divorce?Think beautifully!

Chu Heng waited in the car.

He wanted to follow in, but was stopped by that person, so he could only stay outside and wait.

During this gap, the matter he sent someone to investigate became clear. The other party sent him a detailed email. He turned on his phone and scanned it at a glance.

Rick?

Chu Heng touched his chin, clicked on the big picture of the photo, and squinted his eyes.

He has seen this man!

And... not just seen.

More than ten years ago, the president and wife of the Fang Group passed away, leaving only a son and a daughter. The son survived the virus plague, but he will live in pain for the rest of his life.

daughter--

Chu Heng continued to look down, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his daughter died?

Fang Yan should have a younger sister, but... died?Or died from that virus?

Chu Heng took a deep breath.

Before he had time to think carefully, he heard movement, the car door opened, and Fang Yan sat in.

He quickly put away the phone, turned his head and looked over, with a concerned look on his face: "How is it?"

The man's face was calm, but he couldn't hide his tiredness. He glanced at Chu Heng lightly, "It's okay."

Chu Xiaoheng leaned over to look at his face, and felt that this person was really good-looking, and it would be good if he didn't look at him, but he couldn't take his eyes off him, so he couldn't help but pounced on him, and kissed this person's delicate chin.

"Chu Heng!"

The man's forehead was twitching, and this guy suddenly made such a move. He was angry and funny, and the suffocation in his heart eased a little, "What are you doing? It's broad daylight!"

Still in the car.

Unexpectedly, the guy looked innocent and blinked, "Huh? What did I do? What did I do? Why didn't I know? I just saw that your face was not good, so I came here to see what's wrong with you!"

Fang Yan's eyelids jumped suddenly.

Chu Xiaoheng winked at him and smiled triumphantly.

The man seemed to be infected by him, he also hooked his lips, and knocked on the guy's forehead unceremoniously with his fingers, "Skin!"

"Oh——" Chu Heng stared back, "You, you...you are too hard! Don't you know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

"Oh?" The man raised his eyebrows meaningfully, "Then are you Xiang? Or jade?"

"I..." Chu Xiaoheng opened his mouth, but was speechless.

"Forget it, I can't tell you."

He was a little discouraged, and muttered a few words angrily, then opened his arms like a baby, wrapped them around the man's waist, leaned into his arms, and blinked at him.

"Did that old woman put you in danger?"

The man bowed his head and said concisely, "No."

Chu Xiaoheng raised his eyebrows, "Then can you tell me, what is your relationship with her? And this pendant—"

He raised his hand and pulled out the crescent moon pendant hanging around his neck, and he shook it in front of the man, "It looks very chic, but it's not expensive. As soon as she saw this, she knew that I was related to you, so the relationship between you must be Very close."

After the car started, Fang Yan was a little dizzy, but as soon as he lowered his head, he saw the two big shining light bulbs in his arms, which added to his headache.

"I'm an old acquaintance with her. She won't touch you again in the future, but you have to have your own measure and stay away from here."

"Old acquaintance?" Chu Xiaoheng became even more curious, and suddenly got up and straddled the man, "What kind of old acquaintance? Why did you get involved with her, you know she—"

Halfway through the speech, he seemed to feel something was wrong, so he swallowed it.

This is extremely rare in Chu Heng.

Fang Yan was a little suspicious, her eyelashes trembling, "What do I know about her?"

Chu Heng pouted, "It's nothing."

The man snorted softly, "If you don't say anything, get out."

Chu Xiaoheng was a little annoyed, but fortunately he held back, rolled down in despair, and sat obediently by the side.

What is fierce?He has a fierce face all day long, really—if he didn't have himself, this kind of person would probably be beaten as a bachelor!

He sat on the side, grinding his teeth and thinking, after a long time, he really didn't bother to death anymore.

Fang Yan felt a little uncomfortable.

"Cough...um!"

He glanced at the guy from the corner of his eye, coughed a few times deliberately, and made a little movement. Seeing that the guy was really attracted, he pinched the side of his waist, frowned and moaned, looking a little uncomfortable.

The simple-minded Chu Xiaoheng was really attracted.

"Does your back hurt?"

He quickly went to turn over the soft pillow, supported the man, put it on the back of the man, straightened the man, let him lean on.

"Could it be that the sky will change again?"

Chu Heng glanced out of the window subconsciously, saw the sun was shining brightly, and muttered in doubt: "It shouldn't happen!"

Fang Yan's forehead twitched, he checked the distance between the guy and himself, coughed a few more times, and brought his attention back.

"The stools in that house just now were too hard to sit on."

The villa is a building of the last century, and the interior layout is also classical. The tables, chairs and benches are all made of wood, and they are old. Leaning on Fang Yan's physical condition, it is natural to feel uncomfortable after sitting for a long time.

Chu Heng nodded, "Go back and give you a hot compress. Dr. Li has left medicine before, and I can give you a massage by the way. It will make you feel much more comfortable."

Having said that, people didn't stick to it anymore.

Fang Yan suddenly became unhappy, and the expression in his eyes darkened, gloomy.

He raised his hand and pressed the front and rear partitions, and said in a hoarse voice, his tone was unquestionable: "Come here, let me lean on."

Chu Heng was a little hesitant, and asked suspiciously: "Why? The cushions are uncomfortable? Then I'll ask someone to make two more comfortable materials later... Whoops!"

Before the words fell, the whole person was scooped up.

He was a little confused, "Fang Yan you—"

The man turned his head away, and said in a calm tone, "It's still early to go home, my back hurts badly."

Chu Xiaoheng said silly "Oh", "Then... then shall we go to the hospital? I'll tell the driver——"

Fang Yan was almost stupid to death by this guy.

He took a deep breath and had no choice but to explain word by word: "Which hospital are you going to? Give me a massage!"

This guy... has to force him to say it himself, it's just... really stupid!

Fang Yan is still very unfamiliar with expressing his needs so clearly and openly. He has never... He has never treated anyone like this.

Chu Heng usually looks very smart, needless to say, he also knows that he is sticking to him, but now he doesn't know what's wrong, it's so stupid and frightening, and he has to force him to speak out.

It's... a little embarrassing.

After the man finished speaking, he turned his head and looked out of the car window, his bloodless thin lips were tightly pressed, obviously very angry.

Chu Xiaoheng smiled, leaned closer again, and rubbed the stiff muscles on his back with the hand ring. How could his expression look so stupid?Clear and transparent.

Tsk tsk—this old man's duplicity!It's really interesting!