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"Your leg……"

"It's fine." Song Cheng raised his hand to stop my concern, "You don't need to say these words, I'm fine."

I looked at him fixedly, swallowed the rest of the words, and suddenly realized something was wrong.It's almost dinner time, even if I live in a single ward, it stands to reason that the outside will be noisier than usual.But on the whole floor, except for the nurse who just came to my room to inquire, almost no one came and went, and it seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Even a little too quiet.

Song Cheng seemed to see my doubts, and smiled slightly: "There is no one outside, so you can rest assured when chatting."

Is it his arrangement, is this move showing his strength?As I thought about it, my mood became more and more chaotic.

Song Cheng chose to fight against Yang Chen. Since I pin my hopes on him, of course I hope that his family background will be as powerful as possible.But looking at Song Cheng who is showing a completely different side at this moment, I suddenly feel a little timid.

Both he and Andre knew me very well, but I had absolutely no control over either of them.

disturbed.

I wanted to act with ease, but when I faced Song Cheng's eyes, I was still speechless for a moment, and decided to be honest: "What do you need me to do?"

Song Cheng shook his head, and answered irrelevantly: "Your brother is very smart."

"Yes." I paused, "Not only is he very good-looking, but he is also excellent in everything he does."

"Does it look good? I don't think so. Toshihiko, do you usually only look at his face?"

"Ah? No, he's my younger brother. I'm just praising him...Why do you ask that?"

I tried to defend myself, but when I looked up, I saw a little smile on his face, gradually resembling his usual gentle appearance.Although Andre is headstrong, he won't gossip about another relationship between me and him, so I don't need to mess myself up.

"He specifically told me that you like beautiful looks." He thought thoughtfully, "It seems to be true. Compared with Yang Chen, I should be barely qualified."

"I like you not because of your face, but because of your outstanding personality..."

I was anxious to argue, and my voice weakened as I spoke.If I hadn't fallen in love with his appearance, temperament and figure at first sight, I would not have chased after Asia Entertainment, and I also felt that the explanation was far-fetched.

Unexpectedly, Song Cheng didn't care much: "It doesn't matter, let him pass the past."

"Get down to business." He turned around and took out a portfolio and handed it to me, "Open it and have a look."

My eyebrows jumped, and when I opened it, I found that it was a stack of photos.The photos were of Yang Chen and a man. The angle was tricky, and most of the time, only the profiles of the two of them could be seen.

But Yang Chen's face is so delicate and handsome that I can recognize it with just a glance.

The actions of the two are not intimate, they just sit opposite each other, there is nothing to criticize.I looked at Song Cheng suspiciously, his face was calm: "Do you know the other person?"

I lowered my head to look again, probably because I was far away, the pixels were quite blurred, and that person's appearance was not as eye-catching as Yang Chen's.I searched for people who were similar to him in my mind and thought about it carefully.

Song Cheng didn't urge me either, and stared at me intently with his chin in his hands.

I thought about it for a few times and couldn't figure it out, but I was too embarrassed to give up when Song Cheng looked at me like this.As a result, after thinking about it like this, it really reminded me of someone, and I couldn't help but frown, and the words I wanted to say stopped at the tip of my tongue: "I'm not sure if it's him."

"It's okay." He said softly, "Tell me."

"This person's name is Zhao Yuan." I didn't know what Song Cheng wanted me to identify, so he said hesitantly, "He usually plays well with my cousin, I haven't seen him a few times, maybe I'm wrong."

Song Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Then do you know what his family does?"

I know.Zhao Yuan's parents are in a military-political marriage, and their background is not ordinary.

He does not interfere with Xu Yucheng's plan on the surface, but most of the time he is responsible for funding and helping to establish relationships, which is more important than Zhuang Lin's role.

But I shook my head: "Cousin doesn't talk to me about this. If you can play with him, maybe it's the second or third generation of which family?"

"He is the eldest grandson of Political Commissar Zhao." Song Cheng smiled at me, "Junyan, you are clearly standing in line with Xu Yucheng in the Xu family. He will never avoid you in anything. How could you not know? Don't hide from me. Tuck it up, I've told you several times why you're so disobedient."

His tone did not carry any sense of blame, but the momentum around him obviously sank.

It turned out that he had investigated everything clearly, but he was just using this incident as a temptation.

I lowered my head: "I'm sorry."

"Next time, I'll be really angry." Song Cheng slid the wheelchair to the side of the bed, raised my face gently so that I could look at him, his eyes were a little stern, "I won't hurt you, so don't hide it ,do you understand?"

"...Understood." My Adam's apple rolled and I swallowed, "I won't do it next time."

Song Cheng put away his serious expression, and smiled with crooked eyebrows.His face was so close to each other, I could see it clearly, his smile didn't reach my eyes: "Don't be afraid, it hurts me to see you shaking like this."

"I know you won't hurt me." Only then did I realize that my hands were shaking, worried that he would think I was cowardly, so I quickly stuffed my hands into the quilt, "After all, you saved my life, there is no need to do this if you want to hurt me .”

