The Vicious Villain is Beauty and the Strong [Quick Transmigration]

He Qing did not agree to Lin Qingyu's "rude" request.

Ordinary people would be beaten like this, lying on the bed dying, crying and screaming before it was too late, but Lin Qingyu wanted to help He Qing review...

He Qing rejected Lin Qingyu with a black face, told Lin Qingyu some things, and went home.

The house was very quiet, He Qing had just stepped one foot in when He Xinran's voice came from the side.

He Qing shrank his neck and shivered, then looked at the figure sitting on the sofa, "Father." He Qing called out in a low voice.

Although He Qing already has it, there is some baby fat on his face, and his skin is very good, so he looks only 16 years old.

The black and smooth hair was attached to He Qing's forehead, and He Qing's eyes looked at He Xinran brightly, probably because of guilty conscience, these eyes flickered a few times, and the eyeballs rolled around.

"I still know how to come back." He Xinran's voice was ten times more serious than before, he picked up the book on the table and threw it at He Qing, "Where did you fool around?!"

Nanmenhui stood behind He Xinran, put her palms on He Xinran's back to let her breathe, and He Miao stood next to the spiral staircase upstairs with her chest in her arms, looking down with interest.

The book smashed He Qing's forehead, a sharp pain pierced through He Qing's forehead, streams of warm blood flowed down, He Qing did not reach out to cover the wound, but squatted down to pick up the fallen Books at feet.

The corner of the book binding was stained with bright red blood. He Qing lowered his head and stared at the leather surface of the book. Because of this posture, the blood from his head trickled down his face and dripped onto the book cover.

"I'm sorry, Dad." He Qing handed the book out with both hands, and the hand holding the book turned white from the force, "I was wrong."

"I asked where you fooled around?" He Xinran raised his eyes and glanced at He Qing. He Qing didn't know who he was following with his weak appearance.

He Qing didn't look like himself at all. If it wasn't for the inspection report clearly written on the paternity test, He Xinran would never have believed that the man with thin arms and legs in front of him was his son.

"Look at Li Yuze, he is No.1 every time, and look at you again, ask yourself, what use is it to the He family?!" He Xinran's eyes were wide open, and anger was bubbling in his pupils. , "What's the use of having you as a son? Raising you to such a big age is better than feeding a dog!"

"Believe me, Xiaoqing is in a period of rebellion. If you say that about the child, the child will be unhappy, and maybe he will run away from home." Nanmenhui said, smiling provocatively at He Qing.

Because she was standing behind He Xinran, her expression didn't hold back at all, it was full of contempt and ridicule.

"Run away from home?" Nanmenhui's words successfully angered He Xinran, he pointed at He Qing and cursed: "If he dares to run away from home, I will break his legs!"

He Qing lowered his head, his eyes were covered with blood, He Qing said to Xiaosan: "Open the pain shield."

[Good player. 】

After the pain was shielded, He Qing's pain eased a lot, but He Qing's expression didn't change, it was a shameless expression from beginning to end.

"Take care of the wound before we talk!" Seeing that He Qing had such a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, He Xinran didn't argue with He Qing.

He Qing went back to the room and closed the door, took out the first aid kit and began to treat the wound for himself.

Looking at the shallow wound in the mirror, He Qing sighed: Fortunately, it was only a book that was thrown at him. If it was anything else, he might really be disfigured.

He Qing picked up a cotton swab dipped in iodine and wiped the wound around the edge of the wound.

At this time, there was the sound of a keychain ding-dong from the door.

He Qing looked over from the corner of his eye, and saw He Miao walking in leisurely with a key in his hand.

"Sister, why did you come in?" In fact, He Qing wanted to ask how she had the key to her own room.

He Miao naturally sat on He Qing's bed, "This is my home, why can't I come in."

He Miao was wearing a delicate pink dress, and her eyes were full of arrogance, "How about it, did you get beaten by your father? You don't really think that your father will favor you, do you?"

"No." He Qing said flatly, "I never felt that way."

"By the way, where did you go today?" He Miao's two hands were mixed together, supporting the lower part of his chin, "Did you go out to fight with someone again?"

He Qing shook his head, "I went out to find a classmate."

"Don't lie." He Miao rolled her eyes, "Don't you really think I can't see it?"

"Seeing how anxious you are today, you should have something urgent, right?"

"Well," He Qing didn't intend to continue entanglement with He Miao, and simply admitted directly, "I went to find a very important classmate."

"Male and female?" He Miao's eyes lit up, "Isn't it someone you like?"

Suddenly, He Miao's expression changed, "You can't be hooked up with the lady of that family, come and fight for the property with me?"

"No." He Qing denied it very frankly, "It's a boy."

"male?"

"It's boring."

He Qing hastily tidied up the wound, then went down to see He Xinran.

