"Fuck," Sun Wenqu lies on the bed and doesn't think about it anymore. "I have done so many things in my life. The first time an outsider dares to say such things to me, which is a little bit worse."

"How about it, what about the outsider," Ma Liang smiled and leaned against the bedroom door with a cigarette in his mouth, "What, what should I do?"

"I'll draw another set," Sun Wenqu looked at the ceiling, "I think it's almost meaningful, but it's definitely not the same as him, but it's really almost meaningful..."

"Ask Qu," Ma Liang took a sip of cigarette, "I like you, I like you."

"How do you lie on the bed without clothes?" Sun Wenqu tsk, "I knew you and Hu Yuanyuan are married."

"Get out," Ma Liang was happy, "I'll ask you, if you have another set of things, that person will still say bad things, and you're almost impressed...what should I do?"

"Then I won't do it anymore," Sun Wenqu said, "You ask him to find someone who is not that bad. How big the face is, I will endure it if I pull something else from me. Tell Tao and go fuck me."

Ma Liang didn't say anything, but looked at him with a cigarette in his mouth and smiled.

"Hey, you're so annoying," Sun Wenqu sat up and thought for a while. "No need to worry about what he said at that time. I just saw the one I was satisfied with, and I would do it directly..."

Ma Liang raised his head suddenly and the cigarette almost fell off.

"Oh no, you do it...or ask someone to do it directly," Sun Wenqu got out of bed and said while putting on his clothes, "I don't think he can see pictures, so it's not that bad if he makes it."

"Yes." Ma Liang replied.

"Let's go, get slut." Sun Wenqu went to wash his face, took a yogurt and went out while drinking it.

Today is Zhang Lin’s birthday party, so I have to go.

Ma Liang drove, and when he arrived outside Li Bowen's bar, he stopped but didn't get out of the car, looking at him.

"What do you want to say?" Sun Wenqu also looked at Ma Liang.

"I feel like you're going to... cause trouble tonight," said Ma Liang.

"Is that right?" Sun Wenqu smiled.

"I know you too much," Ma Liang pointed at him, "You came to Li, Li Bowen."

"What do you want," Sun Wenqu curled his lips, "Don't let me in?"

"Let me," said Ma Liang, "but today is Zhang Lin's birthday, don't smash her place."

"Don't worry, I have to have a meal first, and have fun," Sun Wenqu smiled, "What about?"

"It's gone," Ma Liang opened the car door, "I have to help you, or maybe you can ask him to take it away and clean it up."

"How about saying I love you so much?" Sun Wenqu patted Ma Liang's shoulder and got out of the car.

In fact, Zhang Lin’s birthday is not very special, but the reason for the gathering of these people. As soon as she sat down, Zhang Lin shouted: “Don’t wish you a happy birthday, don’t wish you don’t wish you…”

"Happy birthday." Sun Wenqu said leaning against the chair.

"Sun Wenqu, you will ask me to beat me sooner or later!" Zhang Lin pointed at him, "Are you upset?"

"A man of 30 is still so beautiful, so he should be proud."

"Oh my God," Zhang Lin quickly covered her face and said with a smile, "It's great that this bastard doesn't like women."

A group of people made a mess in the private room, sat down and started drinking and singing to make fun of each other.

Luo Peng brought the wine and Sun Wenqu drank some. It felt good. Some of them talked and sang. He was so noisy that he never met Li Bowen's eyes.

Li Bowen kept looking at him. He even made several remarks when he was talking to others. Sun Wenqu was too lazy to pay attention to him, and he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on in the end, so he had to beat Li Bowen up.

But Li Bowen was quite persistent, and finally walked over with a glass of wine and sat next to Sun Wenqu: "Yunqu, you and your father... are okay."

Sun Wenqu suddenly became annoyed. He just didn't want to talk about this in front of such friends. But Li Bowen's voice was quite loud. The few people chatting next to him turned their heads: "Yunqu, have you had a quarrel with the old man again?"

Sun Wenqu didn't say anything and took a sip of wine.

"Nothing happened," said Li Bowen, "Isn't this the old man thinking of asking Wenqu to go back to help, he refused."

"If you ask the Qu, don't twist your father..." someone advised him.

"It's not that simple." Sun Wenqu was filled with anger. The relationship between him and his father, not to mention an outsider, he couldn't even understand it himself. He was not willing to mention it more, and everyone didn't ask too much.

Now, after Li Bowen summarized it, it has changed all the flavor.

"Anyway, now the old man has cut off the grain from Wenqu, so we don't let him borrow money from Wenqu, and I want to force him to force him." Li Bowen sighed.

"Who did I ask?" Sun Wenqu didn't want to turn against Li Bowen at this moment, but he really couldn't suppress his anger.

"As soon as the economy is blocked, you must borrow it if you have no money, your dad will count." Li Bowen frowned.

"If you really want to borrow it secretly, you can't find it." Someone said.

"Who knows, it's better not to borrow it first. If the old man knows, he will be even more angry." Li Bowen said.

"Fuck," Ma Liang didn't say anything. After hearing this, he took out his wallet from his pocket, drew a card and put it in Sun Wenqu's hand, "Your password is your birthday."

Then he looked at Li Bowen: "My fucking Ming, Ming, let me see what the old man can do, how can I know."

