Republic of China Designer [Transmigration Book]

When Duan Zhengnan returned to the mansion, the concierge desperately gave him winks.

"What's wrong?" He took off his gloves and strode into the house.

"Husband... Madame is here..." the waiter reminded cautiously.

Duan Zhengnan walked into the room, and saw Duan's mother wearing a long-sleeved cheongsam with a lake green phoenix fairy collar, sitting on the sofa.

"Mom—why are you here?" Duan Zhengnan frowned and said, "Don't tell me when you're here."

"Have you met the daughter of the Luo family?" Mrs. Duan asked.

"I've seen her, but it's impossible for me to be with her. You should get rid of this idea as soon as possible." Duan Zhengnan put his coat on the shelf, and fell wantonly onto the sofa, with his long legs hanging on the coffee table.

Mrs. Duan said angrily: "You don't want to see this one, you don't like that one, what exactly do you want?!"

"Mom, I have my own affairs, so don't worry about it. If I don't want to, can you still escort me to get married?" Duan Zhengnan turned around and ordered the kitchen to prepare sweet soup for Mrs. Duan, and then went straight to the room .

The servant was afraid of offending Mrs. Duan, so he brought the sweet soup lightly.

"Stop!" Madam Duan called the servant, "Pay attention to who the young master has been with these days, and if there is any trouble, please tell me immediately!"

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Soon, it was the day of the second round of selection for the "Model Contest". Duan Zhengnan arrived at the scene early in the morning and occupied a seat with a good view.

It would be a while before leaving the venue, Duan Zhengnan was bored in the front hall, so he simply went to the backyard for a stroll.

The backyard was in a time of turmoil, and Liu Zhifang's clothes that he was going to show were damaged by someone. The felt cloak was torn several times, and it became a pile of rags, which could not be worn at all.

This is the highlight of the whole series. Because of Liu Zhifang's high popularity, he was given the opportunity to show it.

Now that something like this happened, the manager was in a hurry to get angry, and he didn't care about giving Liu Zhifang special attention. He scolded him hard, and then hurriedly searched for remedies.

Lin Kun saw the timing, and reported to the steward: "There is a knife hidden in Liu Zhifang's sleeve."

Hearing this, the steward widened his eyes.

Be good to me, all the people present are celebrities and dignitaries, if something goes wrong, he, the person in charge, will definitely be involved.

"My ancestor, when I beg you, you can just stay in the backyard and don't have to play." The steward made a decision and confiscated Liu Zhifang's sharp weapon for self-defense.

Liu Zhifang, who has no self-defense equipment, is like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger in front of Lin Kun.

Everyone was busy arranging their clothes and makeup, and no one noticed that Lin Kun dragged Liu Zhifang to a secluded place.

Liu Zhifang struggled desperately, but compared with Lin Kun, who was tall and burly, he was still weak.

"Let go! Help—help—" Liu Zhifang shouted loudly, but the surroundings were completely silent, not even a single person.

"Give up." Lin Kun sneered, "I have observed that no one will come here, even if you call your throat, no one will come to help you!"

Seeing Lin Kun approaching step by step, Liu Zhifang closed his eyes and made up his mind to die.

He gritted his teeth and slammed into the hard wall.

"Zhifang!" A familiar voice rang in his ears, before Liu Zhifang could tell who the owner of the voice was, he felt a sharp pain on his forehead, and immediately lost consciousness.

Duan Zhengnan hugged the limp man into his arms, looking at the swelling and bruises on the fair skin, Duan Zhengnan's eyes were red.

Like a cheetah whose territory has been violated, he looked at Lin Kun coldly: "Who allowed you to touch him!"

Lin Kun's mind was quite bright, and Duan Zhengnan could tell from his attire that he was either rich or expensive, so he hurriedly argued, "I...I didn't touch him...it was him...upward..." Before typing, Lin Kun received a solid punch in the face.

Duan Zhengnan used [-]% of his strength for this punch, and Lin Kun staggered a few steps by him, and half of his face swelled up quickly.

Seeing Duan Zhengnan move his hand, Lin Kun didn't want to be beaten passively. He believed that he was tall and never lost in fights.

But when facing Duan Zhengnan, he didn't have the slightest advantage. Duan Zhengnan seemed to have seen through his tactics completely, no matter which direction he punched, he would be intercepted by Duan Zhengnan.

But Duan Zhengnan's fist could hit his pain point accurately.

This was the first time that Lin Kun was beaten so helplessly that he screamed again and again.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting, Young Master Duan, please stop hitting." The steward hurried over.

A guy went to the latrine and heard the commotion on the other side, so he didn't dare to act rashly, so he hurriedly reported to the steward.

The steward knew something bad was going to happen as soon as he heard it, so he rushed here with all his strength, but it was still a step late.

Lin Kun was beaten so badly that he couldn't even open his eyes, and Liu Zhifang also fell into a coma.

Duan Zhengnan yelled at the crowd: "What are you doing stupidly, please call for a doctor!"

Gu Que and Xia Jinting also received the news. When they arrived, the German doctor was treating Liu Zhifang.

Duan Zhengnan clenched his fists tightly, with a calm face like an old monk in meditation.

"How is it?" Xia Jinting asked the trembling steward beside him.

