Zhang Yunlei: You are my nephew's aunt

Deyun Club Headquarters

Yang Jiulang helped Zhang Yunlei into the rest suite of the headquarters. Behind him, Guo Qilin saw him and hurriedly followed him.

At this time, Guo Qilin had a smirk on his face, as if he had some evidence of his old uncle's 'infidelity'.

Seeing that Yang Jiulang had just helped his old uncle to sit down, Guo Qilin even stared at his old uncle with a smile on his face.

Zhang Yunlei was stared at by Guo Qilin, and it was obvious that Zhang Yunlei was a little frightened.

Yang Jiulang put away the satchel and turned around to realize that he blurted out a joke about Guo Qilin.

"Did the young leader forget to take medicine today?"

"Fuck you~" Guo Qilin shook his hand and finished speaking, turned his eyes back, and continued to look at his uncle with an ambiguous expression: "Be honest~"

"Explain what?"

As Zhang Yunlei said, he and Yang Jiulang looked at each other silently. Suddenly, both of them tacitly understood why Guo Qilin would ask such a question.

"Of course it's to explain why I called you, but a woman answered..."

Outside, Meng Hetang passed by, and seeing the excitement in the room, he also walked in, not wanting to, but he could still catch up with this gossip news.

"Huh? Did I hear some headlines?"

"The hall master came just in time, and we will interrogate my uncle together..."

"Don't dare~"

Meng Hetang leaned back on the sofa, smiled, and turned the fan in his hand.

"Xiangzi, I feel wronged~"

"Did you guys bully my Leizi like this?"

Yang Jiulang used to protect Zhang Yunlei, but now he is a Superman bodyguard with a sense of justice, his small eyes are narrowed, and his smile is not a smile.

"Master, I am also wronged~"

As soon as Guo Qilin put on a show, he went straight to Meng Hetang's arms, sat on his lap and complained.

It made Meng Hetang have no choice but to ridicule: "Our Dalin just wants to get to know his aunt, is there something wrong?"

"Yes! Is it wrong?" Guo Qilin straightened his back when he heard Meng Hetang backing him up. Then, seeing his uncle's eyes seemed to have sword energy coming out of his body, he admitted his cowardice in seconds, and threw himself back at Meng Hetang. In his arms: "Master, I am wronged~"

"Hey~, let's not cry~"

"It's just that I took the wrong phone..." Zhang Yunlei said.

Guo Qilin smiled charmingly, raised his hand and gave Meng Hetang a high-five, celebrating the successful cooperation between the two of them.

Guo Qilin got up together, and Meng Hetang also got up together.

"Talk slowly~, goodbye~"

"...Chairman, wait for me~"

When Guo Qilin saw Meng Hetang's backer leave, he also hurriedly followed, turned his head, grabbed the door frame, and smiled ambiguously again.

"Uncle, do you believe in destiny? This time I took the wrong phone, so... next time... what will I take wrong?"

"Go~, Pikachu!"

Zhang Yunlei made a 'hmm' sound, nodded perfunctorily and reluctantly, raised his hands, and tried to send him away quickly.

"okay!"

Zhang Yunlei thought that the roots of his ears could finally be clean, but in less than two seconds, Guo Qilin pushed back to the door frame again.

"Uncle, when you have time, you can bring your aunt over and let us meet~"

"No aunt! Guo Qilin, hurry up, run, brother~"

...

Therefore, this piece of purely fabricated news, through Guo Qilin's mouth and Meng Hetang's testimony, has spread rapidly within the Deyun Society. Everyone agrees that Zhang Yunlei doesn't want to bring his wife so soon. see brother.