Chapter two hundred and fourteen, Entrapment

Sitting in a high-rise office, Xi Bocheng sits at a floor-to-ceiling window in the middle of the city, completely overlooking the city at night. Xi Bocheng holds a sheet of paper in his hand, his face expressionless, a change from daily cynicism, with, only a face of disdain.

The man who had been talking behind him, getting more and more agitated, looking directly at his back, beads of sweat on his Pale temples, his body moving with anger, his hands clenched in fists, xi Bocheng heard his uncle more and more excited, mouth hanging a trace of a smile.

Hear the mobile phone message on the desk prompt, Xi Bocheng just slowly turn around, pick up the mobile phone, by the way looked up at the present second uncle.

See Su late returned his message, smiling slightly on the face, repose in the seat of peace of mind.

Xi Yuan looked at the boy in front of him, now he does not need them, he is no longer the original him, he can now so do not put himself in the eye, not consciously grasp the anger of the hand more tightly.

The old rules of the Xi Family should be more tolerant of their elders, but unfortunately, Xi Yuan Sige was investigated by Xi Bo Cheng and they actually embezzled public funds.

Xi Bocheng has decided to teach them a lesson. They can not be allowed to do so again.

"Is my uncle here today to make an accusation? "

Xi Yuan looked at Xi Bo Cheng, whose face was gradually turning cold, and wanted to talk to him with integrity, but he was able to get to this position by means of iron and blood. There was nothing for him to fear at Xi Jia. He simply shut up in anger, no comment.

"whatever your purpose in coming here today, I just want you to know that there are no moths in this house. "

At this moment, Xi Bo Cheng, sitting on a chair in a black suit, is full of vigor and power. Under the light, his facial features appear particularly delicate and profound, which makes people amazed. At the same time, the air-conditioning of his whole body radiates, a sense of distance and distance can be intimidating.

The middle aged greasy man pushed open the door of the office and walked out, spitting, gnashing his teeth and leaving.

On Song Zhishu's side, the song family's fight finally came to an end. However, Song Dashu and Song Lishu, the brothers, have been good at playing tricks since they were small children. For Song Zhishu today, they worship and fear, and are young, with an iron and bloody hand to the turmoil of the song family back from the dead, a drastic reform will be its mole one by one to pull out, less than half a year, they let everyone convinced, shock others.

The city in addition to Xi Bo city is also him, Song Dashu Song Lishu decided to deal with Song Zhishu.

"You may rest assured that since it is a matter to be discussed, I will certainly take care of it properly. "

The other side hung up the phone, Song Dashu showed a cruel and crazy smile, looking at the dark night sky, like a Mengbeast, lying down waiting for the appearance of prey.

The failure of the last few Song Dashu Song Lishu learned the lesson, decided to start again, they use the honey trap close to Song Zhishu.

In a high class apartment, a Gorgeous woman sits on a sofa, holding a goblet in one hand, with a glass of wine dangling from it, and a mobile phone in the other, opposite her is Song Zhishu, the man looked down at the woman who was almost on edge.

Song Zhishu, know that the present small bamboo, is the trump card sent by the two, the surface does not show traces, why not a Entrapment, leaning on the arms of small bamboo, by her hand to go out.

"where are we going? "

Suddenly raised his head, looking around, some confused looking at the women around.

"I'll take you home. "

Song zhi-shu's confused murmuring.

"Home... where's my home? I don't have one anymore. "

At this very moment, the man is already in love. The expression on his face gradually became sad, and he burst into tears: "I don't want to go back, I have no home, I don't want to go home! They don't want me! "

A few people passing by looked at the pain of Song zhi-shu and the beautiful women around, pointing at them, whispering, but do not know the Song zhi-shu drama is too much.

Embarrassed, quickly comfort: "Do not go home, do not go home, where do you want to go? I go with you. "

Shōtake looked at the man in front of her, so lost, then took out her cell phone and made a phone call. A few minutes later, two hotel managers arranged by the Song Brothers rushed over.

The two brothers looked at the man nestled in the arms of small bamboo, mutually smile, arranged little brother led by small bamboo and Song Zhishu came to a large suite.

"Don't worry, bamboo, this room is so quiet that no one will disturb you. Enjoy yourself. "

Xiaozhu because drink red wine, and the small face that supported this big man to walk all the way is to become red.

Looking at two people a smiling face of flatteringly, small bamboo frowns a way.

"Song's request is that I make trouble and need to spend the night here, not the way you think. "

"Yes, yes, yes, Libeled Lady, they will never say anything. "

"My dear little woman, bamboo. "

Song Zhishu suddenly shouted, arms around Xiaozhu's neck.

"Are you ready? I WANT TO SLEEP! "

To see two managers clap their hands.

"Then we'll leave you alone and finish the job. "

Close the door, put Song Zhishu on the bed, small bamboo sitting on the bed, face to turn shy to stretch out his hand, Untied Song Zhishu clothes.

And then he took off his Tuxedo...

Take out a cell phone to take a picture, put on a good mosaics, in a hurry to put on clothes, looking at the side of the already sleeping man, just relaxed vigilance, lying on the bedside, because no alcohol, he soon fell asleep.

At this moment, however, she heard the breathing of the woman beside her. She couldn't bear it, even though it was Entrapment, but it couldn't be like this, song Zhishu had no choice but to rush into the shower, cold water beating on his skin, trying to keep himself awake.

......

Strange, it's only right to put your cell phone on the pillow before you go to sleep. Xiao Zhu turned his head sideways. Strange, it's not on the pillow. Besides, when he got up, he saw that the source of the sound was in his clothes, while his clothes hang in a closet on one side.

Small bamboo lay down again, the head is good dazed, still have some headache, how can this be?

Close your eyes and carefully recall, right, yesterday is the completion of the task assigned by Song, I seem to accompany Song Zhishu drank a whole glass of red wine, after the picture there are some fragments, one after another do not remember.

The phone rang again.