Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

The established fact that Hua Xia was knocked unconscious twice by Yan Yue formed a stereotype in Liu Shan's mind. Mr. was the person he admired the most, and this was even more unacceptable to him than knocking himself unconscious!

The bodyguard's face turned as dark as a pot, and he avoided the woman as if she were the plague, because without the master's order, he did not dare to fight with the woman who lived in the mansion!

Hua Xia chased after Meng Wanwan for two steps, and after avoiding her sight, she turned around and prepared to go back. The road was winding and she got lost: "..."

I don't know which direction the courtyard in front of me is. The green plants planted in them are very similar, with no other colors except green. There are low bushes, evergreen trees, and bluestone slabs embedded in the lawn. There are countless buildings like this courtyard mansion around it.

Anyway, lost...

Hua Xia stopped, found a place to squat, broke off a branch of a bush, and drew the route on the grass that he had taken on the map. He drew it twice and then stopped.

Forget it, let’s just wait. Someone will come to find me soon.

After Yan Ting returned to the family, part of the power was transferred to him under Yan Yue's deliberate delegation of power. Yan Yue handed many things over to him to handle. It seemed that he valued his training as a future heir, but the real reason was only known to Yan Yue himself.

The two of them stayed there for less than twenty minutes when there was a knock on the study door and the housekeeper's speculative voice rang out, "Mr.

Normally, Li Du would not come to disturb at this time. Yan Yue's cold eyes fell on the door. After a moment, he thought of something, turned the wheelchair and opened the door.

Outside the door, Li Du whispered a few words: "Sir, Miss Lin is missing."

Yan Ting didn't hear clearly because of the distance. He only saw the man's aura, which was always calm and undetectable, stagnated for a moment, and then disappeared when he looked at him sideways: "You go back first."

Yan Ting replied: "Okay, uncle."

After Yan Yue took the elevator downstairs, Yan Ting did not choose to leave immediately. He turned to the balcony, from which he could just see the courtyard outside. The man who was going downstairs stopped his wheelchair in front of the bodyguard. After hearing what the other party said, he went in the direction the bodyguard pointed.

The butler at the side was holding a tablet in his hand, as if looking for something.

Yan Ting went downstairs and guessed from his fiancée who his uncle was looking for, the little lover who left alone.

Go find her in person? Yan Yue's gesture at the table to Li Du to change the dishes for the woman echoed in his mind at this moment. Perhaps he could use it...

The mansion was surrounded by surveillance cameras, and Li Du quickly found a figure in the surveillance video. Yan Yue took the screen and looked at the woman captured in real time. He stopped by the courtyard wall and waved at the surveillance camera hanging next to the street lamp. He waved twice and rested for a while, as if asking someone to come over and find her quickly.

It's not that I regret running away.

But got lost.

Yan Yue came to the conclusion.

"Don't follow me." He instructed Li Du and Liu Shan, and turned his wheelchair in that direction.

There was a fork in the road, with residential areas on the left and the wrong direction on the right.

Hua Xia did not have to wait long. She turned around and saw Yan Yue walking towards her with the wheel spinning. Although it could be controlled electrically, the man stubbornly turned it with his hands, and the speed was not slow.

"Where's your cell phone?" Hua Xia heard Yan Yue ask.

"No," she replied.

Yan Yue was in a normal state at the dinner table just now, but the emotional factors spreading in the air at this moment were faintly irritable, like the precursor of an illness. His dark pupils were filled with the tranquility before the storm: "Why do you want to leave first?"

The source of the irritability was the news that the person in front of him might be gone.

A patient who does not take medicine is like someone walking on the edge of a cliff. If he is not careful, he will be doomed.

While Hua Xia was still thinking about how to answer, the man's fingers sank into the flesh of the back of her hand, as if he was unconsciously clamping it tightly, and the slightly cool air exuded a faint smell of blood.

"......"

Hua Xia walked over, eliminating the last bit of distance between them, reached out and slapped away Yan Yue's self-injured hand, and saw the long bloodstains where the skin and flesh were peeled off.

"......"

Hua Xia blinked slowly and said nothing. Yan Yue kept looking at her gloomily, waiting for an answer. His injured flesh was exposed to the air, but he didn't care at all. He even deliberately stretched his skin to make the wound deeper and reveal it in front of her.

Hua Xia's fingertips twitched, she walked past the person in the wheelchair, turned around and strode forward, angrily, cursing Yan Yue in her heart for having a problem with his brain!

Yan Yue's heart sank suddenly. He put his hands on the tire, but he couldn't catch up with the person at all. For the first time, he pressed the power button next to the handrail and chased forward.

There was a rustling sound when the tires rolled over the bluestone slabs. Hua Xia heard the noise, stopped and turned around. After all, she didn't want to make things difficult for a disabled person. The next second, the wheelchair rushed in front of her and barely stopped.

"Yan Yue, could you please stop..."

The sound was blocked. Yan Yue sat in a wheelchair and put his arms around Hua Xia's waist. He bent his waist slightly and buried his head in the soft white sweater under Hua Xia's open windbreaker. The man's hoarse voice sounded: "Why are you running around?"

Who is running around? Hua Xia didn't want to complain.

She paused, lowered her eyes to look at the man's big black head, raised her hand to touch the dog, and when her hand was in mid-air, she suddenly took a breath, and the touching action changed into a palm, which directly hit Yan Yue's neck, knocking him unconscious.

"I'll go to you!"

Hua Xia cursed, supporting the man with one hand, and skillfully reached into her pocket with the other hand, took out Yan Yue's phone, unlocked it skillfully, and called Xu Qing: "Hey, Xu Qing, come over here, someone is unconscious here."

Liu Shan rushed over and saw this scene. His face was gloomy. He was so angry that he took out a gun and put it back: "You, you knocked the gentleman unconscious again?!"

Yan Yue didn't faint for long. When Xu Qing treated the wound on his hand, the man woke up. Liu Shan opened his mouth and complained: "Sir, this woman can't stay..."

Yan Yue said "get out" with a sullen face, and Liu Shan walked outside dejectedly to wait.

His neck felt a little sore, but not as hot and tingling as the itch on the tip of his teeth. Yan Yue licked his upper teeth with the tip of his tongue. He looked at Hua Xia with a guilty look. Finally, he turned his gaze back to Xu Qing and said, "If you get bitten by someone, do you need to get a rabies vaccine?"

Xu Qing paused with her hand wrapped in gauze and turned her head: "Ms. Lin, did you bite Ah Yue?"

Hua Xia's hands were still covering her belly through her sweater. When she heard that, her face suddenly sank, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she said two words with a murderous look: "You are sick!"

Being scolded unexpectedly, Xu Qing was stunned for a moment. He caught a glimpse of Yan Yue's embarrassed expression from the corner of his eye. He suddenly realized that the host and guest relationship was reversed: "Ayue, did you bite Miss Lin Zheng?"

The Yan family patriarch rarely showed an unnatural look, and Xu Qing understood it immediately: "Well, did he bite deep?"

"Perhaps, it may need to be disinfected."

Xu Qing took out a new cotton swab and iodine from the medicine box, and understood why Yan Yue was knocked unconscious. Considering Yan Yue's rare posture, his wound could not be serious. He was about to hand the thing to Hua Xia, but it was snatched away by the person next to him the next second.

"You don't have to come." Yan Yue's eyes were unhappy, and the air pressure around him dropped again.

"......" He didn't plan to come, okay?! Xu Qing didn't know where to start complaining, he could only say that his childhood friend really deserved it!

He picked up the medicine box and led the housekeeper and servants out to avoid them staying and being an eyesore.

Yan Yue: “….”