"Liangzi, why bother with you?" said Li Bowen.

"He wants to know, know, that's what you said," Ma Liang pointed at him, "Just, you are the most fucking capable of doing the fucking thing."

"Hey hey hey," Luo Peng hurried out to smooth things over, "What's wrong with that?"

"Bowen, come out." Sun Wenqu felt that he couldn't stay anymore, so he got up and walked out of the private room.

"No, if you and Liangzi have any opinions about me, just say in front of everyone," Li Bowen also stood up, "We grew up together, why do I watch everyone of you?"

"Yes, yes," someone got up and asked Qu, "What is this? Bowen and you two have a relationship. Bowen has nothing to do with you. Liangzi, you are really saying, what are you saying?"

"To be honest." Ma Liang sat down without moving.

"Ask the Qu," Li Bowen said with a depressed look on his face, "Do we have any misunderstandings? Tell me carefully, if I have any bad things, you can..."

Before Li Bowen could finish his words, Sun Wenqu had already punched him in the nose.

Everyone in the box was stunned. Li Bowen covered his nose and shook it. When he took his hand away, blood flowed out of his nose.

"Oh my God! What are you doing?" Zhang Lin shouted.

Sun Wenqu didn't say anything and punched Li Bowen's second punch in the face. Li Bowen staggered on the sofa behind, looked at him with shock, and said with some difficulty: "Yunqu, what's wrong with you!"

"You know it yourself!" Sun Wenqu pointed at him, and when he wanted to pounce on him, he was pulled by several people.

After a group of people came to their senses, they all came over to stop Sun Wenqu who wanted to break free. Sun Wenqu had a bad temper and had done all the things that were overturned the table and cursed people, but they had never attacked anyone.

This time, not only did he do anything, but he still posted a blog post to Li Li, who was absolutely unique to everyone's hearts.

"What's wrong? Ask Qu, why are you so impulsive!" A group of people pulled him and persuaded him. The girls there quickly took tissues to wipe Li Bowen's blood.

"Let me go!" Sun Wenqu roared.

No one let go.

Ma Liang, who had been sitting on the sofa, stood up, picked up a beer bottle in one hand, smashed it down at the coffee table, and then walked over with two bottles of stubble in his hand: "Let him go."

This move made everyone stunned and subconsciously let go of Sun Wenqu's arm.

Li Bowen pushed Zhang Lin away, who was rubbing blood on him, and suddenly tilted to the side, trying to avoid the kick Sun Wenqu kicked him in the stomach.

Sun Wenqu kicked him empty, but soon grabbed his arm and dragged him up, punching him in the stomach: "Don't pretend to be innocent with me! Are you tired of acting? I'm so tired of watching it!"

After a few punches, Li Bowen finally stopped hiding, mainly because Ma Liang slapped there, and no one could come to fight for a while.

He struggled and jumped up and pushed Sun Wenqu, then kicked him over: "I'm blind! My best friend is just treating me!"

Sun Wenqu is not very good at fighting, but at least he spends time in the gym every day. Before entering the mountain, he went to the gym to see shirtless men every day. People like Li Bowen who basically does not exercise are not his opponents.

After a few strokes, Li Bowen was pulled on the ground by him and pressed him on the collar.

"I'm not your best friend," Sun Wenqu punched him in the face again, "Your best friend is yourself!"

The door of the private room was pushed open, and several security guards and waiters rushed in and pulled Sun Wenqu aside. However, because everyone knew that Sun Wenqu was their boss' "best friend", when they saw Li Bowen with blood on his face, no one dared to attack Sun Wenqu directly, but just quickly helped him up: "Brother Li, this..."

"Has it been even? Are you relieved?" Li Bowen wiped the blood from his face and looked at Sun Wenqu.

"I can't calm down," Sun Wenqu stared at him, "What have you done and said, you know in your heart that others can say that we have misunderstandings, only you, and me, know that there is no misunderstanding between us!"

"Ask Qu, ask Qu," Luo Peng came over and hugged Sun Wenqu's shoulder, "You're too heavy to do it, why is this going like this!"

"I'm so tired of listening to others' explanations, and the annoying thing about it," Sun Wenqu looked at the people in the box, "It doesn't matter what others think about me, so you can do whatever you want."

The private room was very quiet, and I didn’t even know when the music sounded gone. Sun Wenqu pointed at Li Bowen: “I just need you to know, I’ll be with you, I smiled at you. I gave Uncle Li’s face, I’ve been tolerant enough.”

Ma Liang threw half of the bottle in his hand to the ground and walked out of the box with Sun Wenqu.

"Your hands are fine, right?" Sun Wenqu asked while sitting in the car.

"No," Ma Liang glanced at him, "You're throwing away all these friends?"

"Just throw it away, so that those who are gone will not be considered friends." Sun Wenqu lowered his head.

"I'm going to give it back." Ma Liang said.

"Damn," Sun Wenqu was overjoyed and threw the card back to Ma Liang, "Is the password really my birthday?"

"You think, it's beautiful," Ma Liang tweeted, "It's my daughter-in-law, my wife's birthday."

"It's so good to act," Sun Wenqu smiled so hard that he pressed his forehead again, "Did you drink a lot of wine?"

"Hmm, quite a lot," Ma Liang handed him the car key, "Do you drive?"
Chapter completed!