if love is invisible

Han Fei froze, then pushed her away, and smiled slightly: "Miss Song, I am a man, and it is a man's instinct to protect the weak."

Wanting to rub her head, he raised his hand, put it down again, and patted her shoulder instead: "It's getting late, go back, I've been busy all afternoon, and I'm hungry. Yeying, take Miss Song home."

With tears in the corners of Chen Mian's eyes, Ye Ying invited her out of the car, and then the door of Gu's house opened, and the gray car drove in.

The iron gate was closed, blocking the surprised eyes of the Song family, Song Xigu pursed his lips, and walked towards Ye Ying: "Excuse me, Mr. Han..."

Chen Mian suddenly asked: "Is he injured?!"

Ye Ying smiled and said: "Miss Song, don't worry, our young master is unscathed and has made a big deal. Miss Song, young master asked me to take you home."

Chen Mian wanted to ask again, but Song Yuanqiao spoke first: "Okay, Xiaoyu, Mr. Han must be tired and hungry after running all afternoon, and he still misses the children at home, so let's not bother him, and wait for Mr. Han's convenience another day. We'll come back to thank you."

Chen Mian hesitated, Yu Min took a look at Ye Ying, and walked over to hold Chen Mian: "Listen to your father, go back first, we will come to thank you another day, good boy."

"Yes Xiaoyu, let's go back first. I have Mr. Han's number. If you are really worried, call him later." Song Xigu also said.

Chen Mian looked at the closed door again, and could only go home first.

I was worried about Chen Mian all afternoon, and then I was worried about Han Feichen. There was no cooking at home. Fortunately, there were still some wontons left over from the two days ago. Yu Min cooked some, but no one had any appetite. Chen Mian also only ate two and went back to the room.

After thinking wildly for a while, Chen Mian heard some movement from the next room, and immediately went to knock on the door: "Brother, I want to call Mr. Han."

This was what he himself agreed to. Song Xigu also wanted to know how Han Feichen was doing, so he called Han Feichen.

The other party picked it up quickly, and a deep and cold voice came through the network cable: "Mr. Song?"

"it's me."

Chen Mian hurriedly said, "I'm Song Siyu. Mr. Han, thank you today. If it wasn't for you, I might have died long ago."

Thinking of the fear of being tied up and covering her eyes, she didn't know where she was taken. When she was most desperate, she thought she would die. When she heard Han Feishen's voice, Chen Mian felt that he was her hero.

"Mr. Han, I..." She choked up, "Can I go and see you?"

The other party paused, and Chen Mian's choked sobs turned into soft sobs: "Is it okay?"

Who can stand this!

Han Fei surrendered in a second: "Okay, see you in an hour."

After the call ended, Chen Mian held the phone and cried until he couldn't stop crying.

Song Xigu looked at her with heavy eyes, his mood sank to the bottom.

Chen Mian couldn't wait for an hour at all, she couldn't even wait for 5 minutes, she didn't care about being polite, so she hung up the phone and ran downstairs.

"Xiaoyu!" Song Xigu called her from behind, "I'll go with you!"

However, Chen Mian couldn't hear it at all. Her mind was full of Han Fei's serious face, his stern eyebrows, his dull expression...and his lack of hesitation when he pushed her away.

Rushing to Gu's house in one breath, Chen Mian frantically rang the bell.

Soon someone came to open the door.

"Hi, I'm here to see—" Seeing the face in front of him that looked like his own, Chen Mian froze for a moment.

Li Jiaoqiao smiled slightly: "Miss Song, right? Ah Chen told me that you would come to see him. Please come in."

Chen Mian's enthusiasm seemed to be poured with cold water.

The girl in front of her was delicate and smart, calm and decent, but looking at herself, she was unkempt and dirty.

Chen Mian restrained immediately: "Then, if it's inconvenient for Mr. Han, I'll come back another day."

Li Jiaoqiao took her hand and smiled softly: "It's not inconvenient for him, it's just that he just came back and missed his daughter, and was talking to her. By the way, Miss Song, have you eaten? If not, you can talk to us later eat together."

Chen Mian was even more embarrassed.

She only cared about her own emotions and disrupted everyone else's rhythm!

"I've had it, thanks—"

"My surname is Li, Li Jiaoqiao, you can call me Qiaoqiao."

Li Jiaoqiao, as her name suggests, is delicate and pretty.

Chen Mian looked down at himself, feeling that he was terrible.

While speaking, she was already in the hall, Chen Mian noticed a gaze coming from inside, she suddenly raised her head, and her eyes met immediately.

The other party's eyesight was very thin, but Chen Mian blushed immediately.

Li Jiaoqiao brought Chen Mian into the living room and walked away. There was no one else in the huge living room, just her and Han Feichen.

Chen Mian pursed her lips, and said softly, "Mr. Han, then... where did you go?"

Mr. Han looked at her and suddenly smiled: "I have done a big business. Speaking of which, I have to thank you and your brother."

Chen Mian automatically ignored the teasing in his words, and asked in a low voice, "They didn't make things difficult for you, did they? Are you...are you injured?"

"Miss Song thinks too much. I'm a businessman, and I never do business that loses money. I don't earn money that requires my life to gamble."

Chen Mian pursed her lips, she didn't know what to say.

Just as he was about to leave, a very faint smell of blood suddenly came from his nose. Chen Mian's expression froze, and he rushed towards Han Feichen, lowered his head to smell him, and suddenly smelled the smell of blood on his shoulder blades!

She pulled his shirt away with a whoosh, and suddenly, a wound that was still bleeding was exposed in front of her eyes!
"You are hurt!"

Chen Mian was shocked: "Han Feichen, you are injured! Come on! Come on!"

Ye Ying sighed in the back room, and came out with the medicine box: "Miss Song, let me come."

When Chen Mian called, Ye Ying was about to help Han Feishen treat the wound.

He was shot in the middle of the shoulder blade, and the anesthetic was about to be administered, but when Chen Mian cried on the phone, Han Feichen couldn't stand it anymore, Ye Ying could only help him deal with the blood around the wound, and Changed clothes for him, and even sprayed alcohol on the clothes, but Chen Mian still found out.

After fully disinfecting the equipment, Ye Ying cut open the skin next to the wound, carefully took out the bullet, and threw it into a small tray next to it. Blood gushed out, staining Chen Mian's eyes red.

Is that... a bullet?

She covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

He lied.

He was obviously injured, but he said he was going to do big business, and he was obviously troubled by her, but he thanked her instead... What the hell is Han Feichen doing? !
His eyes were blocked by a palm, and Han Fei's deep voice came: "Don't look, I'm really fine."

Just as he was talking, Yeying's hand shook, his muscles twitched, he couldn't help muffled, and the cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Han Fei gritted his teeth: "Yeying!"

Ye Ying: "I'm sorry, young master, your wound is very troublesome. I have to dig deep to find out if there are any bullets underneath. How about I anesthetize you?"

Han Fei gritted his teeth: "No need!"

Chen Mian pulled down his hand and cried, "Yes! Call him immediately!"

"I'm fine and don't—"

"Hit!" Chen Mian was decisive, "Hit immediately!"

Han Feishen: "I really—"

"Shut up!" With tears still on Chen Mian's face, his voice became stern, and he said fiercely, "The wounded have no human rights! Ye Ying, hit him immediately!"