Chapter 10 Come to the rescue

Ye Rong watched Zhang Shaohui open a table of spirits to "entertain" himself.

The room was filled with his usual friends, coaxing and watching jokes.

"Huizi, it's up to the owner to beat the dog, what are you doing?" Someone asked in a giggling manner.

Zhang Shaohui kicked the table, and the wine bottles and glasses all over the table rattled. He angrily said, "When did I ever take care of him? It's a dirty thing for people to lick their shoes!"

Ye Rong automatically filtered the words that these dogs couldn't spit out ivory, if he cared about every sentence, he would have been pissed off.

Instead, he was very able to bend and stretch with a smiling face, "Brother Hui, calm down, you can punish me any way you want. It's because I didn't discipline me well, so don't be as knowledgeable as a child."

Zhang Shaohui stared at him without a smile, raised his chin, "Drink, drink it all up, if I'm satisfied, maybe I'll let your good brother go."

Ye Rong tried to hypnotize himself with the spiritual victory method. If you don't drink such an expensive wine, you can't drink it for nothing. How can these tasteless mangy dogs taste the delicious wine.

As if possessed by Ah Q, he held up the wine in a taut spirit and planned to make a quick battle. Who would have thought that Zhang Shaohui would not know when he would sneak around behind him.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he kicked the corner of his leg, Ye Rong's knee slammed on the floor, and he reacted quickly enough to support the edge of the table with his elbows so that he didn't let himself hit the corner of the table.

Zhang Shaohui crushed his ankle, "Kneel down and drink for me!"

Ye Rong clenched the bottle tightly and pushed him away despite the pain, but still restrained himself, "Zhang Shaohui, don't deceive people too much!"

It was Zhang Shaohui who got into trouble with the mad dog who bit people without reason. He suddenly pounced on Ye Rong in a rage and grabbed Ye Rong's neck.

The mouth, nose, throat and throat are full of spirits that are about to boil. Ye Rongru is a whale that was stranded in the sun. She doesn't know when she will burst from the inside out, and she can't wait to blow up everything around her. .

Before he almost choked to death, he struggled with all his might to grab a bottle of wine and slammed it on Zhang Shaohui's head.

Zhang Shaohui was stunned for a moment, his forehead began to bleed like a stream of blood before he cried out, screaming violently to kill Ye Rong.

At this point, Ye Rong didn't have any scruples anymore. He only hated how he could naively think that these people could let him go, and how could he hope that they would treat him as a person.

He has never been a delicate flower with powerless hands. His hands have been honed over and over again by life, and then countless cocoons have been born to keep him safe from harm. The broken half wine bottle failed to cut his hand. Fingers can easily pierce other people's carotid arteries.

So when he turned against the guest and restrained Zhang Shaohui and calmly stopped him from making noise, he felt that he was equal to him in a real sense.

It's just that his weight is power and money, and he has only one life.

The people in the room were stunned by Ye Rong's actions. How could these people who grew up in a drunken state have seen such a life-threatening battle? The room was so silent that no one dared to breathe.

Only Ye Rong said coldly, "I said, don't deceive people too much!"

"You want to kill me? I tell you, the last thing I'm afraid of is death."

"There are many ways to die, and I know each of them well, such as cutting an artery." He said, pressing his fingers into the flesh, "When you cut it hard, blood will splatter all over your body, and the deeper the wound will be. die sooner."

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However, at this moment, the door of the private room was opened from the outside, and a person who was completely impossible to appear here stepped in with a cold expression.

Like a god descending, he turned a blind eye to the people in the room, walked straight to Ye Rong, and covered Ye Rong's hand that was still holding the fragments with his wide palm.

"Rong Rong, darling, let go." His voice was like a curse, Ye Rong was really coaxed to let go.

With a gentle smile, he gently pulled Ye Rong into his arms, patted his back to comfort him, "It's alright, I'm here, let's go home."

Ye Rong leaned on Fu Wenyuan's broad shoulders and lost his mind. Fu Wenyuan's body was as clean and warm as always, which was reassuring. At this moment of the rest of his life after the upheaval, he had the urge to hold this person in a deep sleep and never wake up again.

From an angle that Ye Rong couldn't see, Fu Wenyuan took off the silver ring on his left hand. He looked at Zhang Shaohui, his eyes slowly glowing a layer of red, without a trace of pity, like bloodstains oozing out from the depths of the ground, gorgeous and deadly .

He moved his thin lips slightly, but did not make a sound, but Zhang Shaohui, who was opposite him, clearly saw Fu Wenyuan spit out indifferently, "You, within three months, will die."

Zhang Shaohui suddenly knelt down on the ground, looking at Fu Wenyuan in desperation, but he didn't dare to say a single word of begging for mercy.

The king of hell is judged by life and death, and gods and Buddhas cannot stumble.

After Fu Wenyuan finished speaking, he put the ring back on, and asked Xie Shan to deal with the follow-up before going out. Then Fu Wenyuan left with Ye Rong who had passed out.

Ye Rong was an adult man's normal weight, but Fu Wenyuan seemed to be holding him lightly. Until he put him down from the car, Fu Wenyuan's arm strength was so amazing that he didn't even take a breath.

