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Xia Jiaoyang was ruthless. When he was dealing with the wound, the image of his hand on someone else's waist kept flashing before his eyes, and he didn't get angry at all.

When using tweezers to pick up glass shards, I intentionally poked into the flesh of his palm, and when I disinfected him, I pressed hard.

But no matter how Xia Jiaoyang tossed about, Lu Chen didn't even move his bloody hand. This kind of silent indulgence successfully moved Xia Jiaoyang's heart, and his subordinates gradually softened.

When he got up to take the gauze, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and there was a flash of fiery eyes. Xia Jiaoyang subconsciously turned his head, and just like this, he crashed into a pool of unresolved affection. Lu Chen's undisguised affection was like the essence of life. Vines crawled over and bound her tightly.

Xia Jiaoyang stood there in a daze.

If Xia Jiaoyang was an instinct that could not be violated to Lu Chen, then Lu Chen was the only throb to Xia Jiaoyang.

The world pressed the mute button, and Xia Jiaoyang, in a vacuum, heard Lu Chen's untimely, affectionate, almost pious voice, "Yangyang—"

The action of lowering his head and wrapping the gauze well concealed the complexity and panic in Xia Jiaoyang's eyes. The white soft gauze was carefully wrapped a few times, and his fingers flew into a beautiful knot.

When Xia Jiaoyang raised his eyes again, he covered all his emotions, and warned him viciously, "Next time you dare to use this arm to hug other women, I'll chop it up! Huh?"

She was threatening with a small face, harmless, but Lu Chen smiled after being slightly stunned, his brows and eyes stretched picturesquely, and the radiant lights above his head dimmed by three points.

Xia Jiaoyang rarely showed his little daughter's coquettish attitude, glared at her, and was about to turn around to clean up the mess on the ground, but Lu Chen grabbed his hand in time, and he asked nervously, "Are you angry?" Is it?"

"..."

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After dinner, Xu Difei pulled Lu Chen to say that he went to the terrace to smoke after dinner. The air on the terrace was cold and cold. When Lu Chen came out of the house, he was only wearing a pale pink shirt. At this moment, he was leaning on the balcony On the railing, fireworks were flickering between his fingers, and his handsome and extraordinary eyebrows and eyes were stained with unknown and profound meanings under the dim yellow light.

With a soft 'poof' sound, the lighter in Xu Difei's hand slipped out a light blue flame. He lit the cigarette and took a deep breath, brewing for a while, and cut straight to the point: "What are you going to do?"

"...Nothing to do."

"Just such a chaotic life?" Xu Difei asked in surprise, Lu Chen seemed to frowned, and said after a while, "...It's nothing wrong."

"Now that she's back, have you changed from abusing your heart to abusing your body?"

He pointedly talked about what happened at night, Lu Chen looked down at his bandaged hands, and said calmly, "I'm fine."

"Well, I also think it's okay," Xu Difei said, "Compared to going crazy after waking up from a gunshot wound and going out of the hospital to find someone, this small injury is really nothing to you."

Bringing up old things is not always a pleasant thing.Lu Chen turned his head away and didn't speak.His complexion did not change, but the bottom of his backlit eyes gradually filled with an earth-shattering hatred.

Xu Difei flicked the cigarette ash between his fingers, feeling a little unbearable, "I really don't mean to say that you are a brother, if you can use half of the ruthlessness you have done to yourself on her, how can this happen?"

Xu Difei was a few years older than Lu Chenxu. When Lu Chen returned to China, Xia Jiaoyang called Huaman himself, and the newly married Xu Difei directly took Lu Chen to meet some of his friends.Lu Chen has a background in HK, and these people are from a well-established family in City A.Among them, dragon and phoenix teamed up, and Lu Chen quickly gained a foothold at an astonishing speed. After that, City A's Fourth Young Master became City A's Fifth Young Master, and Lu Chen was the youngest one.

Under the street lamps in the distance, there were people returning home in a hurry, and their figures were elongated and printed on the road every time they moved.Lu Chen leaned on the railing and stared at it for a while, then raised his right hand and took a deep breath, and blew out a beautiful smoke ring with the tip of his tongue. Amid the lingering smoke, he smiled calmly and compromisingly, "I can't bear it."