The car stopped at the door of a restaurant. Brucille dressed like a hotcake seller. It was estimated that this high-end and decent restaurant would not let him in.
Sure enough, he swaggered to the door, but was refused by the man at the door who was not properly dressed.
Along with him, he was rejected by pets, such as dogs.
The brother with the tie put the dog into the cage next to it, and Brucille returned to the opposite side of the road and stood there quietly.
Two hours later, Young Master An came out alone. What made Brucille confused was why he lost his woman after having a meal. Did he not bring money to force the women into the restaurant?
Thinking of this, Brucille couldn’t help but shudder. Rich people’s expenditures were really different from ordinary people. Brucille did not give up and followed him to Young Master An’s villa.
The villa was installed with an electronic door. Brucille saw Young Master An parking the car in the yard from a distance. He was ready to start from this strong camphor tree, climbed to the branch and went straight through the window of the second floor.
Sometimes, it was not necessarily a good thing to have such a good green coverage. The ladder used by the tree and thieves to go up to the second floor was saved.
Brucille tiptoed into the bedroom. The house was relatively clean, and it should be led by the aunt. He heard the voice of a middle-aged woman.
“Young Master An, you are back.”
“Aunt Fang, I still have an important wine party to get me a set of clothes. I’m not going.”
Brucille had a bad feeling as he heard footsteps. This woman called Aunt Fang was walking towards the bedroom upstairs. He could only quietly hide behind the curtain.
Fortunately, the look in Aunt Fang’s eyes was not very good. She did not find Brucille. What he heard was that Childe An was about to leave for a party. It seemed that he followed.
After a while, Brucille came to the bar together. In the bar, he saw the blonde girl again. He didn’t expect that the two were not breaking up. They just parted for a short time.
The moment they met, they became completely attached to each other, like long-lost siblings.
Brucille felt sick in his heart. He thought that Hong Yueqing, who was still lying in the morgue, was really not worth it for her. This kind of man didn’t even deserve to carry her shoes. How could he say the name of his fiance?
The two glasses of wine settled Brucille’s mood, and the unhappiness in his heart gradually dissipated. He had already had a perfect plan, and he believed that they must have made a solemn vow to each other when they were engaged.
For example, the heaven-and-earth was connected with no edge of the mountain. You were the wind, and I was the sand. They were entangled to the end of the world… and so on. Perhaps they could not be born on the same day and month, but hoped to die on the same day.
Although he couldn’t die on the same day, Brucille could at least make them die closer. This made Young Master An look like he died for love.
Perfect.
Sometimes a few alcohol could stimulate people’s brain and put it in a state of high-speed operation to come up with more perfect ideas.
When Brucille finished his last glass of wine, the man and the woman left the bar.
When this blonde came out of the private room, she was not properly dressed, and her hair was messy like a chicken nest. Young Master An’s neck left a mark with flames and red lips, which proved how fierce they were just now.
The two left the bar, but at this time, the Maserati might not be able to drive Brucille and do something to the wheels. Young Master An kicked on the tire and said, “Damn it, who did it?”
“Young Master An, forget it. It’s just a trivial matter. Don’t ruin your interest. Let’s take a taxi.”
Brucille passed them with half a cup of black milk tea.
“Oh, my god.”
The blonde girl shouted. Brucille poured the black milk tea on her, which was disgusting.
Brucille bowed his head and said apologetically, “Sorry, Miss, I didn’t mean it.”
Then he quickly reached out to wipe the milk tea off the woman’s body, letting the woman think he was taking advantage of him.
The woman cursed angrily, “Are you a fool? Or are you blind? You hit me on such a wide road. Young Master An, gouge out his eyes.”
Young Master An wrinkled his nose and looked disgusted, because Brucille’s cup of milk tea was made of durian flavor. It could be imagined how ecstatic it was after it was opened.
Unbearably, Young Master An turned around and left. The blonde woman, of course, had no face to follow him.
The large patch on her chest looked like an unidentifiable vomit. The interweaved black and yellow was enough to make people make all sorts of associations.
When the woman wanted to speak but stopped herself from watching Young Master An leave in the car alone…
Brucille had quietly disappeared from the scene. He got into a black taxi and followed Young Master An all the way to the villa.
An Shao Shu took a comfortable shower. The auntie was already asleep. When he returned to the room, it was almost early in the morning.
Wearing a pair of tight-fitting boxers, he showed a kind of strong muscles. He closed the door, wearing wireless headsets, and should be listening to a beautiful melody.
From the expression on his face, it could be seen that he was enjoying it very much.
But when he was about to go to bed, he found a man coming out behind the curtain with his mouth and eyes wide open. Obviously, he didn’t expect that there was a completely strange man in his room.
He looked at Brucille in disbelief.
“Who the hell are you? Do you know where this place is? I’ve never seen a thief as bold as you.”
Brucille appeared in the room with an obscene expression, wearing the clothes of a hotcake master. It was easy for people to think that he was a thief.
But Brucille came out of the shadow of the curtain and walked step by step with great strength. He said calmly, “Master An, you are right. I am indeed a thief who came to you to steal something.”
Young Master An suddenly frowned and took off the wireless headset on his ear. He looked at Brucille carefully and said in surprise, “I remember. I met you at the bar door. Did you spill the milk tea?”
“The memory of Young Master An is really good. If you have a good memory, you should remember that you were engaged to another woman half a month ago, right?”
Young Master An seemed to realize something. A trace of horror flashed in his eyes, and then he said coldly, “You should not know so much. My family’s business is not something a little beggar like you can deal with. I don’t care where you come from. I hope now, immediately, immediately disappear from my eyes.”
Brucille still took two steps forward and said softly, “Master An, I haven’t got what I want yet. How can I leave?”
Young Master An asked in a low voice, “What do you want?”
Brucille replied with a smile, “Your life.”