After wearing a double omega, I am a scumbag [Transmigration Book]

Mirdad's doctor came quickly.

A can of emergency stomach protection solution was poured into his stomach, and You Chen's face gradually returned to blood.

The doctor's stern instructions also got into the ears of everyone present: "The stomach problem is so serious, it's not a day or two, how can you be so messy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several brandy bottles rolled out from behind the restaurant bar.

It's all made by smart beans.

The doctor glanced at the wine bottle, then asked for details: "How much wine did you drink?"

"I just drank a little..."

"The blood alcohol concentration has reached 195, which is called a point?"

You Chen pursed his lips, and looked at Cui Jue with wet green eyes, as if asking for help.

The next second, Cui Jue gently tugged on La An Fengqing's wrist: "Since the doctor has arrived, we'll go back first."

"Brother Yu, I..."

There was a light "click" on the door, and Cui Jue pulled An Fengqing away.

You Chen's eye circles turned red instantly, he bit his lip and asked the doctor to inject a hangover medicine into his body.

Everyone can see that You Chen and the richest man are not only old acquaintances, but also have a secret past, and the newly popular Qingmo Technology Manager An is probably Cui Jue's current position.

You Chen still has nostalgia for Cui Jue, but the other party doesn't care about him at all.

The richest man in the empire, the emerging elite, and the national idol, the intricate triangular relationship is more and more curious because of the special identities of the three.

Low voices of discussion sounded, Herman looked gloomy, and suddenly pushed open the door and chased him out.

"Mr. An, please stay."

The summer evening wind was dry and hot, An Fengqing turned around impatiently: "What else?"

"What's your relationship with Cui Jue?" Herman's eyes were burning, staring closely at the hand holding An Fengqing's wrist.

An Fengqing followed his gaze and lowered his head, only to realize that Cui Jue had been holding his hand from just now.

He didn't shake off that hand, but asked with a half-smile: "Does this have anything to do with you?"

Herman paused, and said, "About Cui Jue, there are some things I don't think you know—"

"Do you want to talk about your brotherly relationship with Cui Jue, or do you want to talk about the details of your quarrel with him when you were young?"

As soon as An Fengqing finished speaking, not only Herman opened his mouth wide in shock, but even Cui Jue held his hand a little tighter.

Bingo, it seems that he guessed right.

In fact, the book does not focus too much on Cui Jue's past, and An Fengqing is not too clear about the entanglement between the two, but what kind of festival can there be between the son of the original spouse and the illegitimate child?

Isn't it the things about Chen Zhima and rotten millet.

The night was dark, and Herman's face could not be seen clearly, but he could hear a trace of panic in his tone: "You may have misunderstood..."

An Fengqing bent over and said to Cui Jue, "Let go."

Cui Jue didn't move his hands at all, and sat quietly on the wheelchair.

Herman interrupted quickly, and said sharply, "Cui Jue, Mr. An told you to let go, didn't you hear?"

Cui Jue still didn't move.

Alpha's powerful strength almost penetrated An Fengqing's wrist, he gritted his teeth in pain and said: "Cui Jue, let go, you hurt me."

That power suddenly disappeared.

An Fengqing shook his hand in pain, turned behind Cui Jue, pushed his wheelchair and walked forward.

Before he left, he left a sentence: "I don't want to spoil the good mood of admiring the meteor shower. Mr. Herman's words should be rotten in my stomach."

Smart Dou nestled in Cui Jue's arms, An Fengqing pushed the two of them forward, Cui Jue turned around and asked:

"why?"

"what why."

"You... were you talking for me just now? Why did you do that?"

An Fengqing coughed: "I didn't talk to you, I just didn't want to hear him rambling."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Cui Jue's response, and changed the subject:

"No one stipulates that the meteor shower must be here to watch it? I don't want to stay here anymore, let's go to another place."

"Where do you want to go?" Cui Jue asked.

"Let's talk after getting on the starship," An Feng counted and opened Zhinao to call the guards of the manor, and grabbed Smarty Bean from Cui Jue's leg, "You should go back too."

The moment the little monkey was sent away and boarded the private starship arranged by the guards, a dazzling silver-white arc crossed the sky, lighting up the Teche Grand Canyon shrouded in night.

"Make a wish!" An Fengqing hurriedly reminded.

After he finished speaking, he felt that he was unnecessary, because with Cui Jue's personality, how could he do such irrational and arbitrary actions?

Unexpectedly, Cui Jue really made a wish.

He clasped his hands together and closed his eyes tightly, his lips moved slightly and muttered, not only made a wish, but also made a very pious wish.

An Fengqing was a little curious: "What wish did you make?"

Cui Jue opened his eyes suddenly, his black pupils shining brightly in the dark night: "A wish that I will definitely make it come true."

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