[Wen Ye] My boyfriend is Hong Kong black

Chapter 6 Ordinary debt collectors

I wanted to say something more, but Mr. Dazai put his shoulders on my shoulders.

"Since this lady said so," Osamu Dazai said with a smile, "Can I take Qian Ze away first?"

Osamu Dazai didn't mind spoiling my reputation at all, instead he wanted to pull me away.

I resisted a little, and suddenly thought of Mr. Dazai's identity.

If he is from the police, is there some unexplainable reason why he wants to take me away now?

While I was hesitating, Miyamoto Nana had an ugly expression on her face.

"You, you..." The eldest lady wanted to say something, but she barely held back.

She looked at me repeatedly, and then at Osamu Dazai, who had a natural expression and hugged my shoulder affectionately, before speaking for a while.

"You can't go."

This young lady seemed to have lost her usual self-cultivation and restraint, biting her lip firmly.

She looked at me, and she seemed to be in tears again, "I really don't know, Takahashi, how could you..."

It was probably the first time in Miyamoto Nana's life that she encountered such a blow, and her favorite object was actually gay or something.

However, I don't think it is necessary for me to tolerate the willfulness of an adult woman.

I frowned, and was about to say something, but Mr. Dazai spoke first.

He looked past me, looked away, and said softly: "It seems that it's still a bit late."

What's late?

I followed his gaze and froze for a moment.

In the luxurious banquet hall, at some point, another man appeared.

The man was wearing a black suit and black gloves, and his blue eyes were emotionless.

He held the wine glass in one hand, put it in his pocket with one hand, and tilted his head to say something, with the ends of his dark hair hanging on his shoulders, showing a faint sense of displeasure.

Arrogant and indifferent, aloof, feeling... a little strange.

"It's Zhongye."

I subconsciously said that I received a message from him an hour ago that he was on a business trip in Europe.

Chuya Nakahara, my boyfriend, why did he appear here?

Before I could react, Mr. Dazai beside me grabbed my hand and raised it high.

"Qiansawa, let's say hello to Chuya!" Osamu Dazai said with a smile.

No, I don't want to make such a shameful move at all!

I tried my best to withdraw my hand, but it was strange that Mr. Dazai looked weak, but he was not weak, and he was holding me tightly.

I chatted with him, and soon attracted the attention of the person not far away.

Nakahara Chuya's gaze fell accurately, and the next moment, he lifted his foot.

"Mr. Dazai," I sighed, "do you want to fight with Chuya?"

I'm joking, although it is impossible to allow fighting in the current society, but they obviously have a bad relationship.

Mr. Dazai used me to stimulate Chuya. From such a distance, I could feel Chuya's expression sinking, as if he was not very happy.

Osamu Dazai also put down his hand: "I don't want to fight that slug, so I have to ask Qian Ze to protect me!"

I:"……"

We were chatting, and Zhongyuan Zhong had already strode up to us.

His first move was to pull me behind him, separating him from Dazai-san.

"Tsk, I just said how bad luck is today..." Zhong Yuan Zhong also said softly, "So you bastard is also here."

very dangerous.

Osamu Dazai shrugged, feeling helpless: "If Chu can appear here, so can I."

He looked over Chuya Nakahara and looked at me, "I didn't expect to meet Qian Ze by accident, Qian Ze is a very cute person."

Cute can't be used to describe boys, right?

"Being able to fall in love with such a cute child, Chuuya, you are really a blessing."

Mr. Dazai sighed in a slightly exaggerated tone, and his iris eyes were shining with complex lights that I didn't quite understand.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at him coldly, without denying: "Yes, so what?"

He said maliciously, raised his jaw, "Qian Ze is my boyfriend, I'm different from you, and Qian Ze won't have anything to do with you."

"Don't say that, have you partnered before? I'm just interested in young juniors."

Holding the wine glass, Mr. Dazai took a sip with a smile on his face, as if he was catching up with an old friend.

