Was Aquaman’s ex-husband cremated today?

Li Qingwen took Tong Xiao directly back to Jiyue Mansion.

Tong Xiao had never been in a relationship before, and when he encountered something like this he felt like his soul was shocked.

I felt my mouth was dirty, so I soaked it in a basin of water for ten minutes.

After calming down, Tong Xiao said with despair: "That bastard is the best seller, the boss won't fire him."

They are in the security equipment business, and those who are able to stay have a lot of customers, but the one who made a mistake today is the KPI king of the company.

During normal meetings, everyone could see that Guo Chifeng was always polite to that bastard.

After the water boiled, Li Qingwen poured a cup and handed it to Tong Xiao: "Tell Guo Chifeng that if he doesn't deal with it, I will find a group of Internet trolls to post and push Chifeng Construction to the forefront."

Tong Xiao: “…”

Li Qingwen: "If firing him still doesn't make you feel better, just send me the photo of that pervert and I'll spread it around the HR circle so that he won't be able to find a new job!"

Tong Xiao was a little stunned. Although she knew that Mimi had always been good to her, it was rare for her to speak so harshly today. Who was Mimi angry with?

A man's coat on the sofa was particularly eye-catching. Tong Xiao understood instantly and glanced upstairs: "Is that bastard back?"

Hearing her sudden interruption, Li Qingwen also slowed down: "Don't look, I'm not here right now."

Tong Xiao scolded: "Why are you not home so late at night and picking wild flowers outside?"

……

A private room in Tianzi No. 1 Bar.

Five or six men sat on the sofa, some playing finger-guessing games, some drinking.

Zhou Yongan was smoking and asking, "Are you sure it's her?"

After his brother got into trouble, Yu Zijing immediately followed the clues and questioned the boss of Tian Shang Ren Jian and even the person involved, and tried to bribe people in various ways, digging deeper than the police.

"Brother, why did you offend a woman again?" Women are so scary when they go crazy. He has only been back for three months and he has offended people from the Greening Bureau.

Zhou Yongan flicked the cigarette in his hand, and his deep eyes fell on the wine bottle in front of him.

After the incident, he had roughly locked onto a few suspects, but he was never sure. Now that he had determined who they were, it was time to shoot back the arrows that had been shot at him!

Yu Zijing grabbed a 38% alcohol ten-year-old wine and poured it into a small wine glass: "Brother, are you still seeking revenge? As the saying goes, it is better to offend a gentleman than a villain. Confucius also said that women and villains are the same kind of people. Maybe they will keep fighting."

What those businessmen fear most is being targeted by officials. They are afraid if they are protected, and even more afraid if they are not protected.

Zhou Yongan glanced at him. How could a mere worker in the Greening Bureau dare to frame him like this? If people knew about this, who would take his Zhou family seriously in the future?

If he is really the kind of person who can be manipulated by others, then who is Zhou Yongan? In Licheng, he has always been the one bullying others.

All I can say is, don’t mess with the Zhou family in Licheng.

Zhou Yongan showed a cruel look on his face and sneered: "If we keep fighting, do you think I am such a free person?"

Yu Zijing blinked at his brother, not quite understanding.

Zhou Yongan threw his phone out and said, "Use my WeChat to collect it... and tell me when you have collected it."

After hearing his brother's idea, Yu Zijing grinned.

The method is good and is in line with his brother's style of doing things. Even if the devil comes, he will be chopped off with the same guillotine.

As he was talking, a message popped up on the screen: [Mom said you're out too. If you come back late, please be quiet.]

Yu Zijing didn't have time to look away and had already seen the content.

Zhou Yongan took the phone back and stared at the message, as if they were still sleeping in the same bed.

Yu Zijing picked up the wine and asked his brother, "Should we report this to my sister-in-law first?"

Zhou Yongan frowned and asked impatiently, "Can she help or what?"

Yu Zijing: “…”

Zhou Yongan was upset by this message. As he scrolled up, he saw all the one-way messages that Li Qingwen had sent him in the past year.

【Can you call me back? 】

【when are you going back to China?】

[Today is Mother's Day, remember to say hello to your mother]

[I want to know why you chose me, Zhou Yongan, did I offend you? ]

【I fell down today】

[If you don’t reply to the message, I will assume you have seen it]

I want a divorce

[If it is inconvenient for you to show up, give me an address and I will express the divorce agreement to you]

【…】

[Do you know that this is cold violence?]

……

When people have troubles, they want to have a few drinks. Zhou Yongan was in a bad mood. After drinking a few glasses, he found that he had a good alcohol tolerance and his mind was still very clear.

Soon, the door of the box was pushed open from the outside.

A tall woman walked in and looked at Zhou Yongan with resentment.

Yu Zijing said to the other buddies: "Who among you sold out information about my brother?"

The men looked at each other and pointed at each other.

The long-legged beauty stared at Yu Zijing as he walked in, and looked at the target person: "Zhou Yongan, why didn't you answer the phone suddenly?"

Zhou Yongan buried his head, drank one glass of wine after another, and ignored him.

Yu Zijing was also confused, not knowing how his brother was going to handle his relationship with this long-legged beauty: "Goddess Monroe, please sit down."

Li Menglu was wearing a pair of super short leather pants and a black suspender top. A bunch of her instant noodle-like curly hair fell on her chest.

She walked towards Zhou Yongan and sat next to him.

"I saw the news about prostitution. Others couldn't recognize it, but I could recognize you."

When Yu Zijing heard this, he hurriedly explained: "You misunderstood. How could my brother be a prostitute? It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

Zhou Yongan raised his slender hands, used stainless steel tongs to pick up ice cubes from the ice bucket and threw them into the cup.

Seeing the man remain silent, Li Menglu could no longer endure it: "I've already told you that I like you, but you didn't look for me and would rather go to a prostitute. Zhou Yongan, what do you mean?"

Even though he knew that she would give it to him even if it was just physical needs, he still ignored her.

Li Menglu shouted loudly, but she felt very aggrieved in her heart.

Zhou Yongan, the playboy, smiled softly: "With your reaction, someone who doesn't know would think you are my wife."

But his wife doesn't care.

Hysteria no.

Questioning no.

Not interested in the truth at all.

The strong alcohol burned his throat, and Zhou Yongan's pupils gradually became dilated and covered with a layer of mist.

Li Menglu's face was gloomy. She couldn't stand Zhou Yongan's silence and said, "Please explain!"

Yu Zijing chimed in, "Why explain? That kind of news is obviously fake. You are mentally retarded, Model Li. You might as well burn incense and pray to Buddha than trust the media."

Hearing this, the woman reached out and grabbed Zhou Yongan's arm: "Is that so?"

Zhou Yongan's eyes fell on the woman's hand in annoyance, and his oppressive aura stared at Li Menglu, forcing her to let go.

Li Menglu couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so she could only be cautious: "Have you made a new love? Who is the woman you are drinking alone for?"

Yu Zijing leaned back on the sofa and said, "Don't ask about my brother's affairs."

If Li Menglu hadn't known that Yu Zijing and Zhou Yongan were close friends, she would have thrown a glass of wine at him by now.

Use him to answer questions, and do it so frequently.

Li Menglu was unwilling to give in: "I just want to see what kind of woman can beat me."

To be honest, Yu Zijing also saw the circle of friends posted by his brother. He didn’t know who that figure was and was very curious. He was waiting for his brother to speak.

Zhou Yongan was immersed in his own world, drinking and singing, as if only the wine in front of him could please him.