Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

He walked towards Wen'an Pavilion, turned around and sat down on the sofa, his face was extremely ugly, and he threw the white cloth aside with a flick of his hand.

"Master." The butler came out in his nightgown. Seeing Wenshui's temper, he held a glass of water and handed it to him. He said respectfully, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Wenshui glanced at him coldly and remained silent.

"Master, you are..." The housekeeper secretly wiped his sweat, bent down to pick up the white cloth, spread it out and prepared to fold it.

The butler's hands were stiff, he looked at the water and asked respectfully: "Master, is this... yours?"

Wenshui was irritated, turned around with a pillow, lay on his side, and ignored him.

The butler stood there and quickly handed the things into Wenshui's arms. He turned around and ran to the kitchen. He came out with a bowl of soup and said to Wenshui: "Master, drink the soup and you'll be fine!"

Wenshui sat up and took a sip of the soup.

"What is this?" Wenshui took a bite and felt that he couldn't stop biting. He threw the bowl aside and said coldly: "What did you give me to eat?"

"The beef/whip soup strengthens the kidneys." The butler lowered his head, held the bowl, handed it to his mouth, and said, "Master, it's good for your health to eat more."

Wenshui raised his head silently, his fair and demonic face filled with pain. The tall bridge of his nose wrinkled slightly, and two streams of heat slowly dripped from his nostrils.

"Didi" blood dripped down his nostrils and onto the bowl.

"Master, you..." The housekeeper looked at it, frightened.

Wenshui reached out and touched his nose. He calmly reached for something and wiped his face. The housekeeper was frightened and backed away. He lowered his head in embarrassment and said softly: "Master, you..."

Being pointed at by the housekeeper and still suffering from a nosebleed, I asked for water and stood up.

Suddenly he felt something was wrong. He looked down at the thing in his hand, spread it out and glanced at it. He let go and the white cloth fell to the ground. He whispered: "What is this?"

"This... Young Master, this... looks like a bellyband." The butler's voice was a little low, and a bodyguard happened to walk in. Hearing the butler's voice, he came forward.

"..." Wenshui cracked his knuckles as he listened. Thinking of the nosebleed he had just wiped, he was stunned for a few seconds, then stepped forward to grab it, recalling that figure.

"Could it be her?" A trace of astonishment flashed across the handsome face of the Wenshui monster.

He turned around and ran outside, took his cell phone, called up the surveillance camera, and saw the figure leaving in the direction.

Wenshui took long strides and ran towards the road. In the alley not far away, the light reflected the figure. He stood there, laughing dumbly.

"You are really not dead." Wenshui's heart suddenly burst into flames.

She was assassinated that night. In order to block the weapon, she fell into the river. He was rescued by Xiao Mohan. Although there was nothing on the surface, he was suffering from pain inside and never stopped searching.

It's a pity that that woman has been wiped out of the world, and there is no way to find out.

"Damn woman, I don't have to settle this account with you." Wenshui strode forward and saw a hint of white at the corner of his clothes.

Wenshui stood there, rubbing his hands, his handsome face flushed with excitement.

He coughed deeply and cleared his throat. He rushed forward with long strides, handsomely threw the phone into his pocket, turned around and rushed in, reaching out to hug him from behind.

"Don't move." Wenshui's deep voice was filled with tenderness.

His strong arms stretched forward and hugged her tightly, with the evil handsome face pressed against his back and his fingertips tightened.

"..." Zhou Zihao stood there with his waist straight, silently looking down at the hand on his abdomen. His whole body was hugged tightly, and his honest face changed color.

Zhou Zihao gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand to hold Wenshui's hand, and clasped it behind his back.