Breaking Through the Clouds: 160.Chapter 160

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"Brother Yan is overjoyed today, everyone is welcome, come! Drink and drink!..."

Jiang Ting's face was full of black lines, and he took away the drunken Ma Xiang who was holding on to him, and handed it to Fang Zhenghong, who was still barely sitting in a dreadful position, but apparently began to look dull.

The wedding venue is noisy. The elderly leaders either take pictures with each other or sit on the lounge chairs by the swimming pool. All the young people are chatting, chasing, and fighting with each other. This group of lawless things is hampered by consultant Jiang’s reputation and the physical condition that the wind blows, so they don’t dare to drink him, but they are not so polite to Yan Xiu, clamoring, "I believe it is the bridegroom, I’m the bridegroom." Team Yan had been caught up by the scoundrels of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. Had it not been for Gao Panqing's stop, he would have already smashed into the swimming pool with Han Xiaomei, who was stepping on high heels.

As for Ms. Yan's mother-in-law, Ms. Zeng Cuicui, she is currently arguing with her husband: "Say again, didn't you sneak a glance at the house when the old lady walked by?"

In the distance, a white aunt with a high head and a red willow green passed by, and his father hurriedly swore: "I didn't aim! I really didn't aim!"

Team Yu: "According to the angle of the suspect's head swing and the questioning response, I tend to have committed the crime..."

Mother Yan: "Have you heard! Say again you didn't aim?!"

Yan's father is anxious and wise: "I just noticed that her bag is very good-looking, so I thought about buying one for my wife..."

Judging from Team Yu’s expression, this answer is obviously a negative score. Sure enough, I only listened to Yan mother: "What! You can see clearly what the other bag is! You bastard, I don't love you anymore!!!"

Mother Yan held Team Yu and rushed back to drink tea angrily. Father Yan hurriedly chased his wife and ran away.

Sure enough, Yan Xi’s view of family was deeply influenced by his parents... Jiang Ting laughed dumbly, and was about to grab Yan Xi back to sober up. When he turned his head, he saw that there was no sign of him staggering by the swimming pool, only Several directors and directors leaned on the recliner to watch the play, and Mrs. Lu Ju’s rebuke was coming from the crowd:

"Lu, Dong, Bin! How many times have the doctor told you that you are not allowed to eat so much meat! Let me put it down!"

Pia made the sound of chopsticks thugs, and Lu Ju hissed: "Oh! What is your old lady doing!..."

Everyone was refreshed and happy to appreciate that Lu Ju was beaten, Jiang Ting turned his head and saw Han Xiaomei rushing straight ahead. The little girl was so miserable by her skirt and high heels, her face was covered with lipstick, and she grabbed Jiang Ting and yelled, "Brother Jiang——! Not good!"

Jiang Ting asked casually: "Where is your brother Yan?"

"Brother Yan was taken away by the waiter!" Han Xiaomei yelled as the band played and the crowd talked and laughed: "Man! He looks so handsome! Sister Meimei saw it! Tell me to inform you!"

Jiang Ting: "..."

"Extremely handsome! It's not a good thing at first sight!"

Jiang Ting couldn't laugh or cry. After thanking Han Xiaomei, a drunk and enthusiastic crowd, he walked through the wedding venue and the back garden of the hotel. There was no one in the reserved hall. The bright marble floor reflected Jiang Ting's slender silhouette in a snow-white dress. He paced across the corridor, and suddenly heard faint movement in the distant lounge, as if someone were walking and talking.

Then Yan Xiu's iconic voice rang. Based on Jiang Ting's understanding of him, that voice was full of embarrassment: "...Ah, yes, no. It's not that I forgot to invite you. Don’t you think you’re busy......"

The next moment, a relatively young and calmer male voice rang and said: "It's okay, I heard you are here for a wedding, so I will fly over and take a look."

Yan Xi in the door and Jiang Ting outside the door flashed the same thoughts at the same time--how can this fly to the other side of the ocean?

The man seemed to feel that there was something wrong with what he said, so he immediately added: "In fact, I just wanted to come and see my sister-in-law with my own eyes... That... your wife... Team Jiang, there really is no other meaning."

Jiang Ting: "?"

Jiang Ting wanted to deliberately stepped forward and pushed the door, but when he heard his name suddenly, he was taken aback, changed his mind and stepped forward gently, looking in through the crack of the door.

