He and Slag Gong Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

Xiao Chuyi once wondered if the students in this class had some secret transactions that were not known in private.

Sheng Jianghe easily found Yan Yuran, who was shedding youth and sweat in the Internet cafe, and even clicked on any position accurately.

The correct way at this moment should be to call the parents, and then criticize and educate the problematic student who skipped class and played games online, and finally assigned the review homework and watched him and his mother go home.

But before Xiao Chuyi took out his mobile phone to make a call, Sheng Jianghe reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

"I have a good way to help him quit the game."

Sheng Jianghe spoke solemnly, and dragged Xiao Chuyi to a corner.

When passing in front of Yan Yuran, he specially dragged Xiao Chuyi Mao down, and stood in a position where Yan Yuran could not easily notice.

Then he reached out and summoned the network administrator to turn on the Internet.

Xiao Chuyi stood aside, seeing Sheng Jianghe skillfully opened the game icon on the computer screen, couldn't help but squint at him: "You want to play games yourself, right?"

"Of course not! Am I such a superficial person!" Sheng Jianghe retorted righteously, while quickly entering the game account, "I am sacrificing myself for others, fighting poison with poison, and bringing him back to the right path."

"How are you going to do it? Get along with him in the game and use your emotions to make sense of it?"

"No. Of course it hit him until he knelt down and called Dad!"

"..."

Xiao Chuyi looked up at the ceiling, feeling a little tired.

The network manager passing by took a few glances at Xiao Chuyi, and after he shook his head, he turned back behind the counter in amazement.

Parents nowadays are full of surprises, and even bring their children to Internet cafes to play games.

But this parent is really young enough...

The location Sheng Jianghe chose was by the wall, and there happened to be a pillar in front of them that could block the line of sight between them and Yan Yuran.

Xiao Chuyi didn't stop the child's whimsical approach, anyway, he just finished the exam, so it's not a problem to combine work and rest.

Sitting next to Yan Yuran were several students in school uniforms, all of them sloppy, with a circle of bruises under their eyes, and they didn't know how long they had been playing here.

They didn't even lift their heads when someone walked by in front of them.

The windows of the Internet cafe were blocked by heavy curtains, leaving only the dim light on the top, and the pungent smell of cigarettes lingered in the nose.

The boss was also sitting behind the counter wearing headphones, his eyes were full of the game screen, and he didn't care whether the person who came in was an adult or not.

Xiao Chuyi roughly glanced around, dragged a stool and sat down behind Sheng Jianghe, with one hand resting on the back of the chair, his eyes fell on the screen.

"Did you play games with him before skipping class?" Xiao Chuyi asked abruptly.

Sheng Jianghe shook his hand, and the blood on the character's head on the screen was poked in half by the person opposite.

"No, no..." Sheng Jianghe struggled a bit, but still told the truth, "It's just too boring, just come and play."

As he said that, he followed up with an explanation: "But I only played for a month, and the more I got bored, I went home to play with my mobile phone. I don't know why he has so much enthusiasm."

Xiao Chuyi asked thoughtfully: "Does he only play this game?"

"It seems that he has played other games before, but he has been playing this game since the server opened, and he even said that he wants to dominate this game." Sheng Jianghe curled his lips, "I don't discriminate against him, The main reason is that he hasn’t gotten any better after playing for so long, so it’s better to buy the game company with money.”

... The thinking of rich people is really different from that of ordinary people.

Just as he was speaking, the words "Failure" appeared on the screen in front of Sheng Jianghe.

"..."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Sheng Jianghe played another round pretending to be calm: "It's been a long time since I played, hands are raw."

Xiao Chuyi believed it perfunctorily: "Yes."

Three victories in ten rounds is already a very shameful statistic for Sheng Jianghe.

Obviously, Yan Yuran's "persistence" for such a long time is not without any results.

When Xiao Chuyi walked to the side to answer the phone, seeing Yan Yuran's expression, he was already extremely excited.

It seems to have had the opposite effect...

After Xiao Chuyi hung up the phone, he walked back to his seat and patted Sheng Jianghe's shoulder: "Let's call it a day, let's go."

Sheng Jianghe was already red-eyed in the game: "No, wait until I finish this round!"

