"You don't need that." In the end, Chen Wengang laughed, "I have no reason to be angry. ”

"This is the case, and now it's a matter of how to solve it. Do you want to take the money to shut her mouth, or call the police, or whatever. Of course, if you call the police, you may not be able to hide it, and it is also very troublesome. But with the money, she may not be willing to discuss it well. ”

Chen Wengang's reaction to this incident was so calm that he couldn't speak. Zheng Yucheng's back was slightly hunched, he knew that he was at a loss, so he could only be dumbfounded.

Even this whole trap, Zheng Yucheng could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

As soon as I woke up, there was nothing to do with the man himself - nothing happened at all!

He Wanxin confessed to him with a triumphant expression, and asked him to casually ask if anyone believed it.

That's all there is to it.

But in all the panic and anxiety of Zheng Yucheng, Chen Wengang's reaction is the real fatal link for him.

He didn't even ask if this was true, but calmly helped Zheng Yucheng think about how to deal with this crisis.

Chen Wengang doesn't give a fuck a damn idea at all.

In Zheng Yucheng's sight, he suddenly saw a dazzling red mark on his collarbone.

Realizing his suddenly tightened gaze, Chen Wengang lowered his head, was stunned, and pulled his collar.

"Since now this photo ......"

"Around your neck." Zheng Yucheng gritted his teeth and asked, "Did Huo Niansheng do it?" ”

Since he was seen, Chen Wengang simply didn't care: "It's him." We spent one night. ”

His tone was light and breezy.

However, Zheng Yucheng is now stepping into the abyss: "You and him - in the yacht club?" ”

Chen Wengang frowned: "Zheng Yucheng." His face finally turned cold, "Don't interrogate me like a prisoner." ”

Zheng Yucheng's stomach was stuffed with stones. Nightmares pressed against his chest one after another, as if he couldn't wake up anyway.

He suddenly grabbed Chen Wengang's shoulder, and even said something out of anger because of anger: "Why? Are you here to get revenge on me? ”

Chen Wengang looked at him with pleasure and said word by word: "My feelings for him have nothing to do with you. ”

Zheng Yucheng's mind was actually blank, and when he looked at the viciousness, he was only strong on the outside, and his breath was trembling.

Chen Wengang had turned around and gone upstairs.

When I returned to the room, the pleasure in my chest slowly calmed down.

Chen Wengang laughed at himself, put his phone on the table, and slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.

Huo Niansheng's sense of presence on him had not been completely eliminated, and he moved a little and changed his posture slightly.

It was a childish act to swear an oath to the old man, but he did it anyway, and on the spur of the moment, Chen Wengang did not hold back.

He looked down at his phone again, and pulled up his calendar to check it. In his previous life, although Zheng Yucheng also had a bed photo incident with He Wanxin, the location did not take place in Singapore, and this business trip was much later.

Presumably, after he is reborn, everyone's different choices will cause a different butterfly effect.

Just like Huo Meijie's pregnancy, it was also something that she didn't have in her previous life, which is understandable.

Chen Wengang actually can't remember how he faced Zheng Yucheng's first betrayal in his previous life, but it is just some memories that are not worth thinking about, but looking back, what he hates most is not Zheng Yucheng's betrayal.

When he hated it the most, it was after Huo Niansheng died, Zheng Yucheng learned the truth and divorced He Wanxin, and tried to redeem it:

"Wengang, you should recognize the reality, Huo Niansheng has been dead for so many years after all...... There was no way he could come back. ”

Chen Wengang looked at him expressionlessly, as if looking at the enemy: "It's not your turn to tell me about him." ”

Zheng Yucheng humbly begged: "But those who are alive still have to live well." I want to beg you to give me another chance, and I am willing to spend the rest of my life to make up for all the mistakes I have made. I'm actually very grateful to Huo Niansheng, who saved you when you were desperate, and did what I, a bastard, should have done, so that I wouldn't even have a chance to repent. ”

If it weren't for the unhappiness of facing Zheng Yucheng just now, he suddenly remembered the unhappiness of these selective forgetting.

Chen Wengang himself didn't know that he would hold a grudge until now.

He is not a person who likes to turn over old accounts, he has already said what he should say to Zheng Yucheng in his previous life, so he feels that there is no need to scold again.

What he said at the time was, "You're not in a position to be grateful to him." Yucheng, don't take yourself too seriously. ”

*

Early the next morning, Chen Wengang got up and went downstairs, and saw Zheng Yucheng already sitting at the dining table, his face gloomy.

Chen Wengang smiled slightly, dragged out the chair and sat down casually, picked up the fork, and divided the scrambled eggs on the plate.

He was dressed as usual, his shirt was light blue, and the first button of the neckline was open, revealing his white neck.

It's not easy to detect the scars inside if you don't get close, but he doesn't mean to hide it at all.

