I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

What answered Song Hanzhang was deathly silence.

The two stood and sat, staring at each other for a long time, neither of them moved. Chun Leshui quietly groped for the lock screen button on the side of the phone with her fingertips, and pressed it lightly.

On the blacked out screen, the faces of Song Hanzhang and the mobile phone behind the screen are like the same color.

[Why is this man Song Hanzhang so uneducated, and still peeping at my phone? ! 】

No, no, Chun Leshui stopped her thoughts that could not help but diverge.

The focus now should be how does he explain it?

He was a little stiff, but he couldn't find any reason to justify his behavior, which was not flirtatious to him but not flirtatious to others: "Hanzhang, my senior brother and I are pure friends."

After he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong again. It sounded more suspicious if he said it in secret, right?

【no……】

Chun Leshui suddenly realized.

[I'm going to divorce this dog man, why am I explaining this?It's none of his business who I'm talking to, he's the one who looks at my phone with no manners, okay? 】

[Chun Leshui, you really forgot how to stand up after kneeling for a long time! 】

He turned his head and pointed the back of his head at Song Hanzhang: "Believe it or not is up to you."

The uneducated dog man listened to the twists and turns in his heart, and his indifferent expression seemed to be indifferent, but in fact, which man can bear being cuckolded?

Even if he has no feelings for his partner or even hates it, he can't.

And can the ones you wear actively and the ones you wear passively be the same?

Song Hanzhang's eyes were like frost in February: "Grandpa called you."

"Oh." Chun Leshui had already figured it out just now, let's just leave, the short-term freedom is also freedom, although the sunk cost is a bit high, but there is still a 20.00% chance that he will not disappear as a lowly subject, in case he How about a European one?

He is the best at enlightening himself, so he doesn't bother to argue with this idiot like Song Hanzhang. After all, except for this bastard, the rest of the Song family treats him very well.

Chun Leshui was wearing slippers on one foot, leaning on the sofa and jumping towards the old man's bedroom.

Song Hanzhang looked around: "Where are Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu?"

"Uncle Xu sent Dr. Chen off, maybe Aunt Xu is in the kitchen?"

Song Hanzhang looked coldly at him jumping around like a rabbit, and had no intention of stepping forward to help him, but called Chun Leshui to stop: "Wait a minute."

Chun Leshui rolled his eyes silently, he didn't even want to turn his head, and stood there, asking him what he was doing from behind.

After he figured it out thoroughly, he didn't even bother to perfuse Song Hanzhang anymore.

Song Hanzhang looked at him suspiciously for a long time before saying, "I'll go out and make a phone call, and I'll go in with you when I come back."

After speaking, he heard Chun Leshui sneered in his heart, and then he sat on the armrest of the sofa and said to Song Hanzhang, "Then hurry up."

Song Hanzhang went out from the back door. He looked at the flowers in the yard that his grandfather carefully cared for and called Dr. Chen.

The call was quickly connected: "Young Master."

"Uncle Chen, is Uncle Xu with you?"

"Ah Qing has already gone back, what's wrong?"

Song Hanzhang went straight to the point: "My grandfather has never fainted before. When I asked him, he also changed the subject repeatedly. What is his current physical condition?"

There was silence on the phone for a while, and Dr. Chen said: "It's not ideal. The old man's big and small problems have been accumulated over the years, and he can only recuperate slowly. What he needs most now is to rest. He can't be too emotional or worried. Overwhelming, it’s best to maintain a relaxed and happy mood every day. But you don’t have to worry too much, young master. Although it’s not ideal, it’s not particularly serious for the time being. Ah Qing will bring the old man to the hospital for a comprehensive examination in two days , and I'll tell you when the result comes out."

Song Hanzhang said hello, his eyes fell in the distance, and he could vaguely see Uncle Xu walking slowly along the side of the road with his hands behind his back, probably walking back alone after taking him out in Dr. Chen's car.

There is a high probability that he is also worried about the old man's health.

"Uncle Chen," Song Hanzhang said, "Grandpa doesn't want me to know, please don't tell Grandpa and Uncle Xu about my calling to ask you."

After he hung up the phone, he stood there for a while, then turned and went back to the living room. Chun Leshui was still sitting on the armrest of the sofa waiting for him, and when he heard the movement, he turned his head to look at him and was about to stand up.

Song Hanzhang: "I have something to tell you."

He stood in front of Chun Leshui so that he couldn't get up, so he could only raise his head and ask him, "What's the matter?"

Song Hanzhang's eyes were heavy: "Chun Leshui, you don't really want a divorce, do you?"

Chun Leshui: "?"

【No, I want to leave. 】

But divorce is a last resort. He has worked hard for two years. Seeing that the real player is about to appear on the stage, maybe he will be completely liberated after another half a year.

But Chun Leshui really didn't want to put up with Song Hanzhang, an idiot.

And what does the dog mean by asking this?

Song Hanzhang was obviously in a bad mood at the moment, with black clouds rolling in his eyes and extremely low air pressure all over his body.

Chun Leshui was baffled, but felt that Song Hanzhang was sick.

Neither his mouth nor his heart said this, but Song Hanzhang interpreted it through his eyes.