Xiao Chuyi was about to walk out slowly: "Tonight's biscuits are gone—"

Before the words fell, Sheng Jianghe immediately turned off the computer, and ran towards Xiao Chuyi like a gust of wind: "Here we come!"

It seems desserts are a little more attractive than games.

Xiao Chuyi raised the corners of his mouth, feeling in a good mood.

When the two reached the door, Yan's mother had already arrived and was about to take her son home.

Yan Yuran waved her mother's hand away impatiently, but Yan's mother still refused to say a single word, but her eyes were red, and then she cast her eyes on Xiao Chuyi for help.

"Ms. Xiao..." Yan's mother cried out in pleading, and waited helplessly for him to help her son persuade her to go back.

Sheng Jianghe was standing behind Xiao Chuyi, frowned upon hearing this, and looked at Yan's mother with some displeasure.

He subconsciously tightened Xiao Chuyi's clothes, wanting him to leave it alone.

Xiao Chuyi was used to Yan's mother's attitude, so he was not too angry, and patted Sheng Jianghe on the shoulder to signal him to stop talking.

Yan Yuran finally saw Xiao Chuyi at this time, his face froze immediately, and he called out in a dull voice: "Teacher Xiao."

"Report in my office next week." Xiao Chuyi said a few words in a neutral manner, and then motioned him to look at his mother, "Your mother has come to pick you up in person, why don't you hurry up and go home with her."

What she said were all innocuous words, Xiao Chuyi was not interested in reprimanding her son in front of the doting mother, even if she said it, she would have to be refuted by the other party, which was not very meaningful.

The only thing Yan Yuran was not afraid of was his mother. For the "famous" new class teacher in front of him, he remembered the horrible rumors among his classmates, so he subconsciously shrank his neck, lowered his head and did not dare to refute, and obediently followed Yan's mother out of the Internet cafe.

When the two groups parted ways, Xiao Chuyi and Sheng Jianghe could still hear Yan Yuran getting angry with his mother.

"Why are you so talkative? His mother doesn't care about it." Sheng Jianghe was still not very happy, feeling a little unworthy, "He is not your son, why does his mother rely on you? If anything happens in the future, she I will definitely blame you in turn.”

"After all, I'm a student, so I can't just leave it alone." Xiao Chuyi put his hands in his pockets, looked down at Sheng Jianghe, and couldn't help laughing, "You're not my son, I'm not in charge of your dinner and dessert ."

"It's not the same thing..."

"Do you hate Yan Yuran?"

"I don't hate it." Sheng Jianghe curled his lips, "One size counts for one size. Apart from being addicted to playing games, he is actually pretty good. I just can't understand his mother's appearance. It used to be the same. Obviously Yan Yuran took us He went out to play games, but she blamed us for taking his son away..."

Speaking of Yan Yuran's mother, Sheng Jianghe was full of complaints.

Originally, the few of them had a good relationship with Yan Yuran, and there were a few boys who liked playing games as much as him.

As a result, after skipping class several times and the teacher found the parents, Yan's mother specially found some of their classmates and accused them of bringing her son down.

A few classmates were very wronged, but this middle-aged woman who was good at chattering helped them get rid of their Internet addiction after a long time.

Yan Yuran apologized to her classmates, and even had a big fight with Yan's mother over it.

It's unknown how effective it will be, anyway, at that time, no one was willing to go to Internet cafes with Yan Yuran.

Correspondingly, all the students in the class who had come into contact with Yan's mother did not have a good impression of her, but sympathized with Yan Yuran very much.

It's hard work to have such a wonderful mother.

"...She actually had the face to complain to my mother about her son not being close to her before. There is nothing wrong with this kind of education method." Sheng Jianghe disdained this very much, "Also always shift the responsibility to others, It's really shameless!"

Seeing that the leader of the former troubled teenagers talked about the issue of education right now, Xiao Chuyi couldn't help but look up at the bright sky, and couldn't help but feel a little relieved like an old father in his heart.

Fortunately, Sheng Jianghe's parents didn't hand him over to his uncle who spoiled him too much, otherwise he would probably be the second Yan Yuran.

Maybe he was infected by Sheng Yuhang's aura of a good person, or Mr. Sheng was good at raising children, at least now Sheng Jianghe is very close to the three views of "normal people".

Thank God, thank you Mr. Sheng.

On the way back, Sheng Jianghe took Xiao Chuyi to take a shortcut.

