After dressing as a vicious male supporting character, I attacked the male protagonist

"Take it lightly——" Huaijiu's face was distorted in pain, and he accidentally squeezed out two drops of physiological tears, "Aunt Zhang, please be gentle, my hands will be twisted into twists by you."

"Rubbing safflower oil is for kneading." Aunt Zhang held his arm helplessly, so she had to relax her strength.

"You child,? Why are you so careless." She rubbed the red and swollen part of her bosom, and blamed, "Why don't you play casually in volleyball class? You hurt your arms like this."

"Hmm... people are so serious,? I don't feel too embarrassed to paddle alone."

Being pregnant is very guilty.

Speaking of which, Bai Songwei was all to blame. He thought it would be easier to teach racing drivers than ordinary coaches, and we were all classmates, so even if they made a mistake, they would not be ashamed to scold them directly.

However, it never occurred to him that Bai Songwei, who usually looks lively and handsome as a big boy, is completely two people in and out of the car.The start was okay,? When it was time to practice subject two, this was simply a combination of devil coach x3,? I heard Teacher Bai roaring on the entire empty road:

"Clutch! Step on the clutch, you idiot!"

"It turns out that you are not a road killer, you are a trash can killer. Did you install an [-]x mirror on the back of the car? Why can you hit the trash can accurately every time you back up?"

"Driving a car for one day will shorten your life by three years."

"I haven't met a driver as awesome as you in more than ten years. Really, I admire you from the bottom of my heart."

"The fire turned off again,? Tell me how many times you turned off the fire,? Tell me. Do I have to sing 'Fire, Fire, Fire, Fire, Fire!' next to me to give you passion and renew your life?"

……

Thinking of the scene in the afternoon, Huaijiu felt his eardrum ache.

Aunt Zhang screwed on the cap of the safflower oil, and carefully put down the sleeve of the wine, very worried, "It hurts like this,? Is it okay to go to the wine party tomorrow?"

Huaijiu was startled, "Reception? What reception?"

"Did the young master not tell you?" Aunt Zhang covered her mouth in surprise, quickly glanced at Gu Yinglou who was sitting beside her, who was drinking coffee and reading the newspaper, and stopped talking.

No matter when and where Mr. Gu is sitting, his sitting posture is always upright, even if his legs are crossed, his knees are folded together, and he exudes a faint aristocratic atmosphere from his hair to his toes.

Not to mention his outstanding facial features, the profile of his nose shows that he has a straight nose, and he looks like he is living in a poster without a filter.

"The company has a reception tomorrow night." Gu Yinglou picked up his coffee cup and took a sip, "You and I will attend together."

Huaijiu gradually came back to his senses, and muttered, "I'm going to attend the reception, so why don't I know? What if I don't have time tomorrow?"

"I have seen your class schedule, and there will be no class tomorrow afternoon."

Gu Yinglou put down his glass, flipped over a page of newspaper lightly, a strand of backcombed hair fell silently, and hung on his forehead.

"No class is no class, but I still have something to do." Huaijiu was a little annoyed, "Why don't you ask me? Shouldn't I ask for my opinion on this kind of thing?"

He just made an appointment with Bai Songwei today, if there is no class, he will use the afternoon to practice driving.Gu Yinglou's attack caught him off guard and caused him a lot of trouble for no reason.

"Is your business going out with Zhang Peng?" Gu Yinglou looked up at him, "I've already told him, and he said you have no arrangements."

Unexpectedly, Huaijiu's reaction was very intense. He asked coldly, "What did you and Zhang Peng say? Is he going to the reception or me? Also, do I have to take him with me when I go out for business? Can you stop being so arbitrary in doing things?" , I know the CEO is used to being decisive, but I am not in an employment or affiliation relationship with you, can you please clarify this point?"

Gu Yinglou looked at Huaijiu without saying a word, after such a series of cannonballs, he still remained expressionless, and no one could guess what was going on in his mind.

The atmosphere was almost terribly stalemate.

"..." Two people quarreled, and if they wanted to reconcile, someone had to soften down. Aunt Zhang subconsciously pulled Huaijiu's sleeve, "Young master..."

"……never mind."

Huaijiu slowly clenched his fist, he let go of Aunt Zhang's hand, exhaled slowly, turned back to the bedroom with a sullen face without saying a word.

Aunt Zhang had no choice but to persuade another person, "Master..."

Gu Yinglou shook her head, motioned her not to say more, and returned to the study with a coffee cup.

He drew back the curtains, opened the window, stood alone in the breeze, and made a call.

"I'm Gu Yinglou." Looking at the sparse starry sky in the distance, he gently pressed his finger on the window frame, and asked slowly, "Do you have physical education class this morning?... Well, what are you practicing, volleyball Is it?... Free activities. By the way, Huaijiu told me tonight that he has prepared a surprise for me, do you know where he went this afternoon?"

He paused, as if listening carefully.

After a while, Gu Yinglou nodded slowly, "Okay, I understand, thank you. I will communicate with your father. You are welcome, by the way. This time... I hope you will continue to keep it secret."

He hung up the phone, went back to the desk, took out the document again, took off the cap of the pen, and wrote a few fragmented words on it.

Motorcycles, personalities, milk tea, instant noodles, He Qing, divorce...

