Hold on, we can break up! [Quick Transmigration]

Ying Nuo was stunned for a while, his eyes scattered blankly at the things on the table, and he nodded slowly, "It should be...it should be."

Ever since he heard about Ning Shu, Ying Nuo had somehow linked the word "drugs" with Song Yanchen's package. Now that his assumptions had become reality, he felt a little panicked.

Song Yanchen is not only a delinquent young man who is not doing his job properly, but also a drug dealer who has been despised by him for a whole day.

So he came to this world just to save Song Yanchen from evil?

The little angel was also overwhelmed by the sudden situation in front of him. He stared at the big screen dumbfounded, and asked weakly, "Master host, what are you... planning to do?"

Recalling Song Yanchen's unscrupulous appearance, Yingnuo always felt that he didn't look like a desperado who licked blood on the knife edge every day, but knowing people, faces, and hearts, one-sided encounters can't accurately determine whether that guy is good or bad. You can only gradually understand it first, and then play it by ear.

"If he can't help himself just because he needs money, this is the best solution, because Mu Qingmu is never short of money," Yingnuo carefully wrapped the box with new tape and said clearly, " But if he is really the legendary drug dealer who is bad to the bone—"

The little angel swallowed, and it was the first time he saw a fierce expression on Ying Nuo's face, so he asked with some uncertainty: "Just...break his dog's legs? "

Yingnuo was stunned for a moment, then turned cold again, and solemnly put this proposal into the feasibility opinion: "You make a lot of sense, I think you can try it."

The little angel recalled the scene where his host was surrendered in a second while holding a kitchen knife on the rooftop, and immediately didn't know what to say.

Putting the package of drugs back into the safe, Ying Nuo was actually still a little uneasy. He stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling that he was fighting wits with a criminal.

No matter how you think about it, you have no chance of winning.

He turned over and sighed, his stomach was screaming with hunger, and he was about to go to the kitchen to see if there was anything to satisfy his hunger, when Han Guangyang called urgently.

"Qingmu, that kid Ning Shu moved out of the dormitory, and when I came back at noon, everything was gone." Although Han Guangyang angrily said before that he should die, but after all, he was a roommate who lived for nearly two years. Still concerned.

Ying Nuo was also a little worried, and sat up from the bed with a grunt: "Do you know where he might go?"

Judging from Ning Shu's state when he was fighting in the classroom in the morning, it is really easy to go missing now. Once the negative emotions erupt, they are like a scourge, and they can't control themselves at all.

"He's penniless now, and he doesn't even have a place to live." Han Guangyang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he was both anxious and angry. "Let's go to a nearby Internet cafe to find it. I remember his interest in games." The addiction is still pretty big."

Ying Nuo had already put on her shoes, grabbed a thick coat from the closet and rushed out the door: "Okay, let's gather at the school gate, I'll take a taxi there."

Just after hanging up Han Guangyang's phone, Mu Chenke's phone rang right after.

"Xiao Mu, where are you going?" Mu Chenke's voice was a little low as soon as he opened his mouth, as if he was very displeased with Ying Nuo's behavior of running around.

Yingnuo got into the taxi, hesitated for a while, and finally called for it, and finally asked his brother's opinion softly: "So, can I go and find Ning Shu? I'm a little worried about him."

There was a moment of silence on the receiver, and when Ying Nuo's heart was already in his throat, Mu Chenke finally spoke: "Do you want me to send someone to help you find it?"

Yingnuo hurriedly said no, "Han Guangyang and I will go to the nearby Internet cafes and look for them. If we can't find them, I will call you...Thank you brother."

Mu Chenke gave a faint "hmm" and hung up the phone.

After Yingnuo and Han Guangyang met, the two began to search along the commercial street in front of the school. When they found the third Internet cafe, they found that Ning Shu was indeed there.

The young man seemed to be playing the game casually, but his face was sickly pale, and his fingers on the keyboard were not very flexible, even a little stiff.

Han Guangyang was so angry with Ning Shu that he unplugged the power cord directly, then he pulled Ning Shu up from his seat and shouted in front of the crowd: "Is it fun to disappear? Do you know how worried Aoki and I are about you?"

