Song Xiaoxiao thoughtfully: "That's it." He was a good friend of my brother, and my brother had taken me to dinner with him. He gave me the feeling of, well, that is, not much to talk about, but gave a sense of maturity and security. If it weren't for his crippled legs, I guess there would have been more women chasing him than my brother......"

Song Zimo quickly finished the phone call and came back.

Chen Qingyu saw that the night was dark, so he persuaded Song Xiaoxiao to go back and rest.

Her injuries were more serious than Song Xiaoxiao's, and the doctor recommended that she stay in the hospital for observation for one night.

Not long after the Song family brothers and sisters left, Duan Yichen entered the ward.

He threw a thick envelope in front of her.

Chen Qingyu opened it and saw that it was actually a thick stack of 100 yuan bills, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Money. Duan Yichen said.

"I know it's money, but what is it for?"

"This is your mental loss fee, medical expenses ......," Duan Yichen said lightly.

Chen Qingyu was taken aback.

He took her to the hospital, checked her up, and after seeing that she was fine, he left in a hurry.

Is this what he is for?

Chen Qingyu lowered his head: "Yichen, thank you." It's just, why would you want to do that?"

Duan Yichen didn't respond, but opened the thermos box he brought, took out the food inside, and said in a deep voice: "Hungry, eat something." ”

Thinking of that vomiting and diarrhea, Chen Qingyu directly refused: "I want to know, will you still put laxatives in it?"

The last experience, first treated her well, and then gave her a stick, she couldn't afford it.

Duan Yichen was busy with his movements, and he said lightly: "Whatever you want!"

He turned to leave, and as soon as he left the door of the ward, he saw a man leaning against the wall, smiling at him.

Duan Yichen frowned, and the action of turning the wheelchair did not stop.

Luo Chengyu walked over and blocked his way, propping his hands on the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair.

The two faces were a little close.

"Duan Yichen, long time no see!Don't come unharmed!" Luo Chengyu glanced at his legs and made a gesture of regret, "I said the wrong thing, it seems that I am not here!"

Duan Yichen had a disgusted expression on his face, and spit out one word: "Get out!"

Luo Chengyu stood up straight, the expression on his face was unknown: "I always thought that you were dead, but I didn't expect that you were still alive." Although he was lame, he looked more manly than before. It's unexpected. Your former girlfriend is soon to become my wife. Don't worry, I will love her well and love her hard!"

He deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of the words "force" and "love", and his eyes did not let go of any expression on Duan Yichen's face.

It's just that the man has no extra expressions other than to show his disgust for him.

He sighed: "Duan Yichen, you hate me so much?"

"Get out!" Duan Yichen said in a deep voice.

Luo Chengyu smiled: "What? Because I robbed the woman you love the most, don't you hate it in my heart? Hahaha, that's what I want! I marry her, and in the future, she will be my fertility tool, and I will let her give birth to me one child every year, a total of ten, you just wait! I advise you, don't beat her idea again!"

After he finished speaking, he swaggered in the direction of Chen Qingyu's ward.

Duan Yichen's two hands clenched into fists.

Luo Chengyu pushed the door and walked into the ward.

As soon as Chen Qingyu saw him, he picked up a pillow and threw it at him.