According to Sheng Jianghe's child's surrender, when he skipped class and went out to play games with Yan Yuran, he always followed that path.

Because the Internet cafes near the school do not allow minors to enter, they have already secretly explored a new path for this.

Sheng Jianghe vowed that the road can come and go freely, which can save at least half of the journey time.

Although he had already made it clear that the past should not be blamed, Sheng Jianghe still received a half-smile expression and a threatening reminder from the new head teacher.

"Don't you know that places like warehouses in alleys are the hardest hit areas for kidnapping and ransom?"

"I'm past the age of being intimidated by rumors." Sheng Jianghe didn't think so, and even rolled his eyes, "Even if there is, it's just an example, how can it be so unlucky."

Five minutes later, Sheng Jianghe tugged on Xiao Chuyi's sleeve, silently swallowed, and decided to swallow the above sentence back.

Right in front of the road—right in the middle of the alley, near the end of the road, just before you can set foot on the main road, six or seven young Shamat youths with gangster-like hairstyles, unique hairstyles and big gold chain tattoos are standing in front of them. At the intersection, everyone was carrying kitchen knives and iron bars in their hands, and they only missed the four big words "I'm not easy to mess with" on their faces.

They look much more social than the young students outside the school.

Two people were probably standing on the lookout at the intersection, and the rest were fighting one-sidedly with some poor passerby.

The muffled sound of fists made one's scalp numb.

When they saw a big and a small walking towards them, they were startled at the same time, and then laughed excitedly, their eyes were shining like they saw some fat sheep.

"Hey, Brother Zhengchou has nowhere to play, and I didn't expect two fat sheep to come."

"Little brother's clothes are of good material, do you have any spare money to lend to my brothers?"

"The one over there hasn't been repaired yet, so another one will come...or let's go first."

"This little boy is very weak, and there is a child, he must be a son of a rich family. If he can be tied back, maybe he can make another fortune."

"Exactly! The owner is so stingy this time, and made us stay here for so long, with only so little money... I think these two must be very rich."

"..."

It's no wonder these gangsters are so excited and unscrupulous. In their eyes, Xiao Chuyi and Sheng Jianghe, who bumped into each other unintentionally, are the ones who came to their door to take advantage of them.

A child, dressed in a dignified body, is so beautiful that ordinary people don't look like ordinary people. At first glance, he looks like a young master raised by a rich family.

As for the other young man, he looked more low-key, with a relaxed expression, no aggressiveness, and a warm feeling.

He was wearing a thin black long windbreaker, his hair hadn't been taken care of for a long time, and the black hair tails were scattered around his neck, which made his face extraordinarily white. At first glance, he looked like a good-looking college student who hadn't left society yet.

In short, you can't beat it at first glance.

"Xiao, Teacher Xiao..." Sheng Jianghe's voice trembled a little, "Is it too late for us to pretend we didn't see them?"

"Ah, it's probably too late." Xiao Chuyi looked up at the sky, touched his nose, trying to separate himself from his crow mouth, "I reminded you."

"Then can you walk through walls?" Sheng Jianghe asked with a sad face.

"No." Xiao Chuyi replied.

Sheng Jianghe looked up at the muscular men with weapons, and then looked down at his short legs.

Certainly can't run away from those few people.

"Then we are dead." Sheng Jianghe was full of despair and decided to give up on himself, "I want to send a text message to my uncle, so that he will remember to burn more paper for us in the coming year..."

"What are you afraid of?" Xiao Chuyi tapped Sheng Jianghe's forehead lightly, "Aren't I still here?"

"Ah." Sheng Jianghe covered his forehead, raised his head and was about to complain, when his face was covered with a coat thrown in front of him.

"Children don't want to watch such a discordant scene." Xiao Chuyi stood in front of Sheng Jianghe and pushed him to the wall, "Wait here for me."

When he heard ghosts crying and howling wolves behind him, Sheng Jianghe's hand holding the phone trembled.

He turned his head and saw Xiao Chuyi leaning against the wall, lowering his sleeves to cover a bruise on the lower side of his wrist.

Although it only passed through the eyes for a moment, it was particularly eye-catching compared with the pale complexion, and it was also extraordinarily dazzling.

Xiao Chuyi lowered his brows and eyes, his gaze flickered past the wound, and the stunned expression on his face also disappeared in a flash.