Ning Shu didn't speak for a long time, his teeth were clenched, his eyes turned from cold and cold to hollow, he stared blankly at Han Guangyang, his whole body began to tremble, his forehead soon broke out in cold sweat, and his temple hair was wet.

Yingnuo sensed something was wrong, he hurriedly pulled Han Guangyang's arm: "Let him go first, I think he's going to collapse..."

Han Guangyang was taken aback, and subconsciously let go of his hands, and saw that Ning Shu fell limply like a discarded rag doll, and his clenched teeth started to creak.

Now Yingnuo, Han Guangyang and the crowd panicked. Someone hurriedly took out their mobile phone and called an ambulance. Yingnuo also squatted beside Ning Shu in a panic, and wiped out a pack of tissues in his pocket. It was stuffed into Ning Shu's mouth to prevent him from shaking too much and biting his tongue.

Just when the entire Internet cafe hall was in chaos, Mu Chenke appeared.

From head to toe, the man was of the brand of Jingui, coupled with his stern face, the coldness and arrogance from the superior were natural, so when he walked straight in, everyone subconsciously made way for him.

"Brother——" Yingnuo is just a college student who doesn't know much about the world. When he saw Mu Chenke in a panic, he almost cried out of excitement: "Ning Shu's condition is very bad, and the ambulance hasn't come yet... ...."

Mu Chenke rubbed the back of Ying Nuo's head soothingly, squatted down to check Ning Shu's condition, and then directly picked Ning Shu up from the ground: "Go to the hospital, the car is downstairs."

Yingnuo nodded, turned around and grabbed Han Guangyang, who was still in a daze, and dragged him away.

"Ning Shu..." Han Guangyang's face was ugly, as if he was seriously frightened, "He passed out just because I scolded him?"

Ying Nuo sighed helplessly, and patted Han Guangyang on the shoulder: "It's not you, his spirit is too depressed, and fainting is just his stress reaction, a manifestation of his choice of self-protection."

Han Guangyang drooped his head guiltily, his eyes glistening: "I didn't mean it... I didn't expect him to be so fragile..."

In fact, this is the lack of common people's understanding of mental illness. This illness has no physical focus, and the medical explanations for its onset and treatment are relatively abstract, so some people think that this is not a disease, let alone that it is actually a disease. It can also harm people's health.

So when Ning Shu was drenched in cold sweat and unconscious, Han Guangyang realized that Ning Shu was really sick.

Because of Mu Chenke's presence, they quickly sent Ning Shu to the hospital. After the examination, the doctor injected him with a sedative, explaining that he was fine and that he needed to wait for a mental health assessment after he woke up.

The three stood silently in the ward, Han Guangyang lowered his head and sighed, turned around and expressed his thanks to Mu Chenke, and then said to Yingnuo: "Qingmu, you and your brother go home first, I will accompany him in the hospital .”

Just as Yingnuo was about to refuse, Mu Chenke said suddenly: "All the procedures are done, you can call me if you have anything to do, Xiaomu and I will leave first."

Han Guangyang nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Mu."

Ying Nuo frowned and looked up, and saw Mu Chenke staring at him with a cold gaze, as if his patience had run out, and something terrible would happen if he didn't leave.

"Brother." Ying Nuo was stubborn, he wanted to wait for Ning Shu to wake up before leaving.

Mu Chenke still stared at him without blinking, but this time he did not compromise as easily as before, and his tone was unquestionable: "Xiaomu, don't make brother angry."

Ying Nuo was stared at with chills all over his body, he pursed his lips cowardly, and followed Mu Chenke out of the hospital obediently.

"Is the one just now the young master of the Mu family?" Lu Feng, the doctor in charge of examining Ning Shu's body, walked into the ward, narrowing his long and narrow eyes slightly.

Han Guangyang nodded in confusion, "Do you know Doctor Lu?"

Lu Feng shook his head with a faint smile, and slowed down Ning Shu's infusion bottle: "I don't know him, I only know his brother."

Han Guangyang was completely stunned, a little confused about what the doctor wanted to express: "...ah?"

"His brother is a big villain." Lu Feng put on a frightening expression, and bent down to stare at Ning Shu's pale face, his eyes were full of pity, "You should provoke him less, don't you think so?"

Han Guangyang didn't speak, and his face looked like who was mentally retarded.

