I'm confronting the scum with the tsundere boss

In New York City in the morning, the sun is shining brightly.

The "ding dong" elevator went down to the hotel lobby.

Song Yan stepped out of the elevator with long legs.

"Brother Song," Chen Jie quickly went up to Song Yan after seeing him, and she glanced at Song Yan subtly: "The things have been delivered."

Today's Song Yan obviously dressed up deliberately.

Wearing a silver casual suit, light-colored trousers outlined Song Yan's waist full of strength, and her jet-black hair hung on her forehead, making Song Yan's slightly sharp eyebrows look soft.

"En." Song Yan nodded expressionlessly, and he reached out to take the Bentley key handed over by Chen Jie.

"Do you need me to accompany you?" Chen Jie followed Song Yan's pace.

"I'm going on a date," Song Yan snorted coldly, and he smiled with the corners of his lips curled up: "Why are you taking me?"

"Oh." Chen Jie paused, and she laughed twice: "The flowers and fruits are in the trunk."

"Well," Song Yan nodded, he walked two steps, turned around again, looked at Chen Jie fixedly, and then said coldly: "You know how to report to my mother, right?"

Song Yan doesn't want to make troubles right now, after reconciling with Lin Ci, when he returns to Yanshi, he will explain it to his mother in person.

He used to think that his mother just cared about him, asking questions about the itinerary and the like.

But it was obvious that his mother had crossed the line too much. It was impossible for him to let her monitor his life like this, and it was a "malicious" monitoring of Lin Ci.

"I know." Chen Jie bit her lip, her voice was inaudible: "I know how to do it."

"Okay," Song Yan nodded indifferently, and he said directly: "You go to Wang Yi, and he will arrange for you."

"Thank you Brother Song." Chen Jie lowered her eyes, suppressing the unwillingness in her heart.

Song Yan drove fast all the way, and a black Bentley was parked at the entrance of the hotel. He reached out to press the unlock button, opened the door and bent over to get in the car.

Turn on the phone and set the navigation.

Song Yan stretched out his hand to adjust the rearview mirror, and he smiled at the mirror.

Strictly speaking, this is his first date with Lin Ci, and also his first friend with Lin Ci?

Song Yan didn't ask Xia Yi for Lin Ci's detailed information. If he wanted, he could know Lin Ci's life trajectory from childhood to adulthood, all his preferences. He thought it was good not to ask for information about Lin Ci, and he wanted to learn about Lin Ci by himself.

Song Yan stretched out his hand and pulled out his hair. He looked handsome in the mirror.

Song Yan skillfully started the car and drove all the way to the hospital. In the parking lot of the hospital, Song Yan took a deep breath and was inexplicably nervous. He took out his mobile phone and looked at the information. The top brain expert in China Lin Ci would be very pleasantly surprised when he found out the list, Song Yan smiled, expecting Lin Ci to throw himself into his arms.

After getting out of the car with long legs, Song Yan opened the trunk, took out blue roses and a fruit basket, which contained the freshest strawberries and cherries.

306 on the third floor, Song Yan lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to check the memo. Before he found 306 on the third floor, he heard a voice that sounded like Lin Ci. Standard A country language.

Lin Ci can speak the language of country A fluently, and can he still speak it with a sense of music like a cello?Song Yan walked over looking for the sound, and he stood at the door of Ward 306.

Through the glass viewing window on the door of the ward, he saw Lin Ci's silhouette. Lin Ci's back was straight, and he was looking down at the open book in his hand. The love story is usually read to the person on the bed, and the whole person exudes a gentle light. This is Lin Ci that Song Yan has never seen before.

Lin Ci always looked down on him with gentle eyes, but compared to this time, the gentleness seemed to be separated by a layer of glass, always so illusory, as if the person in front of him was the real Lin Ci.

Song Yan was silent. He had no idea about Lin Ci's relatives and friends, and his preferences. Seeing Lin Ci like this now, he felt inexplicably uneasy.

Song Yan clenched his fists hard. Although he hesitated, he still stretched out his hand to knock on the door.

