如此一来，还如何见人？
于是，秦梦秋娇喝道：“你就眼睁睁看着你的女人被欺负吗？”
“咣当！”正朝门口走去的周易，差点一屁.股坐在地上。
我的女人？
什么时候，这女人成了我的女人了？
与此同时，郭少聪的脸变了，怨毒的看着周易：“她说她是你得女人，你对她做了什么？”
“其实也没什么，就是昨晚上帮她解了一下身上的毒，不过你别误会，我和这女人没有关系，只是单纯的帮她解毒，根本没打算给你戴绿帽子！”周易认真的说道，他是实话实说而已。
人在房间等，绿帽天上来。
郭少聪一直认为秦梦秋是他的女人，所以有种被戴绿帽子的感觉也是很正常的。
毕竟毒是他下的，受益者却是周易。
他能饶了周易吗？
于是郭少聪松开了秦梦秋，朝周易走去。
“大家都是文明人不动粗！”周易两手一摊，露出一副我是无辜的样子。
“我动粗怎么了？”郭少聪一拳朝周易的面门砸去。“小心！”秦梦秋下意识提醒一句。
下一秒——
“轰！”飞了出去。
但飞的不是周易，而是郭少聪，还砸烂了一张板凳，全身骨头都快散架了。
周易面露不屑：“都说了文明人不动粗，你偏不信！”
秦梦秋神色一惊，这家伙打了郭家大少？
于是，她对周易说道：“你快走！”
“我走不走，好像与你没关系！”周易白了秦梦秋一眼。
“你……”秦梦秋气的不轻。
周易继续道：“别以为你睡了我，我就会对你感恩戴德！”
秦梦秋：“……”
其实秦梦秋就想问问，谁才是开车的司机。
“给我宰了他，出人命算我的！”从地上爬起来的郭少聪神色怨毒。
他是谁？
他是郭家大少。
而在刚刚，他居然被打了，不管是谁都救不了此人了。
“你连郭少都敢打，你有几条命？”一群记者为了巴结郭少，立即就冲上去了。
The men of the family said nothing, but I saw Hubert Wesson’s face crimson with surprise. Henry Prest! Hubert was forever boring us youngsters with his Henry Prest! That was the kind of chap Hubert meant to be at thirty: in his eyes Henry Prest embodied all the manly graces. Married? No, thank you! That kind of man wasn’t made for the domestic yoke. Too fond of ladies’ society, Hubert hinted with his undergraduate smirk; and handsome, rich, independent — an all-round sportsman, good horseman, good shot, crack yachtsman (had his pilot’s certificate, and always sailed his own sloop, whose cabin was full of racing trophies); gave the most delightful little dinners, never more than six, with cigars that beat old Beaufort’s; was awfully decent to the younger men, chaps of Hubert’s age included — and combined, in short, all the qualities, mental and physical, which make up, in such eyes as Hubert’s that oracular and irresistible figure, the man of the world. “Just the fellow,” Hubert always solemnly concluded that I should go straight to if ever I got into any kind of row that I didn’t want the family to know about”; and our blood ran pleasantly cold at the idea of our old Hubert’s ever being in such an unthinkable predicament.