Although I understand them, they are definitely not such a harmonious relationship.

I couldn't listen anymore, so I tugged on Chuya's sleeve: "Mr. Dazai, there is something wrong with what you said just now."

I said seriously: "I think I am lucky to be able to associate with Zhongye."

I didn't feel like I said anything, something very, very incredible.

But Mr. Dazai coughed suddenly, coughing so much that he almost spit out the wine he had swallowed.

Chuu also pulled me back two steps in disgust, holding my hand tightly.

Mr. Dazai smiled for a long time before raising his eyes: "Chuya, you are so lucky."

Zhongyuan Zhong also paused, this time he turned his eyes away, and then said sarcastically: "I want you to talk nonsense."

He turned his head and looked at me, looking a little uncomfortable.

"You guy," he sighed, wanting to say something, but tightly clasped my fingers, "Sometimes it's really amazing."

How can you say such shameful words so casually?

I know him so well that I couldn't help but look at him in amazement.

Just because I said something, it's not a very outrageous thing, do you need to care so much?

"Speaking of which, why did you come here?" I suddenly realized this.

"Aren't you still on a business trip?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also paused, and clasped my hand even harder.

Chu Fa's man glanced at me quickly before he said, "I'll..."

"Takahashi, isn't this person your boyfriend?" Nana Miyamoto's voice sounded out of place.

She seemed to have finally calmed down, and looked at us with complicated and resentful eyes, "Isn't your boyfriend this Mr. Dazai?"

Dazai paused and looked at Chuya.

Nakahara Chuya's expression changed, and he looked at Mr. Dazai with his blue eyes.

"Miss, I didn't say I was Qian Ze's boyfriend, did I?"

Dazai opened his mouth without changing his face and said, "Even if such a beautiful young lady slanders me like this, I will be sad."

"Tai, Zai, Zhi."

Chuya Zhongyuan called out his name word by word.

He clenched his fists and sneered, "I knew it, you rotten mackerel, you are still..."

"Qiansawa! Help!" Mr. Dazai immediately looked at me.

I don't know why, but I feel rationally that Zhong also won't hurt him, but my intuition is different.

It's like feeling a very dignified, indescribable sense of danger in the air.

I coughed and said dryly, "Stop arguing, or let's settle the matter in front of us first?"

He squinted at me, and after a while, he snorted.

There is no confirmation, but this appearance obviously agrees to me, and I am too lazy to say anything.

I comforted him, and then looked at Miyamoto Nana: "Sister Miyamoto, this is my boyfriend."

Up to now, there is nothing to hide, and I will try my best to bear any consequences.

It is impossible for me to wrong Zhongye because I am worried about these messy things, or what.

"This is my boyfriend, Nakahara Chuya."

Nana Miyamoto stared at our handshake and said in a low voice, "It's disgusting."

Undisguised, more natural intimacy than when pretending to be Dazai-san.

At first glance, it is unreserved, loving each other wholeheartedly, a relationship of lovers.

My expression remained unchanged: "Senior Miyamoto, I hope you can be more rational and stop saying that."

I have nothing to do with Miyamoto Nana, at most it is a relationship that I rejected.

Nakaya looked at Miyamoto Nana thoughtfully for a while, then laughed lowly.

"Miyamoto Nana," he said in a very relaxed tone, "the only daughter of that old man Miyamoto?"

He laughed, but there was no smile in his blue eyes: "Even for a lady, it is too rude to say such rude things."

I intuitively felt that Chuya wanted to say something dirty, but he restrained him.

Qing Si stood behind Gong itself, winking at me desperately.

"Is your boyfriend dying? You actually said that to the Miyamoto Zaibatsu!" That's what he meant.

I was also a little surprised, because I think Zhong is not such a person.

His bad temper is rarely shown, most of the time he is calm and capable, very reliable.

Nana Miyamoto obviously didn't think so: "You insulted me and my father."

Her face turned blue with anger, "Who do you think you are? Even if you show up at my birthday party..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also chuckled.