What's more, Zheng Yucheng knows that some facts will not change.

Whether it's him or Chen Wengang.

Zheng Bingyi is still in the hospital, only Zheng Baoqiu and Zheng Maoxun come down to eat one after another.

But it didn't take long for Ah Mei to come quietly, look around at a few people present, and choose to tell Zheng Baoqiu: "Young Master Huo is here." ”

Zheng Maoxun heard it next to him and felt strange: "He's fine, who would come to someone else's house so early?" ”

"Probably because I heard that my wife is pregnant?" Ah Mei was also puzzled, but guessed with joy, "I also brought supplements such as blood swallows, and Lin Bo is taking him to the small living room." You'll finish eating later, and we'll see. ”

Zheng Maoxun was even more inexplicable, and asked Zheng Baoqiu: "The news is so smart, when did he care so much about our mother?" ”

Zheng Baoqiu didn't think much about it: "After all, we have been together for the past few days." Brother Wen Gang, did you tell him before you left? ”

Zheng Yucheng pursed the corners of his mouth into a line, he had done his best to make a non-gaffe.

Chen Wengang nodded, pushed away the plate, and smiled lightly: "I left a note." I'm done eating, so I'll go over and have a look. ”

When he walked to the small living room, Lin Bo had just finished serving tea to Huo Niansheng.

The guest, who didn't know how to be polite, was stilting his legs in the sofa, and when he saw Chen Wengang, he raised a cynical smile at him.

It's a little evil, and it's a little pleasant.

Limber took the tray and entertained the guests as the host's business.

"Why are you here? Have you eaten? ”

"Not yet."

"There's still a kitchen yet, I'll ask them to serve you a little, how many pads?"

Huo Niansheng was really angry with him: "Wengang, do you see that I ran to Zheng's house early in the morning, like I just came to beg for food?" ”

Chen Wengang finally sat down on the single sofa next to him. Huo Niansheng leaned over to Chen Wengang, his arm casually resting on the armrest, leaning forward, complaining on his lips, but his body language was a gesture of seeking intimacy.

Chen Wengang didn't hide, and the foreheads and noses of the two almost touched each other.

。

His eyelids lowered slightly, and his gaze fell on Huo Niansheng's chest, and a woody scent seemed to cling to him.

Huo Niansheng touched his wrist a little bit, and his voice murmured: "You."

It's good to wake up, leave me and run, why don't you tell me to get up and send you off? ”

Chen Wengang held him with his backhand, the corners of his mouth hooked up a little smile, and asked rhetorically: "In what name?" ”

Huo Niansheng suddenly used force, pulled him into his arms, and said hatefully: "What else can it be?" Driver. ”

Chen Wengang lunged forward and bumped into him.

Chest to chest, the air is a little more beautiful for a moment.

The sun shone on Chen Wengang's face, and even the fine fluff was brightened, and his pupils were clear, like transparent amber.

Huo Niansheng put his arm around Chen Wengang, rubbed one hand on his back and rubbed it slowly, and whispered in his ear, "It still hurts?" ”

Chen Wengang's body relaxed into a soft curve, put his forehead on his shoulder, and shook his head with his face hidden. As soon as his hand was cold, he felt something like a tube, and a line of eyes appeared through the gap, and he saw that Huo Niansheng was stuffed with a tube of ointment in his hand.

The translucent body of the tube is densely printed with English. He was concentrating on distinguishing the name of the medicine, and his ear was rubbed softly.

Huo Niansheng laughed: "It's a lot of trouble, just to send you something, remember to use it." ”

Chen Wengang reacted, his face suddenly burned, and he let out a "hmm" and stuffed it into his pocket.

Huo Niansheng liked to tease him, and was tickled by the nasal voice: "Or take me to your room, and I'll teach you?" ”

Chen Wengang sneered and slapped him on the back: "Don't be too presumptuous in other people's homes." ”

When Zheng Baoqiu came to the living room, he received a tube of lipstick thrown first.

The two men had sat apart, and there was no sign on their faces.

She was surprised: "I've turned this lipstick many times, and I just said why it's not in the bag!" ”

Huo Niansheng smiled and hated: "Lose three and four." You landed in the guest room bathroom, or the cleaning found out. ”

Zheng Baoqiu smiled: "Thank you, cousin, this is a good friend of mine who sent it abroad, and it is of commemorative significance." ”

"How's my aunt?"

"She and the baby are fine, but they are still dizzy, I don't know if it is Meniere, and they will be discharged from the hospital if they are fine for two more days."

Huo Niansheng didn't mean to drink, obviously had no real interest in the child, so he said a few perfunctory greetings, and quickly got up to say goodbye.

