After Beta was not humble and chased back, Scum A became humble

When Lin Hen walked downstairs, he realized that he forgot to ask Jiang Huan for the taxi fare. Jiang Huan's phone was dead, and he paid for it when he came!

What a fucking fuck.

Asking him to go back and look at Jiang Ciwen's face, which is more touching than dog shit, is more painful than eating shit. Lin Hen stared at the door, and 2 minutes later he held his breath and took a taxi home.

The light was still on in the living room, Lin Hen pushed open the door, and saw Lin Yueqiu standing by the sofa taking medicine.

Lin Yueqiu's hand holding the medicine tightened imperceptibly, then she drank water and swallowed it down as if nothing had happened.

Lin He rushed over to her in two or three steps: "Mom, do you have a cold?"

"Come on, you're like a big dog, don't squeeze me," Lin Yueqiu pushed him disgustedly, "It's cold and your mother is not allowed to catch a cold?"

"Definitely not," Lin Hen rested his chin on her shoulder, but looked at the medicine in Lin Yueqiu's pocket, "I feel so distressed."

"It's useless to feel bad, tell me, where did you go?"

"Cough," Lin Hen let go of his hand, and stood upright. It was the first time he said it with such confidence, "I went to do what is right."

"The lies are getting more and more boundless day by day," Lin Yueqiu pinched him, "Go back to sleep, you work every day until midnight and don't know how to rest."

Lin Hen smiled and let go of his hand: "Go to sleep too, Mom, stop the night shift at the garment factory, you are tired and thin, I can drive a lot this month."

"Your mother is slender," Lin Yueqiu made him laugh. She rubbed her son's short stubble hair, bitterness flashed in her eyes, "Go and brush your teeth, take a shower and go to sleep."

Lin He bent down and rubbed her palm with his head, and shouted, "Got it~~~"

The next day when the supermarket opened for wages, Lin Hen deliberately arrived 10 minutes early to help the boss hand over the water and unload the goods.

When opening the capital, the boss secretly stuffed him with an extra [-], patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Lin, work hard, I can't lose you, there are not many employees who are as reliable as you."

Lin Hen smiled and nodded.I want to say that next time He Jing asks me to ask for leave, just don't stare at me.

Afraid of what to come, Lin Hen had just unloaded a batch of fruit at noon, sat down on the spot and ate two bites of the seven yuan boxed lunch that the boss asked for, when the phone suddenly rang.

Caller ID - He Jing Rose.jpg.

"Come to the club." He Jing's gloomy voice came from the receiver.

"Huh?" Lin Hen wiped his mouth and quickly swallowed the meal, "Why, cough, what's the matter?"

"Come here now."

"you're not feeling OK?

"One hour."

"Hey—"

"beep--"

What He Jing said was nonsensical, Lin Hen thought that something happened to him, so he threw away his uneaten box lunch and ran to ask the boss for leave, and was scolded without incident.

He couldn't care less.

With He Jing's temper, it's okay if he doesn't get angry, but when he gets angry, he will 100% fight. Lin Hen thinks it's a miracle that he hasn't been beaten all these years.

He wasn't afraid that He Jing would lose in a fight with others, the top Alpha who had received all-round training since he was a child, had few opponents - what he was afraid of was that He Jing would hurt his hand.

He Jing likes painting. Although it is impossible for New Year to let him study art and become a painter in the future, he will definitely let him inherit the family business, but He Jing likes it.

Such precious hands, Lin Hen didn't want them to get hurt a little bit.

The club He Jing mentioned this time is farther away than the one he went to before. Lin Hen rushed over without even bothering to change his clothes. The doorman took him upstairs and pushed open the door of the box. The miasma.

He Jing was leaning on the innermost sofa. Before he could change out of a formal and strict black suit with dark patterns, the collar of his shirt was violently ripped open, his tie was slumped to the side, and his handsome face under the thin bangs was gloomy, so he threw it away casually. An empty wine bottle, the air pressure is so low that no one dares to move forward.

When Lin Hen walked over, he happened to pass by Jiang Ciwen, and got a meaningful look in his eyes.

"What's the matter, who made you angry?" Lin Hen sat next to He Jing and picked up the wine bottle on the ground.

Drank it all.

"Pour wine." He Jing didn't explain.

Lin Hen carefully picked out the bottle with a low alcohol content and filled it to two-thirds, handed it to him, and poured himself half a glass. Seeing that He Jing drank it in one gulp, he couldn't help but ask again: "What's the matter?"

He was so frightened that he ran all the way here, his calves were weak, but it turned out that He Jing was just in a bad mood.

He Jing frowned, and dropped his wine glass impatiently: "I'm fine so I can call you? What the hell are you asking?"

"...No," Lin Hen took a deep breath. The medicine in his mother's hand last night was caught between the boss's scolding just now, which severely impacted his reason. He is also a human being, and he will also get angry. He couldn't control it for a while. Hold on, the anger goes straight to the forehead.

But his tolerance for He Jing was too high, and the angry fire-breathing man just complained nonchalantly, "I just asked for leave and deducted my salary."

When He Jing heard this, he looked like a dragon whose scales had been reversed, and looked at him coldly: "Are you complaining that I affect your work?"

"No," Lin Hen came to his senses, impulsive, knowing that He Jingqi was being unreasonable, why did he provoke him, he really went back more and more, "I'm just worried about you."

He Jing narrowed his eyes, "Worried about me?"

For this group of lazy young masters, seeing He Jing "training the dog" every time was a pretty good entertainment for those who watched the theater around.

Lin Hen is also a man who wants face. At this moment, he doesn't want to stay any longer, let alone bow his head, but looking at He Jing's face, he still endured it, gritted his teeth, tried his best to ignore the dazzling gazes around him, and clumsily tried to coax He: "Well, are you in a bad mood, or... let me play ball with you to vent?"

Lin Hen likes to play basketball with He Jing. At that time, he would have the illusion that the two of them were rushing towards each other. He could never forget the scene of being side by side with He Jing on the court, happy, wanton, and unrestrained... Although it had been several years What happened before, the memory is almost blurred.

"Playing ball?" He Jing suddenly smiled, looking at him as if laughing at his innocence, "Why do I ask you to play ball if I want to play ball? Who here can't play with me?"

As he spoke, he reached out and touched the chin of a handsome man Beta next to him, and asked lazily, "Will you fight with me?"

Beta's cheeks were flushed, and she immediately sat over, grabbed his hand, and smiled eagerly: "What does Master He want to play? I know a little bit about everything, especially basketball."

While talking, she leaned into He Jing's arms.

Lin Hen's face turned blue, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat, like a beast's threatening growl: "You fucking stay away from him! Don't touch him!"

Beta froze and looked at He Jing unwillingly, but He Jing just drank and didn't look at him.

He looked at Lin Hen again, and when he saw Lin Hen wishing to eat his sight, his heart tightened instantly. Without hesitating for a second, he got up and ran in desperation.

Everyone in the club knew that He Jing was playful and generous, and whoever could get him favored would end up making a lot of money, but they all knew that when there was a dog like Lin Hen around, don't go close to him.

Although Lin Hen's wishful thinking can be seen, every time Lin Hen stops He Jing from looking for someone, He Jing does not respond most of the time... it is very intriguing.

In the beginning, there were Beta and Omega in the club who were unhappy with Ming Ming and Lin Hen, but they ended up miserable one after another.

Lin Hen is just a lick|poor dog with no background and connections.

Then it goes without saying who did it...