Other than that, the only visible wounds on his body were two scratches on the side of his cheeks, which were still red, and beads of blood were slowly gathering at the edge of the wound. He probably felt it, and just wiped it off casually. , with a streak of red on the fingertips.

Sheng Jianghe's gaze followed the red streak, and he woke up suddenly when he caught sight of the person lying on the ground out of the corner of his eye.

Now Xiao Chuyi is the only one standing at the scene.

Sheng Jianghe hugged Xiao Chuyi's coat, looked up at him, opened his mouth uncontrollably, and after a while he said with emotion: "Mr. Xiao is amazing..."

so brutal...

However, this is the romance of men!

Sheng Jianghe's face was flushed with excitement, and he reached out and clenched his hands into fists: "Mr. Xiao, I want to learn to fight too!"

Xiao Chuyi rubbed Sheng Jianghe's head fiercely, and replied decisively: "No."

Sheng Jianghe puffed up his cheeks: "Why?"

While walking forward, Xiao Chuyi lowered his head and poked at the phone screen, and said slowly: "Good boys don't fight."

"Don't you know it too?" Sheng Jianghe whispered, "You're still so cruel."

Xiao Chuyi smiled, but didn't answer.

He stopped in front of the poor passerby who was besieged, raised his eyes for two seconds, and then looked back indifferently.

At the same time, the phone in his hand was connected, and he walked aside and said something in a low voice.

Sheng Jianghe was attracted by the sight, squatting in front of this poor passer-by: "He was beaten so badly, should we call an ambulance?"

The passer-by was already covered in blood, his face was covered with dust and blood, and he couldn't distinguish his original appearance for a while.

Just judging from the material of his clothes and the attitude of those people just now, he should be considered a rich man.

At this moment, he was leaning against the wall, and could only hear a slight panting sound, and he didn't know if he was beaten to the point of losing consciousness, or simply lost his strength.

Sheng Jianghe looked at it, and always felt that face was a little familiar: "Hey, have I met you somewhere?"

Just as Xiao Chuyi hung up the phone, from the corner of his eye, he saw Sheng Jianghe squatting in front of the man studying, and lightly reminded him: "Stay away from him."

Sheng Jianghe obediently moved back a few steps, and then asked, "Why?"

Xiao Chuyi bent the corners of his mouth, without any warmth: "Neuropathy is contagious."

When Song Haoxuan rushed to the scene, he happened to see a man covered in blood being carried into an ambulance.

One big and one small in the alley were squatting on the ground, as if they were looking at something.

They didn't stand up until they saw Song Haoxuan.

After seeing Sheng Jianghe's face clearly, Song Haoxuan looked surprised: "Xiao Chuyi, your illegitimate son is already this old?"

"..." Xiao Chuyi was silent for a moment, "I am a student."

"I'm sorry, sorry, I thought this child was so good-looking, I thought it was your seed." Song Haoxuan apologized without sincerity, "Why did you call me here?"

"Are you really looking for someone to set up Shen Bixiao's sack?" Xiao Chuyi asked straight to the point.

"No." Song Haoxuan was stunned, "I mean, it's not too late yet."

As he said that, he seemed to realize something, and his expression suddenly changed: "Didn't you say that someone repaired him, didn't you, that just now... Could it be Shen Bixiao?"

No wonder he didn't recognize him at first, who would have thought that the mighty Young Master Shen would be reduced to such a miserable appearance.

In the past, he was the only one who played tricks on others. Although everyone who knew the truth wanted to beat him up, Xiao Chuyi was the only one who actually put it into practice.

Even Xiao Chuyi had grasped the measure, so that he wouldn't hit him in such a miserable state...as if he would burp in the next second.

After all, this level of tragedy is enough for a person to suffer a lawsuit.

Song Haoxuan's face was a bit ugly, and he defended himself: "It must not be me, do I seem to be such a stupid person, even if I want to find someone, I will definitely let them not slap me in the face."

"I believe you don't hate him that much." Xiao Chuyi patted the dust on the hem of his clothes, and handed him the mobile phone he picked up from the ground, "This is the mobile phone left by those people. There is a special person in charge of taking pictures. It's just money for business, but their posture really beat people to death."

If Xiao Chuyi hadn't come in time, maybe Shen Bixiao would have been beaten to death by them.