Zheng Baoqiu and Chen Wengang followed and stood up and sent him to the door.

came and went in a hurry, only the second monk Zheng Maoxun was puzzled, and even went crazy with curiosity: "What the hell is he here for?" Just to find out if our family really wants to increase the population? Sick? ”

When he turned around, he saw Chen Wengang, and looked at himself with a half-smile: "Ah Xun, when can you change your mouth." ”

Zheng Maoxun snorted and stretched out disappreciatively. In fact, the holiday is not over today, he has not taken back his playfulness, and his mother on the other side of the hospital does not need him to accompany her, and is thinking about what to do, when he suddenly asked Chen Wengang: "Hey, where are you going today?" ”

Chen Wengang looked back in the direction of the upper floor, Zheng Yucheng never showed up after breakfast.

That being the case, presumably he is willing to solve his own troubles on his own.

Chen Wengang turned his head: "I'll go to the school library to read books." ”

Zheng Maoxun pouted: "Isn't it, so hardworking?" ”

Chen Wengang teased: "Yes, so you should learn from me." ”

Zheng Maoxun glared at him, but changed his mind on a whim: "Okay, I'll go too." I haven't been to the library a few times. ”

He wanted to see how good students learned.

Obviously, Zheng Maoxun is not exaggerating at all, he knows at most which way the doors of the magnificent library in the university are opening.

Chen Wengang took him along, and he even had to look for a while where to swipe his student card to enter the gate.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Kim University Library is the famous invincible mountain view, and the bright azure breeze is surging in the clouds, which is magnificent.

Zheng Maoxun began to wander after sitting on his butt for a quarter of an hour, his eyes were clear and aimless.

Chen Wengang sat opposite him, flipping through a thick professional book, already preparing for his graduation thesis for the next semester in advance.

His silhouette was dimly reflected on the glass, his expression was focused, and he sat upright, not only Zheng Maoxun observed him, but another girl at the same table also looked at him a few times, and finally couldn't help it, and asked Ai Ai: "That, are you surnamed Chen?" ”

Chen Wengang raised his head and smiled at her, lowered his voice, and responded.

She breathed a sigh of relief in surprise, and also spoke in an angry voice: "I was worried about admitting my mistake just now." Hello senior, I'm a professional with you, a direct junior, two levels lower than you. ”

Zheng Maoxun raised his eyebrows: "Then how do you know him?" ”

The girl laughed, her eyes narrowed into crescents: "Haven't you seen the school forum?" Seniors are frequent visitors to the confession wall. Moreover, our entire major has been pulling votes for him as a campus star recently, senior, our dorm just voted for you yesterday. ”

Chen Wengang was stunned and said with a smile: "Why is this? ”

She said: "You represent the façade of our entire college, of course, you have to push your own people up." ”

Only Zheng Maoxun has more and more question marks on the door of his head: "What is it, what is the 'campus star'?" ”

The girl thought he was not a student of the school, and explained: "Ah...... It is an honorary title selected by our school every semester. The candidates are students with excellent overall performance recommended by each college, from sophomore to senior, and then the champion is selected from the inside. ”

It was only then that Chen Wengang remembered that the instructor had indeed come to him a while ago to ask for his resume, but he had forgotten about it.

Zheng Maoxun raised his voice and "", was limped by Chen Wengang, and then lowered his voice: "...... I know, I'm a student at this school! I just don't usually pay attention. Where can I see the selection you are talking about? ”

The voting interface can be jumped through the school's official website.

Zheng Maoxun opened it with his mobile phone under the guidance of the girl, but two familiar faces came into view at the same time.

In addition to Chen Wengang, Mu Qing's photo is also prominently hung among the candidates for the Academy of Arts.

The number of votes is actually quite a lot, but it is not as good as Chen Wengang's votes.

Zheng Maoxun was quite surprised: "Okay, you, Chen Wengang, you are actually quite popular." ”

The girl smiled and said nothing, she had already seen that he was a straight man, and she probably didn't understand what she said.

There are tens of thousands of teachers and students in the school, and of course it is impossible for all of them to know the candidates. Except for a group of students in each college who have a particularly strong sense of collective honor who spontaneously canvass for votes everywhere, or the candidates themselves who will canvass for votes everywhere, who the rest of the passers-by vote for - in the end, this is a world of faces.

The final ones selected are, without exception, students with good looks, brains, and resumes worth bragging about.

In this sense, it really means a popular star on campus.

Zheng Maoxun was still researching, and looked at it for a while: "Is there a bonus for this?" ”

"No, it's just an honor." The girl said, "But you see, the campus stars selected in the past, photos and resumes can always be seen, in other words, they are permanently hung on the school's official interface, proving that you were once the most popular person when you were studying." To put it bluntly, there is a row of noodles. ”

Zheng Maoxun logged in with his student number, showing that each student had five chances to vote.

He muttered a word of boredom, and easily voted for Chen Wengang with all five votes, inviting credit: "Okay, I'll help you get back in the limelight." ”

Chen Wengang couldn't help but laugh: "Thank you then." ”