How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

"Master An, that guy is just trying to steal your girlfriend. Luckily, Master Song didn't accept his invitation. But he wants to invite Master Song to dinner. Does he deserve it?"

"He doesn't even consider his own worth. Mr. Song is your man." Li Wenhao said attentively.

For some unknown reason, Mr. An came to the bar and sat there all afternoon, with a long face, as if he was unhappy with everyone. He then asked someone to keep an eye on Song Wenjing.

He was shocked when he heard someone asked Song Wenjing to have dinner with him. Fortunately, Song Wenjing didn't agree in the end, otherwise he didn't know how crazy Mr. An could be.

The two of them had a conflict. Would Song Wenjing come to his bar to dance again? His bar couldn't accommodate that big Buddha.

When An Ben heard that someone was inviting Song Wenjing to dinner, murderous intent suddenly surged in his heart. When he heard that Song Wenjing finally did not agree, his murderous intent increased instead of decreasing.

He was not angry at Song Wenjing, but at that ignorant guy who dared to invite his baby to dinner!

Ha! If I want to invite Song Wenjing to dinner next time, I'll have to see if you have the luck!

"I want to meet that person at two o'clock tonight. Anyway, he and Song Wenjing are just classmates, not close friends."

Even after saying this, he was still a little worried. He said to Li Wenhao, who was standing and bending down below, "Tell me, if I kill that idiot, will he be angry?"

Li Wenhao smiled bitterly in his heart and said seriously, "Master An, you are so good to Master Song. How could Master Song be willing to get angry with you for someone who has nothing to do with him?"

"If Master Song loses his temper with you, it must be Gao Qingyuan's fault. Your decision is always the right one in this world. Killing him is a gift to him!"

"As long as we hide this matter a little deeper, who will find out that it was us who did it?" You two must make peace with each other and don't come to my bar (?′w`?)!

After hearing this, An thought carefully and nodded in satisfaction: "You are right. I will double the bonus this month and ask the people under your command to keep their mouths shut. Otherwise, I don't mind letting them all go to accompany that Gao."

"Yes, yes, I promise to convey your message!"

This matter was resolved. An asked somewhat uncomfortably, "What kind of gifts do college students generally like? Or what kind of items do they like?"

He wanted to give Song Wenjing a gift, but he didn't know what to give.

"How about giving him a car? Men generally like cars. Or a valuable watch. As long as it's a gift from you, Mr. Song will definitely like it."

"Li Wenhao, you are getting better and better at flattering, but I really like listening to it." An left after hearing the answer he wanted.

Li Wenhao said inwardly: As long as you like it!

After An left, Li Wenhao raised his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead. They say that serving a king is like serving a tiger, and this is perfectly true for him.

In the evening, An visited Song Wenjing's room again.

This time, he also covered Song Wenjing's eyes with his tie and enjoyed Song Wenjing's panic.

"What do you think I should call this behavior? Calling me a flower thief should be the right name. Do you like me treating you this way?"

On the spacious bed, a man was pressing down on another man whose eyes were bound with a tie.

"I...I..." Song Wenjing said hesitantly. Actually, he wanted to answer that he liked her, but now was obviously not the time.

After all, An's tone was very excited, as if he was very interested in the identities of the two people.

"Your body is more honest than your mouth! Baby~." An tied Song Wenjing's hands to the head of the bed and gently stroked the lines on Song Wenjing's chest with his hands.

Song Wenjing: “…”

Although this was true, Song Wenjing still felt a little uncomfortable.

"Do you like me?" An asked seductively.

Song Wenjing didn't know how to answer for a moment. If he said he liked it, the play would definitely not go on. Given An's personality, he would definitely make a big fuss about it.

He will be asked to choose whether he likes An during the day or An at night.

If he answered no, a new round of torture would surely follow. Now he could feel how the restless hand on his chest aroused his desire.

"Wuwuwu~ Please spare me! It hurts so much..." Song Wenjing chose not to answer.

"Heh!" An chuckled.

"I like your body's reaction. Let's go to bed early tonight!" An said and hugged Song Wenjing to sleep together.

Only Song Wenjing was left in high spirits!

Song Wenjing: “……!”

Why am I the only one who suffers?

Song Wenjing looked helplessly at the ceiling. When would this kind of life ever end? He had to connect with An Xinyi as soon as possible, and then make up for all the suffering he had endured these days.

At 2 o'clock sharp, An woke up on time.

He kissed Song Wenjing's forehead tenderly, put on his clothes, and left through the window with a murderous look on his face. Even though he knew Song Wenjing usually didn't lock the door at night, he still habitually went in and out through the window.

When he went out, he locked the door. After all, Song Wenjing was a little weak!

Bar basement.

“Um… um… um…” Gao Qingyuan’s mouth was tied with dirty cloth. He knelt on the ground in humiliation, with his hands controlled behind his back.

Li Wenhao said calmly, "Gao Qingyuan, your elder brother has always been smart, so why has he become so foolish when it comes to you? They say that a man who knows the current situation is a hero. So stop struggling."

"Don't even think your big brother can come here to save you. He can't possibly come here!"

Li Wenhao was only responsible for tying him up and hadn't resorted to lynching him. Simply put, he didn't dare. After all, this person had to be left to An Ye to deal with.

Otherwise, when Mr. An comes, he will go crazy again and he will be the one who suffers in the end.

Gao Qingyuan was at a loss when he heard what they said.

He had no idea who he had offended. He hadn't offended anyone in the past few months. His brother had shown him photos of the big shots in Sin City.

He was told not to offend these people, and he had always listened to his elder brother and never offended these people. Could it be that someone had framed him?

Or maybe the information in the eldest brother's hands is incomplete. A more general guess is that some of the higher-level people are so close that even the eldest brother cannot get the information.

How could a small person like him possibly offend someone in high position?

Gao Qingyuan looked at Li Wenhao and shook his head, indicating that he wanted to talk to the man who looked like an old man.

It’s a pity that no one pays any attention to him!

Who could have imagined that he would be tied up and taken away at home at will, and even the people sent by his eldest brother to protect him were killed by this group of people.

What exactly do these people mean? They won't even give me a chance to explain myself? At least they want me to die with a clear understanding, right?