Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

"Ok?"

Zhao Qichen's tone rose.

Lin Qiuran chose to keep silent.

She pulled down her clothes, and regained her composure.

"Cough... Since we're fine, let's continue watching the video, otherwise it will be embarrassing for Gao Li to be ahead of the two of us later."

Zhao Qichen pouted.

What a cruel woman, after the "passionate" situation just now, she immediately changed her face and talked to herself about work without any disturbance.

Zhao Qichen turned around and sat on the chair to finish, acquiescing to Lin Qiuran's statement.

Lin Qiuran pursed her lips, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

What an ancestor.

Talking about a boyfriend is like raising an ancestor.

Clingy and arrogant, occasionally clumsy and naive enough to foul.

Lin Qiuran finally got the answer to Qiao Siqi's previous question.

Zhao Qichen is a boyfriend of the "ancestor" variety.

It is the kind that needs to be coaxed and offered carefully every day.

……

In the evening, Lin Qiuran asked Zhao Qichen to make a video call to the two in the hospital.

"You two elders still remember me who was in the hospital and cared for my teammates?"

When I came up, I saw the face of the horse monkey magnified several times.

Zhao Qichen moved the phone back in disgust.

"Boss, are you serious with your disgusted expression?"

It is rare for the horse monkey to feel heartbroken.

He stayed with Xiaopang in the hospital and was not fed enough to wear warm clothes, and he was forgotten for a whole day before receiving this call, and now his captain showed such an expression.

"The action of retreating hurts so much..."

Xiaopang was in the corner of the camera, singing on his own.

"I think you're almost doing well. I'm going back to the base."

The monkey made a gesture to hang up the phone.

Xiaopang immediately covered his stomach, pretending to have abdominal pain.

"Ah... oh... I'm so sad... Mahou, I can't live without you."

Doesn't the horse monkey leave now to kill Xiaopang?

The little sister Lin Qiuran hired for him as a nurse in the ward is completely immune to his harassment, and his last remaining fun is gone. If the horse monkey leaves him again, he may really die of boredom in this ward.

Mahou rolled his eyes at the screen.

Lin Qiuran coughed lightly, with a smile on her lips.

"Thank you monkey, let him invite you out for a good meal when Xiaopang is discharged from the hospital."

"How can one meal be enough? At least ten meals, otherwise there is no need to talk about it."

"Damn it, dead monkey, you are taking advantage of the fire!"

"I think you still have the strength to argue with me, so I'm leaving..."

The horse monkey raised its foot again.

"Don't, don't, don't, if you have something to say, let's talk about it..."

"Ten meals, one meal cannot be missed."

The monkey made a deep voice.

Fatty looked at Mahou's resolute attitude, and finally covered his pocket with distress.

However, he did not have his own wallet in the pocket of his hospital gown.

"Ten meals are ten meals, you dead monkey..."

Fatty wept.

Seeing that the two still had time to fight on the screen, Lin Qiuran smiled reassuringly.

At least he has a good mentality and the mood to talk dirty.

"Don't be shy, listen to Ran Ran."

Zhao Qichen interrupted the non-nutritive conversation between Mahou and Xiaopang.

The two immediately stood/sat obediently, waiting for Lin Qiuran to speak.

"Actually, it's nothing. I'm just asking you to take good care of yourselves. Xiaopang strives to recover and be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible. Don't forget that we still have interviews and filming in a week."

Sure enough, the manager's words were still related to work.

Both Mahou and Xiaopang nodded obediently.

They will still try their best to do this kind of work well.

Lin Qiuran thought for a while, and considered whether to tell the two about what happened in Zangyue this morning.

But thinking that all the things have not been resolved yet, they are not sure whether Mars is suspected of framing mungo and Xiaopang, and whether what Zang Yue said is true, it is still too early to tell them.

Thinking about it this way, Lin Qiuran once again told the two to take care of themselves, and hung up the video call after exchanging pleasantries.

Putting down his phone, Zhao Qichen lazily leaned on the sofa.

"What are you doing, go back to the house when you sleep, don't fall asleep on the sofa and catch the cold, you haven't fully recovered from your illness..."

Lin Qiuran reached out to pick up the mummy on the sofa.

Zhao Qichen slowly stood up in the direction of Lin Qiuran's force.

"Ran Ran, tell me, how long can I stay in this arena."
Zhao Qichen's tone seemed to be perplexed and confused.

Lin Qiuran was taken aback by Zhao Qichen's unexpected question.

"What do you think about retiring?"

Lin Qiuran pushed Zhao Qichen's forehead with his hand.

Zhao Qichen shrugged.

In fact, after answering Zang Yue's phone call, this idea has been popping up in his heart all the time.

Losing to Mars last year, especially after feeling the full strength of Mars, Zhao Qichen has always wanted to experience it again on the field, and then defeat them with dignity.

This is not only a boost to morale, but also an affirmation of himself and the entire SOD team.

Zhao Qichen didn't meet Zangyue before the match, wondering if Mars was preparing some big move for the World Championship.

This is all right, now Zang Yue himself actually told him directly that he was going to retire.

This feeling is like a person who has been chasing a figure for a long time, finally getting close, but is told that the figure that has been guiding him forward is about to stop.

He didn't know what reason made Zang Yue give up halfway.

But after sticking to this path for three years and meditating for so long, he finally had the opportunity to shine on the world stage. Zhao Qichen didn't think that Zang Yue was a person who didn't have any feelings or enthusiasm.

His withdrawal made him confused for the first time.

Can the identity of a professional player be given up so easily?

Needless to say, Lin Qiuran also knows the things in the boy's heart.

He touched the top of Zhao Qichen's head comfortingly.

"Maybe he has some reason for him to give up. If he really introduced Mao Yu to SOD purely because he felt a pity, you can't deny that he is still nostalgic for this stage, otherwise he wouldn't care if he would A player's talent has been lost."

Zhao Qichen was silent.

He is not a pessimistic person, but the news is too shocking.

"For details, let's ask in detail tomorrow. If you really feel sorry, you can persuade me again at that time."

Seeing Zhao Qichen's depression, Lin Qiuran comforted him.

But she also knew in her heart that if such an important decision could come out of Zang Yue's mouth, it was basically not something that anyone could persuade to change her mind.

Zang Yue must have made a plan in his heart.

As a businessman who only cares about interests, after going through so many things, Lin Qiuran inevitably became a little emotional.

Although as an opponent, he should be secretly glad to see other teams lose a general, but Lin Qiuran only feels pity for Zangyue.