My Husband, Warm The Bed

Shen Lingxi, who had once been very close to him and even had his child, could not recognize him.    

    

Even Mr. President, who claimed to be his good brother, could not recognize him.    

    

Before Quan Nandi came, he already knew who the person was, but he still could not recognize him. He could imagine how thoroughly his face had changed.    

    

Long Yi curled his lips and raised an incomparably cold sneer. He stared unblinkingly at Quan Nandi, observing every subtle change in Quan Nandi's expression. "Mr. President, what brings you here?"    

    

At the same time, Quan Nandi also stared unblinkingly at the man in front of him. He was dressed in black, and the half of the mask on his face was also black.    

    

Not only that, even the decoration of the study room and the murals on the wall were mostly black, and the whole color was black.    

    

In Quan Nandi's memory, the thing Long Yi hated the most was black.    

    

Long Yi often said that black gave people a very oppressive feeling, which represented the color of death. Therefore, in Long Yi's room, in his study room, all the decorations were bright colors.    

    

However, not only was he wearing it, the decoration in the study had also turned into the black color that he hated the most.    

    

What kind of disaster had he been in this year? Not only had he changed his face and voice, but even his hobbies had changed?    

    

Perhaps it wasn't because he liked black. It was only black that could conceal one's true feelings and hide them in the darkness so that they wouldn't be discovered by the enemy.    

    

He had no choice but to hide in the darkness.    

    

After staring at each other for a long time, Quan Nandi restrained the surging waves in his heart and shouted two familiar words, "Long Yi!"    

    

When he heard these two words, Long Yi's body slightly trembled. His gaze towards Quan Nandi changed a few times.    

    

Quan Nandi walked to him and punched him in the chest, just like how they used to greet each other before they met. "You are finally back."    

    

He had waited for him for a year. He was finally back!    

    

Long Yi was stunned again.    

    

Quan Nandi recognized him?    

    

Long Yi did not dodge. He continued to look at Quan Nandi. He could tell that Quan Nandi was certain when he called out his name, not because he was questioning him.    

    

Did Quan Nandi really recognize him?    

    

Long Yi asked himself silently in his heart again. At the same time, he looked for the answer Quan Nandi wanted from his expression.    

    

"Sorry!" Quan Nandi said these three words again.    

    

These three short words contained too much apology. A year ago, because of him, the Long Family was destroyed.    

    

Long Yi had been missing for a year, but he was still unable to find him. More than once, he thought that Long Yi might have died in that fire.    

    

However, he believed that Long Yi was very lucky. He believed that Long Yi wasn't dead, so he protected the woman he loved for Long Yi. He was waiting for Long Yi to come back and hand Shen Lingxi over to him.    

    

This was the only thing he could do for this brother who worked for him. This was the only thing he could do.    

    

He had made Long Yi suffer so much for over twenty years. It was not something that could be compensated with just a word of apology.    

    

But other than these two words, Quan Nandi really didn't know what else he could say to Long Yi. No matter what he said, it wouldn't make up for what he and the Long family had said.    

    

"I'm sorry?" Long Yi withdrew his thoughts and said with a smile that was not a smile, "This is the first time you and I have met. What did Mr. President do to let me down?"    

    

Because he wanted to ascend to the throne and join forces with others to destroy the Long Family?    

    

Or was it because he took advantage of his good brother's absence to snatch his good brother's woman?    

    

Quan Nandi's apology, just who did he say it for?    

    

Why did he say it?    

    

Long Yi's lips were still curled up, but his smile became colder and colder, like a poisoned sword that could pierce a person's heart.    

    

Did Quan Nandi really think that everything that happened in the past year could be resolved with just a word of apology?    

    

Of course not!    

    

Was it because he was too stupid, or was it because Quan Nandi was too naive?    

    

Perhaps both.    

    

When he thought of these, he thought of the lives of more than a dozen people in the Long Family, and the life he had been living for the past year that was worse than death.    

    

Long Yi threw a punch at Quan Nandi and punched him in the face. He sneered and said, "Mr. President, is this fist delicious?"    

    

They had practiced martial arts together since they were young. Quan Nandi was not only smart, but also more hardworking than others. He was much better than his peers at such a young age.    

    

In the past, when the two of them sparred, it was always Quan Nandi who won. It was very rare for Long Yi to win.    

    

Therefore, when Long Yi swung his fist, Quan Nandi could easily dodge it, but he didn't.    

    

He owed the Long Family more than ten lives, and Long Yi only gave him a punch. Comparing the two of them, this punch was nothing.    

    

He didn't dodge, and Long Yi became even angrier. He waved his fist again, and another punch landed on Quan Nandi's face.    

    

This punch caused Quan Nandi's face to swell and his teeth to loosen, but Quan Nandi still didn't dodge it.    

    

Quan Nandi did not dodge or fight back, which infuriated Long Yi even more. He threw out another punch and hit Quan Nandi twice, both at the same position.    

    

Quan Nandi's face was hit a few times, and there was a strong smell of blood in his mouth. Blood flowed out of the corner of Quan Nandi's mouth, but his body stood straight. He was as steady as Mount Tai, and he even looked at Long Yi with a smile on his face.    

    

"Quan Nandi... Don't think that I won't dare to kill you!" Long Yi became even angrier. He swung his fist again, but this time, his fist did not land on Quan Nandi's face.    

    

He could not hit Quan Nandi, so Quan Nandi smiled again. "No matter how long it has been, no matter what you have become, you are still the brother who grew up with me."    

    

If Long Yi really wanted to take his life, he wouldn't use his fist to deal with him. Perhaps, when he stepped on this mountain, Long Yi would kill him with a single spear.    

    

"Brother? Hehe... "Long Yi sneered. His eyes were bloodshot. He was like a crazy beast, "Quan Nandi, are you sure you think of me as your brother?"    

    

He was angry at Quan Nandi, and he was even angrier at himself. He only punched this man a few times, and he was no longer able to attack him.    

    

"You are my brother! You will be my brother for the rest of your life!" Quan Nandi saw Long Yi gritting his teeth and saying each word clearly.    

    

Long Yi stared at him with a fierce gaze, as if he was sizing up Quan Nandi, but also as if he wanted to swallow Quan Nandi into his stomach.    

    

Did Quan Nandi really think that he was his brother?    

    

Was it really not Quan Nandi who colluded with others to destroy the Long Family's nest a year ago?    

    

Long Yi had doubts in his heart, but he chose to believe Quan Nandi.    

    

Otherwise, just like what Quan Nandi had said, Long Yi would not use his fists to solve the problem.    

    

A spear was the best weapon to take a person's life, and the opponent might not be able to fight back at all.    

    

Both of them knew this principle very well.