He fell in love with the brain in the revenge script

Chapter 107 107: I have been thinking about it for a long time, and I saw... (first update)

Xie Shang pressed down the cigarette and threw it into the trash can.

He Dongzhou came over: "Are you worried?"

He touched the gem on the hedgehog's belly: "Miss Wen hurt her hand, I'm not worried."

"Seriously hurt?"

He shook his head: "We had a few words at that time."

He Dongzhou laughed: "You still quarrel with others?"

Among the people they know each other well, Gu Kaiyun and Xie Shang are the most emotionally stable ones. They know how to fight but don't quarrel with others.If the two of them were compared to two pools of water, Gu Kaiyun's water was too clear, and Xie Shang's was too deep. They both had temperaments that were difficult to cause trouble.

Xie Shang's reputation outside is that of an elegant lunatic. He is elegant first, then crazy.He handles things with ease. He comes from a lawyer family, and his calmness and calmness are engraved in his bones. Except for doing things crazy or playing crazy under certain circumstances, he rarely loses his grace or sense of proportion.

"Dongzhou," Xie Shang laughed at himself, "I'm just an ordinary person." I can be jealous, I can't grasp the sense of proportion, I can be trembling, and I worry about gains and losses.

He Dongzhou was speechless.

"You handle the rest, I'll go back first."

Xie Shang took away the hedgehog bottle.

At the entrance of the museum.

A man wearing a mask and his female companion were stopped by art museum staff.

The man also wore a hat, and there was medical tape on his forehead under the hat: "Why can't we go in?" The woman next to him was making a fuss.

The staff member said: "It's the organizer's intention."

The man was grumpy, impatient, and said in a loud voice: "My invitation letter is from the organizer."

The staff said in a routine tone: "It's the organizer's temporary intention."

The invitation was sent a month ago, but the man's name was temporarily crossed out.

The man was irritated: "Some organizer, let him come out."

The staff remained calm and responded calmly: "Sir, if you keep making such a noise, I will call security."

This scene was completely photographed by a reporter who did not have an invitation letter.

The threshold for Wudu is very high. It is the most luxurious perfume in the country. General media cannot get in. A certain reporter's media company is only a small company and he couldn't get an invitation letter, but he didn't come in vain.

My wife is going to be buried tomorrow, and this scumbag man takes his female companion to the exhibition at night. He is morally corrupt and has no conscience!
This wave of topics will definitely explode.

A reporter was excited. When he turned around, he almost lost his camera and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xie."

A certain reporter has seen the world, and he recognizes the young master of the KE family. He was lucky enough to have photographed it when he was filming Queen Su, but he didn't dare to expose it head-on.

"Did you get it?"

A certain reporter's heart trembled, and he immediately promised: "Don't worry, I won't let my hair get messy. Wudu's perfume exhibition is the only protagonist tonight." He still had some foresight, "How can I be so ostentatious? thing."

Xie Shang said concisely: "Let's go."

"what?"

A reporter was confused.

Xie Shang fiddled with the perfume bottle in his hand: "It's overwhelming. If the Zheng family comes to find you, just say it was my intention." There was no way, he held a grudge.

A reporter's mind was a little stuck: "...Okay."

*****
two hours ago.

Granny Zhu was knocking on the door.

"Long age."

Wen Changling turned over the paper filled with memos and tucked it into the book: "The door is unlocked."

Granny Zhu opened the door and came in, holding two bottles of medicine in her hand.

She put the medicine on Wen Changling's desk: "This was sent by Zhou Zhou."

Zhou Zhou was running errands for her boss.

Grandma Zhu asked with concern: "Where are you injured? Is it serious?"

Wen Changling rolled up his sleeves and showed it to Granny Zhu: "It's not serious, just a knock on my wrist and it's a little bruised."

Grandma Zhu was older and could see things more clearly than young people: "Did you have a fight with Boss Xie?" Otherwise, why would Zhou Zhou come to deliver medicine.

Wen Changling felt a little regretful and applied medicine with his head down: "It's not a quarrel."

It was her failure to control her emotions.

Grandma Zhu watched the two people coming all the way, and couldn't bear to see them arguing. She advised her earnestly: "You haven't talked for long, and you are still in the running-in period. No matter what conflicts there are, don't delay them, and don't hold back and say nothing." Sit down and talk to each other individually, otherwise no matter how good the relationship is, it will go cold."

Wen Changling responded obediently: "Yes, I know."

