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In a dark room, the occasional light was the only light.

A few waiters suddenly walked in from outside the private room. There was also a man who looked like a manager. They gathered together and looked at each other, then pointed at the tightly shut room door and whispered, "What should we do with the manager?" One of them asked, while the manager frowned, "When did he go in?"

The waiter thought for a while, then said, "I've been going in since about three days ago."

"And then he never came out?" The manager didn't sound too good.

"Aside from the time we went in to clean up, he would come out to make room. After we left, he went in and continued to order wine. It can be said that he just sat there the whole time …" The waiter explained everything. When the manager heard this, he raised his hand to knock on the door, but then suddenly stopped. The waiter couldn't help but ask when he saw his conflicted expression, "Manager, didn't you …" "He …" The waiter looked at his colleagues and saw that they were all shaking their heads, so he did not continue speaking.

The manager naturally understood what they meant. The words that he wanted to say but hesitated to continue were 'Aren't you his former husband?' This was a question that anyone would hate the most and most hated the most. It was a question that other people asked themselves, so naturally, he would not like it either.

Since he didn't want to mention why he came here, and why would he look at the fall of the 'former mister' and happily mock him? Or maybe beat 'former mister' up while he was drunk? Who allowed him to betray her?

But that was impossible. Even if 'former teacher' treated him ruthlessly, he wouldn't be able to bear it and hurt him. He wouldn't even do anything to retaliate when he was drunk.

"Manager, what's wrong?" Seeing the manager suddenly in a daze, thinking that his words had triggered the detonation of a bomb, the waiter's voice sounded shaky. After all, this manager who had a good temper had a weird temper ever since he was dumped by the people inside, he didn't want to get into trouble and lose this job.

The manager came back to his senses and looked at the waiter for a long time. Only when he saw the waiter did he finally shake his head and reply …

"Nothing."

"Do you want to go in and see him?" Another waiter could not help but ask. The manager looked back at him, "Mm, go in and bring him out." He couldn't do it himself. Because face still loved him, he was afraid of embarrassment and was afraid that he would be humiliated if he saw him fall like that.

The waiter nodded and pushed the door open. The manager suddenly reached out to stop him, but the waiter puzzledly turned his head to look at the man beside him, "Manager, do you want to go in yourself?" The manager shook his head, "No, I just want to ask him if he's been …" At this point, he couldn't ask. He reached out and grabbed the waiter's arm, causing the clothes of the waiter to wrinkle. His expression was twisted and he couldn't open his mouth anymore. All the cells in his body wanted to know the answer, but he didn't dare to ask.

When the waiter saw his expression, he instantly understood everything. He held back his laughter and replied with a stern expression, "No, he didn't find any women. He's always been by himself."

The manager stared blankly for a moment before awkwardly letting go of the waiter's hand. He turned around with his back facing everyone's gaze and shook his hand, letting out a sigh. "You can go."

Murong Shaoyang who was paralyzed on the sofa narrowed his eyes and looked around the whole room. He did not have any changes compared to a few years ago, but the lighting had changed to color, and he remembered that when he complained to someone about the monochrome flashing lights, they were not good-looking at all. At that time, they were all customers, and the other reason was because he, as a commoner, was not able to make any requests from the owner in front of him.

The man stroked his head and smiled, "Then I'll help you realize your dream." He thought that it was just a small dissatisfaction he made at that time. He thought that it was just a silly promise of his. Now, it had been fulfilled by someone. However, was the other party really him?

Murong Shaoyang shook his groggy head, the corner of his mouth raised, ridiculing his own random thoughts. Everything that happened at that time was already in the past, everything that had been decided by him had already ended, so what was there to think about now?

He raised his head and looked at the ceiling, where the lights were spinning nonstop. The round, square, rhombus-shaped lights were constantly changing and hitting the wall on the ground, while his body stretched out his hand and opened his palm. He placed his palm horizontally in front of him as if catching a jumping light, hitting his palm.

However, to him, this was the most realistic thing in the world.

When he was done, he struggled to his feet and groped around for the tilted bottle on the table. Only then did he realize that he had already finished his first order, that he had picked up a bottle gloomily and was looking at the door through the green bottle. The coloured light shone on the bottle, and in his blurry vision, he could vaguely see a few people walking in, the last one closing the door and following the others as they walked towards him.

He put down the bottle and looked at the waiters around him. "What's the matter?" he asked impatiently. The looks they gave him were enough to make him shiver.

