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

Han Cheng seemed to be in a bad mood by that woman Zhou Haihua. He leaned his head against the back of the chair and touched the steering wheel with his fingertips. He didn't call the driver until he finished smoking the cigarette: "Come to the parking lot." .”

Then Han Cheng suddenly moved from the driver's seat to the back seat, and sat side by side with Ying Nuo.

Maybe it was the cigarette that calmed him down a bit. When he looked at Ying Nuo again, most of the coldness in his eyes had faded, "What are you doing here at Cheng Xing?"

This meeting was not much better than the last time. The young man in front of him was even more embarrassed. He tore a hole in his trousers when he fell down. His face was covered with sweat and dust, but his expression was as dazed and innocent as ever.

Ying Nuo stared blankly at Han Cheng for a while, and then suddenly came back to his senses: "I'm sorry Mr. Han, I have caused you trouble, I came here to find... Mr. Chu."

Han Cheng glanced at the bank card held by Ying Nuo and knew the reason. He had a half-smile on his face, then turned his head away and said nothing.

The driver quickly rushed to the underground parking lot. Seeing the ugly face of his boss, he dared not say more, and started the car tremblingly.

After driving out of the underground parking lot, the driver swallowed his saliva and asked softly, "Sir, shall we go back to the old house or..."

"Drive forward as you please." The man said lightly, and never looked at Ying Nuo again from the beginning to the end.

The driver immediately obeyed the order and drove aimlessly along the already crowded road.

The heater in the carriage was fully turned on, and the sweat on Ying Nuo's body was dried. He shrunk himself into a small ball awkwardly, for fear of accidentally touching the corner of the man's clothes.

Han Cheng didn't beat him up for eavesdropping, and even kindly let him get in the car.After getting into the car, he didn't say anything, as if he just wanted him to sit beside him honestly.

Yingnuo thought, facing the sudden appearance of his biological mother, Han Cheng was a little at a loss. Although he was indifferent and cold, his frequent smoking behavior betrayed him.

Yingnuo felt a little apprehensive, and also felt a little unreal, because he actually had the illusion of being silently by the man's side.

Wouldn't he be less lonely if he had someone around him?

Gradually, I don't know if the driver turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, Ying Nuo felt her cheeks flushed and the roots of her ears burning.

Tang Su likes men, which he discovered when he was confessed by the first girl.Compared with girls, he is more likely to be shy in front of boys and stutters more easily when speaking.But this kind of small thought was hidden deeply by him, because he knew that he was not popular in the first place, and if he did something offensive again, he might be chased after him and shouted to kill this monster.

So when such an outstanding man as Han Cheng appeared in his life again and again, Tang Su felt rippling in his heart, but the emotion was very humble and cautious, like a piece of tenderness. Ye fell into the lake, as if afraid of disturbing others.

Ying Nuo felt sorry for the original owner, and then quietly took a peek at Han Cheng for the original owner.

He found that apart from his appearance being exactly the same as Qin Yuan, Han Cheng's aura was a few degrees colder than his brother Xiao Yuan's.

System: "Don't have real emotions for the target of the attack, otherwise the host will be punished."

Yingnuo: "Oh."

Unable to stare at the patron’s father, Ying Nuo just stared at the street view outside the car window in a daze. Maybe it was because the single-leg hops had worn down his psoas muscles. They all seemed to be twisted into twists, and there was a dull pain from shoulder to heel.

This kind of pain is like swarms of little ants gnawing at your flesh and blood, sucking your bone marrow, torturing your pain tolerance nerves in a leisurely manner. Although it is not severe, it really wears down people's patience.

Ying Nuo's face gradually turned pale, and the hands on both sides of her legs unconsciously clenched into fists.

"Am I really going to be paralyzed?" Ying Nuo wanted to cry.

System: "Master Host, Tong Tong Fei Fei Pill is temporarily out of stock, you can only bear with it... I'm sorry."

What else can Ying Nuo say?

Can't blame a cute little angel!

I don't know how long it took before Han Cheng noticed the slight trembling of the young man beside him, he turned his head and looked at it for a moment, then reached out his hand to break Ying Nuo's chin, looked into his eyes with some irritability and asked, "Can you tell if you feel pain? Are you dumb?"

Yingnuo was taken aback, and Bai Shengsheng's little face was filled with horror: "Yes...I'm sorry..."

Another apology, this kid who was always apologizing made him angry for no reason.

Han Cheng's eyebrows gathered together, he gave Ying Nuo a gloomy look, then let go of his hands, and sat up straight again, as if he was too lazy to care whether he was alive or dead.

Yingnuo smiled bitterly, silently endured the pain, and curled up again.

"Go to the hospital, drive quickly." After an unknown amount of time, the man beside him suddenly spoke, sounding a bit fierce.

The driver was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, he quickly said yes and accelerated the speed of the car.

System: "Favourability progress bar: 60."

Ying Nuo was startled, and then almost cried with joy.

He was escorted back to the hospital by Hancheng, and after the doctor's examination, he said that there was no serious problem, but the plaster was deformed when he fell, and he needed to be corrected before putting on a new plaster.

"Mr. Han, this kid's leg is already badly injured. If he doesn't take good care of himself, he may suffer from sequelae in the future." The old orthopedic doctor's hair was gray, and his tone was slow but not lacking in sternness. Comes like bells in an old cathedral.

Han Cheng nodded, and glanced at Ying Nuo expressionlessly.

