"Hello." From the phone. A noisy sound came over. It was apparently rowdy on her end.

  "Hello." Cui Weiping put his mobile phone on speaker mode. He placed it on the table. The other person was smiling and leaning in close to the phone, shouting a greeting.

  "Who's there."

  "I am Choi Wei Ping."

  During that time when I was hanging out with Zheng Xiaoliu, I also often ran into Cui Weiping, Guan Jun and Zhang Ning. I guess you could say we knew each other.

  "Oh. Anything wrong?"

  "Where's the fun? It's so noisy on your side."

  "What...?" She was indeed noisy on her end. Didn't hear it. She asked again.

  "It's too noisy on your side."

  "Oh." After a while, she probably got up and walked to a quieter corner. "Sorry, go on."

  "Where is the fun?"

  "In the bar."

  "You didn't go with Holland."

  "No, what's wrong with Holland."

  "Oh no. We just saw her at the bar too. She's had a lot to drink."

  "What."

  At this time, Zheng Jing leaned over to Cui Weiping's ear and whispered a few words. His eyes were full of smiling intention, intimacy, and affection.

  Then, I heard Cui Weiping laughing and saying, "Holland is drunk over there talking nonsense. You're so confused that you love drinking honey water. And you must have 3 and a half spoons. Benchu, Benchu. She's calling you like this."

  Zhang Ning and several others couldn't help but laugh. Zheng Jing still had that leisurely posture, yet he couldn't hide the smile on his face as he stared at his phone.

  Gong Xiaoyue glanced at him with a raised eyebrow, lowered her eyelids, and rubbed the rim of the cup with her hand. A row of dark shadows appeared at the bottom of her eyes.

  As expected, the other side's nerve has been touched.

  "Where is she?"

  Neurosis, this obviously anxious tone is a bit of a blow to Gong Shao's heart. They... are so familiar with her... especially Zheng Jing. He understands her so well... and that dead kid. A little spark sets him off. How can he be so unscrupulous? Of course, Gong Shao isn't blaming Yi Yi for being "unscrupulous". The main thing is that it's really uncomfortable how well Zheng Jing understands Yi Yi.

  Let's get Wei Xiaobai to come over. Definitely need to get rid of the annoying ones first. Another round of "secret war". Who will get rid of her this time? Zheng Jing's side is taking the lead... Tsk tsk. A banquet. The dinner had just started, and both sides have already had two intense battles. Just now, it was the "Maotai gift" incident, and now another phone call incident... Cough. I know that in the future, they will be biting each other fiercely.

  "Where are you?" Cui Weiping asked her back.

  "I'm in Soho." The tone is really urgent. This thing is afraid that the Dutch sister, a drunk big mouth, will spit out all her ugly affairs, right? Must be anxious to go "intercept".

  "Hey, what a coincidence. I'm near Soho. I'll come pick you up right away. You hurry over and take care of her. Holland got drunk and doesn't know the score."

  "Uh-huh. I'll go out right away. You come over quickly." Nervous breakdown is imminent. The servant is too lazy.

  The phone hung up. "Alright, I'll go pick her up." Cui Weiping patted his butt and stood up. He turned around slightly. "I hope she won't bring Wei Xiaobai along too."

  Zheng Jing smiled and shook his head. "Zhen Zhen cares about saving face the most. Don't worry, she won't tell anyone what she's doing or where she's going."

  Gong Xiaoyue's heart tightened again.

  However, the surface was calm. After about 20 minutes, Cui Weiping went out and saw from the closed-circuit TV on the upper floor that he really left with only his bag. Wei Xiaobai was still at his table... A handsome guy in a suit whispered a few words into Gong Xiaoyue's ear. Gong Xiaoyue nodded. The handsome guy went downstairs.

  At this time, Gong Xiaoyue received a call from Hu Lai. He said he was delayed for a bit and would come later. He also asked him to tell Zheng Jing something. Just some polite words. Zheng Jing didn't think much of it. Whether he came or not wouldn't affect his plan to deal with Wei Xiaobai. Gong Xiaoyue saw the faint disdain in Zheng Jing's eyes and sneered inwardly. Hu Lai had forgotten about Gao Yi's matter. No one had mentioned it outside. Gong Xiaoyue was definitely on Hu Lai's side, and he couldn't tell Zheng Jing. Now that Gao Yi was gone, it was fine if Hu Lai came later. First, they would deal with Wei Xiaobai, that dog, and then see where he ran today.