Lu Feng finally returned to normal, and finally said that I was joking, and then walked out of the ward.

There was a lot of voices in the corridor of the hospital. Doctor Lu's eyes were dark for a moment, and then he quickly returned to normal. He took out his mobile phone and pressed a series of numbers, and said lazily to the person on the other side: "You know what I'm doing today. Did you see anyone?"

The person on the other side of the receiver was quiet for a while, and then asked with a smile: "Is it Xiaomu? Is he okay?"

Lu Feng sneered, leaning on the railing and looking at the clear sky outside the window: "He got mixed up with Ning Hao's son, and Ning Shu's son was hit hard, and now he's getting an infusion at my place."

There was another silence, "...can you..."

"No," Lu Feng interrupted him without hesitation, "Don't tell me that these children are innocent, their relatives have committed a crime, and it is inevitable that they will be implicated, whether it is Ning Shu, Or Mu Qingmu. I will not defend them, I will only use them to assist the police, do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand," the man in the receiver said hoarsely, but calmly, "Thank you."

Lu Feng didn't speak, and hung up the phone directly.

At the same time, Ying Nuo and Mu Chenke had arrived at the parking lot of the hospital.

This time Mu Chenke came out without a driver. He drove the car quietly without saying a word, which caused the atmosphere in the car to be very stuffy for a while.

Yingnuo took a few deep breaths, opened the neckline a little, and was about to reach out to open the car window a little, when the King of Hades in the driver's seat finally spoke: "Do you know who he is?"

This "he" naturally refers to Ning Shu, Ying Nuo was stunned for a moment, and finally realized that Mu Chenke didn't like Ning Shu because of Ning Shu's parents.

"Brother," Ying Nuo sat up straight and said slowly, "Ning Shu's parents were sentenced to life for drug trafficking. I know all about it."

Mu Chenke tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, and suddenly smiled mockingly: "Are you going to say that he is innocent?"

Ying Nuo believed in the answer given to him by the system, so he nodded firmly: "If Ning Shu had participated in it long ago, he wouldn't have had such a big reaction after the incident happened, brother, you saw it just now, he was about to collapse. "

"There are some things you don't understand," Mu Chenke found a place to stop the car, lit a cigarette and smoked slowly, "The Ning family's business is very big, and his family's drug business almost monopolizes it." Throughout Qianzhou City, even if Ning Shu's parents are in prison, his family's contacts and network will not be so easily controlled by the police. Ning Shu is still young, but sooner or later, he will be forced to sit on His father's location."

Ying Nuo didn't think about this at all, he stared blankly, and asked back without thinking: "Does brother know this very well?"

Mu Chenke took a deep puff of cigarette, turned his head and smiled at Ying Nuo: "It's not that I understand, it's that you are too simple."

Although Ying Nuo was a little shaken by Mu Chenke's words, he always felt that something was weird, so he still looked at his brother, persistently wanting to see something.

"Silly boy, my brother will never hurt you." Mu Chenke reached out and patted Ying Nuo's face, and then showed that kind of gentle smile, "So, don't have any more sex with that Ning Shu." What's going on, do you hear me?"

Ying Nuo suppressed her curiosity, but finally nodded her head obediently, "Got it."

The two brothers went back to Mu's house for lunch, and Ying Nuo, who was a bit languid, immediately cheered up as soon as he entered the door, because he smelled the familiar smell of rice, which was the cooking of the old man in the kitchen.

"Xiaomu is back?" Mu Xiangyuan came down from the stairs, with a smile on his serious face, "You seem to be in good spirits."

Ying Nuo leaned over with a smile, and took her father's arm: "I am living a good life, you and mother don't have to worry - where is mother?"

Mu Xiangyuan snorted, and said a little displeased: "I went to some yoga class, and I can't even see my own son when he comes back."

Yingnuo said in a low voice, it's okay to see her mother next time, but it doesn't matter in his heart, he doesn't like that woman anyway.

After the father and son had dinner, Mu Chenke asked his assistant to take out a whole set of kitchen utensils from the room. The styles were quite cute, and there was even a blue whale painted on the oven.

"Doctor Bai said to develop a hobby properly, and you have been clamoring to make small biscuits yourself, so my brother prepared these for you." Mu Chenke waved a colorful spoon, "Xiao Mu Like it?"