He let go and stroked my hair, his expression softened a bit: "Yeah."

"What are you and Andre going to do?" I took the opportunity to raise a smile and asked, "Can you tell me?"

Song Cheng pondered for a moment, but did not directly refuse: "Your brother was by your side when you woke up, why didn't he tell you?"

My smile froze: "Andre has always done things in his own way, and I don't know why, maybe he just doesn't want to talk about it."

"I'm not 'too lazy to say'."

A slightly indifferent voice came from the door, and I looked up to see Andre standing there with a frosty face, holding an insulated box in his hand.

Song Cheng nodded to him, and Andre had a very bad temper, pretending to be too lazy to talk to others, and threw the thermos box on the table next to my bed.I said awkwardly, "Why are you only here now?"

"I was afraid that the soup would be cold, so I went to buy something to keep it warm." He looked unhappy, "I do my own way? My brother really has the face to say that."

I smiled coyly, and quickly coaxed, "I'm just joking."

"You care about me?" Andre gave me a glare. He was born delicate and beautiful, and this glance was also very interesting. "Anyway, I am self-willed in everything I do. Brother, don't drink the soup I bought. You are not lazy, get up and buy it yourself." .”

Song Cheng coughed lightly, and said to me with a smile: "Junyan, you should have dinner first, and call on the phone."

I saw him turning around and struggling with the wheelchair, and wanted to get out of bed when he lifted the quilt: "I'll help you..."

"Brother is lying down, I'll come." Andre took a step ahead of me, turned his head and gave me a warning look, and pushed Song Cheng out of the ward door.I heard him say unceremoniously outside the door, "I still have to eat with my brother, Mr. Song let his people push him back."

"Don't worry, I can do it myself."

What they whispered later, although I wanted to know, I didn't dare to stand by the door to listen, for fear of being caught by Andre.Fortunately, he came back not long after, and he probably didn't have a word with Song Cheng.

I picked up the soup bowl to drink the soup, and he slammed the door loudly to express his dissatisfaction.My forehead was aching, and Andre was about to say in the next second: "Brother..."

I didn't want to listen to the nonsense words from behind, so I interrupted: "I was wrong, you are the best brother in the whole world, it's not because you are willful that you didn't tell me."

He stood angrily for a while, as if he couldn't find anything to criticize, then he sat down beside me in aggrieved way: "I'm your younger brother, how could you say that about me? What's more, I explained the reason to you, every time Everyone has their place, and you are too weak to be involved in these things."

"I just want to ask." I lowered my eyes, "I'm sorry, I won't ask in the future."

"Yang Chen left it to us to worry about. What's the use of knowing the specific content? If he sells badly, brother, you will only be a bad person inside and out." He said, "The city with the surname Song is too deep, brother, don't be deceived by him. Yes, he is willing to tell you with a generous look that he has some evil intentions to ask you to sacrifice your life. We are brothers, and I will only pave the easiest way for you. "

I want to say that Song Cheng is not as unbearable as you say. As my own brother, you have repeatedly lied to me and hurt me.

But listening to his almost earnest education, the soup bowl in my hand gradually turned cold, and I finally nodded: "...um."

"By the way, brother, let's go back tomorrow." He said, "I can finally go, are you happy?"

I looked up: "Then Song Cheng..."

"He has his own affairs to deal with, so he won't be with us." Andre frowned. "In short, he probably won't be free for the time being. Brother, leave him alone."

"Oh." I put down the bowl, "I'm full."

"I only drank half a bowl of soup? Why didn't I eat rice and vegetables when I bought it? Brother, you slept for so long—"

"I can't eat anymore, I want to rest." I said firmly, "You can eat your share."

Andre and I looked at each other for a few seconds, as if we could see that I was not in a good mood, so we didn't talk anymore, and silently took dinner aside.I closed my eyes, lying on the bed clearly, but seemed to be floating in a void that could fall at any moment.

disturbed.

The unease of being controlled.

To escape from one cage, I tied myself other ropes.Half of them are willing to take a gamble, and half of them have no choice but to do so.By the end the puppeteers are pulling each other, what is it that is falling apart?

It can only be me.

I slept for too long, and I didn't have sleeping pills to take, so I didn't feel sleepy at night, so I just took out my phone and checked the news at will.Perhaps it was because of being repeatedly reminded today, I couldn't help thinking about how Song Cheng would deal with Yang Chen.

Apart from studying at his father's company, Yang Chen is also in the process of starting his own business, and has always been arrogant and conceited. Maybe Song Cheng really has a way to make him stumble.But I'm not sure, because I really can't see through the "other side" Song Cheng showed me, and I can't guess what he will do.

If it is said that there is burning ambition in the depths of Yang Chen's eyes, then in Song Cheng's gentle eyes, I seem to see the same thing.

I suddenly wanted to search for the project that Yang Chen told me.

Although there is a lot of information that can be obtained, there is nothing special about it. What the outside world can know is mostly introductions.The latest news is a dry news report, a meeting held locally on the project.I glanced casually, but stopped on a line.

... Song Shangyuan, chairman of the group, also attended the meeting.