After reconciling with my ex, I became extremely popular.

Chapter8

It was almost late at night. The atmosphere in the club was hot, with colorful lights crisscrossing. Outside the club, insects chirped and cicadas sang, and the cold moonlight spilled down.

"Boss, it's done."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Wang Lin hung up the phone and kept looking at Tao Feng who was standing at the boundary of light and shadow with his head slightly raised. Today he was wearing a black shirt with the hem tucked into his belt. The pure black trousers outlined his two straight and slender legs. The wing tattoo was on his neck, and the end was hidden in the collar, vaguely indistinguishable.

The collar of the shirt was pulled open to dissipate heat. From the fluffy chestnut head to the slightly pursed thin lips, from the protruding Adam's apple to the clearly defined collarbone, every inch of him exuded restless hormones.

Wang Lin could even imagine the fine beads of sweat hanging on it, just like every time he finished playing basketball before.

He was sitting in the booth behind a door. Looking at Tao Feng's back as he hurriedly got into a taxi and drove away, he curved his lips imperceptibly.

Jiang Chi was a bit lacking in brains. Seeing Boss Wang go downstairs, he was liberated at once and happily rushed into the dance floor. At this time, he was hugging left and right and was so high that he couldn't find his way.

But Shan Yang was different. His temperament was somewhat similar to Wang Lin's. He was smart and shrewd. When the three of them were together, it was often him and Wang Lin who had more in common to talk about.

He took a sip of whiskey in his cup, frowned and said with a somewhat ambiguous tone: "That person just now looks very familiar."

Wang Lin's eyelids drooped slightly.

Shan Yang: "The one from high school?"

He still had an impression of Tao Feng. It was not because the other party was so famous or powerful, but because this person had a great influence on his brother.

Not long after starting high school, Wang Lin seemed to be possessed by something one day. He began not to let the driver pick him up and didn't often go out to play with them anymore. Every day he rode a small bicycle and pulled his school uniform neatly up to his neck, looking like a model student.

Before long, Shan Yang suddenly saw Wang Lin beside Tao Feng. After not seeing him for a while, he seemed to have become even stranger.

When Tao Feng had a basketball game, Wang Lin would sit in the first row holding water. When Tao Feng had to clean up on duty, Wang Lin would stand outside the classroom waiting for him with his schoolbag. This person actually let Tao Feng rub his hair. He was so obedient that it almost made Shan Yang's eyes pop out. Every day he and Jiang Chi hid in the corner and gnawed handkerchiefs.

Life was so unfair.

Wang Lin had a cold temperament since he was a child. The complexity of his family environment** that it was very difficult for him to open up to others. You know, even brothers who grew up together didn't have this treatment.

But he felt that Wang Lin was really happy. Although his expression was still faint, his eyes seemed to hide stars every day. Since the rift between Mr. and Mrs. Wang appeared, he hadn't seen Wang Lin smile like this for a long time.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. The stars soon went out.

"Yes."

Wang Lin lowered his eyes and lit a cigarette and held it between his fingers. The scarlet fire flickered. In fact, he rarely smoked usually. But in the past two days since he returned to China, every time he saw Tao Feng, every blood vessel and every cell in him seemed to be bitten by thousands of ants. Only the choking nicotine could temporarily suppress it.

Seeing that the other party was still calm and indifferent, Shan Yang gritted his teeth and still couldn't help expressing his concern: "What are you doing? What does his going to a nightclub have to do with you? You actually went to the trouble of calling someone to take him away."

Wang Lin looked up and met Shan Yang's gaze. The latter was startled by the hidden gloomy emotion in his eyes: "Brother Lin, what I said to you is from the bottom of my heart. Why were you willing to be sent abroad by Uncle Wang? Chi Zi doesn't know, but I can guess seven or eight points. It's been eight years. Are you still not able to let it go?"

Wang Lin paused slightly in his movements and pressed out the cigarette in the ashtray. There was no expression on his face: "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

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Sitting in the taxi, Tao Feng was thinking very seriously and earnestly whether he should go to a temple to burn incense and change his luck recently.

The apartment building where he lived was in the prosperous third ring road of Huacheng. The infrastructure was complete and the green environment was pleasant. Three streets away was the police station in that area. It was a place where one could live happily with family or live alone freely and comfortably. It was simply the king of cost performance among communities.

But such a feng shui treasure land that could "beat" the financial center and "kick" the police station in the area was actually burglarized today.

Before Tao Feng had finished dancing for a while, the security guard of the community made a series of urgent calls. The voice said anxiously that the alarm bell in his house suddenly rang and asked the homeowner to come back quickly.

Damn. At least leave his video discs and records.

He sent a WeChat message to Qin Xiao to explain. Holding the phone, he imagined a series of** scenes of his house being ransacked. As a result, as soon as he got out of the taxi, he was completely stunned.

There was no expected police line sealing the scene, nor indignant residents gathered at the bottom of the building. There was only a police motorcycle with a small flashing light standing quietly at the entrance of the community.

And the security guard and the local policeman were sitting in the guard room downstairs, chatting while watching a small TV. They were just short of holding a handful of melon seeds.

Tao Feng: ".......?"

The local policeman had sharp eyes. From a distance, he saw someone crossing the road. When he saw Tao Feng's appearance clearly, he immediately walked out of the guard room. His expression was a bit nervous: "Hey, what are you doing?"

He was assigned to this place just after graduating from the police academy. The most things he did every day were to resolve neighborhood disputes and help uncles and aunts catch cats and walk dogs. The occasional** youths all had colorful messy hair and smoked all day without any proper behavior.

But this person in front of him, with this outfit and this temperament. According to his years of experience watching police and gangster movies—kind of dangerous.

Tao Feng was having a great time dancing but was forced to come back. And he also saw this local policeman chatting idly. So his expression was also a bit unhappy. Frowning, he said coldly: "Who are you?"

"Hey."

The young policeman was provoked by this tone. Holding the badge on his chest, he took a few steps forward bravely: "I am the policeman in charge of this area. In the middle of the night, you'd better not do any illegal things!"