The lights seemed to be swaying.

The wind was particularly strong tonight, and it seemed that a storm was coming.

Mo Zhuosi's room was still on with a transparent light. He was sitting in front of his computer and reading an online novel "The Monk".

This novel is extremely interesting, combining Eastern mythological stories, and using this superficial background to tell the story of a master and apprentice traveling south to catch monsters.

It was almost early morning, Mo Zhuosi yawned and rubbed his eyes, but was not ready to go to bed.

The phone vibrates on the desktop.

He reached out and touched his cell phone. When he saw that it was Song Haoran who called, he immediately answered the phone.

"Zhuo Si, I want to talk to you about something." Song Haoran sat alone in the dark living room in pajamas, with lights on in the room.

"It's so late, you say!" Mo Zhuosi held his cell phone and put it in his ear, turned around and lay on the bed.

"I recommend a book to you. How about you review it?" Song Haoran said softly.

Mo Zhuosi immediately laughed: "This matter is easy to deal with, as long as it is not for me to buy a good review."

Song Haoran continued: "Wei Yan's book is called "Officer Xu", and it is said that it is well written."

"Okay, I'll take the time to take a look!" Mo Zhuosi agreed with a smile.

"Oh, let me tell you, my wife's sister, came to my house tonight and cried all night." Song Haoran looked helpless.

"What's the situation?" Mo Zhuosi asked curiously.

Song Haoran sighed lightly, "Emotional problem, her boyfriend slapped her in the mouth."

Mo Zhuosi glared at him and said neatly: "Score, just divide it!"

Song Haoran smiled embarrassedly and said, "The man who beats a woman does score. He is still sad after only four years of relationship."

"Hey, Lao Song, you are an emotional expert, I can't give any comments on this matter." Mo Zhuosi said, holding the pillow.

"Listen to me, do you know why she was slapped in the face?" Song Haoran asked back.

"Okay, then why do you think?" Mo Zhuosi asked patiently.

"Oh, that's what you are involved in, you, the big critic!" Song Haoran rubbed his temples and smiled.

Mo Zhuosi was stunned for a moment, and he quickly explained: "I don't know anything!"

"You don't know, but your chairman, Director Hua knows." Song Haoran continued, "To be honest, my sister-in-law's boyfriend is Wei Yan who just introduced you."

Mo Zhuosi looked confused and inexplicably pulled himself on.

"Your column is not allowed to buy positive reviews. You have told this on WeChat that my sister-in-law doesn't know about our relationship. She asked someone to find out the contact information of your chairman."

"I should first introduce myself. My sister-in-law is both Wei Yan's girlfriend and his assistant."

Mo Zhuosi blinked and nodded: "Hmm?"

"So, usually, when Wei Yan's works come out, she is responsible for finding publishers and people to promote them." Song Haoran smiled bitterly, "How could you expect that your chairman has really had bad thoughts."

Mo Zhuosi became interested and asked with a smile: "Do you want to use your hands or ask for money?"

"The money matter has not been discussed yet. I was originally given money, but my sister-in-law is beautiful." Song Haoran smiled bitterly.

"I understand!" Mo Zhuosi responded.

"She made an appointment with your chairman, came out for dinner, and had a little drink. Hua Kangbo started to touch her. She definitely didn't want to, so she wanted to leave. As a result, Hua Kangbo insisted on sending her home!" Song Haoran described it roughly.

"Hmm?" Mo Zhuosi had already figured out the picture.

"At this time, Hua Kangbo came over and took her hand and said he had to send her home. His boyfriend happened to appear."

Things suddenly became clear, Mo Zhuosi asked with a smile on his lips, "Is this a misunderstanding?"

"Yes! Forget it, even if you misunderstand, that man still took action. He hit someone without asking." Song Haoran frowned and said unhappy.

Mo Zhuosi also kept silent.

"It's probably just like that. Why do you think my aunt showed up in public? What's the result?" Song Haoran asked back: "At that time, she cried and came to my wife to complain."

"I understand, I understand!" Mo Zhuosi analyzed: "According to what you said, I think it is her girl's house, she often runs around, her boyfriend feels insecure, and there may even be rumors outside, so she thought she was caught and her temper rose directly."

Song Haoran curled his lips and said, "No, they have no public relations at all."

Mo Zhuosi choked up and asked back, "Why didn't it be made public? Didn't it be said that it's been several years?"

"So, I said this man is unreliable." Song Haoran pursed his lips.

"For any reason, I can't accept it after being together for several years." Mo Zhuosi shook his head and smiled.

"My sister-in-law admired Wei Yan very much when she was in school, that is, her boyfriend. She endured it again and again, and then she became like this now." Song Haoran explained.

Mo Zhuosi narrowed his eyes and sorted out his thoughts. He probably understood that it was the girl who found Hua Kangbo for her boyfriend. As a result, Hua Kangbo touched her. At this time, her boyfriend appeared and thought it was cheating.

"You said she was sad or not. It's almost late at night now, and she is still crying with my wife in the room. I'm already rushed to the living room." Song Haoran joked.

Mo Zhuosi laughed, "Okay, I understand this!"

Song Haoran said resolutely: "I told them all, I said that such men must be separated and it is impossible for them to support them together in the future."

"Wei Yan's "Police Officer Xu" is right? I've written it down and I'll definitely watch it carefully when I look back." Mo Zhuosi grinned and said, "Even if it's an epic masterpiece, I'll still squirt!"

Song Haoran smiled and nodded, "Next Saturday, I'll call Lao Xiao, I haven't been skating for a long time."

"Okay, just tell your sister-in-law, don't show off. As long as I take action, I will also find out the problem of the King of Heaven's article." Mo Zhuosi patted his chest and smiled.

"Okay, okay, I believe you!"

The two of them didn't talk much, so they almost hung up the phone.

Song Haoran came to the room. He looked at his wife who was lying on the bed and Tang Miaomeng who was sitting at the head of the bed to complain. He deliberately knocked on the door.

The two women's eyes immediately looked over.

"I told Zhuo Si." Song Haoran leaned against the door with his hands on his chest.

Tang Miaomeng took a deep breath, trying to say something, but she couldn't speak.

She chatted with her sister for a night and finally saw the true face of Wei Yan, but she wanted to make some ridicule.

In the past, my whole life revolved around Wei Yan, and I dreamed about the scene of him marrying myself after he became famous.

She doesn't care about the eyes of outsiders and is shameless and asks people everywhere, but in the end it turns out to be the result.

Song Haoran said: "Actually, it's not a loss to see a person clearly through this incident. Today I only called you four times, and I didn't answer it, so I didn't call you.

Tang Miaomeng couldn't help but explain to Wei Yan: "He may be busy, he will attend a class reunion tonight!"

"Class Reunion? Let me tell you, if it is really because of this, I will give him a slap when I see him in the future. What's the point!" Song Haoran couldn't help but curse.

"Okay! It's all over!" Tang Qiaoyun clapped her sister's hand and said, "If you have any questions in the future, tell me more."

Tang Miaomeng's nose was sour that she cried all night, and her tears dried up.

She nodded and sobbed, "I can."

On the other side.
Chapter completed!