After Granny Zhu left, Wen Changling went to Xie Shang's place.She has the key to Xie Shang's room, and she can touch everything in Xie Shang's house. Xie Shang said that she can take whatever she wants with her.

Xie Shang hadn't come back yet, so she sat down and waited.They are all the same yard, but his side seems quieter, and the air is different. There is always a faint fragrance in his house.

The spices in the cabinet are well kept and the smell will not escape. The smell in the room should come from Xie Shang.

There is a piece of agarwood on the table, covered by a glass cover.The shape of the fragrant wood is very strange, with many small holes on the surface, like a honeycomb.

Wen Changling knows how to light incense. He learned it from Xie Shang a few days ago.

She opened the incense burner and lit the incense step by step according to the steps Xie Shang had told her.There was also a bottle of wine on the table, golden foreign wine. Xie Shang didn't like drinking, and he had never seen wine here before.Wen Changling poured herself a glass. After drinking the wine, she felt a little sleepy. She lay on the table and wanted to squint for a while.The aroma of the incense burner slowly overflowed and gradually filled the entire room.

Wen Changling didn't know when he fell asleep.

She was woken up by the ringing of her cell phone. She opened her eyes, and after her pupils focused, she stared at one place.

She stretched out her hand to touch it, but missed it.

The phone is still ringing.

She was stunned for a long time before answering the phone.

Yan Boyong called: "Changling, can you come?"

When Xie Shang came back, he went to Wen Changling's side first.

Granny Zhu and Huahua were enjoying the shade in the yard.

"Mother-in-law, where is Chang Ling?"

Granny Zhu held a worn-out old cattail leaf fan in her hand: "I just went out in a hurry, didn't I look for you?"

Wen Changling went to Dihong Hospital.

Four 10 minutes ago, Yan Cong's heart stopped.

The care ward is a hospice ward. Before being transferred to the care ward, family members need to sign. Because rescue is only a short-term life extension without quality of life, and the patient will suffer more, so the care ward gives up traumatic rescue by default.

But Yan Cong's grandfather regretted it and begged doctors to save his child.

He said that Wen Changling hadn't come yet, so he had to at least wait for Wen Changling to come.He kept shouting in front of the hospital bed, asking Yan Cong to wait.

Then, Yan Cong came back from the gate of hell,

"Long age."

Yan Cong was not intubated and could speak.

"Ah."

Wen Changling was very calm, very calm, as calm as if he had no soul.

Yan Cong pulled her finger: "Those people, as long as you ask, I can help you kill them."

He can buy murder, he can poison.As long as he wants to, he can definitely kill him.

"No." Wen Changling looked at Yan Cong's hand, "Your hand is the one holding the hockey puck."

The hands that have received so much honor cannot be stained.

This was not the first time Yan Cong suggested this. When his pancreatic cancer recurred, the doctor diagnosed him as unable to undergo surgery and because it had metastasized.He asked Wen Changling at that time.

"Would you like me to help you kill them? I won't live long anyway, so it won't hurt to go to jail."

He knew everything about Wen Changling.

The first time Wen Changling drank and called him Ana, she told him everything.It was only then that he realized why Wen Changling prepared candies for him in the first place.

Because Ana likes sweets and because he looks like Ana.

Wen Changling always said that she owed Ana, not what she owed.

"Ana."

She suddenly called him Ana.

Like Yan Boyong outside the ward, she lost her soul, maybe because of drinking, maybe because she lit incense, or maybe because the hand holding her seemed to be almost out of hand.

Yan Cong corrected her: "I'm not Ana."

She still shouted calmly: "Ana."

Yan Cong poked the back of her hand: "Changling, I'm not Ana."

He didn't want to be an Ana.

"Ana."

He was silent for a moment and agreed: "Yes, sister."

Wen Changling hugged him: "Don't leave, I'm not ready yet."

"Okay, I won't go."

Yan Cong asked the doctor to intubate him because he couldn't bear to leave, and it didn't matter if he was tortured by the disease and became ugly.

Yan Boyong asked the driver to take Wen Changling back. He was also in the car, and Yan Congfei asked him to take Wen Changling back in person.

The old man's white hair always seems to grow out suddenly, and there are a lot more of them in one night.

"I'm sorry, Changling, for always troubling you like this." Yan Boyong also knew that this was not good, but there was really nothing he could do for Yan Cong.

"It doesn't matter to me." Wen Changling looked calm, but his eyes were blank and a little dull.Before getting off the bus, she said, "Grandpa Yan, please take care of yourself."

She gets out of the car.

Xie Shang was standing not far away, waiting for her.

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