canary dressed as a disabled villain

After getting He Zhuo's answer, Zhuang Jianning immediately notified Li Zhu.

Just as He Zhuo's private plane landed on the lawn in front of the villa, Mao Jun and a strange man rushed over.

Looking at it from a distance, Zhuang Jianning guessed that the tall and thin man should be Yan Lu, He Zhuo's psychiatrist. Curious, she couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

The two went to the side of the plane, and he kept holding He Zhuo's hand tightly.

He has already said that he will always be with He Zhuo, he doesn't know what else to say, he can only express his feelings in this way.

Li Zhu has probably told Mao Jun and Yan Lu about Mrs. He waking up. Before He Zhuo and Zhuang Jianning came close, Mao Jun came up to him, his expression hard to hide his concern, "I'll go with Yan Lu .”

He Zhuo obviously disagreed, he frowned, and his voice was cold, "What are you going to do?"

Mr. Mao didn't back down, "I just want to go to Hot Spring Mountain for vacation, what's wrong?"

He Zhuo said annoyed: "Then you go by yourself."

Mao Jun turned his head, pulled Yan Lu who had been waiting silently, and walked up the hanging ladder of the plane first, "I don't want to go by myself, I want to go with Yan Lu."

Zhuang Jianning watched the two bicker, amused and uncontrollably sour.

The youthful He Zhuo he missed had always had another person by his side.

That person also conspired against He Zhuo.

He Zhuo tightened their hands, shook them, looked up at Zhuang Jianning, "Then I'll go with the baby."

Zhuang Jianning smiled and nodded, and walked towards the cabin door with He Zhuo.

My heart suddenly became less sour.

There are two rows of sofas facing each other in the cabin, and Mao Jun and Yan Lu are sitting on one side, discussing something.

Zhuang Jianning followed He Zhuo to the sofa on the other side.

He was messed up too hard last night and this morning, and now he is more afraid of sitting.

Looking at the material of the sofa, fortunately, it is a soft leather surface.

When He Zhuo leaned on the armrest of the wheelchair and sat on the sofa, Zhuang Jianning knew that it was easy for him, so he still held his hand lightly beside him.

Just as he was about to sit down, He Zhuo took two hollow cushions from somewhere and put them under his buttocks.

Zhuang Jianning blushed immediately, and quickly raised her head to look at Mao Jun and Yan Lu.

Yan Lu didn't look this way, but turned his head to listen to Mao Jun's words.

On the contrary, Mao Jun met his gaze, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, and raised his eyebrows at him.

Zhuang Jianning didn't know what was going on in her mind, she looked straight at Mao Jun, and sat down on the mat frankly.

He Zhuo was unaware of everything around him, leaned his body sideways, pinched Zhuang Jianning's waist with both hands, and helped him adjust the fit with the cushion.

Slightly frowning, she leaned close to his ear, her smelly face softened involuntarily, and her big palm rubbed his waist, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Zhuang Jianning recovered, turned to look at He Zhuo and whispered, "It's not uncomfortable anymore."

He Zhuo carefully discerned his expression, seeing that he didn't seem to be trying to be brave, "Can I introduce Dr. Yan to you?"

Zhuang Jianning nodded, and looked at the opposite side first.

When seeing Yan Lu's face clearly, Zhuang Jianning was a little lost. Yan Lu's appearance was somewhat similar to He Zhuo's.

Especially the amber pupils and face shape.

Mao Jun folded his legs and looked at the cushion under Zhuang Jianning's buttocks, he felt a little uncomfortable, his legs were inconvenient and he was so cruel, can't he pay attention!

Without waiting for He Zhuo to speak, he preemptively said: "Yan Lu is a Ph.D. in psychology, the most famous psychology expert in the empire."

He Zhuo directly pretended that he didn't exist, "Hi Doctor Yan, this is my lover, Zhuang Jianning."

