Chapter 2355 - 2265: Little Ai, I Won’t Let You Leave 7

That kind of possessiveness, that gaze that made him feel needed, was no longer there to be captured!

Zun Zun kicked open his door, found him in the bedroom, the smell of alcohol filled the room, making Zun Zun cover his nose, and he simply walked to the bathroom, filled a basin with water, returned to the bedroom, and splashed it directly on his face.

But Wubai didn’t react at all, coughed twice, and didn’t even bother to turn over.

Zun Zun slapped him hard twice, "Hey, do you have any shred of ambition left? You’ve become like this because of a woman, Nan Chen, don’t make me look down on you, get up quickly."

Wubai opened his bloodshot eyes: "Any news about Little Ai? If not, don’t bother me!"

"Little Ai, Little Ai, is Little Ai all there is in your world, no career?" Zun Zun walked to the head of the bed, took the empty basin, and knocked it hard over his head twice: "I’m handling all your matters, do you think this young master is very free? I can’t even handle my own business and still have to deal with yours, who do you think you are?"

Zun Zun was filled with fury!

"Then let someone else do it, don’t bother me."

Wubai turned over, ignoring him.

Zun Zun was speechless with anger, he shouted at his back: "Nan Chen, I order you to get up! If you don’t, do you believe I’ll beat you up?"

Wubai suddenly sat up, stood up from the bed, grasped Zun Zun’s shoulders with both hands, his voice deep and hoarse: "Do you know where Little Ai has gone? Do you know?"

"I don’t know, if I knew, I’d have told you already."

Wubai’s eyes lowered, as if talking to himself, or asking him: "Do you think, as a girl, where could she possibly run off to? How can she hide so well that I can’t find her? Could she have run into trouble, been caught by someone? Could she be dead?"

"You’re asking me, who am I supposed to ask?" Zun Zun grabbed his shoulder and dragged him out of the house, Wubai was like a marionette, led out into the yard by Zun Zun.

Zun Zun took off his coat, unbuttoned his shirt, tugged at his tie, "Come on, if you’re so upset inside, I’ll fight with you. I can’t stand seeing a man so withered, let it out if you’re sad, break a sweat, you’ll naturally feel better."

How can just breaking a sweat make things better so easily?

If it were that simple, why would he be so restless and lost?

The pain was here, he pointed to his heart.

It’s as if his heart was hollowed out, with nothing inside, the person who once lived there disappeared without a trace. Yet he also took off his coat, similarly unbuttoned his shirt’s collar and cuffs, and launched a punch, the two men started fighting at their doorstep.

Body combat is the most direct and convenient way for men to vent.

Qingqing sat in the car with her knees hugged, watching the two men’s moves and punches from outside, she rubbed her chin, pondering if that punch from Wubai was aimed at her, could she dodge it; she also pondered if that kick from Zun Zun was towards her, could she avoid it, the duel between the two men really opened her eyes.

So fast, so fierce, so heavy.

Qingqing didn’t have the confidence to not be knocked down under such moves.

Indeed, there are always greater heights and more formidable people, she was still far from their level.

Her room for improvement was still vast.