"I haven't woken up yet, I was hit so hard, I'm afraid..." Before the steward finished speaking, Duan Zhengnan stood up and grabbed Xia Jinting by the collar.

"The good-looking person has become like this in your hands, what the hell are you running, what model are you choosing?!"

Gu Que firmly grasped Duan Zhengnan's arm, and shouted, "Let go!"

Duan Zhengnan let go of his hand angrily, but fixed his eyes on Xia Jinting.

Xia Jinting held his head high and looked at Duan Zhengnan without fear: "It's all because of you that Liu Zhifang became what he is today."

Duan Zhengnan: "Because of me? I didn't hold a modeling contest, didn't make him a target, didn't let him compete with scum!"

Xia Jinting smiled: "If you hadn't kicked him out of the troupe and forced him to nowhere, why would he come to compete? He has been in Yimingfang for so long, have you ever cared about his daily life? Duan Zhengnan, in Liuzhifang Anyone is qualified to accuse me of this matter, but you are not!"

Duan Zhengnan opened his mouth, but was blocked by Xia Jinting, unable to speak.

Indeed, it was he who blindly praised Meng Jingtang that forced Liu Zhifang into a corner, but all of this was because Liu Zhifang first betrayed their vows of eternal love.

In this relationship, it has long been impossible to tell who is right and who is wrong, Duan Zhengnan lowered his arms dejectedly, and said in a low voice: "That's also him...to his own fault."

Xia Jinting couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Duan Zhengnan, you are not the only victim in this relationship."

Duan Zhengnan: "What do you mean?"

Xia Jinting: "If you want to know what I mean, go ask your good mother."

Duan Zhengnan was stunned for a moment, what does this have to do with Duan's mother.

His thoughts were confused, and his eyes were fixed on the person on the hospital bed, as if Liu Zhifang was the only one left in the world.

"The patient's trauma is not considered serious, but he has made up his mind to die, and his mind is broken. If he can wake up, he will be fine. If he can't wake up..." The German doctor looked serious.

Duan Zhengnan stood up blankly: "What do you mean? When will he wake up?!"

"I can't say, it's possible for a day, a week, a year." The German doctor patted Duan Zhengnan on the shoulder reassuringly.

Duan Zhengnan's limbs were as stiff as that stone statue, unable to move.

All along, he thought that he and Liu Zhifang would continue to torture each other like this, and he made up his mind to spend it with Liu Zhifang to the end.

One year, three years, five years, ten years, they are too old to walk.

He had to wait for Liu Zhifang to give in, bow his head, and admit his mistakes.

But after so long, Liu Zhifang kept avoiding him.

Liu Zhifang didn't apologize, didn't admit his mistakes, didn't cry and beg, but just disappeared from Duan Zhengnan's life.

As a result, the relationship between the two turned into a cat chasing a mouse, and Duan Zhengnan was the cat who said nothing.

This time Liu Zhifang appeared in Duan Zhengnan's world with a brand new attitude. Duan Zhengnan originally planned to admit defeat and continue his relationship regardless of previous suspicions.

But Liu Zhifang unexpectedly... something happened.

It wasn't until this moment that Duan Zhengnan realized that he was terribly afraid. He was afraid that Liu Zhifang would just leave his life without saying hello.He was afraid that in the blink of an eye, he would be separated from Liu Zhifang forever.

In the silent ward, Duan Zhengnan lowered his head dejectedly.

Gu Que and Xia Jinting walked out of the ward feeling uncomfortable.

Today was originally the second round of the "Model Contest", but because Liu Zhifang was injured and hospitalized, the contest was rescheduled.

Gu Que raised his hand to caress the black and blue under Xia Jinting's eyes, frowned and said, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Xia Jinting smiled, "I know, Duan Zhengnan didn't do it on purpose, he just... If you care about it, you will mess up."

Comparing my heart to my heart, if it was Gu Que who was lying on the hospital bed, Xia Jin would make even more drastic moves if he didn't protect himself.

"I'm just...a little tired, let me hug you." Xia Jinting opened his arms towards Gu Que.

Gu Que hugged him and gently stroked his back.

Xia Jinting closed his eyes to enjoy this quiet moment, and when he got up again, it was as if he was fully charged.

When seeing the steward again, Xia Jinting's expression was extremely indifferent: "I heard that Lin Kun is your distant relative?"

The steward whispered: "Yes...but the relationship is far away...the two families don't have much contact with each other on weekdays..."

"You have received this month's wages, pack up your things and leave immediately." Xia Jinting didn't want to listen to him talking, the manager knowingly committed crimes and made connections under his nose, Xia Jinting would never bear it.

"As for you..." Gu Que looked coldly at Lin Kun who was crippled and prostrate on the ground, "I have a hundred ways to make you unable to get along in Haicheng. I will give you a day to get out of Haicheng. If anyone sees you again in the city, you know the consequences!"

Of course Lin Kun knew Nan Duan Bei Gu's tricks, and now his stomach was full of regrets. If he had known that Liu Zhifang belonged to Duan Zhengnan, he would never have dared to touch a single hair of Liu Zhifang.

It was too late to say anything now, he could only kowtow desperately to show that he understood.

After cleaning up the mess, Gu Que held Xia Jinting's hand tightly and stroked the back of his hand.

"Everything will be fine." Gu Que comforted.

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