Tomb Robber: I am Hu Bayi’s cousin

Hu Ming and Wu Erbai conspired in the car for a while, and only stopped communicating after they got off the car.

At this time, the car had stopped steadily in front of a small villa in the suburbs.

It’s not that Wu Erbai was generous enough to give Hu Ming a villa directly, but this was originally Hu Ming’s property in Hangzhou.

Although Wu Erbai had never been here, he knew about this.

Well, he hadn't been here for a while, and Hu Ming hadn't hired anyone to take care of it on a daily basis, but when he walked into the villa, he saw that everything was kept the same as it was before he left, spotless.

Obviously, it was either Wu Xie or Wu Erbai's credit.

"Well, how about you go back first and I won't keep you here?"

At the door, Hu Ming had no intention of inviting Wu Erbai in. He leaned against the door frame and pointed at the car with one hand.

Hu Ming is really good at crossing a river and then destroying the bridge.

"Okay, I'll take my leave then. See you another day."

Wu Erbai took a deep breath, his brows twitching wildly. He finally suppressed the MMP in his heart, turned around and left.

I didn't bother to pick you up at the airport myself, and I hired a professional cleaning company to take care of the villa every three days. But now, not to mention a sip of hot tea, you won't even let me in?

"It's him"

You can tell from Wu Erbai's expression, Hu Ming smiled casually.

It's just a harmless joke, no one will take it seriously.

"There are still two days until my aunt's death anniversary. We can have a good time in Hangzhou during these two days."

"Ever since I took over the family business, I've had almost no time to rest. And you, Uncle Ming, you're just hanging out outside every day. The Hu family is still managed by Hu Bayi and my uncle and aunt, but you don't care about the Hong family's affairs at all."

"Now, when the Hong family has something important that needs your decision and they can't find you, they all come to me. It's not easy for me."

Stretching lazily, revealing her perfect body curves, Yin Nanfeng gave Hu Ming a charming and resentful look.

"I can't help it. You are the wife of the second master of the Hong family. Apart from me, you are the second in command of the Hong family. If they don't bother you, who else should they bother?"

Hu Ming chuckled and said some nice words that made Yin Nanfeng very happy.

After all, in Yin Nanfeng's opinion, all the women around Hu Ming were little bitches, and only she was the...big wife in front of Hu Mingming?

Although it is already the 21st century, this feudal saying is no longer popular.

But, in fact, they are all the same. To put it another way, Yin Nanfeng thinks of himself as the red flag of Hu Ming's family, and the rest are just fluttering colorful flags.

"Speaking of which, Yin Xin...I mean, on the anniversary of my aunt's death, did you prepare your own diving equipment in previous years?"

"Are all the equipment in Warehouse 11 for public use?"

Hu Ming took advantage of the situation and put his arms around Yin Nanfeng's slender waist. With Yin Nanfeng's half-hearted roll of the eyes, he took Yin Nanfeng to the master bedroom on the second floor.

"Well, I have some mental mysophobia. Every year when I come here, the second of the Wu family... Wu Erbai? Wow, Uncle Ming, you are poisonous. What should I call Wu Erbai now?"

"Forget it. I mean, he usually helps me purchase a set of facilities in advance, so we don't have to worry about it."

Yin Nanfeng discovered the important point, it seemed that the generations were messed up.

Until he closed the bedroom door, Hu Ming didn't notice that the young man had been standing in the living room, watching him indifferently.

“…”

The guy always has a blank expression, and it's hard to tell what emotions he's expressing from his facial expression.

However, from the way the young man frequently looked at Heidao, it could be seen that he was somewhat uneasy inside.

Hu Ming's vile behavior is tantamount to luring a dog into the house and then killing it.

If the young man's emotions were like those of an ordinary person, he would probably be thinking about where to strike Hu Ming to death with one blow, right?

Fortunately, the guy had no interest in matters of the heart, so he wasn't too affected.

I silently watched the backs of Hu Ming and the other man disappear down the stairs.

The young man carefully determined the approximate location of the two people, and then... found a room that was farthest away from Hu Ming and the others and walked in.

Then, the young man took out a pair of professional noise-isolating earplugs from his arms and put them in his ears, closed his eyes, and lay down on the bed.

After all, the young man's physical fitness is excellent, and his five senses are extremely sharp. As for hearing, let's not talk about Hu Ming for now, even Sheng Shengman's ears may have some subtle differences.

However, my brother's hearing is still rare in the world.…

…

It’s late at night, it’s already two o’clock in the morning!

Hu Ming and Yin Nanfeng took a nap in the afternoon and just woke up from hunger...

After all, I was exhausted and didn't have dinner.

After getting dressed, the two finally came downstairs and saw

"I've had dinner, don't wake me up."

There was a piece of paper taped to the door of a bedroom, with black handwriting written in silver ink, full of solemnity.

Obviously, this is the young man's handwriting.

“…”

He raised his eyebrows and finally remembered his brother.

Hu Ming and Yin Nanfeng looked at each other, and said nothing tacitly, but just walked out of the villa together silently.

What to say at this time?

Should I wake the boy up and ask him to apologize?

Isn't this nonsense?

If we really wake the guy up and ask him to apologize, he might really draw his knife and chop people. Having a paralyzed face doesn't mean he has no temper.

In the past two years, the nightlife in China's big cities has become increasingly rich.

It was a little past two and a little before three, and the city center of Hangzhou was still bustling with activity.

Yin Nanfeng took Hu Ming's arm and strolled intimately on the street, admiring the bright lights and enjoying the rare peaceful time alone for the two of them.

Holding many special snacks in his hands, he took a bite himself and fed Hu Ming a bite from time to time. Seeing that Hu Ming was about to eat it, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

As one of the rare noble and cold queens in the world, coupled with Jiangnan's perfect face with soft feminine lines, the two of them are undoubtedly the most perfect scenery on the street.

Along the way, I don't know how many eyeballs were killed, how many boys and girls were fascinated by it, and...heartbroken.

My goddess (hero) has a boyfriend (girlfriend), but it’s not me.

At this time, the two had already walked to the entrance of a bath center, and Hu Ming and Yin Nanfeng saw two familiar faces...

“…”

Wu Xie hugged Fatty and kindly helped him hold his waist. The two walked out of the bathing center refreshed. As soon as they walked out of the door, they saw two familiar expressionless faces.

"Ahem, what a coincidence, Uncle Ming, you and Nanfeng are in Hangzhou? Are you shopping too?"

For some reason, Wu Xie suddenly felt a huge wave of sadness coming over him.

"It just so happens, Uncle Ming, I originally wanted to discuss something with you tomorrow. I don't have anything to do with Third Uncle's matter right now, why don't we find a place to talk?"

Rubbing the obvious dark circles under his eyes with both hands, Wu Xie perked up and spoke in a serious voice.