i only like your face

The news that Wenci almost drowned in the game also spread, he was sent to the hospital, a group of people from the program team and the park went, and Xingci also sent people here urgently.

Because Shen Xixi went to the hospital with him, he was the only one left in Mo Ming's team. The program team simply revised the script and asked Mo Ming to cooperate with the performance, so that Cheng Jing and Zhao Li's team won, and the afternoon's recording was scribbled. The end.

Everyone returned to the hotel after work. On the return bus, the person in charge of the program group explained to everyone that the matter of diction was purely an accident.

"It is said that on a boat, the seat belt on Wenci's body was loosened, and then he was thrown into the water by that boat..."

"Why did the seat belt come loose for no reason? Did it not buckle properly in the first place?"

"Wenci said that I accidentally grabbed it, but how is it possible? If I grabbed it so easily, who would dare to play the game? I heard that the seat belt is actually..."

Inside the carriage, someone was talking quietly.

A lot of people gathered at the scene of the incident, and the group of people could hear Shen Xixi's words clearly. It is not difficult for insiders to find out the details of the scene.

At the end of the sentence, her voice was very low, and Zhao Li, who was sitting in the back seat of the two of them, could hear it clearly. She had a high ponytail with red and blue hair ropes on her temples. The makeup on is not heavy, but the eyeshadow line is deep, like a rebellious and cool girl.

Zhao Li stood up, put her arms on the back of the chair in front of her, and said to the two of them with a smile: "Smart people don't get bloody when they kill, and they don't do things that hurt others or themselves just for the sake of a moment... It was recorded in two days. , who do you think is the smartest among us?"

The two understood what Zhao Li said, and immediately laughed and said, "Just chatting casually, we don't have any conspiracy theories."

Zhao Li ignored the two of them, got up and walked to the row where Mo Ming was sitting, and patted Cheng Jing on the shoulder to ask him to change seats with her.

Mo Ming was sitting in the back seat, leaning his head against the car window, drowsy... Last night, he was tossed around half the night, and he was severely deprived of sleep. Today, he had to leave for a whole day, and he was really tired at the moment.

Zhao Li got close to Mo Ming, smiled and asked in a low voice, "Mo Ming, will you and Brother Han get married?"

Mo Ming didn't know Zhao Li well, but among all the guests, besides Cheng Jing, he and Zhao Li were the most engaged in cooperation and dialogue.

Zhao Li's question was really sudden, Mo Ming blinked his eyes, a little confused.

"They all thought that Brother Han came to visit Ban Wenci, but I know that he came to see you." Zhao Li said with a smile.

Mo Ming looked at Zhao Li: "Are you familiar with Yun...er, Han Shaoyun?"

Zhao Li nodded: "Our family is family friends with the Han family, and the two children grew up together, but I went to country H to be a trainee for a few years, but my brother and Han are still as close as they were when they were young. "

Zhao Li said, "You should know my brother, Zhao Cheng."

Mo Ming was a little surprised. He remembered Zhao Cheng and Han Shaoyun as a very noisy but caring friend.

"I've seen it a few times."

"You don't know, when my brother mentioned you to me before, he described you as a flimsy little white flower..." Zhao Li said with a smile, "Before I came to the show, I was still thinking, should I watch it with Brother Han?" I took care of you more for my sake, but I didn't expect that I would delay you to take care of you a few times after passing the test all the way."

"It's just luck."

"No, let me tell you, I admire smart men. I can't even look down on men like my brother and brother Han."

Mo Ming: "..."

Yang Li leaned closer to Mo Ming's ear, and added in a lower voice and more sincerely: "No matter what the outside world says, I think you and Brother Han are a perfect match."

During the few years when Wen Ci got involved with Zhao Cheng and Han Shaoyong's circle, Zhao Liren was always abroad, and she didn't have much acquaintance with Wen Ci, she was just an acquaintance.

Mo Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, and smiled a little forcedly... The relationship between him and Han Shaoying seemed to be no longer the same as it was in the past three years. They were only lusting after each other's body, and there was no intersection other than that.

Gradually, the troubles that need to be dealt with to maintain the relationship have gradually begun to exceed the enjoyment brought by the relationship itself.

But even so, he still seems reluctant to let go of this relationship. Even with a rational analysis, Han Shaoying is a very cost-effective lover...

When we got back to the hotel, it was only early five o'clock, Cheng Jing and Zhao Li came to ask Mo Ming out to eat, and Mo Ming said that he wanted to catch up on sleep, he was really sleepy.

As soon as I lay down on the bed, my phone rang.

It's Han Shaoying's phone number.

Mo Ming lay on the bed, eyes closed listlessly: "Brother Yun..."

"He doesn't have a big problem with his diction." Han Shaoyun comforted Mo Ming softly, "It's not your fault. The place was newly built, and you are not familiar with many things. It's because your program team didn't think carefully, so you don't have to blame yourself too much."

Mo Ming slowly opened his eyes: "..."

"Little darling, come to the hospital first." Han Shaoyun said, "What happened today scared you, don't be nervous if you are fine, he is not angry with you."

Mo Ming sat up, lowered his head and pinched his brows: "I'll go right away."

Soon, Mo Ming arrived at the hospital that Han Shaoyong mentioned on the phone, and saw Han Shaoyong waiting for him outside the door of the inpatient department building.

Han Shaoyong put his palms on Mo Ming's blushed cheeks: "I don't want to wear two more."