"Sir, you're drunk. It's time to go home." The waiters looked at each other, and the last waiter, who was slightly older in grade, spoke up for everyone. Murong Shaoyang impatiently waved his hands, "What kind of joke is this? Hurry up and bring me another two dozen wine. " He got up and threw himself back on the sofa, feeling even more annoyed, but he had indeed lost all his strength … … .Especially after he had eaten nothing but wine for the past few days, he lowered his head and cursed. A waiter reached out his hand, took a glance, and put his hand on the chair with the help of the waiter.

Suddenly, his stomach spasmed. His whole body trembled, causing him to almost fall backwards. A waiter at the side hurriedly reached out to support his body. He turned his head around and smiled. "Thank you."

The waiter shook his head, "Sir, please go home quickly. We haven't dared to receive you here for so many days …"

Murong Shaoyang impatiently shook the waiter who had spoken out, and growled at him in a low voice, "Are you saying that you're afraid that I won't be able to pay for the wine?" He lowered his head and fumbled in his bag for a while, then fished out a pile of red paper. He offered his hands to the waiter and when the waiter extended his hands to receive the paper, he suddenly jumped up and laughed and threw it at the face of the waiter who had opened his mouth just now. The red paper flew in the air for a few rounds before stopping on the ground, and with a mocking smile, he looked at the stinky waiter and asked, "Is that enough? If it's not enough, I will get someone to send more cash over? " As he spoke, he took out his cell phone to make a call.

If not for his relationship with the manager being pretty good, he wouldn't even bother to bother about such a heartless person. He snorted and turned to leave, while the rest of the waiters didn't have a good impression of Murong Shaoyang, and didn't say anything more either. They only watched him wobble as he started to make calls.

As for the Su Clan …

Ma Jin sat on the sofa with a cold expression. Opposite him was a middle-aged man with a taut face.

The two of them had been staring at each other like this for several minutes, but neither of them spoke up, causing the atmosphere in the room to become tense.

Today, after finally finishing his work abroad, he suddenly heard that matter and hurriedly rushed back. Only then did he realize that it had already happened dozens of days ago, and it had started because of the man in front of him. He thought about how the Su Clan was so infuriated. And this man always treated him coldly and emotionally.

Why did he persist? Abandoning the opportunity to inherit his family's business, the family introduced the women to not a single one, and the line of sight was all on such a person for what?

Feeling his eyes filled with hatred, the man in front of him still maintained a calm and indifferent expression. This time, Clan Leader Su could not hold it in any longer and directly opened his mouth with a reproachful tone. "Where is he?!"

Ma Jin shook his head, "I don't know either." He searched for several days but still didn't find any news of that person. He was also trying hard to worry that he wouldn't express his feelings.

Clan Leader Su was obviously not satisfied with his answer, and the second sentence was to directly ask him with a low growl, "You actually said you didn't know? He always liked to rely on you, and now that he's gone missing, you still want to break off your relationship? "

Ma Jin remained indifferent, "You would also say that you want to follow me. I didn't ask him to follow me, so you have no obligation to see someone who forcefully follows you, right?" In any case, every time they spoke, their faces would be torn, and the unease they felt would add to their unhappiness. Thus, they would subconsciously retort.

Everyone was looking for him, everyone was worried.

"What do you mean?" The Clan Leader Su stood up, his own son was actually worthless to others? He stared at the man in front of him and felt as if his entire body was on fire.

Ma Jin also stood up and looked at him, "I have no obligation."

"You do." Clan Leader Su said with certainty. He fished out his mobile phone from his pocket and quickly picked it up, "I am Su Yongkang, I want to buy Gao Quan Bo's company." Ma Jin frowned slightly as he looked at the man, but didn't say anything more.

Clan Leader Su hung up the phone and sat back on the sofa, casually crossing his legs, "I did my part with you, and you have to do your part as well." Ma Jin also sat back on the sofa, "I will stay even further away from him." No, you're wrong. I have now changed my original decision. From now on, your duty is to stay by his side and protect him. However, you absolutely cannot harm him and fall in love with him. " Clan Leader Su pointed at the man opposite him without mercy, "Because people like you aren't worthy of him, because his fate is to inherit his family's business and have children." Ma Jin felt that there was no need to continue. He understood what he meant, so he stood up to leave.

Suddenly, his phone rang. He picked it up and looked at it.

'Su Yunxuan ',' Monkey ', and there was even that silly picture of him, smiling like a carefree child innocently at the camera.

Seeing this name, Ma Jin frowned, this was the name that had not appeared on his phone for the past few days.

Like him? Not sure.

Worried about him? It's true.

There was no reply.

Ma Jin opened his mouth and spoke calmly, but in the middle of his words was a strong sense of anxiety that he did not realise. His heartbeat sped up a few times, and he finally spoke out his desire.

"Hey …"