Even if Xiao Chuyi didn't say this, Song Haoxuan would have realized it after flipping through a few photos saved in his mobile phone.

His mood can't be said to be wonderful, and it can be described as "fear after death". It is true that he really doesn't like Shen Bixiao, but if the other party is really beaten to death, he must be the main suspect.

Who knows if someone is deliberately messing with the two of them behind their backs? Apart from Xiao Chuyi, who has turned the page not long ago, he is the only center of the well-known conflict recently.

Xiao Chuyi specially called him over, mainly to remind him.

"I'll give you the phone. You can call the police or investigate yourself, but the person surnamed Shen will definitely suspect you. If there is any situation, just call me and let me know."

"Okay. Thank you, I owe you a favor." Song Haoxuan's thanks came from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't help but sigh, "It's really hard for you to hate him so much and save him."

"It was just an accident, I didn't realize it was him at first." Xiao Chuyi paused, and then said, "But, I really don't want him to die so early."

"I didn't expect you to be quite soft-hearted." Song Haoxuan's emotion was also genuine.

If he had been tricked like this before, let alone rescue him by chance on the road, if he didn't go up and kick him a few more times, it would be considered the utmost restraint.

The only possibility for the latter situation to occur is that there are many passers-by watching, and he will become a suspect if he steps up.

"It's such a pity to die so early." Xiao Chuyi raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. He was indeed gentle, but somehow had a cold temperature. Live."

It's only just beginning now.

If Shen Bixiao died so early, it would be too cheap for him.

Song Haoxuan was stunned, Xiao Chuyi had already waved to Sheng Jianghe, said goodbye to him and left.

"gone."

Two people, one big and one small, walked forward side by side, their backs were harmonious like a family.

Song Haoxuan came back to his senses, scratched his hair in distress, and muttered: "So he holds grudges so much..."

While sighing with emotion in a low voice, he lowered his head and glanced at the mobile phone that Xiao Chuyi handed over.

The lock screen password had already been cracked, so he entered the communication interface unimpeded, and started browsing from the top.

The people who hired those gangsters didn't seem to have any awareness of precautions. The number of numbers with the most calls recently was the highest, as if they were afraid that others would not guess that this was the employer.

Another possibility is that the employer really has a deep hatred for Shen Bixiao, and he doesn't even bother to cover it up, and only wants to kill Shen Bixiao.

However, recently, there has been a deep hatred with Shen Bixiao...

Apart from Xiao Chuyi, there is also him who just took over the company, so there seems to be no one else.

But none of them were radicals who would do such stupid things for Shen Bixiao.

Song Haoxuan was thinking, and his eyes fell on the top row of numbers. After his attention was drawn back a little, he suddenly felt that this string of numbers looked familiar.

This seems to be...

Song Haoxuan shook his hand, the call had already been dialed, and the number belonged to the neighboring province.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and the flash of light in his mind finally formed a thread.

He pressed the end call button.

He remembered whose number it was.

—— Ning Chengxin.

That is, one of the people who conspired with Shen Bixiao to cheat Xiao Chuyi, the guy who wanted to share more shares with all his heart and eyes.

Ning Chengxin's family is in a neighboring province, and he hasn't changed his number since he came to City B for many years. He has a bad temper, but he is not bad at work, so when Song Haoxuan pulled Shen Bixiao off his horse, he also worked hard to win him over. This guy.

But Ning Chengxin was only interested in interests, he was inferior to other people who knew the world, but he wasn't flexible enough either.

In other words, it's a foolish temper.

At that time, Song Haoxuan had too many things on his hands, so he didn't have much spare energy to pester him to death.

Later, it was Xiao Chuyi who helped him deal with Ning Chengxin.

No one knows how these two people who had stood on opposite sides reached a cooperation.

But just like Song Haoxuan is also cooperating with Xiao Chuyi, there is nothing in this world that cannot be leveraged by interests.

What's more, there was already a rift between the few of them, and they only needed an introduction, so there was no need to waste any more effort to instigate rebellion.

At that time, Xiao Chuyi had no nostalgia for the company, and it would not threaten his status. A little bit of interest could leave a good impression, and it would be easy to cooperate in the future.

So at that time Song Haoxuan only knew the result, but didn't ask about the process in detail.

Thinking about it now...

