The Sick and Weak Horse Dressed As a Villain - Chapter 133

Qiao Wen looked at him in amazement.

Lin Zirui chuckled lightly, and continued without hesitation: “Speaking of which I am young, I am often asked why I don’t have a girlfriend or a family. In fact, I also considered getting married and having children, but after thinking about it carefully, this is not harmful. Other girls? I can only give up. So I envy you and Anan.”

Qiao Wen sighed and said: “There is nothing to envy, whether a man or a woman, it is difficult to have no contradiction after being together for a long time. There should always be a minority of lovers in this world who can love for a lifetime.”

Lin Zirui nodded appreciatively: “That’s true, but it’s better to have a lover than a lonely person like me.”

Qiao Wen laughed: “Jeffrey, you are so good, you will definitely meet the right person.”

Lin Zirui: “Accept your good words.”

When the ferry arrived at the Port City Wharf, it was almost early in the morning, and both sides called the driver in advance and said goodbye to the car with all their heart. Hao Zai followed Qiao Wen to the villa because he was afraid that he would be difficult to explain when he went home.

He limply entered the door, he sat down on the sofa heavily, suffocated his grievances all the way, and cried out immediately.

Qiao Wen asked the servant to bring medicated liquor, and said dumbfoundedly: “Why are you crying in your twenties?”

Hao Zi took the medicine liquor and rubbed his kicked calf, and said angrily: “My brother is too hateful, aren’t you angry? If I can beat him, I will fight him tonight.”

Qiao Wen said: “Don’t be angry, Brother Nan is measured, don’t worry about it.”

Hao Tsai snorted: “If he does something to me, he still has no conscience at all if he says that about you. If it wasn’t for Brother Awen, he would still be a thug in the city.”

Qiao Wen laughed: “It has nothing to do with me if he can have the ability that is now his own.”

Hao Zai is now angry with his cousin, gritted his teeth and said: “His greatest ability is to fight.”

Qiao Wen patted him on the shoulder: “Okay, don’t think about it, get a good night’s sleep.”

“Okay.” Hao Zai glanced at him and saw that his expression was calm, not as if he had been angered by Chen Jianan, he felt relieved and limped to his exclusive guest room.

Qiao Wen took a deep breath, went upstairs to the room, washed over and lay on the bed, with what Lin Zirui said on the boat in his mind. Because he wore a similar face, he had to remind him of Lin Nan’s confession to himself before the car accident.

He rubbed his eyebrows a little irritably and lay on the bed. I took the photo frame on the bedside table. Inside was a photo of myself and Chen Jianan. The other party embraced him, grinning out of two rows of big white teeth. He was a standard healthy and energetic boy.

Looking at the person in the photo, he unconsciously curled his lips and smiled lightly.

Paparazzi is indeed everywhere. When he woke up the next morning, Hao Zai took two newspapers and hurriedly rushed into the bedroom.

“Brother Awen, it’s not good, we were photographed by paparazzi in Macau last night.”

Qiao Wen took a look at the newspaper, and it turned out that the headline of the entertainment page was a photo of himself and Chen Jianan on the streets of Macau. He also wickedly added a lightning bolt symbolizing the breakdown of the relationship-like the double pride of the city. Appearances are in harmony, Macau’s streets are fought, and Wennan Pictures is facing a splitting storm.

Qiao Wen was speechless to this exaggerated title, but he wanted to fight, but it also depends on the difference in combat effectiveness. Liang Zinan can kick herself two feet away with a single kick, otherwise the victim would not have been a Hao Zi last night.

He glanced at the content casually, roughly as he thought, and listed his and Chen Canan’s past. One is a gifted student who grew up in childhood, the other is a rotten boy and a red stick. In conclusion, parting ways is a matter of time.

He put away the newspaper: “How are your legs, Hao Zi?”

“It’s okay,” Hao Tsai shook his head, but his brother’s kick obviously made him sad. He asked worriedly, “What should I do? If you write in the newspaper like this, your brother will definitely be even more angry when you read it.”

Qiao Wen said quietly: “We can’t control what is written in the newspaper. You can go back to comfort Uncle Chen and the others, don’t make them worry about it.”

Haozi nodded grievedly: “It can only be this way.”

Regardless of the newspaper layout, Chen Canan is still in Macau, drunk with Zhong Kaiwen while filming. Maybe it was a villain who had been in the original world embarrassed for a long time, and could be called a tacit cooperation villain.

And Qiao Wen saw Lin Zirui again, a week later. Because of the sudden drop in temperature, he didn’t catch a cold, so he could only stay in the villa without going out. Lin Zirui heard of this and came to visit him with a gift.

Being led into the house by the servant, and seeing Qiao Wen who was pale on the sofa about to get up to welcome him, Lin Zirui hurried forward and said, “Awen, sit down.”

Qiao Wen smiled and said: “I’m fine, just catching a cold. Jeffrey, you are so busy at work, it’s really hard to come to see me on a special trip.”

Lin Zirui said, “I heard your voice on the phone is very weak, I am not too relieved, so I will come and have a look.” As he looked around, he asked casually, “Anan hasn’t come back yet?”

Qiao Wen smiled bitterly and shook his head: “Not yet.”

Lin Zirui sighed: “I originally let my uncle go home, but he didn’t listen to me. I blame my uncle for bringing bad guys, otherwise Anan wouldn’t be in the casino every day.”

Qiao Wen said: “This is their own business, and no one else can care about it.”

Lin Zirui: “That’s true too.”