"Sir," Huang Qin had just brought back Qin Nuan's laundry. Standing behind Song Yan, she asked hesitantly, "What can you do?"

Song Yan turned around, cleared his throat, and showed a friendly smile: "Hello, I'm here to find Lin Ci."

The moment Song Yan turned around, Huang Qin was stunned. She never knew that Qin Nuan had brothers?

"Come in quickly," Huang Qin pushed open the door, turned sideways and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you before..."

When Lin Ci heard the voice, he turned slightly and saw Song Yan standing in front of the door. He subconsciously stood up and stood in front of Qin Nuan's hospital bed.

Lin Ci felt a little amused by his reaction.

He has never lied to Song Yan, but what arises in his heart is a sense of guilt: "Catch the adulterer in bed".

"Song Yan," Lin Ci interrupted Huang Qin, clenched his fingertips with his hands hanging by his trousers, and asked calmly, "How did you find this place?"

"Lin Ci," Song Yan saw that Lin Ci's face was a little nervous, he raised his eyebrows, and said with a little complacency on purpose: "Do you believe in fate? I was able to find this place because of my intuition. This shows that we have fate."

Song Yan felt that he hadn't lied to Lin Ci, and there was no reply to the emails from the consulate so far. He really found the hospital where Qin Nuan lived by relying on an inexplicable sixth sense. This was the reason why Lin Ci came to country A.

This is not fate, what is that?

"What's your business?" Lin Ci raised his eyelids, he stood still, and he didn't intend to introduce Song Yan and Huang Qin.

"The flowers are specially for you," Song Yan held the flowers in his arms and carried the fruits in his hands. Even though they were not heavy, Lin Ci didn't seem to want to take them at all. Song Yan reminded: "The fruits are also for you. As for your friend, I have prepared another gift."

Huang Qin saw that Lin Ci didn't intend to reach out, she smiled and said, "Give me the flowers, I'll go outside and find a matching vase."

The other party's reason was obviously an excuse, but it could make him and Lin Cidu, which made Song Yan glance at Huang Qin gratefully.

He took the opportunity to hand the flowers to Huang Qin, but the fruit to Lin Ci: "I know you like strawberries and cherries. These are organic, especially the ones delivered by the farm in the morning. They should be very sweet."

"Thank you." Lin Ci stepped forward bravely, and took the fruit basket Song Yan handed over with both hands.

"How many years has he been lying down?" Seeing that Lin Ci was willing to accept the fruit basket, Song Yan felt relieved. The painful experience of giving a watch for the first time a few years ago made him not dare to give Lin Ci a gift.

"Almost five years," Lin Ci took the fruit basket, turned around and put it on the bedside table next to the hospital bed.

"Is he your neighbor?" Song Yan's eyes were fixed on Lin Ci, and he asked indifferently, "Have you known each other since childhood?"

Song Yan was talking, his eyes casually glanced at Qin Nuan who was lying on the hospital bed.

With just one glance, Song Yan felt that the hairs all over his body were about to stand up, his scalp was numb, and his eyes were turning black.

Qin Nuan?Qin Nuan?

warm?

"Did you know? Lin Ci opened Munuan studio."

Wood warm?

Longing for a warm sun?

Now all the idiots know which warm sun Lin Ci is yearning for?

Song Yan trembled all over.

"The power-on password is qnqnqn0216, and qn is lowercase."

"Brother Song, I like your eyes the most."

"Brother Song, I want to kiss your eyes."

"I am Brother Song's face fan, I love his face the most."

Song Yan suddenly covered his ears with his hands, trying to keep those voices away from him, he closed his eyes in embarrassment, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart, it was so fucking ridiculous.

The double he kept in the name of a double turned him into a double.

"Brother Song, I'm not at a loss."

Song Yan stared at Qin Nuan on the bed, at this moment, he finally understood that what Lin Ci said was right, it was true.

He is really similar to Qin Nuan lying on the bed.

