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Fang Shaoyang asked himself that he was a broad-minded person, and he rarely got angry at anyone.But in the current situation, the feeling of depression still hits his forehead.

"There is a text message." Before handing over the phone, he glanced at it again, and the person who sent it was Liu Sheng.

He Qiao had already closed his eyes and rested in bed, with a tired profile: "Put it there, I'll watch it tomorrow morning."

"You should take a look, it seems that I was looking for you very urgently." Shao Yang said angrily.

He Qiao's eyes moved slightly, and he opened them suddenly: "You checked my phone?"

"I don't." The hand that handed the phone became a little stiff, "I thought it was my phone, it turned on as soon as I picked it up, I didn't mean to look at it."

"You don't touch my things." The action of pulling out the phone was too fast.After He Qiao looked down, his face changed slightly, and then he became calm again, "Okay, you go out."

It is obviously him who should be questioned, but he still maintains a lofty attitude, not paying attention to the person in front of him.Fang Shaoyang felt depressed and uncomfortable deep in his heart, stood by the bed for a while, and asked, "Aren't you going to explain?"

"Explain what."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll misunderstand you?"

The content of the text was naked and obscene, it was clear that another man was courting him, but He Qiao didn't feel guilty at all.

"It wasn't a misunderstanding, how can I explain it?"

"So you really—"

"Okay." He puffed up the feathers around his neck like a peacock, and said defensively and mockingly, "I really think of myself as someone like me, don't I?"

This tone is too tough, it is completely treated as an enemy.

Shao Yang got stuck for a moment: "Don't get excited, I'm not going to question you, I am, I am..."

Just what, he couldn't tell.

In fact, he knew that he had no right to be angry, and the marriage was a fake, but he still cared about He Qiao somehow.In the current situation, even if He Qiao lied to him casually, he would feel much more comfortable in his heart.

This kind of mentality Shao Yang himself also felt baffled, as if he had lived in this empty big house for a long time, and it was rare for someone who had a close relationship with him to come, and he couldn't restrain his excitement and joy in his heart.But He Qiao's series of reactions just now were like a basin of ice water pouring him completely from the inside out.

"Come on." He Qiao was impatient and rubbed his forehead, "I don't want to make things too harsh, but I hope you can put yourself in a good position. To put it bluntly, your marriage relationship with me is fake. For the time being Yes, it will be released when Uncle Fang's health improves. No matter if this process takes one year or two years, I don't want to have anything to do with you, otherwise the division will not be clean at that time, do you hear me clearly?"

The curtains were not drawn tightly, and the dim moonlight illuminated a line of the Chu River and the Han Dynasty.

Fang Shaoyang looked at him from the side of the bed, and always felt that the little heat that was finally focused had dissipated, and the room was still very cold.Shao Yang's face turned pale, and after a while, he asked unwillingly: "At least you will live here in the future, right?"

Maybe this kind of thinking is more selfish, but Shao Yang occasionally thinks that He Qiao doesn't belong here at all like him, and the two of them can more or less keep each other warm when they live together.

Facing his hopeful eyes, He Qiao's lips moved: "No."

Now Shao Yang finally knew how self-indulgent he was.He moved his chin slowly: "Understood."

"As long as you know."

He Qiao left him with a profile that refused to be seen thousands of miles away, and the long shadow was reflected on the bed.

Shao Yang stood for a while, and there was really no reason to stand any longer, so he took a towel, toothbrush and other things and went out.The moment before he opened the door, his muscles tensed, and he faced the door and said, "Then you must not be nice to me, okay?"

"If I can't help being nice to you, don't bother me, just pretend that I don't exist, anyway, I'm used to it here." The voice of the last sentence was almost inaudible.

He Qiao never expected that a man in his early twenties would say such a thing.When the door was closed, he turned around and looked at the door silently.

Silent all night.

At eight o'clock the next morning, He Qiao woke up under the influence of his biological clock.After washing and going downstairs, Sister Fen, a servant who has worked in the Fang family for more than 20 years, was taking out several trays of steaming steamed buns.Seeing him, Sister Fen raised her head and smiled, "Get up."

We have been here many times before, and we are very familiar with each other.He held the handrail of the stairs and hummed, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Fang Shaoyang who was already sitting at the corner of the dining table.

The light was too dark last night, so I took a closer look at people now.

In all fairness, Fang Shaoyang looks handsome, a bit like the dead Fang Huaiye, but of course he is much younger.He probably didn't intend to go out, so he casually put on an old sweater, with the threaded edge of the cotton T-shirt showing at the neckline, which was even more unkempt than the servants at home.

When the two met each other, Fang Shaoyang didn't seem to have rested well, his eyes were a little blue, so he called him "Brother Qiao".Butler Liu invited Mr. Fang to come down and sit opposite the two of them.

The Fang family had strict rules, they held their breath and chewed slowly while eating, so the atmosphere during the meal was very silent.After eating almost, He Qiao wiped his mouth and put down his chopsticks: "Uncle, I'm flying back to England in the afternoon, and I haven't finished my work there yet."

Fang Shaoyang froze for a moment in Yu Guangli, but he didn't raise his head or make a sound.

On the contrary, Fang Yongxiang raised his head in surprise, looked back and forth between the two of them, and then suddenly challenged Fang Shaoyang: "Did Shao Yang offend you? I knew this kid couldn't get on the stage. Can't do anything right!"

Shao Yang's back suddenly stiffened: "I didn't."