He said and looked at him up and down: “Do you really don’t have to go to the hospital? I think you look very bad.”

Qiao Wen said: “I have taken medicine, and I should be fine after a two-day rest.”

“That’s right,” Lin Zirui nodded, as if thinking of something, and took out an insulated box from the gift bag. “This is brown sugar **** tea stewed by my domestic helper. It works well for colds. Try it.”

Qiao Wen was astonished: “This…too much trouble for you.”

“It’s not troublesome, you drank it while it’s hot.” Lin Zirui opened the lunch box and handed it in front of him.

Qiao Wen didn’t care to brush his kindness, smiled and took it, and asked the servant to take the spoon and drink slowly.

It was crackling and raining outside, and it was rare for a tropical city to usher in a bit of chill.

There were two people in the room, one looking down while drinking soup, the other watching silently, and they were very quiet for a while.

It was at this time that there was a sound of croaking footsteps outside.

Qiao Wen raised his head subconsciously, but saw Chen Jianan ran in under the rain.

“Brother Nan, why are you back?” He asked in surprise.

Chen Jianan stood still in the hallway, patted the rain on his hair, and glanced up at Lin Zirui in the living room, his face suddenly changed: “Why is Jeffery here?”

Lin Zirui smiled and stood up: “I heard that Awen was sick, so I came to see him.”

Chen Jianan’s eyes fell on Qiao Wen’s pale cheeks, two dark brows were frowned, and he walked in and said with a strange air: “I have only been to Macau for less than a month. I thought Xiao Qiao, you and Jeffery are ambitious. It’s just like watching dramas and listening to concerts. I didn’t expect it to be so good.”

Lin Zirui seemed to touch her nose in embarrassment: “Among friends, care should be taken.”

Chen Jianan walked up to him and stared at him coldly with a pair of black eyes: “Really? Why do I feel that this concern seems a bit overdone. Is my return untimely?”

“Brother Nan!” Qiao Wen stepped forward and took his arm and said softly, “You are wet. Go take a shower and change your clothes.”

“No need.” Chen Jianan shook him away, still staring at the gentle and elegant Lin Zirui, “Lin Zirui, don’t you think I can’t see it.”

“Anan!” Qiao Wen whispered.

Chen Jianan turned a deaf ear, staring at Lin Zirui like an enemy, as if to scratch a hole in the face with his eyes.

However, Lin Zirui was completely unmoved, just curled his mouth slightly, revealing a polite smile, and there was a trace of contempt in those smiling eyes.

He really didn’t like Chen Canan, a foolish man with good luck.

And this reckless man didn’t let him down, obviously irritated by his attitude, raising his hand was a punch.

However, when his fist fell, Lin Zirui fluttered back, letting this fierce fist fall.

When Chen Jianan was about to catch up, Qiao Wen stood in between the two in time, so that fist fell in front of Qiao Wen’s face.

“What are you crazy?” Qiao Wen looked coldly at the young man with canthus eyes in front of him.

“He…he…” Chen Jianan stretched out his finger to Lin Zirui behind him, as if being anxious, said incoherently.

“Jeffrey is my friend, can you please don’t embarrass me.”

“Embarrassed?” Chen Canan smiled angrily, “Yes, I embarrassed you, just as it is written in the newspaper. I am an unlearned bad boy who knows nothing but fights. He’s not a person at all. This high-achieving son who has returned from abroad is worthy to stand with you.”

At the end of the day, his eyes were red and his body trembled, looking extremely uncomfortable.

Qiao Wen’s heart was shocked, and he stepped forward to hold his arm and whispered: “Brother Nan, it’s not like this.”

Chen Jianan shook his hand away, wiped his eyes, and suddenly turned and rushed out towards the rain curtain outside.

“Anan! Chen Canan!” Qiao Wen called from behind.

But the guy turned a deaf ear and ran out of the gate for a moment, and the sound of the car’s motor rang soon after.

Qiao Wen stood by the door frame and coughed twice uncomfortably. Lin Zirui stepped up to support him and said, “Awen, how are you?”

Qiao Wen shook his head: “I’m fine.”

Lin Zirui helped him walk back, sat down on the sofa, and handed him a glass of warm water: “Drink some water.”

“Thank you.” Qiao Wen took two sips with the water cup, slowly put the cup down, wiped the water from the corner of his mouth, and looked up apologetic. “Sorry, I didn’t expect Anan to come back suddenly, making you kind Suffered such a big misunderstanding.”

Lin Zirui hooked the corner of his mouth, touched his nose, and looked at his dark eyes earnestly. After a moment of hesitation, he whispered: “Actually…he is not a misunderstanding.”

Qiao Wen’s eyes moved.

Lin Zirui smiled embarrassingly, and said politely, “Although it is a bit out of date to say such things, I don’t want to lie to you, Awen. It is the happiest thing I have lived so many years to know you. “Because,” he paused slightly, those dark eyes, fixedly looking at him, as if to look into the other’s heart, “This lets me know, it turns out that I, Lin Zirui, can meet such a fit in my life. People.”

Qiao Wen smiled: “Jeffrey, are you kidding?”

Lin Zirui spread his hands: “Awen thinks I’m just joking.” After that, she stood up and said, “You have a good rest, I won’t bother you, and I will come back to see you.”

“Well, then you go slowly.” Qiao Wen seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Lin Zirui turned around and walked a few steps outside, then suddenly stopped, turned to look at him, and smiled: “Actually, Anan is right. You are not the same, you and I are.”