"Because your eyes are beautiful. If your eyes are gentle, they must be unique."

Song Yan was expressionless, he looked at Qin Nuan without saying a word.

He didn't need to open the eyes of the person on the bed, he knew that this person must be gentle.

Lin Ci didn't hear Song Yan's voice, so he understood, he calmly turned around, and saw Song Yan looking at Qin Nuan with a cold face.

"Are you going to explain? Hmm?" Song Yan turned his cold eyes to Lin Ci.

After Song Yan finished speaking, without waiting for Lin Ci to answer, his anger was released at once, and he approached Lin Ci step by step in awe: "Speak."

Lin Ci leaned back against the bedside table, trying to avoid Song Yan: "This is a hospital, please calm down first."

Song Yan's heart was throbbing, his eyes were hot and humid, but he had the aura of killing people: "Lin Ci, you fucking use me as a substitute? Don't you?"

"Yes." Lin Ci calmed down, he straightened his back, stood up straight, his eyes were filled with calmness: "You sent it up to pawn it, I didn't find it myself."

Song Yan staggered when he heard the words, he tried his best to stabilize his body, and approached Lin Ci, he smiled ferociously: "I use you as a substitute, I have never lied to you, what are you?"

Song Yan was in a panic at the moment, even if he reached out and grabbed Lin Ci's collar, he couldn't hide his panic, his eyes were red, and his whole body was trembling: "What am I?"

"I'm sorry." Lin Ci had never seen Song Yan like this before, and was at a loss for a while.

"Sorry? Are you just saying sorry to me so lightly?" Song Yan sneered. He raised his hand high, wanting to slap Lin Ci, but he raised his hand, put it down, raised it again, and put it down again. He looked at Lin Ci With Ci's pale face and tightly pursed lips, he couldn't move.

Song Yan glared at Lin Ci angrily, and suddenly, he slammed his hand hard against the wall behind Lin Ci.

"Bang" with a loud noise.

Lin Ci stiffened and gasped, Song Yan's fist was covered with blood.

"Song Yan," Lin Ci's Adam's apple rolled up and down, he took his eyes away from Song Yan's hand, and said hoarsely, "Why are you doing this?"

"Lin Ci," Song Yan smiled indifferently, stretched out his hand to firmly hold Lin Ci's shoulder, leaned forward, looked straight into Lin Ci's eyes, and there was an imperceptible fragility in his voice: " Give me a correct sentence today, have you ever liked me?"

"No." Lin Ci clenched his hands behind his back and trembled slightly, but his voice was as calm as ever: "I said, I only like your face."

"Very good, Lin Ci, you are really good." Song Yan looked at Lin Ci firmly, and suddenly he bent over and laughed, laughing so hard that tears came out of him.

"Song Yan," Lin Ci closed his eyes hard, and he pursed his lips: "This is a hospital, please stop making trouble."

"What? Afraid I'm making trouble?" Song Yan lowered his expression, raised his brows, and his voice was full of malice: "I'm afraid you, a little lover, will find out that you're raising him by selling your ass?"

"Song Yan," Lin Ci became angry instantly, and he tried to push Song Yan away: "Can't we get together and break up?"

"A good get-together?" Song Yan straightened up, his face was full of sarcasm, he stretched out his hand and patted Lin Ci's face, and said with a sneer, "I'm telling you, it's impossible, no one in the world is fooling around." After killing me, Song Yan, if you can get out of your body, you wait, I will never finish this matter with you, until death!"

After Song Yan finished speaking, he let go of Lin Ci, and he turned around and rushed out the door.

Lin Ci froze in place. He stared at Song Yan's embarrassed back, and remained silent for a long time. After a while, he lowered his eyes and looked at the strawberries and cherries rolling down on the ground, inexplicably in a bad mood.

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After finishing this chapter, I felt sorry for Song Xiaoza for a second, but I am Lin Xiaoci's mother (Zhubei squints and smiles), and he is a daughter-in-law, so I still have to beat him with a big stick, and he will be good to Xiaoci if he behaves well~ ~