Yan Xi, who had drunk his head, slumped on the sofa, holding his flushed forehead with one hand, and the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch slightly. An unfamiliar man who had never seen him stood beside him, probably just arrived at the wedding scene. His whole body was still alive, his expression was slightly cold and cautious, but his face was very beautiful.

The meaning of "beautiful" is a bit rare and classical. The face is like beautiful jade sword eyebrows, red lips and teeth are so white that it is even a bit too delicate, but the straight and sharp nose and brow bones neutralize this feeling. Judging from the overall facial features, this man is very young, and some people believe it in his early twenties. However, it can be seen from the eyebrows, temples and corners of the eyes that his actual age is not much younger than Yan Xiu.

He wore a black formal suit neatly, with wide shoulders and long legs, and a calm attitude. His figure was almost the same as when Yan Xi was standing upright, the type that stands out on the street.

Jiang Ting said, his heart said that this embarrassing atmosphere was his ex-boyfriend?

"I came in a hurry without saying hello, just laughed, this is my red envelope--"

"Oh, what are you doing, take it back and take it back, as soon as people come..."

"I haven't had time to prepare anything in a hurry, please accept it. Then, please ask the Jiang team—"

"Sit down, I'll call someone to greet you. Oops, I'm sorry I really drank too much today, let me first... vomit!!"

Yan Xi swayed, covering her mouth before she stood up and fell down. The man subconsciously stretched out his hand to help. In an instant, both of them jumped back as if being electrocuted. Yan Xiu was frightened like a husky that had blown up his hair. He staggered three steps towards the door, waking up with alcohol.

The unspeakable atmosphere lasted for a second, and the two of them were at the same time:

Man: "I'm sorry I didn't mean it!"

Yan Xiu: "Sit down! Don't move! I'll call my mother!"

Yan Xi's eyes flickered with horror. He turned around and opened the door, and Jiang Ting appeared outside the door by surprise.

Yan Xiu: "..."

Jiang Ting: "..."

If it was just embarrassing, now it's frozen.

The joyful music of the wedding in the distance came from far away, making the atmosphere even more weird. The three looked at each other, Jiang Ting was confused and Yan Xiu's expression was blank; while the strange man stared at Jiang Ting, as if he finally saw the target after a long journey, suddenly stepped forward and opened his mouth to say What——

"My dear, let me introduce you." Yan Xi grabbed Jiang Ting with a strong force, as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "Do you remember that I told you that I wanted to invite you but I was afraid he didn't have time. Excuse me, the distinguished guest who opened the invitation? It's the one I didn't send out after I even wrote the invitation card and finally thought about it, so I didn't bother to disturb it?"

Jiang Ting: "..."

There is no such thing. Yan Xiu’s original words are like this: "What? Why don't you invite more friends? Those who eat and drink can also be called friends?"

"This is this. Oh, we were in a good relationship before. I didn't expect that he would come by himself this time!" Yan Xi pointed at the scum, with a sincere and enthusiastic face: "This is a long story. His surname is Xue. , It's mine... ugh!!"

The sad Yan Xiu stood up and talked, drunkenly inspiring, and went straight to his throat.

Jiang Ting saw him waving his hand in pain, motioning to wait for a few minutes, and then he staggered to the other end of the corridor, bang! He slammed the bathroom door, and the next moment vomiting came, and the rushing sound came as expected.

"..." The corners of his mouth twitched and changed to Jiang Ting.

The uninvited beautiful man stood there with innocent eyes.

"Mr. Xue...?" Jiang Ting confirmed.

Facts have proved that natural creatures will show varying degrees of instinct when facing potential rivals. The higher the IQ, the more so. Even Jiang Ting can feel that he is standing subconsciously when facing this handsome man named Xue. Straighten up, and adjusted the expression on the lower part, so that it looks more relaxed and natural.

The corners of the man’s mouth were raised, as if he wanted to smile politely, but because the long-frozen facial muscles were really unaccustomed to this expression, the smile looked like a sudden twitch of his cheek: "Hello, you are Jiang Team."

The visitor shook hands with Jiang Ting, and hurriedly retracted it with just one hand. Suddenly Jiang Ting keenly felt that his palm was very wet, and the ending tone was a little tight that was not easily noticeable. He said: "My name is Xue Chonghua and I work in Haijin City Public Security Bureau."

Jiang Ting is slightly surprised, is he still a fellow?

"I am Yan Xiu..." Xue Zhonghua gestured to the bathroom direction: "Remote relatives."

