Jiang Yao hesitated for a moment, and took Dong Yan back to see his parents for the first time, if he left halfway, it would be rude. But...

"Let's go, Director Jiang, you don't plan to ignore it, right? Xu Cheren is in the hospital, the matter is urgent, don't be in a daze." Chen Hao's forehead was sweating, and he stomped his feet from time to time, which made the atmosphere of the scene even more tense.

Jiang Yao turned around and walked towards Dong Yan, with a humble face: "Something happened to the student's side, I'm going to go, let's leave later, okay?"

Dong Yan looked at Chen Hao, who was standing aside, and inexplicably saw a smug and confident smile in his eyes. I wanted to scold in my heart, but I still nodded very gentlemanly: "Do you want me to send you over?"

"No, I'll take a taxi with the students. You go back first, and when I'm done here, I'll go find you. Jiang Yao took the backpack he carried from the co-pilot, and as for the packed clothes, he put them back in their place.

Dong Yan opened the taxi door for her and sat on top of her head. waved his hand, saw the car drive a certain distance, and then scolded "Damn!", kicked twice at the green belt on the side, and then drove away.

In the taxi, Jiang Yao clutched her mobile phone tightly. What comes to mind is the picture of Xu Che being attacked from behind and falling to the ground many days ago.

At that time, she had to leave, and this time, maybe a little apologetic.

Along the way, she only cared about nervousness and uneasiness, and didn't notice Chen Hao with a smug face on the co-pilot.

Before coming to the hospital ward, Jiang Yao's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.

"You go in, I'll wait here. Chen Hao pushed the door open, and without waiting for Jiang Yao to go inside, he slammed the door shut, and dragged the doorknob stiffly.

"Are you okay? What about the others?" Jiang Yao saw three hospital beds at the door, and when she walked in, she found that only one hospital bed was lying with an affectionate and tired Xu Che, and the other beds were empty.

"Are there a lot of them?"

"Didn't you?" Jiang Yao twitched the corners of her mouth, probably understanding why Chen Hao was smiling along the way.

Xu Che thought it was a nurse who took the opportunity to discharge himself, lazily raised his eyebrows, and when he saw Jiang Yao with a worried look on his face, his eyes were clear in an instant.

...

A few days ago.

Chen Hao unexpectedly learned that the dirt bun that made Xu Che fascinated was Jiang Yao. He taught a lesson to those who said that he was going to confess to Jiang Yao after graduation.

These self-defeating guys still want to compete with Xu Che for Director Jiang?

"Let's eat and drink in his field for nothing, you see that he lost half his life for Director Jiang, don't we want to think about it?"

"Mouse, what do we think about this? If I were Director Jiang, I would definitely find a white-collar worker with a stable job. Liu Jiaming was straightforward.

"Fuck you, it's not for you to pour cold water on your minds. Wei Wu patted Liu Jiaming's head, eager to knock it open to see how much paste was in it to say such a foolish word.

"Originally, if you have a younger sister, do you want her to follow a big temper, many problems, smoking and drinking, or with a white-collar worker who has a car and a house?" Liu Jiaming pouted aggrievedly.

"Who said that our Che Ye has no car and no house? The old building is about to be demolished, not to mention anything else, at least compensate for a suite, right? The façade room on the second floor is not a house? If that place is sold, at least tens of millions..."

Liu Jiaming raised his eyebrows, and his painting style changed abruptly: "I have a way!"

Xu Che's stomach has been bad, and the pain has been terrible for the past two days, and he underwent surgery to remove his appendix on Thursday.

And so there was this scene...

...

"Thank you to Instructor Jiang for teaching me an idiom. Xu Che pressed one hand under his head, the smile on the corner of his mouth flooded wantonly, and the cold light in his eyes was no longer cold, at this time he was becoming warmer step by step.

"What idiom?"

"Duplicity... You've got it perfectly. ”

This idiom is vividly embodied in her...