Ying Nuo sighed helplessly, but there was still joy in her eyes: "Does my brother treat me like a child?"

Mu Chenke smiled, "Xiaomu is just a child."

After coming out of the Mu family's old house, Mu Chenke sent him back to the apartment, and even brought all kinds of pots and pans back.

Because there was an important meeting to be held in the afternoon, Mu Chenke stayed for a while and then left. Yingnuo called Han Guangyang and asked about Ning Shu's situation. Han Guangyang said that he had woken up, but he was not in a good mood. .

Yingnuo knew that this kind of thing could not be let go in a day or two, so she just told Han Guangyang not to be too aggressive.

After hanging up the phone, Yingnuo went into the kitchen to fiddle with his kitchen utensils.

"Does the host plan to learn to cook?" The little angel suddenly asked, his tone full of distrust, "Do you remember the incident where you almost set the kitchen on fire when you were cooking in the last world?"

Ying Nuo was a little confused, and looked up in surprise: "Why don't I remember?"

The little angel suddenly stopped talking, and said sullenly: "Oh, I remember wrong."

Yingnuo's mind was completely attracted by these kitchen utensils, he picked up a shaping mold, and was a little impatient to start: "Shall we make cupcakes later?"

"Okay, okay," the little angel said pitifully, "Even if you can't eat, it's good to smell it!"

So Yingnuo started to make cupcakes with confidence.

Then, for the next few hours, Yingnuo has been struggling with the ratio of butter, sugar and low-gluten flour. The cupcakes he made have changed from horrible to gradually taking shape, until the moment he finally succeeded , the little angel almost cried with joy.

"Wow wow, Master Host, why do you make it difficult for you to send some money?"

Ying Nuo was exhausted and paralyzed, he waved his hands weakly, feeling as if he had fought a tough battle.

There was a "dong", and the familiar voice came from the roof again, Ying Nuo immediately sat up straight and his ears perked up.

"Children—" Ying Nuo heard someone knock on the floor-to-ceiling window of the attic, and the sound was just within the range of his hearing.

It was Song Yanchen who came.

Ying Nuo's heartbeat quickened inexplicably, and she stood up abruptly.

"Master host, don't panic," the little angel said solemnly: "Everything you do is to eliminate harm for the people, and I will protect you!"

Ying Nuo nodded, and quickly walked up to the attic.

It's just a day's absence, and Song Yanchen seems to have fully recovered. He is wearing a black short coat, showing a pair of long legs, his hair is messed up by the wind, and he still has that naughty smirk on his face: "Hi."

Ying Nuo didn't know how to react, bit her lip and said nothing, just opened the sliding door.

Song Yanchen broke in together with the cold outdoor air. The man looked at Ying Nuo with a funny face, and poked Ying Nuo's face with his cold fingertips: "Why are you in a daze?"

With just this simple movement, Song Yanchen almost completely overlapped with the passed away Zhao Yuning.

"You..." Ying Nuo stared at him blankly, with strange emotions in his eyes, "Why are you here?"

Song Yanchen put his hand to his mouth and let out a few breaths of steam, his black eyebrows raised: "You still have the nerve to ask me, where are my things?"

Ying Nuo hurriedly looked away, turned around and was about to run away: "I didn't see it, did you...you lost it while you were running cool?"

This crappy lie is really not up to standard. Song Yanchen held his forehead and smiled for a long time, and then put a hand on Ying Nuo's shoulder: "I'll give you 5 minutes to think about it, otherwise I won't cry for a while."

Ying Nuo stood still, thinking whether it would be better to have a showdown with him directly, or take a roundabout tactic to influence him a little bit. Facing a dangerous drug dealer, he suddenly felt that he was under a lot of pressure.

The 5-minute time was up, and when Yingnuo finally plucked up the courage to make an opening statement, Song Yanchen suddenly turned his arms behind him with a sullen face and pressed them against the wall.

Yingnuo let out a cry of surprise, feeling a little pained, struggled a few times and found it was futile, her face wrinkled: "...what are you doing?"

Song Yanchen had no intention of relaxing his strength at all, he pressed his elbow against Ying Nuo's waist, and his voice became a little different from before: "I said, hand over the things."