Mo Ming's gaze lightened, and he couldn't help standing on tiptoe and rubbing the tip of Han Shaoying's straight nose, and said softly, "Then let's go and find a restaurant outside to sit down?"

Han Shaoyun laughed: "Shouldn't we go up to see Wenci first, and apologize to him?"

"... "

"It's just an apology." Han Shaoyun said, "And to prevent you from being maliciously speculated, he just told others that he accidentally grabbed the safety button, so you don't have to worry about any bad rumors in the future..."

In Han Shaoyun's eyes, this matter is very simple. His little boy accidentally hurt Wen Ci, and if he apologized to Wen Ci, and Wen Ci generously expressed his forgiveness, then this false alarm would be brought to an end immediately.

This was also the request made by Wen Ci before Mo Ming came. Although he was wronged so much, he was willing not to pursue it because of his Han Shaoying's face. He just wanted Mo Ming to apologize graciously and get some psychological comfort.

Mo Ming lowered his eyes and then raised his eyes: "I'll give him a fruit basket, Brother Yun, go and buy one for me, okay?"

Han Shaoyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, pinched Mo Ming's face: "You gave this?"

Having said that, Han Shaotong quickly went to the fruit shop outside the hospital to pick up one for Mo Ming. He was actually very pleased with Mo Ming's self-awareness. Before, he was worried that Mo Ming would, because he had once pursued diction, As for the dissatisfaction with diction, now it seems that he is thinking too much...

The little guy is quite sensible.

Mo Ming carried the fruit basket and followed Han Shaoying upstairs.

The corridor of the VIP ward is very quiet.

A group of people who were originally in the Wenci ward were dismissed one after another by Wenci. At this moment, Shen Xixi, his assistant, and a staff member from the program team were with him.

When Han Shaoying and Mo Ming appeared at the door of the ward, Wen Ci asked Shen Xixi to go back to the hotel first, while the assistant and the program crew left temporarily.

"Brother Han, Mo Ming..." Wen Ci sat up straight, but his condition didn't look very good.

Without waiting for Han Shaoyun's reminder, Mo Ming had already stepped forward. He put the fruit basket on the bedside table, and said to Wenci calmly, "I wish you a speedy recovery."

Wen Ci nodded: "Thank you."

"How long will you be staying?"

"Rest here for the night and leave tomorrow morning."

"I know that in that situation, it is impossible for the camera to capture the movements of your hands." Mo Ming said suddenly and calmly, "But I believe my eyes, at that moment you unfastened the safety buckle yourself."

Han Shaoyun frowned.

There was not much reaction from the words, he slowly closed his eyes: "I just want to hear your apology, but to be beaten up like this by you, I can't help but suspect that you have intentions in this matter."

"I don't want to argue with you on this matter, I just want to say that I will not apologize."

Mo Ming looked at the words: "I can probably guess your purpose, but this incident did not cause me substantial harm, and you did not launch public opinion attacks. In the end, you hurt yourself, so I will not do anything." Do it, send the fruit basket and the blessing, it's for the sake of Brother Rong..."

In the cold winter evening, it was getting dark very early, and outside the French windows on one side of the corridor, the neon lights of the city had begun to flicker.

Another light snow drifting in the cold wind...

In the corridor, Han Shaoyun called out to Mo Ming, his complexion was not very good-looking, the high browbones made his eyes look much sharper.

Mo Ming knew that Han Shaorong was angry.

"Didn't you talk well downstairs, what happened just now?" Han Shaoyun said in a deep voice, "What do those words mean?"

Mo Ming looked at him: "literally."

"He was almost drowned, and now I just want you to say sorry, is it difficult for you?" Han Shaoying's face was tense, "And Wen Ci immediately cleared up your relationship, otherwise everyone would think it was wrong now. You hurt him on purpose."

Mo Ming drooped his eyes: "So Brother Rong didn't believe a single word of what I said just now..."

"I thought about it, and I don't think it's possible." Han Shaoyun said, "If Wenci deliberately framed you, he wouldn't clarify it for you immediately. In that case, only the two of you know what happened. Wenci can definitely insist that it was your intention. Harm him, but so far, he has done nothing but want you to say sorry..."

Mo Ming laughed softly: "Because, that's his purpose..."

Directly framing others with the intention of harming him is the most stupid way... That man is smarter than he imagined.

At first, he only thought that the words were just trying to create an illusion that he had caused him to fall into the water. This childish method even made him feel pitiful for a while, but at this moment he realized that what this person really wants is that everyone will subconsciously I thought that I owed him something.

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, in the eyes of everyone, especially Han Shaoyun, he owed him an apology at last.

He wanted to hear an apology because he knew that he would never apologize if he knew the truth, and this unsolvable deadlock would be inserted between him and Han Shaoying like an airborne parachute.

Maybe that man didn't hurt himself by eight hundred, but achieved it in one step...

No one knows whether the seat belt was fastened correctly at that moment. Even if he denies it, it will be considered that the details were forgotten due to a momentary mistake... The moral high point has already been fully occupied by that man. The self who is going to be apologetic knows how disgusting the whole thing is...

"I know you don't like literary words." Mo Ming's expression was flat, and Han Shaoyun felt a little uncomfortable looking at it, so he tried to be as patient as possible and said, "Well, you go and apologize to him, and I will take you out of here immediately , this matter will be turned over."

"No." Mo Ming said.

Apart from a slight chill, he didn't seem very angry, nor did he feel particularly wronged. The only impact the whole incident had on him was on this man in front of him...

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

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