Transmigrating Into The Villain Sickly Childhood Friend (MTL)

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.