Ye Rong was sensitive to alcohol, and was dazed and didn't know how he got back. He only felt that he had a pair of hands firmly supporting him as he kept falling.

Those hands are slender and powerful, and when they are gently stroked, they are like the sea water kissing the rugged coast again and again, and the tide never stops before sunset.

Ye Rong felt as if he was a clam thrown into warm water, so that people could easily pry open the shell and fish it out.

He was hugged tightly, trapped in boundless tenderness.

He opened his eyes with great effort, and the enlarged handsome face in front of him gradually became clear from blur. His eyebrows and eyes were timeless, and his skin was pure and clear. This was as beautiful as a god who had come to the world for calamities... Who else could it be if it wasn't Fu Wenyuan? !

...

Ye Rong woke up with a scream, his throat was so tight that his voice almost split, he couldn't help coughing twice, and after looking around, he realized that he was actually sleeping in Fu Wenyuan's bedroom.

And he was lying on the lap of the master in the bedroom, with nothing on his body except the big boxer shorts he bought for ten yuan on the floor.

Ye Rong was stunned for a while, and as soon as he raised his head, he met Fu Wenyuan's eyes. His eyebrows were gentle, and Ye Rong almost thought he was still in a dream for a moment.

"Wake up? Come and drink some water. I didn't drink it yesterday when I coaxed it. Today, it's no wonder that my throat doesn't hurt." Fu Wenyuan picked up a glass of warm water from the bedside table and gently helped him up.

Ye Rong said thank you Mr., when he sat up and affected his body, a sudden pain that was hard to ignore came from his waist. He turned his head and saw that the waist and legs were connected by a scary red.

Fu Wenyuan was still thinking about how to explain sadly, when he heard Ye Rong spat in a low voice, "Zhang Shaohui is such a ruthless bastard! He actually made Laozi look like this!"

Fu Wenyuan shamelessly echoed the invitation, "I helped you clean up this bad guy, and you don't have to worry about your brother, Xie Shan has already dealt with it."

Ye Rong was so excited that he wanted to give Fu Wenyuan a direct kowtow, "Mr. Fu, thank you, thank you very much, I don't know what to say, I will repay you well!"

Seeing that Fu Wenyuan didn't want to ask for anything, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll cook for you... You can do it without giving money."

Fu Wenyuan laughed and said, "Rong Rong, you can't be rude, we signed a contract for three years."

"If you really want to repay me," he said, his eyes slid from Ye Rong's straight collarbone to his chest, his Adam's apple rolled and said softly, "Then don't call me Mr. Fu, and don't use honorifics."

"Rongrong, my mother named me so that I could hear about someone who is interested and travel thousands of miles away."

Ye Rong understood what he meant, but he didn't expect the boss to be so approachable to be such a request, so he stammered and shouted obediently, "Wen... Yuan..."

Fu Wenyuan hummed with satisfaction, suppressing the urge to hear him shout like this elsewhere.

"Rongrong, you must tell me in the future, I will have a better solution, you have to believe me."

This is the first time Ye Rong feels that someone is covering him. It is no longer that he is messing around, and that he has tasted the sweetness of holding golden thighs.

If it weren't for the fact that his strength did not allow him to even want to worship Fu Wenyuan, it would not be impossible for him to be his younger brother.

The more Ye Rong thought about it in his own divergent thinking, the more amusing he felt, and he replied with a smile: "Of course I believe you, we Fu Xian...cough, we Wen Yuan are the men who have mastered the economic lifeline of the entire city of Mian!"

Fu Domineering President Wen Yuan suddenly grabbed him and asked seriously, "Will it be very cheap if you don't have the lifeblood of the global economy? I read this in the novels."

Ye Rong, who was speechless, said, "The domineering president also digs out his wife's kidneys and eyes, so won't it drop the price?"

However, Fu Wenyuan replied bluntly, "Your eyes are very beautiful, I have never seen eyes more beautiful than yours."

So digging is absolutely not digging, and the source of happiness in the future cannot be digged.

It's a pity that Ye Rong, who couldn't hear Fu Wenyuan's voice, could only seriously suspect that he might be addicted to some earthy romance with a question mark on his face.

The two chatted and joked again and again, Ye Rong finally remembered the business, "Wen Yuan, I'm taking a leave of absence today, my brother may have been terrified if I didn't go back last night, I have to go back and have a look. "

Fu Wenyuan nodded in agreement, "Yes, but don't worry too much, Xie Shan informed him in advance, he knew you were with me."

Ye Rong was astonished by his thoughtfulness and thoughtfulness, and once again felt that he had met such a good boss with a great outburst of personality.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed to wash up first, planning to go back after making breakfast.

Fu Wenyuan watched him enter the bathroom with his eyes and nose and heart, and counted down silently for five seconds to see him rushing out angrily. He pointed to his neck and complained, "Is Zhang Shaohui a pervert? Why is there such a thing... ...Shit, don't let me see him again!"

[The author has something to say: Ye Rong: I want to be his little brother!

Fu Wenyuan: I want him to be my wife. 】