False Jacksu forced to become Jacksu [Quick Transmigration]

After that, he quickly stabilized his figure.

Although he was fine, he was quite frightened. The paper cup containing the coffee in his hand had long been pinched out of shape, and his white shirt was stained by the liquid squeezed out of the straw.Han Yun pursed his lips tightly, his lips were pale, and he felt his bones ache all over his body.

Someone got out of the car and walked towards him quickly, wearing a high-end custom-made suit that perfectly matched the Mercedes-Benz car. The perfect inverted triangle figure completely supported the low-key and simple black suit. The shoulders were wide and the waist was narrow, and the legs were straight and slender. A few steps away from the feeling of a model abruptly.

The man walked up to him, "I'm very sorry," he said, and his tone was a little anxious, "I was distracted, I'm really sorry, did you get hurt?"

"No." Han Yun said, he slowly recovered, but his mood was still bad, and his tone was not good, "I'm fine, be careful next time."

The man bowed and apologized again, and then said, "Sir, I'd better take you to the hospital for a checkup." He had clearly seen Han Yun back a few steps after being hit, and then his eyes fell on him because of splashing. On the white shirt stuck to his body after sipping coffee, the outline of the body is full of youthful vigor, and the thin muscles on the chest and waist are just right. He moved his eyes uncomfortably, and said, "Still There are clothes—ah, that’s not okay, please wait a moment, I’ll have someone buy a new set right away.”

Before Han Yun could refuse him, he had already picked up his mobile phone to make a call, and besides, he really couldn't go home in this state, so he just waited depressedly for his clothes.

The man hung up the phone after a few simple orders, then took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Han Yun, "I'm Pei Jingxing, I'm very sorry, I will definitely compensate you for today's accident, I'm very sorry." He repeated As for San's apology, his words were very sincere, and he kept bowing his upper body apologetically throughout the apology.Coupled with the Chinese with a London accent and the deep and handsome face like a mixed race, he naturally has a gentlemanly feeling, and his attitude is so good that Han Yun feels a little uncomfortable.

"It doesn't matter, I'm fine anyway." Han Yun said, reaching out to him, "Mr. Pei, hello, my name is Han Yun."

They just stood on the side of the road and shook hands comically.

Pei Jingxing called the traffic police, and the person who delivered the clothes quickly felt that Pei Jingxing asked him to stay to deal with the accident, so he and Han Yun went to the mall to find a bathroom to change clothes.

When Han Yun was changing clothes in the cubicle, he put the clothes he took off on the door, and was quickly taken away, and there was a rustling sound outside the door.

Han Yun twitched the corners of his mouth, hurriedly changed into a new shirt and trousers and went out. Pei Jingxing had already folded all his soiled clothes and put them in the bag.

"Mr. Han, I'm really sorry," Pei Jingxing said, holding the bag in his hand, "Can I leave a phone number? I'll send the clothes back to you after they're cleaned."

Han Yun refused, and washing clothes is not a difficult task, it was just a small accident, so there is no need to go through such a hassle.

The two stalemate for a few words, Pei Jingxing seemed a little regretful, but before parting, he said: "Leave a phone number, in case the traffic police need to ask anything, I can contact you."

Han Yun made sense after thinking about it, so he told him his mobile phone number.

【Extras】

After Han Yun disappeared, Fu Qinghe began to suffer from continuous insomnia.

The voice of Han Yun heard in a trance that day stopped his irrational actions, and Fu Qinghe was also covered in cold sweat after throwing down the knife.

But he knew in his heart that at that moment, he really wanted to kill Su Chengzheng.

A week after snatching the cat back, Fu Qinghe shut himself at home.

But he couldn't sleep, and every time he closed his eyes, cat meows sounded in his ears, soft and trembling, like feathers passing over the tip of his heart, which made people unable to calm down.

Occasionally when he was extremely tired, Fu Qinghe would close his eyes and sleep for a while, but he would wake up again soon.Turning his head to look, the cat was still lying motionless beside him, its fluffy body rising and falling with its breathing.

Han Yun looked as if he had fallen asleep, but he was in a special situation, and it was not appropriate to see a human doctor or a veterinarian.Han Yun sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, holding the cat in his arms.

A week later, Fu Qinghe still didn't sleep much, but he started to go to work. After all, the backlog of company affairs couldn't be dealt with.

Fu Qinghe bought a cat cage and covered it with soft silk and lamb's wool. He put Han Yun in it and took it with him everywhere.

Half a year later, Fu Qinghe slowly recovered, and he began to sleep again. Although there were only three or four hours a day, it was a big improvement for him—especially for his body.Sometimes when he sleeps with the cat in his arms, his chest is pressed against the cat's head, and he can even sleep until dawn.

In the past six months, the battle between Fu Qinghe and Su Chengzheng has never subsided.

Su Chengzheng didn't know about the cat, he couldn't contact Han Yun, and he didn't know that the cat was Han Yun.So there was no entanglement with the cat anymore, but he thought that Fu Qinghe hid Han Yun and wanted to fight him to the end.

Fu Qinghe didn't care about this, on the contrary, it went according to his wishes.

Now, he has enough time to deal with Su Chengzheng, and then wait for Han Yun to wake up.