The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

“Probably won’t come back.

There was a moment of silence and a cold wind blew.

"Ah sneeze!"

Secretary Hong covered her mouth tightly.

But there are two things in this world that cannot be concealed.

Sneezing, and liking a person.

"A sneeze, a sneeze!"

Duan Xishen: "..."

He said nothing more and turned his wheelchair.

Secretary Hong breathed a sigh of relief.

Very good.

He was really afraid that Duan Xishen would kill him.

He walked behind Duan Xishen and was about to push the man in.

Duan Xishen stopped again.

The man stooped down and picked up the trophy that had been thrown to the ground.

The trophy itself is not very strong, and there is a small hole in the base where it landed.

He carefully wiped away the floating dust.

Secretary Hong was stunned for a moment.

"Is this trophy... going to be returned to Ying Jinhua?"

Duan Xishen frowned slightly.

"No."

Secretary Hong: "..."

He could only express silence, pushed Duan Xishen back to the room, watched as Duan Xishen wiped the trophy clean bit by bit, and carefully carried it back to the villa.

Then he placed it in the highest column of the awards display cabinet in his study.

All the following belong to the Duan Group, as well as some of Duan Xishen's personal awards.

Except for a few particularly meaningful international awards, everything else has long been put away.

Each of the trophies and awards here will probably shock a group of people's jaws.

There is a commemorative cup for the Chinese ambassador and the Duan Group's major contribution award.

The Golden Hook Award for Best Supporting Actor was placed right next to the Duan family's special medal for military merit.

Secretary Hong silently withdrew his gaze and pretended not to have seen it.

Duan Xishen looked at the placement of the Golden Gou Award for Best Supporting Actor, and felt quite satisfied.

He withdrew his gaze.

Behind him, Secretary Hong has prepared toiletries.

"Are you ready to rest?"

Duan Xishen frowned slightly, glanced at the time on the clock on the wall, and nodded.

Secretary Hong twisted the man's towel with his own hands.

"Does Huo Yan really not care? His actions don't seem like he is willing to give up."

When they played tricks on him before, they even killed the Shengshi Group founded by the man himself.

I didn't see any action from the other party.

This time, it was fierce.

I never imagined that the other party had such strength...

Duan Xishen heard the words and snorted softly,

"Don't worry about him."

Secretary Hong's lips moved. If he didn't care anymore, Duan was afraid that he would die in Huo Yan's hands.

He glanced deeply at Duan Xi.

In the end, nothing was said.

It's really hard to do anything to Huo Yan.

If you take action... the eldest lady may really kill Duan Xishen.

She didn't need to do anything.

All it takes is a look.

Secretary Hong lowered his eyelids, helped Duan Xishen get on the bed, then backed away and exited the room.

The lights dimmed.

The man was lying on the bed, but his head was tilted in the direction of the window.

Moonlight poured into the room.

A little cold.

…

The sun came out, gradually dispelling the coolness.

Gu Weimian felt a little stuffy and suffocated.

She turned around, but for some reason, she couldn't move her body.

This feeling……

Just like when she turned into a vegetative state, it seemed that her entire soul was sealed in her body.

She desperately tried to open her eyes.

The next second, it finally opened...