The old doctor's eyes turned to Ying Nuo's direction again, and he smiled gently, the wrinkles on his face stretched out: "Son, you're not very old, you don't have the ambition to be a cripple in the future, do you?"

Ying Nuo quickly shook her head, foolishly like a rattle: "I don't want to, I don't want to...I don't want to be a little cripple..."

The old doctor nodded, took out a badly worn pen, and scribbled on the medical record: "Then stay in the hospital for another two weeks, so that Director Han can rest assured."

Ying Nuo sneaked a look at Han Cheng, who dared to have any objection, and replied obediently: "I listen to you."

After the dirty plaster on the calf was removed and a new one was put on, Ying Nuo lowered his head and lamented his fate.

Another two weeks to lie in the dead body. Naturally, I can't continue to do the mission if I don't see Han Cheng. Will the punishment be upgraded? Hey!

Thinking about it, Ying Nuo stretched out her arms and hugged herself.

Outside the ward, Zheng Zeyu looked at Han Cheng's leaving figure, and felt a turmoil in his heart: I didn't expect that my boss, who was as abstinent as hard as Zeng, couldn't resist a little boy with a bad face!

"Give me a good look at him, don't make any more fools." Han Cheng said this before leaving.

Zheng Zeyu digested for a while, put his head on his hands and walked to the glass window, staring intently at the person lying on the hospital bed inside.

Except for a small face without any blemishes, thin waist, hips, and long legs.

He silently swallowed his saliva, sighing in his heart that it is a great joy in life to see the cycads blooming in his lifetime!

"Tang Su, right?" Zheng Zeyu walked into the ward with a warm smile on his face: "I'm Director Han's assistant, just call me Xiao Zheng."

Walking in and taking a look, the child in front of me has reached a new level of beauty, with jelly-like skin that can be broken by blowing bombs, black eyeballs that reflect light, and these curly eyelashes, she is simply a little eyelash master!

Ying Nuo was worried at first, but when she came back to her senses, she saw an old man staring at her vigorously, "Why are you here..."

Zheng Zeyu's face was almost distorted with a smile, and there were some down-to-earth wrinkles on his dark skin. Although he had his hair combed back and his suit and leather shoes neatly trimmed, he looked very friendly.

He supported Ying Nuo's shoulders and made him lie down again: "Director Han is worried about you, so let me accompany you here to relieve boredom."

Ying Nuo was taken aback, a little flattered: "Don't bother you, really, I will be hospitalized obediently, and I won't trouble Director Han again..."

"You take care of your injuries steadily, and don't think about anything else. Your injury was originally caused by Mr. Chu, and Director Han is also responsible for taking care of you." Although Zheng Zeyu's face was polite, in fact, he was under the mask Still with scrutiny.

My boss has been innocent for more than 30 years, but he can't be easily fooled by a little fairy who is good at disguising. He took this opportunity to check whether this little white flower is real or not...Zheng Zeyu was very worried thinking.

Yingnuo couldn't evade any more, so he nodded obediently.

Maybe it was because of the effect of anti-inflammatory drugs, Ying Nuo fell asleep after a while, Zheng Zeyu covered him with a quilt, and then walked out of the ward, and said hello to the elder brother bodyguard who was guarding the door: "Always watch, there are Let me know in time."

The bodyguard elder brother nodded and said yes.

When Yingnuo woke up again, he stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, and then he didn't see Zheng Zeyu on the sofa in the ward, because the person sitting there was replaced by Chu Qiubai.

"Xiao Tang, are you awake?" Chu Qiubai was wearing simple casual clothes, his eye circles were a little blue, and it was obvious that he came to see him when the crew took time off.

Yingnuo's brain was still a little confused, and his expression was dull: "Mr. Chu, why are you here?"

Chu Qiubai walked a few steps, looked down at Ying Nuo condescendingly, his narrow and deep eyes were dim and unclear: "I heard that you went to Cheng Xing to find me?"

Yingnuo immediately understood that Chu Qiubai had come to Xingshi to question his guilt.

"I'm here to return your bank.bank.card. The money in it...is too much, I can't take it." Yingnuo said, took out the bank.bank.card from his trouser pocket, and sent it to Chu Qiubai. hand stuffed.

Chu Qiubai held the card under his fingertips, raised his thin lips, and stared straight at Ying Nuo: "You kid has a lot of routines, you've come to me for acting."

For such an excellent man as Han Cheng, there are many little boys and girls who want to jump around him. Chu Qiubai is no stranger to it, but Han Cheng personally sent him to the hospital and sent someone to watch him. This is still a history. For the first time since.

This made Chu Qiubai have to pay attention.

Ying Nuo's face was flushed red by Chu Qiubai's words. Although he was soft-tempered, he would not allow others to frame him like this: "Mr. Chu, what do you mean?"

Chu Qiubai stretched out his hand and patted Ying Nuo's face, and the faint scent of cologne came over his face: "Good boy, see your identity clearly, if you are honestly messing around in the circle, I will help you if I can." , if you are dishonest, then get out of here."

Although he was beautiful and feminine, when he tore his face fiercely, he was really a bit intimidating.

Yingnuo gritted his teeth forbearance, and there were already sparkling tears in his eyes, but his upbringing did not allow him to make a scene at this time: "You misunderstood, I am not...I am not you That kind of person."

The young man in front of him was cowardly and did not dare to attack. Chu Qiubai knew that the plan of knocking was completed, he shrugged, and then patted Ying Nuo's shoulder with a smile: "It's best like this."

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