Jiang Ting nodded his head to express understanding, his eyes were subtle.

In fact, Xue Chonghua didn't know why the Jiang Detachment showed such a complicated and clear expression in front of him. He hurriedly sat on the plane for twelve hours without closing his eyes. After getting off the plane, he took a taxi and rushed to the hotel. His brain was blank all the way. He didn't even think of bringing something or sealing a red envelope, just before entering the door. I took some foreign currency from the ATM machine in the hotel lobby and hurriedly took the paper bag, so that I wouldn't make a joke without telling me.

It wasn't until he stepped into the door of the hotel that he felt a touch of his feet on the ground in a daze--but even so, his thinking hadn't been able to return to the normal channel.

"I have been admiring you for a long time," Xue Zhonghua paused, and then repeated in a more accented tone: "I have admired for a long time."

This sound sounded strange. Jiang Ting didn't know what to do. He just nodded, and then listened to him: "I learned about you from Team Jiang from a friend of yours."

Jiang stopped subconsciously: "Friend?"

Xue Chonghua stared at him deeply, with a tired light blue under his eyes, which was particularly conspicuous on his fair skin. He spit out two words slowly and hoarsely between his teeth and said:

"The painter."

——painter.

Scattered memories accompanied the smashing of the head in the midsummer day, and cicadas screamed everywhere on the tree-lined road outside the Grand Auditorium. The basketball arced under the sky, traversed the basket, and landed with a bang; the whistle and cheers rang together. Someone laughed and said: "The assist is beautiful! Jiang Ting makes another three-pointer, and it's from the Academy of Death Penalty!"

"Just say you two should have partnered long ago! Let's get a combination to debut!"

Jiang Ting turned back to guard, the wind whistling in his ears, and a familiar laugh faintly floated not far away: "Fuck off, no team, I don’t agree with Jiang’s name..."

"Shut up!" Jiang Ting roared back as he ran.

However, it was too late. I only heard the man laugh amidst the roar: "If I were to partner with him, wouldn't our combination name be called--"

"Who?" Jiang Ting looked back at Xue Chonghua, with a trace of doubt in his calm: "The painter?"

The lounge was extremely quiet. The two looked at each other. Xue Chonghua opened his lips. It seemed that every word sounds a bit difficult: "...How did the painter die?"

Jiang Tingshi smiled and said: "I don't know what you are talking about, you may have recognized the wrong person."

Xue Chonghua stared at him, Jiang Ting gestured politely: "I'm going to see Yan Xiu, I'm sorry, let's be out of company..."

"Wait!"

Jiang stopped, and saw Xue Chonghua pinch his shoulder from behind, and the back of his hand was violent due to excessive force.

"Eleven years ago, in Haijin City, you were the only emergency contact person of the'painter' registered on the intelligence network. What is your relationship?"

"..."

"He was exposed to protect a person," Xue Chonghua shuddered, and asked every word: "Who is that person?"

I don't know when the band stopped, there was no sound in the distance, and the long silence was suffocating.

Jiang Ting finally raised his hand, grabbed Xue Chonghua's steel pincer-like palm, and removed it from his shoulder a little bit.

"Officer Xue, things in the past cannot be pursued. If I were you, I would choose to live well."

Xue Chonghua's cold expression suddenly changed, but before he could say anything, Jiang Ting said coldly: "If you ask me again, it is a serious violation of discipline. The people from the Provincial Public Security Department are in front. You don't want to be taken away by the National Security after returning to China. Right?"

I don't know how long the stalemate lasted. Xue Chonghua finally dropped his hand, and Jiang Ting walked out of the lounge without looking back.

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Yan Xi was exhausted and vomited. He stretched his head under the faucet and rushed wildly for a while before slamming his short hair like a hedgehog, splashing water, and his handsome face Drops of water. He closed his eyes and reached for the towel, and suddenly only heard that the back door was opened, and then he clicked the lock.

"Jiang stopped?" Yan Xiu asked smoothly.

The next second-bang!

A huge force strangled his neck, turned and pushed forward, pressing him against his back against the marble wall. Then Jiang Ting's voice rang close to his ears, intimate and dangerous, like a cheetah eager to try: "Yan——Xiu."

Yan Xiu: "..."

"Should you explain something to me, eh?"

Yan Xi was inexplicably thrown into his arms by the beauty...full back, although he is very beautiful, but he is still not accustomed to using chrysanthemums at others, so he struggled symbolically, before turning around, he was caught by Jiang. Stop resisted harder: "Don't move!"

