Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

Wei Zhe'an thought about the scene and found it a little funny. He buried himself in Seventeen's hair and laughed quietly for a while.

Then he remembered his lost phone: "Yes, my phone was thrown out just now, did you see it?"

Seventeen shook his head: "I didn't notice it. I'll help you find it later."

Wei Zhe'an rubbed Seventeen gratefully: "Okay, thank you, Seventeen~"

Seventeen looked uncomfortable: "Don't do this, I'm really not used to it."

Wei Zhe'an realized that he had indeed acted too coquettishly. His heart was filled with sweetness, happiness and satisfaction, making it difficult for him to control his excitement.

He cleared his throat and put Seventeen down: "I will try my best to adjust myself."

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After Wei Zhe'an finished his preparations, he stepped into the "crime scene" and saw several policemen busy recording the statement of Mr. Zhang, who looked so pitiful.

Li Jinhe stood quietly by the side, his hands folded over his chest, observing the performance with cold eyes.

Next to him stood a strange man, wearing a well-tailored suit, and talking to Li Jinhe in a familiar manner.

What is striking is that the man’s left hand was actually on Li Jinhe’s right shoulder.

This scene instantly made Wei Zhe'an more alert, and his slightly narrowed eyes revealed subtle hostility.

After a week of "cooling-off period", his possessiveness towards his brother became stronger, especially after their relationship was confirmed, his pettiness reached its peak.

He deliberately acted naturally and generously, limping to Li Jinhe's side and calling him obediently, "Brother."

As soon as Li Jinhe saw him, his eyes immediately became gentle.

He put down his arms and helped Wei Zhe'an to his side, allowing him to use the leverage to stand more easily.

She helped him adjust his mask: "How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

Wei Zhe'an looked at the mockery in Li Jinhe's eyes and couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

But he had to remain calm and not let others see the subtle relationship between them, so he could only answer seriously: "Much better."

The man next to them had been watching their interaction with a half-smile on his face.

He patted Li Jinhe's shoulder with his hand and teased:

"Why did you bother me to come here so late? Shouldn't you introduce me to someone?"

Li Jinhe brushed his hand away easily, and then introduced Wei Zhe'an:

"This is my friend, Zhou Xingshuo, the owner of this hotel."

Then, he turned to Zhou Xingshuo, his tone revealing a hint of pride: "This is Wei Zhe'an, my boyfriend."

Wei Zhe'an had never expected that Li Jinhe would introduce their relationship so directly, and the sudden "flirting" caught him off guard.

His cheeks flushed slightly, and he shyly greeted Zhou Xingshuo: "Hello, Brother Zhou."

Zhou Xingshuo raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes moving between Li Jinhe and Wei Zhe'an with a hint of surprise.

However, he quickly regained his smile and said with a grin:

"Hello, hello. It seems like you two are progressing very quickly. You've gone from friends to boyfriends in less than half an hour."

Wei Zhe'an didn't know what they had been talking about before, or what this half hour meant.

But when I think back to their intimate actions in the room, I still can't help feeling a little shy.

His hostility had subsided, and he silently moved behind Li Jinhe, trying to hide his embarrassment.

However, Li Jinhe seemed calm and composed. He gave him a warning look and said:

"That's enough. I asked you to come here because I have something serious to do."

Zhou Xingshuo nodded nonchalantly to indicate that he would not talk nonsense anymore, and changed the subject:

"I have arranged everything, and the surveillance video has been handed over to the police. The name of this man and all his businesses have spread in the circle."

Li Jinhe looked coldly in the direction of Mr. Zhang again and said in a cold tone: "He is just the beginning."

Zhou Xingshuo followed his gaze, still smiling, but his eyes had become deeper:

"After all these years, it's rare for you to ask me for help. I will definitely do a great job on this matter."

Li Jinhe simply responded, "Thank you."

Wei Zhe'an stood aside, his eyes full of curiosity.

He listened to the conversation between the two with a half-understanding, not fully understanding what they were saying. He stood obediently behind Li Jinhe to reduce his presence.

Suddenly, Mr. Zhang, who was recording his statement, shouted:

"Don't accuse me! I know nothing! He brought the things here!"

This shout immediately attracted the attention of Wei Zhe'an, Li Jinhe and Zhou Xingshuo.

They looked at Mr. Zhang, who was beaten black and blue by Wei Zhe'an. They didn't know what sensitive information the police had asked. At this moment, Mr. Zhang's face was red and he was very emotional, looking quite funny.

The police officer sternly stopped him: "What are you shouting for! If you don't want to talk here, come with us to the police station!"

As he said that, he called two colleagues and prepared to handcuff Mr. Zhang.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Zhang immediately shut his mouth, but the expression of dissatisfaction on his face was still obvious. He glared at Wei Zhe'an fiercely.

The police officer noticed his gaze and looked in the direction of Wei Zhe'an and the other two.

He called a young policeman over and gave him a few brief instructions.

The young policeman walked up to the three people, greeted them, and led them to the corridor outside the room.

In the corridor, the police briefly asked them about their relationship with Mr. Zhang in the room.

The police told them that it would take some time to test the drugs in the syringe and that a conclusion might not be reached tonight.

Wei Zhe'an said he believed in the fairness of the judiciary and was willing to wait for the results.

Since he is a public figure, the police did not force him to go to the police station to give a statement.

So the police took Wei Zhe'an to the next room for questioning alone, while Li Jinhe and Zhou Xingshuo stayed in the corridor waiting.

Zhou Xingshuo asked in a low voice: "Have you guys settled your relationship? Is he your lifelong love?"

Li Jinhe did not move his eyes away, still staring at the door of Wei Zhe'an's room. He nodded and hummed softly.

Zhou Xingshuo turned his head and looked at him carefully. The little boy who had been a favored child since childhood had grown up so big.

After a long while, he slowly spoke: "It's fine, the child looks very well behaved."

He retracted his gaze and fell into deep thought. After a moment, he continued, "My father said that Li Xun's physical condition is not optimistic."

Li Jinhe did not respond, as if he had not heard it, with a blank expression on his face.

Zhou Xingshuo sighed and continued, "The new young master of the Li family is just a show-off with nothing on the surface. The old man of the Li family may have to take action himself."

Li Jinhe finally reacted. He lowered his eyes to hide his inner emotional fluctuations.

Zhou Xingshuo saw what he was thinking and patted his shoulder gently to comfort him: "Don't worry too much. You two had such a bad relationship at the beginning, they won't come looking for you easily."