Yan Lu smiled and glanced at Mr. Mao first, then turned his face and nodded towards He Zhuo, "Mr. He, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Then he looked at Zhuang Jianning, with admiration and surprise in his tone, "Mr. Zhuang, I've watched your show. You are really young and promising. I didn't expect to be Mr. He's lover."

Zhuang Jianning looked at the leisurely and unrestrained Mr. Mao, and at the gentle and elegant Yan Lu, unexpectedly felt that the magnetic field between the two of them was a bit strange, and he couldn't say what was so strange.

He smiled back: "Hello, Dr. Yan, I try to learn from Dr. Yan, and I can also get a doctorate."

He Zhuo tightened his waist: "Baby, do you want to take a doctoral degree?"

It's too embarrassing to be called "baby" in front of other people.When Zhuang Jianning turned her head and met He Zhuo's gaze, she felt that it was nothing to shout.

He pursed his lips and smiled a little embarrassedly, moved closer to He Zhuo, his eyes were bright, "Then do you think I can do it?"

He Zhuo flicked the broken hair on his forehead, "Baby is the best, you can do whatever you want."

Zhuang Jianning followed his strength and leaned against him, resting his chin on his shoulder, "Then what major do you think is suitable for me to apply for the university?"

Firstly, I really wanted to ask He Zhuo's opinion, and secondly, I wanted to distract He Zhuo's attention and adjust his mood.

He Zhuo was surprised that Zhuang Jianning would ask for his opinion, and was very happy, "Aside from jewelry, what else are you interested in?"

Zhuang Jianning thought for a while, "What about the building?"

He Zhuo nodded and boasted: "I think it's okay, you have a solid foundation in painting and a talent for design."

Mao Jun really didn't notice, he and Yan Lu are still sitting here, the two of them can stick together like no one else, if there is no one in the cabin, maybe they just hugged and kissed.

Moreover, he has known He Zhuo for so many years, and he has never heard He Zhuo speak in such a tone.

He coughed heavily twice, looking for something to do: "He Zhuo, you didn't tell anyone about such a big matter as marriage, and you got the certificate secretly. What do you mean?"

He Zhuo looked up at him, as if he had been reminded that the marriage was indeed too hasty before.

He turned his head to look at Zhuang Jianning, and asked seriously, "Baby, what kind of wedding do you like?"

Mao Jun covered his eyes, wanting to kill himself who asked the last question.

Zhuang Jianning's eyes widened, "Marriage...wedding?"

He Zhuo flicked his forehead, "Why are you so surprised? Don't worry, wait until you get ready."

After a brief moment of surprise, Zhuang Jianning didn't take it seriously anymore, only thinking that He Zhuo asked him this question just to catch up with Mr. Mao, and said it casually.

He let out an "oh", and turned over this article in his heart.

Yan Lu watched for a long time, and couldn't believe that this was the He Zhuo he had seen before.

I took out a notebook and a pen from my bag. I had already recorded many pages. The last time was half a year ago. The diagnosis result was clearly written in handsome font on it: "No interest in life, extremely world-weary".

He turned a new page and quickly wrote——

Falling in love, emotionally stable, in very good shape.

-

Without much effort, the plane landed slowly at the nursing home on Hot Spring Mountain.

Upon receiving the news of Mr. He's arrival, the dean and several deputies had been waiting anxiously on the tarmac for a long time.

As soon as the cabin door opened, the dean immediately stepped forward to greet her, dancing and dancing excitedly, "Congratulations Mr. He, ten years of hard work has finally paid off. Mrs. He's functions are in good condition, even the same as when she was just comatose ten years ago."

"And this medical achievement can also be extended to various hospitals in the empire, bringing good news to countless similar patients and families! Mr. He, you are so great!"

He Zhuo controlled the wheelchair, went down the hanging ladder with a calm expression, and gave a faint "hmm" as a response.

The dean's fear of the boss behind the Qiucai scene is real, and so is his admiration.

Not sure what the boss was thinking, he bowed and asked for instructions: "Mr. He, do you want to take a rest first, or go to see Mrs. He now?"

