319: C319 To Vent His Anger

C319 To Vent His Anger

About half an hour later, Fenng Yan came out of the bathroom, his hair wet. He looked at Ye Han, who was lying on the bed. She was lying sideways, and he could not tell if she had fallen asleep.

Fenng Yan did not wake him up. He put on his clothes, picked up the key, and slowly walked out.

When he went downstairs, Fenng Yan sat in the car. He did not turn on the lights. Seeing the pedestrians on the road, he could not help but sigh. He lit a cigarette and took a light breath. The faint smell of tobacco calmed him down a little.

He didn't turn on the lights in the car. He took a puff of the cigarette and put it between his fingers to see that it was burning up.

After a while, Fenng Yan finally started the engine and dialed a number.

"Hello? Come out?"

It was as simple as always. Duan Jingran was really a little helpless. This brother of his was really. . .

Although he said that, he had been a brother for so many years. His tone sounded like he was in a bad mood and wanted to vent it out.

"Alright, where is it? A drink at the bar? "

Duan Jingran suggested, but Fenng Yan rejected it without hesitation. Now he and Ye Han were having an argument because they had drunk too much. Otherwise, there would not be so much trouble. That was why he couldn't touch wine anymore.

Fenng Yan thought for a while and said, "Let's go to the gym. "

Duan Jingran naturally did not have any objections. He was easy-going. Besides, Fenng Yan was in a bad mood now. As a brother, he naturally had to give in.

After setting the location, the two of them drove straight there.

Duan Jingran arrived two to three minutes later. By the time he arrived, Fenng Yan had already started. Beads of sweat slid down his collarbone along his sexy muscles to his lower abdomen.

If this were an ordinary gym. . . With his superb figure, he would definitely be harassed by women. Fortunately, this was unknown VIP room.

Although he said that, Duan Jingran still wanted to roll his eyes when he saw Fenng Yan's show-off look. However, he had to admit that the thin muscles on his body were really pleasing to the eyes.

Fenng Yan had heard the footsteps a long time ago. He stood on the treadmill and did not even turn back. He threw it over directly. A sentence, "What took you so long? Can you do it?"

When Duan Jingran, who was lost in thought, heard his words, his heart skipped a beat. A mouthful of blood was stuck in his throat. Wasn't he just a few minutes late? This was really too much.

Luckily, Duan Jingran knew Fenng Yan's temper, so he didn't argue with him. After all, he was a man. There would always be a few days of unhappiness every month, so he just had to follow along.

Without asking directly what had happened, Duan Jingran walked to the side and ran side by side on the treadmill.

Neither of them stopped first. One of them was fast, while the other was slow. About an hour later. Both of them were covered in sweat. Only then did they slowly stop.

"Sure, you can. "

Duan Jingran threw him a towel and wiped the sweat off his body.

Fenng Yan smiled bitterly and sighed deeply. Duan Jingran smiled. He knew his brother very well. At this moment, he needed another topic.

Therefore, Duan Jingran asked, "Why isn't he at the bar this time? This is not your personality. "

It was fine if he didn't mention the wine, but once he mentioned it, it reminded Fenng Yan of a very bad memory.

"You are still saying that if it was not for the last time when I drank, I would not be so depressed right now. "

Duan Jingran raised his eyebrows, although he was very interested in this matter and wanted her to continue.

Fenng Yan also needed a person to talk to, so naturally he had to satisfy him. Then, he roughly told her what had happened in the past.

After listening, Duan Jingran was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but laugh. "I never thought that a bloody plot like this would actually appear on you. "

Fenng Yan was also very helpless and bitter, but since the matter had already happened, what could he do?1

He was just about to ask his good friend how to coax the woman when his phone suddenly rang.

"Hurry up and answer. What are you waiting for? Aren't you afraid that your wife brought it here?" Duan Jingran teased with a smile.

Fenng Yan really hoped that it would be as he had said, so he quickly took out his phone, but it was very regrettable.

Seeing that his face was not very good, Duan Jingran did not ask him who it was that called him. However, he had more or less guessed it. Calling him at this time was nothing more than gloating over his misfortune.

Fenng Yan looked at his phone and did not answer until the other party hung up. However, the other party was persistent. There were five or six calls in total.

"Why don't you answer it?" Duan Jingran could not stand it any longer.

However, the other party obviously did not intend to listen to his suggestion and rolled his eyes at him.

"Don't worry about him. He has nothing better to do. Where were we just talking about? Continue. "

However, his phone did not give him any face. It rang again. This time, it wasn't his father who called. It was old master who called him personally.

Fenng Yan wiped the sweat off his face. He picked up a big shirt and put it on. He walked out and pressed the answer button.

As soon as the call connected, old master's confident voice was heard. At that time, no one could tell whether he was happy or sad.

"Where are you now? Hurry up and come to the hospital. "

Hospital?

Fenng Yan could not help frowning. " What's going on? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

As Fenng Yan spoke, he turned around and gave Duan Jingran a hand signal, indicating that he had something to do and would leave first. Duan Jingran made unknown OK gesture very tactfully.

Fenng Yan hurriedly walked out. Inside the phone, old master said very discontentedly, "You little bastard, you have been looking forward to me having something to do all day long, right?"

Hearing that it was not old master who was in trouble, Fenng Yan felt relieved. He breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down his pace.

"Since it's not your problem, then it's no big deal. Why don't I. . . Not go over there? "

Old master suddenly wanted to use his walking stick to beat him up. This kid.

"No way!" old master firmly refused, then paused for a moment and slowly said.

"You can do whatever you want in normal days, but this time you can't. You have to come to the hospital because Chenchen is back. "

Chenchen?

Fenng Yan was stunned for a moment. He felt as if someone had hit him in the head. He could not react in time.

After hanging up the phone, he stood in front of his car. He could not help but take out another cigarette from his pocket and slowly lit it up. This time it was different from the last time he drank it. He did not wait for the cigarette to burn out by itself but put it by his mouth.

Looking at the flickering lights in the garage, Fenng Yan stood there expressionlessly for a few minutes. His mind was filled with the messages from the phone just now.

"It's Chenchen. He's back. "

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