesson, at least so that he can't lift himself up in front of that bitch. Let’s start. Take the ones on the table first, and I’ll get paid afterwards, so you don’t have to worry about the guests from now on, just find some pretty girls, and I’ll make you the hottest club in Myeongdong.” Ruthless, his tone was even more gloomy, he picked up the wine glass and drank it down again, as if these words were not uttering quickly, like a stick in his throat.

"Don't worry, it's not difficult." The man said with a smile. He said so, but he didn't think so in his heart. He had already made an agreement with the brothers below that it would not hurt the body, not to mention killing people. It's hard to tolerate, besides, this is not an ordinary person, he is the major shareholder and chairman of a listed group, if it is not a foreigner, he would not "intervene" in this matter.

"And that bitch." Brother Young Master gritted his teeth.

"This is a bit tricky." The man said seriously.

"What's the point of a little famous artist? I'm not asking you to fight with J, I just want you to invite her to have a chat. When the time comes, you send her to me, and the rest is nothing to you Now, you should come back and open your nightclub, just open your nightclub, m is there to resist, I entrust you with small things that can be solved with a little money, because I think highly of you, otherwise you think there are so many water spirits in Myeongdong Hey guys, why did I come to you?" Brother Gongzi stared, and pulled down the last piece of fig leaf indifferently.

The man smiled wryly.

It is not easy to make a living in the underworld these days.

"If you can't do it, I'll take my buddy to another place, and there will be plenty of people to do it for me." Brother Young Master gestured to leave.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll send that person to you in a few days." The man gritted his teeth.

"Oh, it's best like this." Brother Young Master didn't bring back the atmosphere, but just muttered to himself: "When the time comes, let her know how good Opp's health is."

The man apologized, and just as he was about to call a few girls in to ease the atmosphere, the scene before him made his eyelids twitch.

'bang'

The door was knocked open.

A boy who was guarding the door was shoved in with his neck pinched, and a dagger pierced through both cheeks, and then another man in a suit who walked in didn't speak, just looked at the young man sitting opposite him and smiled , let him drop the wine glass on the ground.

"Oh, the children's table is not that chatty." (To be continued.)

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