The last smile on Song Haoxuan's face disappeared, the corners of his lips were drawn down, and his brows gradually wrinkled.

Before Xiao Chuyi left, Ning Chengxin was Shen Bixiao's weak dog, and he could follow the instructions with a few bones.

On the surface, there was no direct conflict between the latter two, and it was only about the division of interests, but it didn't make him hate Shen Bixiao to the bone.

But this is only "on the surface".

In fact, Ning Chengxin was going home to get married at the beginning, and his family was far away in a neighboring province, so he naturally had to leave the company.

At that time, the company had just started, and Ning Chengxin listened to Shen Bixiao the most. Since the latter didn't have any cronies around him, he was naturally reluctant to let him go.

If it was an ordinary person, he would either be moved with affection, or divide more interests, but Shen Bixiao was the only one who did not take the usual path.

In other words, he doesn't pay attention to other people's emotional appeals at all, and only treats them as toys that can be manipulated and disassembled at will.

When Song Haoxuan heard some news, Ning Chengxin's long-distance girlfriend had already married, and his parents also died in the same year.

With no thought of going back, Ning Chengxin stayed in City B with all his heart.

Out of a certain intuition, Song Haoxuan always felt that things were not so simple.

But everything was as usual, and Ning Chengxin only thought he was unlucky. After returning, he was sluggish for a while, cursed the couple for a few days, and then went back to work.

Shen Bixiao didn't come forward from the beginning to the end, and no one related this matter to him, including Ning Chengxin himself.

It was only later that Song Haoxuan guessed from some clues that he had an inseparable relationship with Shen Bixiao.

But no one can put it on the surface without evidence.

What's more, only Song Haoxuan was aware of this matter, and he couldn't convince anyone.

He couldn't even convince himself that it was an undeniable fact.

But now...that incident seems to be the only possibility for Ning Chengxin to target Shen Bixiao.

Of course, Shen Bixiao herself would not take the initiative to speak out, and Song Haoxuan could not speak out without evidence.

Ning Chengxin had long since severed all ties with his hometown, treating the past as an untouchable black history, and it was impossible to actively investigate it.

So who the hell told him?

Who put indisputable "evidence" in front of him and made him recklessly take revenge?

From the time when Ning Chengxin was with Shen Bixiao, to when he betrayed Song Haoxuan, among the people he came into contact with...

There is Xiao Chuyi.

When thinking of this name again, Song Haoxuan couldn't help shivering.

"terrible……"

On the way back, Sheng Jianghe behaved much better.

When encountering traffic lights, he obediently tugged on Xiao Chuyi's sleeves, followed him when he saw him leave, even unscrewed the cap of the bottle to buy water on the roadside before handing it over.

As attentive as a little brother running errands.

Xiao Chuyi was chilled by the child, and looked at him helplessly: "What do you want to eat?"

Sheng Jianghe replied obediently: "I want to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

Xiao Chuyi looked down at the time on the phone, and turned around: "Then let's go to the supermarket first, the tomatoes are gone, and there are still eggs and milk."

Sheng Jianghe followed Xiao Chuyi step by step.

When the two walked out of the supermarket, Sheng Yuhang, who received a text message to pick up his little nephew, couldn't help being surprised for a while when he saw them.

Of course Xiao Chuyi has nothing wrong with it, the problem is that the little nephew who has always been coquettish and arrogant will take the initiative to help the adults share the weight of the shopping bags.

And looking at his fart-ridden appearance, it is obvious that he was not forced.

Sheng Yuhang: "..." Was the world destroyed and restarted when I was away?

Xiao Chuyi was also a little surprised when he saw Sheng Yuhang, and quickly realized that he glanced at Sheng Jianghe: "Did you call?"

Sheng Jianghe immediately raised a bright smile: "Yeah, didn't I see that Mr. Xiao had worked too hard after exercising, and how tired I was walking back. It just so happens that my uncle is off work, so let's go back together on the way."

Sheng Yuhang, who was regarded as a tool man, was silent for a moment, but still did not expose his little nephew, the fact that this supermarket was completely opposite to their family and company.

When getting into the car, Sheng Jianghe and Xiao Chuyi got into the back row together, and Sheng Yuhang saw the latter's face through the rearview mirror.

The wound on Xiao Chuyi's face had solidified, leaving only two vague red marks.

