Infernal Affairs

In the presidential luxury suite of Caesar Hotel, Wang fan is comfortably lying on the soft sofa. The water drops from his hair slowly slide down his not so handsome cheek to the soft pillow under his head.

"Can you use a hair dryer to dry your hair! It's really annoying of you to do so! " Tong Jiahui said to Wang Fan with a cold face.

Sitting on the sofa opposite Wang Fan, Tong Jiahui's face has been as cold as ice ever since she learned that Wang Fan was going to live with her.

And the expression on Tong Jiahui's face

On the contrary, he has never lived in the presidential suite. He is not only curious about many things here, but also has a happy smile on his face.

This kind of smile doesn't make people feel comfortable, but Wang fan doesn't care.

Hearing what Tong Jiahui said to him, Wang Fan directly ignored Tong Jiahui's attitude. He nodded his head and said with a smile: "OK, next time! Next time you take a bath, blow dry for me! "

"Hello! Wang Fan, don't deceive people too much! I warn you that our relationship is just a cooperative one. What you have done in recent days is beyond the scope of our cooperation. Don't push forward! " The thought of Wang Fan flirting with her in front of others in the hospital these days makes Tong Jiahui feel sick. If she didn't worry about ruining her plan, she really wanted to slap Wang Fan in the face in public.

Wang Fan, who was lying on the sofa, took a look at Tong Jiahui and said, "Jiahui! You are not a child. Why don't you say anything? You said that I worked so hard to pretend to be a couple with you, and even my own innocence was not wanted. You not only didn't appreciate me, but also despised me here. You are not kind enough! "

"Innocent? MY GOD！ Wang Fan, you told me your innocence, you rascal, you ruined my innocence, you know? Do you know how many people are talking about me and you? They must feel sad for me in their hearts. How can they be mixed up with a gangster like you? This is just a flower on cow dung Tong Jiahui exaggerates her actions, and her mouth is full of resentment.

When Tong Jiahui finished speaking, Wang Fan sat up slowly. His bathrobe was loose, which made him look more depraved,

Looking at Tong Jiahui's resentment, Wang Fan picked up the cigarette on the coffee table in front of him, took out a cigarette and lit it. He took a mouthful of it and said, "I think boss Ma should know my relationship with you, too!"

Tong Jiahui, who is cursing Wang Fan in silence, suddenly has a dull expression on her face. She looks at Wang Fan with her mouth half open. Only then can she find that although the expression on his face looks decadent, it has no hip-hop flavor before.

Noticing the expression on Tong Jiahui's face, Wang Fan said lazily in his voice: "I can help you deal with Liu village, Ma Teng and Dongsheng, but you have to follow my way. The reason why I want to live here is not what I want to do, but my residence in Liu village. You have no way to adapt."

"Oh." Tong Jiahui, like an angry little daughter-in-law, was reprimanded by her husband. She pouted and answered softly.

"So! No matter how much you admire me, don't fall in love with me, you know? My principle of life has always been not to take the initiative! Don't refuse! I'm not responsible! " When Wang Fan said this, a bad smile flashed on his face. His eyes aimed at Tong Jiahui's career line intentionally or unintentionally, and he suddenly felt that his body was full of strength.

This kind of jumping thinking mode of pretending to be a hooligan exerts Tong Jiahui's brain circuit. One second, the man is still serious about things, and the next second, he has opened up his obscene hooligan temperament, which makes Tong Jiahui not react.

Without waiting for Tong Jiahui to relax, Wang Fan straightened his bathrobe with his hands, stood up from the sofa with a bad smile, turned and walked to the small bedroom in the suite.

Tong Jiahui, who was once again teased by Wang Fan, looked at Wang Fan's back and cursed fiercely: "Wang Fan, you son of a bitch, one day, I'll kick your dick, so that you can't talk nonsense in front of me any more!"

Wang Fan, who has already reached the door of the bedroom, suddenly feels a cold wind blowing from the bottom of the empty bathrobe. He shivers subconsciously. Without entanglement with Tong Jiahui behind him, he directly opens the door of the bedroom and goes in.

Sitting on the sofa, Tong Jiahui wants to cry without tears. Although she assures Liu Tian that she will deal with the affairs of Liu Cun, she is now in trouble with Wang Fan, which makes her feel reluctant.

Although Tong Jiahui is not a good girl, and in her growing up experience in S City, she has dealt with many big brothers in Taoism, but it's really her first time to meet a role like Wang Fan.

However, such a situation can only show that Tong Jiahui is inexperienced.

In S City, no one does not know that Tong Jiahui is the apple of the eye of Liu Tian, the chairman of Hengtai group, not to mention those well-known tycoons in the Jianghu. Even those ordinary people in the streets only look up to Tong Jiahui when they see her. Who would challenge this super Bai Fumei like Wang Fan?

Tong Jiahui, who grew up in this environment, took it for granted that when she learned that she was going to seek cooperation on behalf of Hengtai group, the four seas gang leaders in H city and those gang members would take the initiative to kneel and lick her.

What happened?

She suffered a lot here in Wang Fan, which also made her self-esteem seriously hurt.

"Di Li Li"

The mobile phone ring broke Tong Jiahui's sadness, and the flashing screen light attracted her attention.

"Hello! Mr. Li Tong Jiahui quickly adjusted her mood and said hello to the person on the other end of the phone.

The male voice with a little vicissitudes came out from the microphone, "Jiahui, you have been in H city for so many days, why don't you come here to play! If I hadn't seen you today, I wouldn't have known you came to H city! "

"Mr. Li, there's something wrong with me, so I'm sorry I didn't visit you in time." When Tong Jiahui spoke, she had a softer expression on her face, which may have a lot to do with the other person's kindness and concern.

"Oh? Is something wrong? " The man's voice was a little confused.

"Nothing more, Mr. Li. Are you free tonight? I want to visit you and tell you what my father means Tong Jiahui saw Wang Fan who had come out of the bedroom. She was looking at her solemnly, and her voice was inexplicable.

"Jiahui, I'm at Caesar Hotel. If it's convenient, I'll go to see you." Mr. Li said on the phone.