Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 231 The King of the Nightclub 40
"Are you awake?" came a calm and emotionless voice.

King, who had just woken up and was still a little confused, blinked and looked over.

A woman in formal attire, dressed like a royal sister

Her hair was neatly tied up at the back of her head.

With tightly pursed lips, he looked like a shrewd and capable person.

He has seen this man.

"Zheng...where's Miss Zheng..." King said.

He is a little confused now, and his head still hurts, but he is eager to know Wen Chun's situation.

"Boss has already gone back." Zhang Yingying said calmly, "Boss guarded you all night yesterday. If there is not an important meeting in the afternoon, Boss is probably still guarding you now."

He spoke calmly and seriously, but King's heart was extraordinarily warm.

"Is that so..." King murmured happily.

"Then, should you tell me what happened at that time?" Zhang Yingying sat on the stool beside the hospital bed, did not get up, and only slightly moved her eyes.

King's face turned pale instantly.

Zhang Yingying saw it all, but said calmly: "I asked the boss what happened, and the boss only said it was her fault."

Zhang Yingying shrugged and said with a smile: "But I don't see where the boss is wrong."

"According to my investigation, you were the one who invited Boss to Qingqi Mountain."

"Then why, did you fall off the cliff?"

Zhang Yingying asked, her eyes fixed on every subtle expression on King's face.

King lowered his head, staring at his light blue hospital gown, silent.

On the contrary, Zhang Yingying was aggressive.

"Then, can I think that this incident happened because of you..."

The seductive voice is as good as the devil in the king's ears.

He just felt that all the little secrets in his heart were being peeped by the other party.

He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, raised his head to look at Zhang Yingying, and said very bluntly: "You are so curious, you can ask Miss Zheng."

"I think Miss Zheng will tell you the answer."

Zhang Yingying raised her eyebrows after hearing this, but she was not angry, she just stood up.

He reached out to pick up the bag on the side and walked towards the door.

King was still sitting on the hospital bed, but when he saw that the other party was about to leave, he was obviously a little anxious.

Regardless of the fact that the communication with Zhang Yingying just now was not so pleasant, she hurriedly said: "Miss Zheng, Miss Zheng..."

Zhang Yingying stopped at the door when she heard the voice, then turned her head to look at King, and said with a smile, "Boss is fine. You are blessed with great fortune and destiny."

Aren't they lucky people? The two of them fell off the cliff together, and Boss is fine. If the injury is just a bruise on the arm, it will be fine after a few days of care.

But King was a bit miserable. Let's not mention the large and small scratches on his body. I will only talk about the one on his arm. If he hadn't been in time, he would have been crippled.

King pursed his lips when he heard this, and felt a little embarrassed, but he still couldn't match the longing in his heart and asked, "So, she, is she still here..."

Zhang Yingying smiled, and then said badly: "Today, Boss will not come."

Then, looking at the other party's obviously disappointed face, he continued: "Boss is also very tired. After taking care of you all night, she has to go to a meeting. She is also very tired. Please understand."

The words are very polite.

But hearing King's ears always feel a little harsh.

Seeing that the other party had calmed down, Zhang Yingying smiled mockingly, opened the door and left.

The other party put the boss in danger, how could she give him a good face.

At this time, Wen Chun was in a meeting.

There are many things to do, but none of them are difficult.

At least that's how it is for her.

"Boss." Zhang Yingying called out.

Wen Chun turned around and looked over: "Ah, Yingying."

Zhang Yingying came over to take the document in Wen Chun's hand and walked one step behind Wen Chun.

"Do you want to go back next?" Zhang Yingying asked.

"Hmm..." Wen Chun pondered for a while, and then said, "How is the king?"

"He's fine. He woke up today. The doctor said that there's nothing serious about it, as long as he cultivates more."

"Oh..." Wen Chun was thoughtful.

"Then Boss will go to rest for a while."

"it is good."

King is alone in the ward.

He knew that he should not be nostalgic or even obsessed with each other.

What's more, he should stay far away from the other party.

He is a calculator in the dark, but he hopes for the sun.

But he really likes each other...

He just asked the doctor and said that he can be discharged today.

But the arm has to come in two days to remove the plaster cast.

Wen Chun would not come to see him anyway.

He'd better leave first.

He hated hospitals, very much.

His mother, the woman who always smiled in that vague memory, died in the hospital.

King was discharged from the hospital in silence and returned to his house.

Once here, he will have a little sense of security.

This is his place, his own space.

He sat on the sofa in his living room, was silent for a while, then found out the spare mobile phone, and dialed the number that he almost knew by heart.

He still wants to ask, he... still wants to ask...

"Hello..." It was still a sweet voice with a little sweetness.

King opened his mouth and began to speak: "It's me."

Lu Xinyue, who was on the other end of the phone, shook her hand, and the phone fell to the ground.

King listened to some noisy voices coming from the phone, and his heart became even colder.

Even though he already knew that the other party's plan not only wanted Zheng Wenchun's life, but even his life.

But they are no match for the opponent's humility at this time...

The little extravagant hope that existed in a corner of my heart disappeared...

Lu Xinyue's trembling voice came from the phone.

"King...you, you are back..."

It seemed that the other party still wanted to exchange pleasantries.

King didn't want to engage in such indifferent greetings.

"This is the end of our plan." King said coldly.

He felt that the other party was no longer what he was when he was a child...

"Why!" Lu Xinyue was anxious, she thought that if King came back, then Zheng Wenchun must still be alive.

Then she still needs the king to attack the opponent!How can the plan be ended!
"Then," king paused, and said again, "don't look for me again."

Lu Xinyue was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"

King took a breath, then exhaled slowly, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and then he said, "I mean, we won't know each other from now on."

After all, without waiting for the other party to say anything, he hung up the phone first.

Lu Xinyue was no longer the cute girl in his memory, not the little girl who wanted to share with poor stray dogs even if she had a piece of steamed bun.

She has, has changed.

(End of this chapter)