I couldn't see clearly because of the hair blocking it, but now it's too eye-catching.

He put the shopping bag in the empty space of the seat, and when he raised his wrist, there were bruises on the cuff.

Sheng Yuhang's gaze paused for a moment, then he turned his gaze and started the car.

Xiao Chuyi seems to have been not very good at taking care of himself, or not interested in taking care of himself.

Obviously, whether it is housework or cooking, there is nothing that he is not good at, and he is even very skilled in making desserts.

At first glance, he should be a very meticulous person, but as long as you get along with him, you can find that his living habits all reveal a perfunctory style of painting.

In short, it is good to be able to maintain a minimum life.

Even if it is cooking and making desserts, it is actually serving the uncles and nephews who are opposite each other.

He's used to asking them what they want to eat, but rarely sees anything other than their menu.

It's as if the person has no particular preferences at all.

Looking at it this way, he is actually a guy who is easy to worry about.

Sheng Yuhang sighed inwardly.

Obviously at the beginning, he just wanted to ask him to help establish a relationship with his little nephew, but he didn't expect that after getting along with him, he couldn't help but worry about him.

But having said that, it's all Xiao Chuyi's fault for being too careless about himself.

What a headache guy.

Sheng Yuhang drove just like his own people, very stable, with almost no sudden braking and bumps.

Sheng Jianghe was young, and soon started yawning, and Xiao Chuyi was also infected with sleepiness.

The two heads, one big and one small, moved bit by bit at the same time, almost colliding with each other.

The car was halfway through when Sheng Yuhang stopped the car on the side of the road.

Xiao Chuyi woke up suddenly, rubbed his eyes and looked forward, and found that there were strange buildings around him, he thought he had lost his memory.

Looking further ahead, he realized that Sheng Yuhang had opened the car door to get out of the car, but he didn't even take out the car key.

"what happened?"

"It's okay, I'm going down to buy something."

Xiao Chuyi didn't pay much attention to it, nodded his head, but he didn't last long despite his sleepiness. Fortunately, Sheng Yuhang came back soon.

In a daze, he heard the rustling of plastic bags and a helpless sigh.

But Xiao Chuyi didn't put it in his mind, and soon fell into a drowsy sleep.

When he got home, Sheng Jianghe regained his energy as soon as he got out of the car, and went upstairs bouncing up and down.

Xiao Chuyi was not as good at switching as he was, and his spirit was still a little sluggish. He didn't regain some energy until he entered the house.

He didn't even notice Sheng Yuhang's gaze falling on him from time to time.

After feeding the two guys with negative cooking skills, Xiao Chuyi remembered the promise he had made to Sheng Jianghe, said it and went back to his home.

When washing his hands, water droplets splashed on his face, Xiao Chuyi wiped it off, and felt a faint tingling sensation.

He frowned subconsciously, but didn't pay much attention, and then began to clean up the kitchen utensils.

A long time ago, it was common for him to be injured, and this small wound was not painful at all to him.

Two sleeps will be fine.

Just as he knocked the egg open, Xiao Chuyi heard a rhythmic knock on the door.

Sheng Yuhang stood outside the door.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Chuyi had some flour on his hands and face, and looked at him in surprise, "Didn't you have enough for dinner?"

"I'm full." Sheng Yuhang couldn't help laughing, and lifted the two small medicine bottles in his hand: "I think you seem to be injured, you still need to clean up the wound."

It turned out that he had gone to the pharmacy to buy medicine before.

Xiao Chuyi blinked, seeing the concern on Sheng Yuhang's face, he was too embarrassed to say no.

"Ah, thank you then, you can put it here first, I'll just come by myself when I'm done."

"Let me help you." Sheng Yuhang insisted, "It's not convenient for you to have an injury on your hand."

"It's okay, it's just some minor injuries." Xiao Chuyi didn't care too much, "It will be fine soon, it's nothing to worry about."

"Be nice to yourself, okay?" Sheng Yuhang was a little helpless, "If you're afraid of trouble, don't always come back with injuries."

"I don't want to either." Xiao Chuyi was even more helpless, "I just wanted to take a shortcut casually."

"En." Sheng Yuhang didn't know whether he believed it or not, but his expression was as gentle as ever, and his tone of voice could not hear any accusation.

"Be careful next time. If you get hurt, others will worry too."