My ex-boyfriend is looking forward to my bankruptcy

Not only did he not gain the face, but his inner self was also exposed. Qu Tao walked over with some regret.

"Mr. Xi, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. You guys can chat slowly. I won't disturb you anymore."

As Qu Tao walked towards Han Feng, he heard whispers coming from the side.

"Is this Mr. Qu from Yuanhang Group? I thought he was some big star. He looks so handsome."

"Don't say these useless things. Have you heard that he and Mr. Xi of Difeng have an irreconcilable blood feud."

"Really? So that's why the Difeng Group is suppressing the Yuanhang Group?"

Seeing that they were chatting animatedly, Qu Tao walked over quietly and interrupted.

"What blood feud?"

"I haven't found out the details yet. When I find out..."

The man was halfway through his words when he saw that it was Qu Tao who was asking the question. His face turned pale and he walked away awkwardly with his wine glass in hand.

Qu Tao looked at the other people who were still standing there

"What about you? Do you know what the blood feud is?"

Everyone shook their heads. Qu Tao drank the wine in the glass and whispered to them.

"I know. Let me tell you, three years ago, I stole Xi Mozhou's wife."

"......"

After Qu Tao walked back to Han Feng, he pointed to the sofa in the corner. Han Feng saw that he drank one glass after another after sitting down, so he snatched his glass.

"Stop drinking. You'll get drunk if you drink any more. What's wrong with you? Did Xi Mozhou embarrass you just now?"

Qu Tao sighed, leaned back on the sofa, then thought of something and stared at him.

"Crazy, if I go bankrupt in the future, can you support me?"

"Xi Mozhou wants to bankrupt you? Did he say that himself?"

Qu Tao shook his head, then nodded, and Han Feng immediately stood up from the sofa.

"Wait here, I'll go talk to him. It's just ten million, isn't it? Why would he kill me like this?"

Qu Tao was just about to give him a thumbs-up when Han Feng sat back down and carefully watched the few people who had just walked in from the banquet hall.

"Taozi, my old man is here too. I have to take a walk first. Ask Assistant Wang to take you home later. I won't be staying at your place tonight."

"Also, drink less."

Qu Tao also saw the people at the door, nodded at him, and urged him in a low voice.

"Stop nagging me. If you don't leave now, I'll really have to attend your wedding tomorrow."

After Han Feng left, Qu Tao took back the wine glass that he had taken away earlier and started drinking again, feeling sorry for himself.

The purpose of attending the banquet tonight was to build good relationships so that I could gain a foothold in the tobacco market.

However, he didn't expect that because of Xi Mozhou's few words, he became a clown at the banquet. Everyone was worried about being targeted by the Difeng Group and ignored him.

Qu Tao sighed deeply. If he had known earlier, he would have stayed abroad and not come back. It was all Assistant Wang's fault. He said that fallen leaves return to their roots. Now, after three years of hard work, he would become a beggar in less than half a year.

Qu Tao drank the wine in the cup and thought about whether he should buy a gold bowl when it would be empty the next day.

If it comes in handy in the future, people might even throw a few more coins into the golden bowl because of it.

In another corner of the Yanhui Hall, Pei Zechen saw the old man of the Han family walk away and looked at Xi Mozhou next to him.

"Where's the person? Is his leg broken?"

When Xi Mozhou heard him bring this up again, his brows furrowed slightly.

"What about you? Have you caught your runaway boyfriend? If you do, break his legs too."

"Not really. I don't want to get married anyway, so I'll just run away. But you..." Pei Zechen hadn't finished speaking when he saw someone stand up. "Where are you going? I haven't finished speaking yet."

"I'm going to make a phone call."

Late at night, Qu Tao staggered and entered the password as he walked into the apartment. He always felt something was wrong. The things in the room looked both strange and familiar.

He stumbled through several doors before finally finding the bedroom.

I can’t drink so much next time. The aftereffect of this red wine is too strong, Qu Tao said to himself, lying on the bed with his clothes on.

Half asleep and half awake, he felt someone lying on him and kissing his earlobe.

"Taotao..."

Damn it, why did he dream about Xi Mozhou again?

"Xi Mozhou, could you please stop coming into my dreams?"

Qu Tao muttered softly, trying to avoid the hot breath in his ears, and the familiar low and hoarse voice sounded in his ears again.

"Taotao, have you ever thought about me in these three years?"

"Yes, of course I do."

Qu Tao thought so in his heart and said so, and a low smirk came from his ears.

"What did you think?"

"I want to go anywhere."

How come this dream is more real than the one in the afternoon?

"Mo...Mozhou..."

Her lips were blocked, and there was a hint of ambiguity in the air.

The man suddenly stood up.

"Okay, it's time for me to go."

Qu Tao frowned deeply. How could Xi Mozhou in the dream become as hateful as in reality?

"Don't leave."

Half coquettish and half angry, the man smiled lightly, without any reluctance.

"Good night."

"Xi Mozhou, I hate you."

Qu Tao uttered a harsh word, and the man stepped back, raised one corner of his lips, leaned over, and whispered in his ear.

"If you miss me, come find me."

Qu Tao slept until almost noon and woke up with a splitting headache. He suddenly thought of something and abruptly lifted the thin blanket from his body.

Fortunately, it was really a dream, otherwise he would have been in big trouble if he had begged Xi Mozhou so much.

Qu Tao sat up from the bed, looked around the room several times, and became frightened again.

It’s over. How did he end up in the apartment where he lived with Xi Mozhou three years ago?

Damn Xi Mozhou, why didn’t he change his password? Why is the password still his birthday?

Qu Tao ran out of the bedroom in a panic. There was no sign that anyone else had been in the room except him.

Just as he was about to take a good look around the room, Assistant Wang called.

Bastard, you dare to call me? Qu Tao gritted his teeth and pressed the answer button.

"What happened last night? Didn't I ask you to take me home? Where did you take me?"

"Home," the person on the other end of the line answered, paused for a few seconds, and then asked carefully, "Mr. Qu, did I send it to the wrong place?"

"Where should I take you?"

Yilin Apartment.”

"Where do I live?"

"Hiroshige Apartment."

"Then why did you send me to Yilin Apartment?"

"Mr. Qu, you were the one who insisted on going to Yilin last night. Did you drink too much and forget about it?"