Can a person's personality really change so much in such a short period of time?It seems that there is no amnesia, but can the things you once loved, the people you loved deeply, be thrown away so easily?

If others may still believe it, the existence of Gu Yinglou has already verified this point: one chance is a coincidence, and ten chances are inevitable.

Gu Xuelin.

Could he be Gu Xuelin?

Gu Yinglou was slightly lost in thought, and at this moment, Ye Xian called.

"Yinglou, the driver who caused the accident has been found. I frightened him just now, and he recruited everything. I also saved the recording file, and I will send it to you later. Or, tonight, I want to send him over for a confrontation. ?"

Gu Yinglou was silent for a moment, rubbed the center of his brows, and suddenly changed his mind, "No, I'll leave it to you first."

Ye Xian didn't understand what he meant for a while, "Does that mean that I will escort people over at the party tomorrow? It happens that there are so many people, let everyone see his true face thoroughly."

As soon as this matter was mentioned, he became angry. Although Huaijiu had a surly and arrogant personality before, he was obedient to Gu Yinglou wholeheartedly.But who would have thought that such a good-looking boy would do such a **** thing!

Really blind.

"No, don't make trouble for me." Gu Yinglou was uncharacteristically, with a slightly accentuated tone, "Hold on, but don't move anything."

He paused slightly, "It wasn't him who did it."

"What didn't he do? I shouldn't have caught the wrong person." Ye Xian reacted for two seconds before realizing that Gu Yinglou was talking about Huaijiu, "No way, our evidence is solid, it can almost nail him down Dead, there are call records, text messages and recording files, how could he not do it?"

"..." Gu Yinglou rubbed the center of his brows, and simply blocked him back, "Why do you ask so many questions, if I say no, I won't. I'll tell you again when I have a chance, and I'll hang up."

Ye Xian: "???"

Not long after hanging up the phone, the aggrieved Vice President Ye still sent the recording file. The date on it was still fresh, just an hour ago.

Gu Yinglou put on the earphones, clicked to play, and the trembling and fearful voice of the driver who caused the accident gradually came from his ears:

"He contacted me two months ago... yes, it was Huaijiu, the young master of Huai's family. At that time, I lost 60 in gambling and borrowed a loan shark. I had to pay it back within half a month, but I really Sorry...One day a friend of mine suddenly contacted me and asked me if I have a deal to do. If I can do it, I will give me 300 million yuan in advance plus the final payment. Boss Ye, I really have no choice. If I don’t accept this order, When the loan sharks come to you later, it will be my family who will die..."

Gu Yinglou screwed on the cap of the pen, and the voice in his ear continued, "At the beginning, it was agreed that we were going to bump into that surnamed He. He just got his driver's license at that time, and Huai Huai said that Mr. Gu would lend him the car. Open, and found out when he gets off work... Originally, I wanted to bump into him, but who would have thought, who would have thought that Mr. Gu would be there that day..."

The recording sound gradually decreased until it disappeared.

If it wasn't for that car accident, Gu Yinglou wouldn't have come to this place either.However, at least this recording can prove that his injury was accidental. What 'Huaijiu' really wanted to kill was He Qing, but the timing was wrong and he happened to kill the wrong person.

In other words... he might not be Gu Xuelin?

·

In the outpatient department of the hospital.

Families of the patients walked around, accompanied by the sound broadcast, the outpatient hall was as noisy as a vegetable market.

He Qing's face turned pale, and he sat on the cold chair and made a phone call, "Mom, um... don't go back, it's hundreds of dollars every time. Well, I found a job, and I paid [-] yuan a month for sales." Seven, don't worry, I'll call you two thousand tomorrow. Okay... I'm in the hospital, I have a headache, and I want to prescribe some medicine to take back."

As soon as he heard that he was going to the hospital just because of a headache, his mother immediately reprimanded him several times, and he listened patiently before hanging up the phone.

"No. 368, He Qing, please go to the 3rd clinic for treatment."

He Qing took a deep breath, wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and moved into the consulting room step by step.

"...Where does it hurt? Stomach? I will press it." The doctor in a white coat quickly pressed him a few times, and combined with what he said, he quickly concluded, "Acute gastritis, eating too spicy or too cold food can easily irritate the gastric mucosa Hang up some water, lose for two days first."

"……it is good."

He Qing hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

The doctor typed the name of the medicine on the computer, and handed it to He Qing after the list was typed out, "It's called He Qing, right? Go and pay the money first."

"He Qing?" A head nurse next to her raised her head when she heard the sound, "Your name is He Qing? Why is it so clear?"

"Ah... yes." He Qing stepped in without knowing, and nodded.

"It turned out to be you." The head nurse looked up in surprise, "Before your boyfriend was admitted to the hospital in a car accident, he lay on the operating table under general anesthesia for [-] hours, regained a little consciousness halfway, and kept calling you What about the name?"

He Qing was taken aback for a moment, still in disbelief, "...Me? You mean, he is calling my name? Ying, Ying Lou is calling my name?"

"Oh, isn't this just right?"

The head nurse laughed, she couldn't directly say the patient's name, so she used him instead, "At that time, he was weakly conscious, and we kept coaxing him, saying oh, He Qing will be here soon, so we could hold on Passed the dangerous period."