Zhuang Jianning followed He Zhuo out of the cabin. He came to Hot Spring Mountain for the first time, looked at the surrounding environment and facilities, and was once again shocked by the financial resources of He Zhuo and Qiu Bai.

Hearing the dean's question, he hurried forward.

Seeing him coming, He Zhuo stretched out his hand to take his hanging hand, and said to the dean and the people behind him: "Let me introduce, this is my lover, Zhuang Jianning."

When the dean heard the name "Zhuang Jianning", he quickly raised his head, his expression flashed with surprise, "Hello, Mr. Zhuang."

Since Mr. He took the initiative to speak, this Mr. Zhuang must be the person on the top of his heart, and the dean became more courageous, and sighed sincerely: "I have admired Mr. Zhuang's name for a long time! My daughter is your fan. With you like this I don’t know how much I have saved as parents!”

Several assistants watched the words and expressions, and followed suit with fancy praises.

Zhuang Jianning was a little embarrassed by what they said, "Hello, it's really too much."

He Zhuo got out of the cabin, and his body, which was tense when he stepped on this land, gradually relaxed. He squeezed Zhuang Jianning's fingers, looked up at him, "You're so good, you didn't win the prize!"

Zhuang Jianning: "..."

Don't you know how to be humble?

Mr. Mao: "..."

Can I have some face?

Zhuang Jianning was afraid that He Zhuo's subordinates would continue to pick up the topic, and asked He Zhuo: "Let's go and see now..."

He didn't know how to address Mrs. He. It stands to reason that he and He Zhuo had already obtained a marriage certificate, so he should call "Mom" after He Zhuo, but he had never heard the word "Mom" in He Zhuo's mouth, and he didn't. It's better to be more and more to act on your behalf.

He Zhuo seemed to have guessed Zhuang Jianning's scruples, and raised his eyelids at the dean, "Go and see Mrs. He," then looked back at Mao Jun and Yan Lu, and continued to order, "Treat my friends well."

The dean immediately bowed and made a "please" gesture, leading the way ahead, and two other assistants led Mao Jun and Yan Lu in another direction.

He Zhuo took Zhuang Jianning's hand and asked for his opinion, "Do you want to come with me?"

Zhuang Jianning squatted down, "Do you want me to go?"

He Zhuo nodded, "Think."

Zhuang Jianning stood up, "Okay, let's go together."

Mr. Mao didn't move. He originally wanted to go with him. Since the dean said that Mrs. He's physical functions are in good condition, he wanted to go and see if her heart is recovering.

But looking at the situation of this gluey couple, I can't get in by myself, so let's talk slowly.

"Brother Jun, there is a small river beside the forest over there, shall we go there for a change?" Yan Lu asked when Mao Jun was still looking at He Zhuo's back.

Mao Jun turned his head and looked into Yan Lu's eyes, with a smile on his face, "Okay."

-

After walking along the long corridor for a while, it was still the same room as before. There was a nurse at the door, and the door was wide open.

Zhuang Jianning saw Mrs. He on the bed at a glance. She was thin and pale, but she couldn't hide her charm. She must have been extremely beautiful when she was young.

When Madam He heard the movement, she turned her head slowly, and when she saw the person coming in in a wheelchair, she was stunned for a moment, then let out a slow exclamation, her eyes widened, and she tightly covered her mouth with her hands.

Zhuang Jianning hurriedly looked down at He Zhuo's expression.

He Zhuo seemed to have seen a very ridiculous thing, and slowly raised the corners of his lips, but there was no trace of a smile on his face or eyes, and his hands clenched the armrests of the wheelchair so hard that the veins protruded.

Zhuang Jianning's heart tugged, he stretched out his hand to cover He Zhuo's hand, and stroked it gently.

He Zhuo held Zhuang Jianning's hand instead, raised it, stared at the person who looked exactly the same as ten years ago, and sneered, "Don't you hate two men together the most? I'm married, this is I love people."