"Hiss," Yan Xiu put half of his handsome face on the wall, inhaling and laughing: "Baby, although I have always wanted to have a field play, but..."

Jiang Ting bent his knees and pushed Ding Yanxiu's chrysanthemum: "Who is your baby?"

"Team Jiang, Team Jiang, Professor Jiang." Yan Xiu immediately gave in: "What do you want me to explain? I am willing to obey the people's democratic dictatorship. You can tell which bank card password you want?"

"Bank card password?"

"Stock financial safe, luxury car and real estate certificate, just ask what you want. We are both a family, and we are always thinking about how bad my husband's chrysanthemum is. There are still people outside...Ouch!"

Jiang Ting sticks to Yan Xiu's ear, and every word blows warmly: "Who is that person outside?"

Yan Xi was taken aback.

"Relatives?" Jiang Ting stretched out his tone jokingly, "Which relatives, eh?"

Yan Xi finally understood something, the expression in his eyes changed, and a strange expression of forbearing a smile appeared.

Jiang Ting: "You still have three seconds to confess and be lenient, otherwise today next year will be your anniversary to celebrate your first anniversary of becoming a divorced man..."

Huh!

Yan Xi suddenly broke free from the shackles, picked up Jiang Ting, and indiscriminately hugged him on the table, forcing him to sit and spread his knees, and then squeezed between his thighs and pinched him. Jawbone.

The attacker's position suddenly reversed, and Jiang Ting was forced to raise his head: "What are you doing?"

Yan Xi condescendingly stared at him: "Want to know?"

If you look closely, you will find that Jiang Ting's eyelids suddenly jumped ominously.

"His name is Xue Chonghua," Yan Xiu smiled slightly: "His great-grandfather is my great-grandfather's younger brother, and his mother is my grandfather's niece. He is my distant cousin who has just arrived in the fifth service, and he is also my boyhood. A lingering nightmare-the legendary “child of someone else’s family” who is obedient, sensible and good at grades."

The locked bathroom fell silent.

The two looked at each other.

"..." Jiang Ting said calmly: "I have no other ideas, you have misunderstood. The main thing is that you two are pulling and pulling by yourself..."

"That's because he used to have a serious cleanliness addiction." Yan Xiu said leisurely. "A few years ago, I was injured in an inter-provincial operation and was rushed to the hospital. It happened that he was also on duty in that city, and the provincial government asked him to Immediately rushed to see my situation. However, when he appeared by the ambulance, the nurse just asked him to lift his hands on the stretcher. At that moment, he vomited and vomited all over me, who was about to be pushed to the rescue."

Jiang Ting made a silent "ah" lipstick.

"What's more, he vomited for the second round immediately after the first round. Please imagine my feelings of shock, despair, and dying breath lying on a stretcher with nowhere to hide." Yan Xi Binbin Said politely: "I haven't seen him since that time. We haven't even made a phone call for so many years, and the circle of friends has blocked each other."

"So," Yan Xiu stared at Jiang Ting with interest like summing up his speech, "I'm curious, why did he fly for more than ten hours to see you?"

Yan Xi lowered his head, and the two of them almost touched their noses. After a short while, Yan Xi rubbed Jiang Ting's nose intimately, lowered his head and kissed him for a long, close kiss.

"Xingshi asks sin..." Yan Xi ignored Jiang Ting's denial and dodge, and murmured with a smile between his lips and teeth: "Look at your jealousy......"

Jiang Ting pretended to be okay, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he pressed Yan Xiu's chest with one hand, pushing him back. The bathroom door of the entanglement room was knocked twice, and they didn't intend to respond, but then there was another bang.

"Someone!" Yan Xi shouted.

"Hello!" the hotel waiter shouted outside the door, whispering English.

Yan Xi was confused when he heard it, and was about to answer: "Someone! Come back later!" Jiang Ting gave a soft voice, revealing a look of doubt.

"How?"

"He said that someone who was not on the guest list just came to the front desk and left a gift, saying that it was something urgently needed at the wedding. You must be notified immediately and then left."

Yan Xiu is inexplicable: "What?"

The two looked at each other and both saw the doubts in each other's eyes. It wouldn't be Xue Chonghua, that silly X only wrapped a pack of cash in white paper, but who else would it be besides him?

After a while, Yan Xiu made a decision: "Go and see."