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Luxury, luxurious.

It is the only feature of Villa No. 8.

Every decoration and decoration declares the luxury of the owner of this villa and also demonstrates the ostentatious character of the villa owner.

At this time, in this living room that looks like a palace, a young man was sitting on a brightly colored leather sofa and quietly watching the news program on TV.

This is a young man with elegant temperament, not very outstanding appearance, but it gives people a strange charm. People say that women have inner beauty, but men also have it, and this young man is just one.

Although his clothes were casual, they were just a pair of cotton pants and a silk shirt. The color was also very ordinary, not bright, and even a bit old-fashioned. However, anyone who knew the identity of this young man would never feel rustic, because every piece of clothing worn by this young man was a purely handmade fine product produced by the most famous private tailor in Hong Kong and Kowloon. And it was also a man who was the number one tailor in Hong Kong and Kowloon. It was definitely not a fake that the disciples in the shop took action.

There are not twenty people who can wear clothes made by Chen Laojiu himself, but the young man in front of him is not only one of them, but also a regular customer of Chen Laojiu, and the only customer who Chen Laojiu will not be disgusted with.

This young man is no other person, but the controller of the Du family, known as the Tian family in Hong Kong and Kowloon, Mr. Du and Du Hengyu.

Everyone in the famous circle of truly upper class knows that Du Hengyu has two women, one is a master's degree student who graduated from the University of Hong Kong. He was once called the number one goddess of the University of Hong Kong. He was even officially recognized by the University of Hong Kong as the best economics and business genius in the past decade. His name is Murong Xiuxiu.

Murong Xiuxiu's outstandingness was widely spread when she left campus. Many people thought that after graduation, Murong Xiuxiu would definitely set foot in the business world and show her strengths. However, what everyone did not expect was that Murong Xiuxiu disappeared after graduation. By the time she appeared in people's sight again after half a year, she had another identity. The woman of Mr. Du, the number one business genius in Hong Kong and Kowloon, seemed to have completely given up her business talent that she had lifted, and was willing to be an unknown little woman behind Mr. Du, gentle and virtuous.

Mr. Du and Murong Xiuxiu, this pair of pairs is a perfect match in the eyes of many people, but not in the eyes of more people at the upper class. Even if they are outstanding, Murong Xiuxiu is still not qualified to be the young grandmother of the Du family. Even Mr. Du himself does not deny this. Murong Xiuxiu's existence is at best just a concubine of Mr. Du, and that's all, which is well known in the upper circles of Hong Kong and Kowloon.

At the same time, everyone is well-known. Mr. Du's second woman, Han Ying, a beautiful star who was once very popular in the music industry a few years ago but has now retreated to the second line. She only occasionally filmed a few romantic films. The opposite is that almost everyone who knows the identity and background of Han Ying does not think that she is suitable for her to be with Mr. Du.

In Hong Kong and Kowloon, the underground world is an almost semi-recognized special world. It is not as strict as the mainland, so that in the small territory of Hong Kong and Kowloon, the proportion of the underground world occupies a large area. Han Ying's father is the boss of the Justice Society, and the Justice Society is definitely the top five super clubs in the entire Hong Kong and Kowloon underground world.

"Hengyu, why are you here?"

Han Ying trotted all the way to the sofa excitedly, and threw the Kunbao in her hand casually, then rushed out and directly hit Du Hengyu's arms, smiling and indescribable happiness and excitement.

"I haven't worked much today, so I'm here." Unlike Han Ying's excitement, Du Hengyu just smiled gently and stretched out two fingers to gently pinch Han Ying's smooth face.

Han Ying didn't care and continued to ask excitedly: "Then will you go back tonight?" After saying that, he looked at Du Hengyu with two big eyes, looking forward to his face.

"Do you want me to go back?" Du Hengyu asked back, unable to help but smile. Almost every time he came here, Han Ying would ask the same question, and every time he answered the same question, but next time she would continue to ask the same question, and then make the same answer and replies by herself. It was boring, but the two of them were happy.

"Tsk, of course I don't want to. I want you to be here for me all your life, hehe!" Han Ying smiled, hugged Du Hengyu's neck hard, and rubbed Du Hengyu's head hard with her face.

This scene is exactly the same as the impression in Du Hengyu's mind, but it feels a little uncomfortable...

Because Han Ying's intimate action just held Du Hengyu's head in her arms, the same action was always the same. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, Du Hengyu's face was buried between the trembling weapons on Han Ying's chest, making people feel difficult to breathe, and it could smell a faint and seductive fragrance, with the special perfume smell on Han Ying's body and the unique body fragrance on her body. In short, it was very intoxicating. Then, Du Hengyu felt excited almost every time. Even though he knew that Han Ying was deliberately seducing and teasing him, he would directly pick up the fairy and run to the room for a big fight. Sometimes when he was excited, he would directly press Han Ying on the sofa and punish him...

But today, although Du Hengyu also felt suffocation and smelled the tempting fragrance, he did not have that eager impulse in his heart. It was not that there was no one at all, but that it was not strong. This level of stimulation could completely keep him calm.

Han Ying also felt something was wrong with Du Hengyu today.

She slowly loosened Du Hengyu's neck, looked at him strangely and asked, "Hengyu, what's wrong with you?"

Du Hengyu didn't say anything, but just smiled faintly and said, "I'm a little thirsty, go and pour me a glass of water."

"Oh!" A strangeness flashed in Han Ying's eyes, but she quickly rushed down and ran to the corner excitedly, walked back with a glass of cold boiled water.

Du Hengyu took it in his hand, but did not drink it immediately. Instead, he said to Han Ying, who was still smiling brightly in front of him: "Han Ying, sit down first, I have something to ask you."

"Hengyu, why are you so serious? What's going on?" Han Ying's eyes showed a hint of panic again, and then she sat obediently on the sofa opposite, pretending to take out her cell phone and play with it, while secretly looking at Du Hengyu's face.

Du Hengyu picked up the water cup and took a sip, then slowly raised his head, looked at Han Ying quietly for a while, and suddenly said, "Han Ying, tell me the truth, you took Miss Mu hostage, right?"

"ah?"

"Bit!"

A scream came out at the same time as the phone landed on the ground.

Han Ying raised her head in disbelief and pretended to have a smile on her face: "Hengyu, what did you say? Why can't I understand?"

Du Hengyu sighed helplessly. He was just suspicious, but Han Ying's performance gave him an answer directly, which made him helpless. He shook his head and said, "Han Ying, tell me the truth. Where did you hide Miss Mu now? Did you hurt her? Well, I want to listen to the truth. Do you know my temper, right?"

"I"

Han Ying's face finally couldn't hide its panic, especially when he heard Du Hengyu's last words, Han Ying's pink face turned pale quickly. Although this man was so outstanding, so glamorous, and even more considerate to himself. His pampering for him would unconditionally support him no matter what he did. The pampering was upgraded to a level of almost spoiling, but Han Ying knew clearly in her heart that the man in front of him was definitely not just as simple as the surface. There were many other things behind him. Maybe the naive woman Murong Xiuxiu would not realize these things, but she could not hide them from Han Ying because her background was originally a certain black color.

Du Hengyugang's tone made Han Ying's heart skip and panic appeared, because she heard that the boy was angry, not a joke.
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