It wasn't the first time I saw him smile, but it was the first time I met him on this occasion.

Even if he was going to attend various occasions on behalf of the company, Chuya's expression was very different.

It's different from the usual cheerful laugh, and it's also different from the helpless smile that sometimes makes me joke.

I can't tell the exact difference.

"Damn things!"

I was taken aback, and saw Mr. Miyamoto striding over.

Before Nana Miyamoto could cry, Mr. Miyamoto gave Zhongya a [-]-degree gift directly.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, I have no way to teach my son, I'm sorry!"

I:"……"

Qing Si: "..."

Dazai-san narrowed his eyes and smiled, not surprised at all.

Things seem to be developing in a direction that I didn't expect at all?

President Miyamoto suddenly appeared, unlike the calm middle-aged man just now, his face was ugly.

"Zhong, Mr. Zhongyuan," his expression was almost nervous, "the little girl is not sensible, she didn't mean it..."

Zhong didn't pay much attention to him, just responded with a few words casually.

But despite his perfunctory attitude, Mr. Miyamoto became more and more uneasy, and even apologized to me.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Takahashi, I didn't teach my daughter well, it's all her fault."

Mr. Miyamoto's forehead was covered with cold sweat, as if he was about to die, "We don't know... we don't know anything."

Even if it is, even Zhong is an identity that needs to be treated with caution, isn't this reaction too exaggerated?

I really couldn't hold back my complaints, why is Miyamoto-san so scared as if he was going to die?

I know this metaphor is ridiculous, but the reality is so ridiculous.

Nana Miyamoto was still sobbing, and was slapped hard by her father just now.

She probably has never been wronged like this in her life, and she was held down by her father, who wanted to come and apologize to me and Zhongye.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Takahashi-san, Mr. Nakahara..."

I really couldn't stand the girl's cries, so I pulled Zhongye.

"Let's go," I looked at him, "you're tired."

Even Zhong Yuanzhong maintained a cold expression, looking extremely handsome.

But I still know him better, his spirit is already very exhausted, just suppressed.

Zhong didn't reject me either, and under normal circumstances, he wouldn't reject me.

"Well, let's go."

We left the banquet hall grandly, together with Mr. Dazai.

"After all, the task is completed, there is no need to stay."

Mr. Dazai insisted on taking our ride, but I hesitated for a while, but he rushed to get on it.

Mr. Dazai smiled and said, "Thank you Qian Ze for being able to go so smoothly."

"Me?" I paused, "I didn't do anything, did I?"

"No, you helped a lot, like suppressing the dragon..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also slammed on the brakes and stopped in front of the traffic lights.

Without turning his head, he knocked on the steering wheel impatiently, "Mackerel, if you talk so much nonsense, get the hell out of here."

"Don't forget that you were able to squeeze into the car thanks to Qian Ze's kindness."

Once these two people quarreled, the atmosphere would become very dangerous, so I immediately changed the subject.

"The attitude of the Miyamoto family is very strange," I looked at Chuya, "I didn't expect to apologize."

After all, it was Miyamoto's family, and the series of things that happened tonight were all weird.

From Mr. Dazai's appearance, to meeting Chuya who returned home early, to now.

Mr. Dazai laughed easily: "Isn't this a matter of course? After all, it is extremely dangerous..."

"Osamu Dazai."

Zhongyuan Zhong also interrupted him in a cold voice, and then glanced at me quickly.

"Qian Ze, you know what our company does, right?" He paused, then continued, "Miyamoto's family is fine on the surface, but they actually owe our company a lot of money."

"He's not afraid of me or anything like that. I've asked them to collect debts before. Ah, of course I used legal means. They feel ashamed, and it's only natural for them to be nervous."

The author has something to say:

Nakahara Chuya (iron): I have been collecting debts before, I owed a lot of money to the mafia, and I used dark methods. I have been asked several times by the order of the leader. Today, I was going back to China early to solve the head of the Miyamoto family. of.