He was condescending, covering Chun Leshui in his own shadow: "I don't want to leave."

Chun Leshui: "?"

"Grandpa likes you, and I don't want to disappoint him, do you understand me?"

Chun Leshui could understand every word he said, but the combination of them made him very confused.

Thousands of words come together in one sentence.

[Song Hanzhang is a bitch, one day I will kill you:)]

Song Hanzhang held his arms with a cold face: "Get up."

Chun Leshui froze. He looked at the palm resting on his elbow and then at Song Hanzhang. Chun Leshui, who had never been treated so "gently", was terrified.

He slowly distanced his arm from his palm bit by bit, and was dragged by Song Hanzhang again.

The dog behaved abnormally, Chun Leshui followed his previous words in detail, and asked, "Is it grandpa—"

The five fingers on his arm suddenly tightened to cut off the words behind Chun Leshui. He suffered from pain and took a breath: "Let me go!"

Instead of letting go of him, Song Hanzhang pulled him towards him, and the two of them were so close that their chests were close to each other: "I don't care what your purpose was for approaching me before, but I know you definitely don't want to be with me. I'm divorced, and I can fulfill you."

"Chun Leshui, if you want money, I can give you as much as you want. But you'd better cooperate with me, no matter what you are like in private, you'd better put your current impatience in front of grandpa Put away my appearance!"

Chun Leshui carefully interpreted Song Hanzhang's words, understanding it as——

If he agrees, it means that he and Song Hanzhang have reached a consensus. He still needs to continue pretending to be cheap, but he doesn't need to pretend in front of Song Hanzhang. Even in order to make the old man happy, Song Hanzhang will take the initiative to cooperate with him?

Doesn't that mean that he is cheap, but not completely cheap, and the problem of setting OOC does not exist?

How can there be such a good thing in this world?

Only a fool would not agree.

"Of course." Chun Leshui showed a polite smile, trying to tear Song Hanzhang's hand off his arm, "But please don't touch me when there is no one else."

After speaking, he waited for two seconds, very good, the system did not come out to warn OOC.

This means that this path is feasible.

Chun Leshui was relieved, and the back figure that jumped to the door of the room with one foot was as cheerful as a bird out of the cage. He didn't bother to care about Song Hanzhang, and directly raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in." The old man's steady voice came from inside the door.

Chun Leshui poked her head in through the crack of the door, obediently: "Grandpa, are you looking for me?"

Song Shiqing saw that he was also smiling, and beckoned him to come in and sit down.

Chun Leshui was about to go in when Song Hanzhang's arm was caught suddenly. He and Song Hanzhang glanced at each other, and they both turned their eyes away at the same time, but Chun Leshui didn't take his arm out of his palm again, and let Song Hanzhang help him to the sofa and sit down .

Song Shiqing looked at them with a smile, without saying anything, and asked after both of them sat down, "How are your feet?"

"Small problem." Chun Leshui said, "Dr. Chen said that it will be cured in about two to three weeks, but there may be scars, but anyway, you can't see it with shoes on your feet, so it's not a big problem."

"Good boy, grandpa has to thank you."

"Grandpa, it's fine that you're fine, and it's nothing if I get a little injury."

The smile on Grandpa's face has not changed since Chun Leshui came in, especially the coquettish intimacy in his tone, which made the old man smile. Song Hanzhang had to admit that he couldn't do it.

Song Shiqing's eyes were full of kindness, but he had to say something: "Hanzhang told you, I asked you to come in just to ask you again, what do you think about the divorce?"

"Grandpa, I..." Chun Leshui looked at Song Hanzhang. The latter didn't change much when he leaned on the sofa and met his gaze, but the hint in his eyes reminded Chun Leshui clearly, "Hanzhang and I It has been discussed, we will not divorce for the time being, because Hanzhang also felt that he did not do well before, and said he was sorry for me, and..."

Chun Leshui turned his eyes away, with a shy smile on his face: "Hanzhang said that in order to compensate me, he would hand over all his cards to me in the future, so I want to trust him again."

Hearing this, Song Hanzhang couldn't bear it anymore, and flew over with a sharp eye.

Before flying to Chun Leshui, he was cut off by the old man first, Song Shiqing was also very surprised by his grandson's sudden change of sex, and asked, "Is that so?"

Chun Leshui smiled: "Hanzhang?"

[Didn't you say that you can give me as much money as I want? 】

【Anyway, it's you who don't want a divorce right now, not me. If you have the ability, you can refuse me and say no? 】

Song Hanzhang: "..."

Facing the expectant eyes of the old and the young, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word: "Yes."

After saying this word, there was no difficulty in the following words. He looked at Chun Leshui coldly, and said to the grandfather: "And I... Leshui and I plan to move back to live with you."

Chun Leshui's eyes widened.

Moving back to live is equivalent to being under the same roof as Song Hanzhang, seeing each other every day without looking up? !

[Whose father planned with you? ! 】

Song Shiqing turned to look at Chun Leshui: "Is that so?"

[Song Dog, remember it! 】

Chun Leshui nodded with tears in her eyes: "Yes, grandpa."