  The upstairs. The military uniforms are already bloodthirsty and waiting for their enemies to come to their door.

  Downstairs.

  Only saw that handsome guy in a suit walking confidently to Wei Xiaobai's table.

  "Little Xiao is short. A few of them set up a card table upstairs. They're calling you to go up and make up the numbers."

  Wei Xiaobai is a regular at Suhe. Wei Xiaobai also has several familiar friends in Suhe. Often play mahjong on the second floor. The suit handsome guy is the manager of Suhe's facade. Usually familiar with Wei Xiaobai too.

  Wei Xiaobai didn't suspect him. Hua Hua said there was something at home and she had to go back first. She's already left. This is so boring. Playing cards would be fine too. He slowly got up, stretched his waist and yawned. "Ah, try my luck too." Just as he was about to move, he suddenly saw a tube of lipstick on the sofa. It was Hua Hua's, her favorite one. Smiling, he picked it up and put it in his pants pocket. He continued to stretch his waist and lazily went upstairs.

  Xiao Xiao is not a person to be underestimated. He has been playing in Suhe for two or three years and hasn't gotten into any trouble. The handsome guy in the suit is also his old friend, so he can't be fooled. It's just that this is what they call "each having their own master". In the past, you, Wei Xiaobai, had no grudges with Suhe's boss and were an honored guest of Suhe, so it was only natural to have fun and enjoy yourself. But now... you are Suhe boss's "arch-nemesis". The situation has changed, and allegiances are different. Who else would they cheat if not you? Cough, who let this be Hu Lai's territory? The handsome guy in the suit is also only loyal to Hu Lai alone, so he can only turn against you and deny knowing you.

  Wei Xiaobai slowly climbed the stairs, rubbing his neck and waist... It's quite quiet today. I should play a leisurely card... Wei Xiaobai was just thinking this when suddenly...

  "Hmm." Xiaobai grunted softly.

  Absolutely professional.

  One hand and one foot were twisted. The mouth was sealed. This was to kill someone and silence them. Absolutely, the next thing would be a knife to the neck. However... Wei Xiaobai didn't even see clearly who it was. A numbing point on the back of the neck... The person fainted.

  How could it be so indecisive? Those few imperial clansmen, although they were all officials of the Eight Banners, were also relying on their tough and unyielding nature to get by in the special forces for several years. It's not a big deal to take you down a peg. Moreover, someone like Wei Xiaobai who has been practicing his brain but not his body for months is just a spoiled rich kid. (Note: After this incident, Wei Xiaobai deeply understood a truth - with so many troops around, having only brains and no brawn won't do; one must also strengthen their body to "defend the family and the country". Ah, look, the government still has this "motivating" effect.)

  When Wei Xiaoxiao was young, her lower abdomen was injured by the enemy and she fell into a desperate situation.

  Over there.

  Cunning Cui Weiping set up another small scheme and successfully resolved the previous lie about the Dutch sister getting drunk, sending the police officer back home perfectly.

  Originally. Cui Weiping was very satisfied and drove back to Suzhou. But... who would have thought...

  You said you sometimes can't tell whether it's clear with her.

  There's a habit of hers. When she gets home, she likes to tidy up her bags and handbags. That's good. Her favorite lipstick is gone. She's anxious again. Before Cui Weiping had even walked half a mile away, the neurotic woman rushed downstairs and took a taxi to Soho. She wanted to get her lipstick back.

  Cough cough. Cough cough.

  So, no matter how well you plan everything, you still have to consider some unexpected twists and turns of neurosis. You say a tube of lipstick is nothing, but she likes it so much that she can't stop talking about it and has to get it right away.

  Then.

  Strong winds and heavy rains.

  This is killing me... How many more people's hearts will be broken?

  But. I finally understood a very common truth: good and bad fortune are interdependent. Calamity and blessing... This is one's life, after all. Don't take some things as absolute.