"Why don't you bandage it properly?" He Xinran spread his legs and sat on the sofa, "Come here and stand beside me."

He Qing leaned forward, his back tensed into a line, "Dad, I was wrong."

"Tell me where you went today."

He Xinran has been acting in the business field all year round, and when he talks to He Qing, he also looks like this in the business field, with a degree of slack, one tight and one loose, if it is an ordinary child, I am afraid that he will say everything.

It's a pity that it was He Qing standing in front of him.

He Qing is not afraid of anything, but boredom.

"Dad, I'm going to find a classmate for math lessons."

"Really?" He Xinran obviously didn't believe He Qing's words. Although He Qing was his son, he knew better than anyone else the degree of He Qing's hoodlum. Seeing that the Li family boy was so promising this time, He Xinran was furious. come out.

Ever since He Qing came back to He's house, he has never treated He Qing badly. He Miao has a lot of He Qing, and even what He Miao doesn't have, he can give He Qing.

"What classmate? Are there people around you who are good at studying?"

He Qing nodded, "His name is Lin Qingyu..." He paused, and seeing that He Xinran's expression finally changed a little, he continued, "He is the one Uncle Li said today with good grades."

"It's him." He Xinran nodded to He Qing and continued, "How did you meet him?"

He Qing said: "His family background is not good, but he is very good at studying. I saw that he is pitiful and easy to cheat, so I thought I could trick him into helping me improve my grades, at worst, give him some money."

"As expected of my son." He Xinran looked at He Qing approvingly, his gaze paused for half a second on the wound on He Qing's forehead, and he said, "Does it still hurt?"

He Qing pulled out a fake smile: "It doesn't hurt."

"That's good." He Xinran's image of a loving father was broken in less than half a second.

"Go to bed early."

He Qing arched his waist, his eyes fell on He Xinran's leather shoes.

"Well, Dad." He Qing replied very politely, and he went to the room covering his head and biting his lips.

Seeing He Qing's back limping up the stairs, He Xinran fell into deep thought.

On the second day, He Qing went to the snack bar under the hospital to pack a few meat meals and put them in plastic boxes. He Qing took two big bags and went to Lin Qingyu's place.

Lin Qingyu was packing her schoolbag, because when Lin Qingyu was beaten that day, she had just returned home from work, so He Qing brought the schoolbag that was left aside.

"What are you doing?" He Qing's blurted questioning made Lin Qingyu's movements stagnate, Lin Qingyu zipped up her schoolbag, looked up and smiled at He Qing, then took out her phone with buttons and typed a line: " Student He, why are you here?"

He Qing didn't like Lin Qingyu's tone, every time it seemed that he was sticking to him and came to him, He Qing said in a vicious tone: "I am your creditor, of course I am looking for you to collect debts."

Lin Qingyu made an "oh" with her mouth, and continued typing with a smile: "Well, I'm back at school today, and I'll help you with tutoring."

Lin Qingyu's attitude made He Qing feel that he had punched the cotton with a punch, and it was a very elastic one, which could bounce He Qing back to his head, "Are you going to school?" He Qing frowned. Frowning, looking down at Lin Qingyu's legs, "Are you planning to go back to school like this?"

"Well," Lin Qingyu put her schoolbag on her back, and tapped the keyboard with her slender fingers: "The college entrance examination is coming soon, so we can't delay studying."

He Qing frowned even deeper, "Well, the college entrance examination is quite important to you."

He Qing didn't stop Lin Qingyu, nor helped Lin Qingyu walk, but followed Lin Qingyu, walking silently.

When he arrived at school, He Qing didn't care about the distance between him and Lin Qingyu.

Just after class, I went to learn from Lin Qingyu, saying it was learning, but in fact it was He Qing who kept asking questions, and Lin Qingyu took the trouble to help Heiqing solve the problem.

He Qing's uncharacteristic behavior made everyone in the class look sideways.

Today's He Qing is very strange. Not only did He Qing take the initiative to study, but he didn't go to Li Yuze after class.

In Nan'an Middle School, everyone knew that He Qing was Li Yuze's licking dog.

Li Yuze is the male god of campus, the prince charming in every girl's heart, a gangster like He Qing follows Li Yuze every day as a licking dog, everyone dare not say anything, they can only complain to Li Yuze silently in their hearts.

This incident quickly reached Li Yuze's ears.

Li Yuze's Class A is the class with the best grades in the school. In front of other classes, there is a kind of undisguised arrogance, especially Class F, which is the worst in the entire Nan'an Middle School, they often disdain to mention him.

But today, a circle of people surrounded Li Yuze, and he said as if he was watching a show: "Student Li, why didn't your little follower come today?"

Li Yuze smiled: "Who are you talking about?"

"Hey...it's He Qing." The boy said, "I heard that he went to the tutor named Lin Qingyu today."

"Lin Qingyu?"