"It's not because of him. It's just started in Europe, and there are a lot of things waiting for me to deal with. I really can't delay for too long. I promise you, when the business department is on track, I will definitely come back to see you as soon as possible."

Fang Yongxiang had no way to disagree with what he said.But this breakfast was so tasteless, Fang Yongxiang sighed, and went upstairs after a while.

As soon as he left, Fang Shaoyang buried his head lower and began to drink the porridge with a snort.He Qiao was the closest to him, frowned upon hearing the sound, and taught him in a slightly disgusted tone: "Vulgar."

"Well, I've always been like this." Shao Yang continued to drink angrily, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand after finishing a whole bowl, "It's not as elegant as the person who texted you yesterday."

He Qiao didn't expect that he would dare to contradict him, so he stood up and looked at him, "Are you mocking me?"

Fang Shaoyang put the empty bowl away, "I'm full."

The first meal of the two of them broke up after such a quarrel.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, it was getting dark.

He Qiao set off for the airport, and when he got in, he realized that the driver was not the driver of the Fang family, but Fang Shaoyang.

"Dad told me to give it to you." He was still wearing the same denim jacket from yesterday, his expression full of reluctance.

He Qiao put the laptop bag on his lap, and said nonchalantly: "Is that so, then I'll excuse you."

"It's the last time anyway..."

"What?" He Qiao didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing."

It wasn't until the car turned onto the main road that He Qiao realized what a wrong decision he had made.

Fang Shaoyang's driving skills can be described as extremely poor.

The sunset outside is like gold and the sunset is picturesque, but the people in the car are not in the mood to appreciate it at all.After the car hit the solid line for the ninth time and almost rear-ended for the third time, He Qiao suppressed his inner anger, took out a tissue and wiped his wet palms: "Are you really good at driving?"

"I learned it in my junior year, and I drive less after I get the book." Fang Shaoyang didn't dare to focus on two tasks, his eyes were fixed on the road ahead, and his forehead was sweating nervously.

He can't be blamed for this, his mother has put in all her efforts to let him learn how to drive, how could she still have spare money to buy a car?Now that Fang Yongxiang has the demeanor of a strict father, how dare he make demands.

"Stay aside at the next traffic light and let me drive. You are irresponsible to yourself and others if you go on the road with such skills." He Qiao kept a straight face, staring at him like an adult admonishing a child, but he saw his arm tighten suddenly and turned to the right. slam the steering wheel—

Bang!

A motorcycle delivering food came obliquely to grab the red light. Their car couldn't dodge in time and crashed into a spherical stone pier on the road!

In an instant, Fang Shaoyang's head hit the steering wheel heavily, and he realized what had happened after a short period of dizziness.

There was an accident!

His first reaction was to get out of the car and look at the delivery man. He was rubbed by the front of the car and fell off the motorcycle. Fortunately, he was not going too fast and had a helmet and knee pads. He was just lying on the ground crying out in pain. non-stop.

"Are you all right? Can you stand up?"

"How do you drive! Ouch, it hurts me to death..."

A few passers-by on the side of the road hurried over to help him up, and hurriedly helped him to a step to lean on. The rest called the police, and those who called the ambulance called the ambulance.Fang Shaoyang was afraid and anxious. When he was in a state of confusion, someone asked him: "Did the guy in the car faint? Why hasn't he moved for a long time?"

His mind exploded with a buzz!

Rushing back and opening the passenger door, He Qiao curled up on the seat with a painful face, his consciousness was a little slack, he yelled several times before he regained his clarity, and tried to unbuckle his seat belt.Shao Yang hurried to do it for him, half-kneeling by the side of the car and asked, "Brother Qiao, why are you feeling sick, are you dizzy?!"

As soon as he moved, He Qiao was gripped by a piercing pain, and suddenly his shoulders loosened and he fell back on the chair, "Legs..."

Seeing that his face was as white as paper from the pain, Fang Shaoyang blamed himself so much that he felt ashamed.He leaned down and saw that there was no wound or blood on He Qiao's leg, but the computer bag somehow got stuck between his leg and the car.

"Wait for me!"

Without even thinking about it, Fang Shaoyang took off his denim jacket and spread it on the flat ground by the side of the road, then ran back, passed through his knees with one hand, and put his other arm around his shoulders to hug him out.

"You...you don't touch me..." He Qiao seemed very repulsive, his body refused to cooperate.Fang Shaoyang was so anxious that his facial features wrinkled, especially his nose. The base of his nose was wrinkled and wrinkled, and he said in a rough voice as if coaxing him: "You lean on me, I can hold you, you Believe me, I'm sure I won't throw you down."

This was the first time that He Qiao was hugged by a man so much younger than him.

Fang Shaoyang carried him out horizontally and put him on the denim jacket, with his upper body hugged in his arms without touching the ground, his movements were as careful as he was treating a family heirloom.He Qiao's eyelids trembled a few times. Seeing his sweaty head in the dim light, there were only two words in his mind: Harm others and harm oneself.

"I didn't mean it, Brother Qiao, I really didn't mean it."

"The doctor will be here soon, please bear with me."

"Does your leg hurt badly? Is your chest tight?"

"..."

After talking a lot, He Qiao finally moved his lips in compassion, "You..."

Shao Yang almost cried with joy and leaned over to listen.

He Qiao rested his head on his arm, raised his chin slightly, and put his lips very close to his ear: "Shut up."

The warm breath was full of helplessness.

Fang Shaoyang was stunned for two seconds, and closed his mouth obediently, but his eyes still seemed to grow on his face, watching him anxiously and carefully.

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